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Looking at a dust like the demon's speed, the middle age man who put on opened widely mouth and unimaginablely hoped a segment dust

The clan of tribe is long to sit a head on the big palace, similarly an old sorcery teacher, looks dignity, the body form is a bit emaciated, very silent few speech, is a pleased Nu form not is at the old soil clan of color.

"Eldest brother, gives .." Sun Wukong pulls up the rock of a piece of black ?? from the magma, strong and tough and matchless, throw a dust to the segment a while.

"Each religion fastens, each be responsible for constructing an among those, is my East China Sea to fix the square one that the fairyland extends toward the sea of blood."