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Chapter 715

Chapter 715

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An even deeper, more ferocious dragon roar reverberated across the entire Soul Duel Platform. Even the spectators in the stands felt a momentary trance upon hearing this dragon roar, which carried a terrifying force of death. A flash of shock immediately crossed Zhongli Wu's eyes, but it was instantly followed by the realization that his disciple was still on the Soul Duel Platform. He rapidly condensed his voice into a thread, signaling Zhang Peng to surrender and concede defeat. As for the other disciples, they could die if they died; the Holy Ghost Cult was never short of Evil Spirit Masters who cultivated at a rapid pace, as long as his own disciple could survive.

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