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... huge, he could only use them once. Once they formed the dao patterns of Miluo Palace, they would disperse with the explosion of power.


Now, Qin Mu wanted to do it again, but he was powerless.


When heavenly venerate Xiao saw his expression, he suddenly let out a sigh of relief, ‘it looks like heavenly venerate mu only tampered with my corporeal body once and didn’t leave any other tricks behind. If he could leave behind eight or ten tricks, I wouldn’t dare to use them even i ...

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