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The fourth-stage stone turtle demon roared, not looking back, immediately turning into a streak of light, desiring to escape from this sea area.

Boom, boom, boom~~

But at this moment, the Four-winged Tiger, the Golden Flame Eagle, and the Ice and Fire Leopard, three fourth-stage spirit beasts, attacked at the same time. The terrifying might pressure pounded down on the stone turtle demon.

Suddenly, this stone turtle demon couldn’t e ...

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