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Chapter 2,207: Death Formation
untless insects crawling on the grass.Then, from all directions, countless jet-black beetles with hard shells on their backs swarmed over, numbering in the thousands.Seeing these insects, Chen Ping wa...willow tree suddenly thrust the token in its hand into the ground and began to pinch mystical incantations with its hands. In an instant, the void around them began to tremble incessantly!Soon, the su...