At this time, as the chiefs of the nine tribes continued to discuss.

In the end, it ended with the imprisonment of the five patriarchs for ten years.

Wang Mang, who was in the Second Ring Universe, fell into confusion at this time.

Now he has no idea where to go.

After thinking for a long time, Wang Mang decided to find a world to settle down first.

As time passed rapidly, Wang Mang soon found a world.

Seeing the world getting closer and closer to him, Wang Mang suddenly became energetic.

God knows how long he has been wandering aimlessly in the universe.

Now I finally found a world.

With this thought, Wang Mang quickened his pace.

At this time, in Yuanwu's small world.

Next to a village, a monk looked at the villagers who were kneeling at his feet and threatened:

"Ants, I urge you to tell the location of the divine object honestly."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel!"

Hearing this, an old man who was kneeling and worshiping spoke up and said:

"Sir, we in Taohua Village have been farmers for generations."

"There is no such thing as a divine thing as adults say!"

…

"yes!"

"Sir, just let us go!"

"What kind of world is this!"

…

After the old man spoke, the rest of the people agreed.

Hearing this, the monk frowned.

At this time, a person beside him said:

"Senior brother, it just so happens that the sect wants to practice the blood demon magical power and needs fresh blood from boys and girls."

"It's better to capture the children in this village."

"Isn't this not good?"

The monk said hesitantly.

Seeing this, the person next to him quickly continued to confuse:

"What's wrong?"

"It's just a swarm of ants."

"It may be a big achievement by then."

"Maybe because of this, the sect master will reward us with the magical power of the seventh-level low-grade!"

Hearing this, the monk hesitated for a while and then said:

"I think it works!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several people around him immediately walked toward the crowd with ill intentions.

The conversation between several people was not hidden and could be heard clearly by the kneeling villagers.

Suddenly, a middle-aged villager stood up and said angrily:

"You scumbags don't even spare your children."

"I will fight with you!"

After saying that, he rushed towards a few people.

However, the gap between commoners and monks is like a chasm.

The next moment, the villager's figure froze, and a long sword pierced his chest.

Suddenly, the villager vomited blood, and then a monk slowly pulled out the sword.

The villager slowly fell to the ground and lost his life.

Seeing this, the villagers who originally wanted to rise up to resist gave up the idea.

At this time, a monk looked calm and said indifferently:

"Don't resist, we just want children."

"If you don't obey, he will be your fate."

After saying that, he pointed at the dead villager who fell on the ground.

Just when a few people were about to take action.

A streak of light crossed the sky and fell directly towards the village.

boom!

Suddenly, a dull voice sounded.

Suddenly, smoke filled the village.

Seeing this, several monks stopped moving and quickly looked towards where the stream of light landed.

Afterwards, several people looked at each other and walked towards the village.

This stream of light is naturally the descending Wang Mang.

At this time, Wang Mang looked at the ground, very excited.

Recently, all he could see was the starry sky.

Day after day, he couldn't help but feel bored.

At this time, three weak breaths appeared in Wang Mang's perception.

Several voices came:

"Brother, what is this?"

"I haven't seen it yet, how do I know?"

"Isn't it some kind of treasure that has come to this world?"

"possible!"

Hearing this, Wang Mang couldn't help but be speechless.

These guys who co-authored him regarded him as a treasure.

However, it just so happened that he now needed to ask passers-by.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Mang exuded a breath and flew towards several people.

At this time, the three people who saw Wang Mang quickly spoke:

"Senior brother, look, it's a person!"

"Coming towards us."

"What a powerful aura!"

Listening to the conversation of several people, the monk among the three spoke:

"Stop talking, he's coming!"

At this time, Wang Mang had already arrived in front of the three of them.

Looking at the three people who were facing formidable enemies, Wang Mang asked calmly:

"What kind of world is this?"

Hearing this, one of the three people quickly answered:

"Sir, this is Yuanwu's small world. I wonder who you are, sir?"

Ignoring the three of them, Wang Mang murmured to himself:

"Small world?"

"Forget it, let's just stay for a while."

After saying that, Wang Mang left towards the distance.

Looking at Wang Mang leaving, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.
To be continued...