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"How is it? Can you still talk? "

Jun Luoye looked at the aura of the Eastern Gate Son of God and laughed coldly as he said indifferently.

The killing intent from the Eastern Gate Son of God was still boiling. Just as he was about to speak, Jun Luoye's right hand directly landed on the head of the Eastern Gate Son of God, his cold voice sounded like a devil from the depths of hell.

"Forget it