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... here was a hint of loneliness in his words.

   Zhang Jing frowned, listening to the meaning of the demon ancestor, his identity, in fact, is not necessarily the reincarnation of the demon ancestor, but this is the most likely.

   "Are you really dead?"

   Zhang Jing doubted this.

  The power of a true immortal is unpredictable, and the way is flowing between hands, how could it be possible to die so easily?

   "Probably not. I exist in the long river of time. I ...

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