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The vermillion belt fell off Tian Ling'er's waist, turning into a spirit serpent as it wrapped around Li Ren in the blink of an eye.

A hint of joy could not help but appear in Tian Ling'er's eyes. No matter how strange your demonic technique is, aren't you going to be captured by my magic treasure?

It has to be said that this was no ordinary treasure