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... eral layers of nets, intercepting the countless blood cones attacking from the sky.
Whoosh-hum!!
Sitting in a wheelchair, Mo Chi Ling stared at the man made of blood hanging not far ahead and seized the opportunity to slash with her ribbon.
Her feathered belt was a heavenly-level demonic treasure, as soft as silk but sharp enough to cut a mountain.
However, when the ribbon swept across the blood man's body, although it did cut it in half from the center of its for ...
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