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... the High Priest!"

"The High Priest, save us, or we will all be killed!"

"The High Priest of Life..."

Hearing everyone's cries for help, the high priest resisted Fang Zixi's attack and said furiously, "You bastards, you can't even kill a sixth-level Dao Emperor realm ants, what's the use of asking you guys!"

What the high priest said was also angry, did he not want to save people? Do not! Of course he wanted to, but he couldn't get out of it at all!

At this mom ...

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