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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control
ere is it Show me..."Chen Ping said!Old Song nodded, walked out of the room, and soon came back with a large glass bottle in his hand!Inside the glass bottle, there was indeed a dead Lingzhi mushroom... already entered the Martial Saint realm. To deal with Qian Dao Chuan, it would be as easy as taking candy from a baby!"With such power, you must be a renowned figure in Daxia. I hope you will see the...