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... easts will share the resources with whoever kills them.

  Everyone is gearing up, asking their subordinates to attack with all their strength, thinking about killing the ancient holy beast they are dealing with as soon as possible.

[King of the Four Seas] yelled and commanded the three black dragons: "Xiao Hei, hurry up! I will give you the evolutionary holy blood obtained after killing this ancient soaring snake! If you want to become stronger, hurry up!" Work!"

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