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At this moment, the elder's face had already completely fallen. He looked at the ancestor of the Black Ice Sect as if begging, "Great Elder, please forgive me!"

The ancestor's face was expressionless as he pressed down with his palm!

Boom! *

Immediately, under the gazes of everyone present, that elder was blasted into a ball of blood fog!

Seeing this scene unfold before their eyes

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