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Ling Zifu's finger moved slightly, and the black ghost flew up and down like a ghost, a black Nether Power talisman directly appeared in Ling Zi's hand. At this moment, Ling Zifu's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he shouted: "Open!"

Power, what gushed out was a powerful energy, and that kind of aura that belonged to death. Ling Zifu took a deep breath. At this moment