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After being hit, the Elf flew back like a kite with a broken string. It spat out a mouthful of blood and drew an arc in the air.

Ancestor of Diabolism didn't even look at her as he stared at the Heavenly Dao. Right now, he only had his own child in his heart, so everyone else had to step aside.

"You actually have the guts to beg with me? If I don't kill you now, you should feel lucky