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... ntain forest, Du Shaoqi's hands and hands were condensed, and a sigh of anger swelled in the palm of his hand. Finally, he flowed through several specific meridians and mysterious scorpions in the body, and he gathered in the palm of his hand again. within.

When the last mysterious atmosphere gathered in the palm of the hand, this moment, the momentum of Du Shaoqi suddenly became very sullen, like a sleeping beast to wake up, the power is amazing.

"Hey!"

The ground under the ...

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