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Boom!

Just as the three thousand great Dao Light was about to annihilate the Seven Colors Tribe, in a flash of thought, the figure of an old man from the Qin Empire moved. With a flash of grayish-black fog, he became old and shriveled, and his rotten fingers pierced through the air.

Easily stated!

It was simple, direct, and brutal. With a simple wave of a finger, the 3