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Chapter 145: The Fake Table

    

ng a tremendous force.The heavy tomb door began to move slowly, opening a crack that grew larger and larger.A gust of ominous air seeped out from the cracks in the tomb's door, causing the temperature...to appear on his hands.The old man's singing speed was increasing, and that archaic and mysterious aura started to erupt!Then a beam of light instantly struck the Blood Demon's head!And the blood demo...