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Jun Mo Li's mouth curved in a cold smile.

He also drew his own Dust Shadow Sword and joined in the battle between Yun Nuo and the spectral cultivator.

"Jun Mo Li? I didn't expect you to be here. "

The ghost cultivator's hoarse voice slowly rang out in Jun Mo Li's ears.

The latter smiled slowly.

"You still don't like to talk."

The ghost cultivator struck again