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Mortal Cultivation

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Sacred_Spirit · Fantasie
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Negative Ion Cannon

The Great Emperor of Darkness slowly opened his eyes while being intoxicated, looked at the dozen or so people in front of him and said coldly. "Why, are you all here? I didn't expect you human saints to wither so far."

One of the human beings flew forward and asked, "Are you really the legendary Emperor of Darkness?"

The Great Emperor of Darkness couldn't help smiling slightly, and said. "Why, when did this emperor become a legend? Well, it seems that this emperor has indeed been away for too long, even you saints don't know this emperor anymore."

Hearing the words, the holy man stepped back a few steps, stretched out his hand, and said to the young men and women behind him. "Go quickly, leave this place to me."

"No, master, we want to fight side by side with you."

Seeing that the preaching was useless, the holy man immediately turned around and kicked the man who was talking far away, and shouted eagerly, "Hurry up."