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... > This was Zhao Feng's last voice before he lost consciousness.
"Little ants!"
The sneak attacker seemed to be washing his prey, and he was not in a hurry to kill Zhao Feng. He stood proudly above the sky, surrounded by black mist.
The power of various black divine patterns poured out from his body, and several divine patterns emerged and disappeared.
The body of God's armor is constantly broken and reassembled, without a fixed form.
"Jie jie jie! ...
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