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Yang Tiance looked down at the old man from the Blackgod Rat Tribe from above, his expression indifferent to the extreme, but there was a slow killing intent rippling out. At this point, the Blackgod Mouse was dead for sure.

"I ?" He was simply in a state of chaos. He remembered his own posture before, when he brought people from the Evil Killing Alliance here, with great formations and weapons