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In front of the crystal platform that trapped Ying Shui Tian, the Black Fiend Ancestor's expression was hideous as he struggled in pain. Traces of blood mist gradually emerged from his pores and entered the soul of Ying Shui Tian's two souls.

Long Chen, who was rushing over, roared. The long sword fell down, about to destroy Ying Shui Tian