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Chapter 242: A Pawn
iant hammer, streaks of lightning flashed and then crashed down hard.In an instant, a deafening roar shook the ground. Rocks and trees were shattered, and Chen Ping's body seemed to be scorched in tha...o these birds would have a hard time flying there!As Chen Ping walked towards the island, his divine sense gradually spread, probing the situation within a few miles around him!If there are people aro...