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... here is similar to the second floor. However, it is a few less ice jade beds than the second floor!

Within the second floor, Wang Chen saw 18 ice jade beds and saw the names of more than 30 warrior ancestors.

However, within this third layer, Wang Chen only saw fifteen ice jade beds and saw twenty-seven names!

However, compared to the second floor, the name on the third floor is even more prominent, and their experience is more brilliant!

The original actions of these ...

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