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1113(2/2)

As a practitioner of the Basic Law, Zhuang Wuming naturally knows the Basic Law very well.

This kind of power cannot be accessed by ordinary life.

Basic Law, even if it is only a trace of the Basic Law.

Only those who have achieved the Basic Law can shake it.

The flames in front of you are a kind of use of traces of the Basic Law.

If there were no Basic Law achievers in Shenbing Pavilion, it would be impossible to do this kind of thing.

“It’s an unexpected surprise.”

Thinking of this, I took a closer look at the stove.

Zhuang Wuming knew how to use it.

He waved his right hand.

The white-horned barbarian god rolled out like a gourd rolling on the ground.

His face was stern, and there was a roaring sound all over his body.

That's the sound of bones growing.

He looked at Zhuang Wuming and the weapon training room warily, "What do you want to do?"

"It's very simple, drain the blood of the Lord of Barefoot from your body."
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