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"Who are you?" Seeing these two men flying in the sky, they just got up from the ground, bare and bare, and their lips were still bloodstained, they asked in horror.

The old man in Beishan took a knack in his left hand and clapped his hand at a huge stone 30 meters ahead. With a muffled sound, a flying dragon print with a foot of one meter in diameter and an inch in depth was immediately printed on the huge hard stone.

"The Second Elder of the Dragon"

once again screamed in...