"ridiculous!"

Chen Huan's expression was cold, and he didn't show any abnormality. He just raised his hand slightly, and he saw that in the ghost city surrounded by infinite evil spirits, there were eight cold auras, like mountains, like stars, carrying the meaning of ancient vastness, heavy and A cold breath flowed down.

The moment Chen Huan made a move, twenty-eight figures, strong or weak, suddenly appeared in this ghost town, some were detached, some were cold...all of these, but all of them had the aura of the peak.

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