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"Fate?"
"Hahahaha!"
Hearing this, Beiming Dragon Abyss didn't get angry but laughed instead, his attitude fierce and arrogant, "A mere Mahayana, an ant-like creature, dares to talk about fate in front of this monarch? What fate, your fate?"
After speaking, he didn't care about the other party's reaction and took the initiative to strike with a palm.
The Lord of Dragon Abyss, the Seven Calamities Demon Monarch, launching a preemptive strike on a Mahayana Cultivator was indeed a bit beneath his dignity.
But Beiming Dragon Abyss didn't care in the least.
Even when a lion fights a rabbit, it uses all its might!
As a Calamity Realm Demon Monarch, although he saw through his opponent at a glance—recognizing that his opponent's Cultivation was only Mahayana, with the Three Flowers on the Crown not yet manifested, the Five Qi in the chest not yet converged, far from stepping into the Calamity Realm Heavenly Pass, and not yet ranked among the Immortal Gods—
But...
