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Chaos wields the power of time, which is quite powerful, but why does it feel like it is decaying?
Someone looked at the Lord of the Sky.
At this moment, the Lord of Tianfang seemed to have expected it. He just glanced at Li Hao and did not speak.
Time kills people
The time monk travels back and forth between the past and the future, solidifying time and space. Time that is not his own actually brings some troubles every time and consumes a lot of lifespan. In fact, Li Hao rarely uses time to fight in the later period.
Mostly used for auxiliary purposes.
In the early days... Li Hao went through the cycle of life and death many times.
It can be confusing and not about life and death.
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Even if he could, he hasn't condensed the mind of life and death. In such chaos, let alone whether he could reverse life and death, even if he could, would he have enough energy to go through the cycle of life and death?
He is the ninth-level emperor!
Tian Fang looked at Li Hao with a changing look in his eyes. This guy must know the disadvantages of time, but Li Hao never mentioned it. At this moment, Chaos was surrounded and was trying to break out.
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