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Chapter 51 Poetry Hing Dafa [For Monthly Ticket 6100(2/2)

Flying snow is everywhere, and snow soars into the sky.

The human body kept flying up and then exploding.

For a moment, the gate of Baishan City was as straight as hell on earth and the end of the world.

It was just a man fighting there, but it was like a war between thousands of troops and horses, and there were constant tragic sounds of self-destruction!

The earth was trembling...

Avalanches occurred in countless places in Baitou Mountain.

There were ink marks on the snow-white Baitou Mountain, but the true color of the mountain appeared!

"We have to do it, right?" Chen Qingyang's lips were a little blue and white.

Not to mention anything else, just the movements I heard, the three of them knew: if they rushed forward like this, they would be a waste of time. Not to mention helpers or blocking their knives, they would be cannon fodder, or even a burden.

At this moment, a clear and long roar suddenly penetrated into the sky, cracked the blue sky, and exploded into the sea of ​​clouds.

Full of energy and murderous aura.

It was Zuo Xiaoduo's voice!
Chapter completed!
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