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"Humph!" You want to snatch my half-step false immortal equipment? "How could it be that easy!"

With a cold snort, the middle-aged man who had been struck against the wall roared once more and rushed toward the Crimson Nimbus Grandmaster without a care for his life.

At the same time, at the end of another tunnel, the white-robed old man formed a series of seals with his hands