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Chapter 1505 The shocking secret found in the blood coffin! Suspected to be the hand of an ancient god!

Time flew by, and 10 days passed quickly.

At this time, Wang Mang was drinking spiritual wine in a seat in Moxiao Pavilion.

The guests around him were no longer afraid of Wang Mang's presence.

They were all drinking wine happily and chatting about recent events.

After all, Wang Mang would visit Moxiao Pavilion from time to time in the past 10 days.

Now he is already a regular customer of Moxiao Pavilion.

I probably know everyone who comes here frequently.

At this moment, several familiar figures appeared in Wang Mang's field of vision.

Looking at the people arriving, Wang Mang smiled and put down the empty wine jar.

Then, he threw some Dao crystals on the table and left slowly.

Mo Yan, who passed by Wang Mang, was stunned when he looked at Wang Mang who was about to leave.

The next moment, he cupped his hands towards Wang Mang and said:

"Lord Holy Son, what happened before has offended me a lot."

"I wonder if I could do you a favor and come have a drink together?"

"Just think of it as an apology."

Hearing this, Wang Mang's figure paused.

Wang Mang didn't even look back, he just waved his hand and continued walking outside.

Seeing this, Mo Yan looked at the people who came with him with some hesitation, and said uneasily:

"What does this mean?"

Looking at Mo Yan, he had a cowardly look on his face, and Mo Xing, who was the leader, said speechlessly:

"Okay, how could a big shot like this keep you in mind?"

"Besides, if the Holy Son really wants to punish you, how can you still be fine now?"

"Don't worry too much. We won't come back until we get drunk today!"

After hearing this, Mo Xian, who was still a little worried, suddenly said with relief:

"That's right."

…

At this time, Wang Mang was walking on the street where people were coming and going.

Pedestrians passing by him would say respectfully when they saw Wang Mang and the token on his waist:

"Lord Holy Son!"

…

Wang Mang ignored this.

In this way, Wang Mang walked aimlessly on the street.

At this moment, the voice of the blood coffin sounded in Wang Mang's mind:

"Wang Mang, look what I found?"

Hearing this, Wang Mang was stunned for a moment, and then he said calmly:

"Oh? It seems that the corpse of the inheritor of the ancient gods really made you discover something?"

The next moment, Xue Coffin said excitedly:

"You should go back to your residence first."

"After all, this thing contains a lot of information!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Mang glanced at the pedestrians around him.

Then, he transmitted a message to the blood coffin:

"good."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Mang's whole body erupted with violent fluctuations.

For a moment, the pedestrians around him avoided him in fear.

Bang!

With a loud noise, his figure disappeared, leaving only cracks on the ground.

Seeing this, the pedestrians around him immediately pointed at the direction where Wang Mang left and said:

"Damn it, this powerful Dao Wave is worthy of the Holy Son."

"That is, with Lord Holy Son, the Black Ink Clan's performance in the Endless Holy War will definitely not be bad this time!"

"Haha, I am ignorant. Lord Shengzi easily defeated Mo Wangu in the competition!"

"Oh? Tell me, my wife just gave birth that day and didn't have time to watch the battle."

"Ahem, why don't you treat me to a drink?"

"Okay, let's go to Moxiao Pavilion!"

…

After a while, Wang Mang arrived at his residence in the Mo clan.

Hurrying back to the bedroom, Wang Mang muttered to the blood coffin:

"Okay, now you can talk about it!"

The next moment, the voice of the blood coffin slowly sounded:

"Haha, you'd better take a look for yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blood-red ball of light flew straight into Wang Mang's soul.

Wang Mang showed no resistance to this.

Suddenly, blurry images slowly appeared in Wang Mang's soul.

The scene Wang Mang saw at this time was presented from the first perspective of the inheritor of the ancient gods.

He saw countless old men around him, and one of them whispered to him:

"Sheng Yuanzi, you have to pay attention next."

"If you're not careful, you will be doomed!"

"I know, sect master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man activated the Heaven-Deceiving Formation!

Suddenly, the Heaven-Deceiving Formation patterns under their feet began to tremble.

…

The first screen ends here, followed by the second screen.

"Hoo, ho, ho!"

A sharp exhalation sounded suddenly.

I saw that the place where the Heaven-Deceiving Formation was originally arranged had been wrapped in countless black mist.

Countless Eternal Realm experts around him also fell to the ground not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The next moment, a supreme breath slowly came from the sky.

Then, the sky seemed to split open, and a huge crack appeared.

Suddenly, six light curtains containing the supreme truth were refracted from the cracks.

For a moment, the space was frozen and the long river of time seemed to have stopped, and countless avenues resonated.

Then, a giant hand that covered the sky and exuded a heaven-destroying rhyme was photographed.

In an instant, the space was shattered into pieces, and time began to flow turbulently.

The next moment, this giant hand moved toward the surviving inheritor of the ancient god.

Seeing this, the inheritor of the ancient god seemed to understand something and smiled bitterly:

"Hahaha, that's it."

"Everyone in the world has misunderstood the curse passed down by the ancient gods."

…………

Seeing this shocking scene, Wang Mang came back to his senses and whispered to himself:

"What's that giant hand?"

"With such power, even a quasi-eighth-level peerless expert can't do that, right?"

The reason why I say this is because Wang Mang has experienced the power of a strike from a quasi-eighth level strongman in the abyss world.

The next moment, the voice of the blood coffin sounded in his mind:

"How about it? I was very shocked when I first saw it."

"Tell me whose hand that hand belongs to?"

Hearing this, Wang Mang asked with some confusion:

"How did you capture these images?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Coffin immediately replied:

"I can absorb the unknown charm left on the corpse of the inheritor of the ancient gods."

"These pictures are the ones that swallow up the Taoist rhyme."

After hearing Blood Coffin's explanation, Wang Mang said slowly:

"Okay, but that hand really surprised me."

"Could that be the hand of the ancient god?"

Hearing this, Xue Coffin replied with some uncertainty:

"I don't know about that."

"Stop talking, I need to fall asleep again."

As soon as the voice fell, it suddenly became silent.

…

At this time, in some unknown space.

Six vague figures gathered together and discussed something:

"You have all sensed it, right? Someone in the second-ring universe has spied on our actions."

"Yes, normally speaking, it is impossible for anyone in the second-ring universe to be able to deduce our information."

"Maybe it's those guys?"

"Hmph, they really think that they can come to us and be equal to us by walking on the Tongtian Road."

"Haha, that's just what we created."

"Yes, with the cooperation of the six of us, no one can successfully enter this place!"


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