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C996 Immortal race

There was no breeze here, no clean creatures. Everything was pitch-black, and even the air was the same. This was demonic energy.

When the Holy Clan man stepped in, everything was still.

Fear actually appeared in the turbid and empty eyes of the old man sealed in this place. He was deeply afraid, and when he saw the man, it was as if he saw a demon from the depths of hell

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