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Including the demi-saint person, none of them were real.

He patted the dragon horn and said, "Precious dragon, keep up! I want to watch the battle!"

If the situation demanded it, he still had to assist Water Ghost, as they were all on the same boat now. Of course, Xu Xiaoshou would never openly state this.

The Demonic Emperor Black Dragon soared into the air, instantly crossing the void from the Fallen Abyss to the Blood World.

What Xu Xiaoshou could not discern, as the thought incarnation of the Holy Emperor, the Demonic Emperor Black Dragon could see at a glance.

"Spirit mirror, keep up!"

"Brother, what are you doing? You're so slow!"

The ruins of the First Hall of Sins resounded with the curses of all present. They grabbed the burly man and pressed him to search for the true body of the Water Ghost.

In the Blood World, the crimson blood merged with the ink-black rain, creating a magnificent spectacle.