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... ster of the Black Mist, and Bai is the master of the Upper Realm. For a long time, World No. 2 has been the two of them in the game." Ling Qingxiao sighed, obviously thinking of a past event.

Yang Shou's eyes narrowed, and he gradually became interested.

Because in Yang Shou's concept, the Lord of the Black Mist has always been calculated to death by the Lord of the Upper Realm.

Just a pawn.

Yang Shou did not believe that such a lord of black mist could actually fight ...

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