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Lu Jing's fingertips held a wisp of black mist generated by demonic energy, and there was a faint black banner in the black mist that wanted to rush out, but was firmly held down by the thunder light on Lu Jing's body.
Xiaogu's body was lying at Lu Jing's feet.
He had never been beheaded, but blood flowed out from the seven orifices, converging on the ground into running water. This kind of evil monk who regards human life as nothing, thirsts for human blood, an ...
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