Di Shitian had a headache. Deng Tian Ling was like a bottomless pit, constantly tearing his soul and trying to pull it out of his consciousness. Di Shi shouted in secret, trying to control the flow rate of his soul, but it still had little effect. Deng Tian Ling was like a barbarian, rudely pulling his soul out of his consciousness. No matter how Di Shitian screamed, he still did his own way. Di Shitian struggled for a long time, but the more he struggled, the more he almost fainted, and the golden armored warrior next to him looked at all this coldly, as if nothing had happened.

Ascending the Heavenly Order to the Spirit

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along with

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To be continued...