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... Wings of the Wind King sped up even faster.

It just couldn't fly high.

The passage was narrow, and the distance between heaven and earth seemed to be just tens of meters.

After shuttling for more than twenty seconds, the distance between heaven and earth began to stretch, and the majestic energy waves that kept pounding from all around also clearly dropped a level.

But, beneath this sky full of violent tides, there was a visible red, like threads, like willow fluf ...

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