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Fighting for the main godhead, it was too late to pick up the main godhead, it was too difficult to snatch the main godhead, and it was too barbaric to come to Panlong for thousands of years. Lincoln stared at the white divine mirror in his hand and couldn't help but be grateful for the gift of fate.

"Beirut, are you sure you want to pawn the Lord's divine power?" Han Nuoli asked, looking at the uneasy old man with small eyes in front of him, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. "Han Lao Mo, you are mistaken. Pawning other spiritual root attributes can only turn you into a single spiritual root instead of a heavenly spiritual root. However, I can help you operate it!" After Han Nuoli completed the achievement of forming a group with Han Lao Mo and staying alive, he gave Lao Mo sincere advice. "Sister, have you thought clearly, do you want to pawn yourself for me?" Han Nuoli stared at the orchid river map in the empty valley with a righteous look. Han Nuoli sailed the boat in the sea of ​​suffering, pawned the souls of the heavens, broke away from the long river of fate, and crossed the sea of ​​suffering before he could achieve transcendence and enjoy freedom.