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... er the panic, everyone suddenly rushes like a bird.

The magic power of the 8th level of Thor's Wrath is indeed very large. The general real Xuanjing can be ashes directly by a hammer, but in the face of a real holy power, it is not enough at all, at least this attack is obvious. Blocked by the statue, and Thor's Wrath is a one-time attacking magic, just like the sigh of the goddess of ice and snow, seemingly arrogant and overbearing, but in fact it is a hammer to buy and sell good ...

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