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... ponents with little effort, and the hands are extremely hot. If those disciples did not open their mouths in time, they would die directly on the platform.

The disciples standing on the side of the stage showed the look of daring and daring, and even a few peaks were quite vocal.

"Zongmen is better than life and death. He didn't make mistakes. He didn't have to punish him. If the sect is not so strict, how can he improve the cultivation of his disciples, so that they will not fall ...

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