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... above his head, the soul-stealing dragon gun in his hand, issued a dragon yin, cut through the space, and stabbed at the gray-clothed king.
"The light of fireflies dare to compete with Haoyue?"
The gray-clothed king snorted, waved his hand, and immortal light, condensed into a sledgehammer, and slammed Ye Yang fiercely.
"boom"
The lance in Ye Yang's hand hit the sledgehammer fiercely, and a bang sounded, and the horrifying and romantic sky flew up.
"not good" ...
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