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Chapter 2187: Ants Are Insignificant
ith killing intent, a terrifying aura enveloping Dong Ge!Dong Ge's whole body couldn't help but tremble, feeling a chill wind going straight into his neck!"Hey, kid. Don't look at me like that. You go...n and the Buddha!Time is passing by every second!Jueyuan's forehead was already covered in cold sweat. He never expected that Chen Ping, a fifth-rank martial sage, would have such strength, and could...