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... cause King Qin can use his own strength to form a defense, which is like a restraint, which can hide their camp.

Even if the bombers of the Dark Alliance reappear, there is no way to find their stronghold.

But this kind of prohibition requires a lot of strength.

Even if it is King Qin, it would take a lot of power to use it once.

King Qin frowned.

He also knew that Si Qingwu and Xi Wu were telling the truth.

Chaos stone resources are very rare in the sou ...

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