Chapter 1534 The Endless Jihad Ends! Patriarch Bone Attacks!
As the aftermath dissipated, Hao Shixuan's dilapidated body emerged.
"Ahem!"
A hot chest was spit out of his mouth.
Suddenly, his body fell forward uncontrollably.
With one hand struggling to support his fallen body, he looked at Wang Mang's back unwillingly.
Wang Mang's back is getting further and further...
After a while, Wang Mang walked to the side of the Holy Son of the Underworld who was like a dead dog.
Looking at the dazed Holy Son of the Underworld, Wang Mang squatted down and patted his cheek:
"Where is the origin of the world?"
After taking a long time, a hint of spirit was restored to the eyes of the Holy Son of the Nether Clan.
Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and a look of horror appeared on his face:
“What…what?”
At the same time, he also got up tremblingly and wanted to escape to the distance.
Seeing this, Wang Mang quickly stopped him and said speechlessly:
"Is this scary?"
"Where is the origin of the world?"
Hearing this, the Holy Son of the Nether Clan whispered in a daze:
"The origin of the world...the origin of the world?"
“…”
Looking at the somewhat unconscious Holy Son of the Underworld, Wang Mang narrowed his eyes.
The next moment, countless devouring roads surged out from his body.
Seeing this, the Holy Son of the Nether Clan spoke in horror:
"Oh, oh, I'll get the origin of the world now."
Upon hearing this, Wang Mang nodded with satisfaction, and the devouring road hovering beside him disappeared.
"Take me together."
"knew."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Holy Son of the Nether Clan quickly flew towards a place.
Seeing this, Wang Mang also followed.
After a moment, the body of the Holy Son of the Nether Clan stopped on a flat ground.
As a result, a little power of the great way surged out of his body, and the ground trembled.
The next moment, a dazzling ball of light broke out from the ground and floated towards him.
After handing the origin of the world in his hand to Wang Mang, the Holy Son of the Nether Clan spoke slowly:
"It's all here."
After taking it, Wang Mang said lightly:
"Okay, you're fine."
Hearing this, the Holy Son of the Underworld quickly replied:
"knew."
After saying that, he flew quickly toward the distance.
Seeing this, Wang Mang smiled disdainfully.
Then, he silently recited in his heart:
"System, swallow the origin of this world."
The next moment, the system sounded:
[Ding! Swallowing one-tenth of the origin of the small world! Obtaining 200 million Taoist crystals!]
Upon hearing this, Wang Mang nodded slowly.
At this moment, a loud announcement resounded throughout the domain:
"I announced that this endless jihad is over!"
"Please leave within one day if everyone in the domain!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge Domain Gate appeared in the sky.
Seeing this, Wang Mang did not hesitate and flew towards the Domain Gate without hesitation.
At this time, Hao Shixuan slowly stood up with the help of the Holy Son of Light.
Looking at Hao Shixuan with unwilling face, the Holy Son of Light looked relieved and said with his fate:
"Haoshixuan, why bother you?"
"We are destined to be not people from the same world as him."
Hearing this, Hao Shixuan's expression changed a little, and finally he whispered in a daze:
"Do I want to be willing to serve him as a stepping stone?"
"I……"
At this moment, the figure of the Holy Son of the Nether Clan rushed towards the two of them.
Looking at the silent two people, the Holy Son of the Underworld asked in disbelief:
"Shixuan, you guys..."
Looking at the sudden appearance of the Holy Son of the Underworld, the Holy Son of Light and Hao Shixuan's eyes flashed with a hint of contempt.
Then, the Son of Light nodded expressionlessly:
"Yes, didn't you see that we lost."
Hearing this, the Holy Son of the Underworld clashed.
He had just been completely trapped in self-doubt and had no attention to the battle at all.
The next moment, he reluctantly smiled and comforted the two of them:
"Then Wang Mang's strength is indeed strong, and it is normal for us to not compete with it."
"This situation will continue in the future, so don't take it too seriously."
"snort!"
"Let's go!"
After hearing his words, Hao Shixuan snorted disdainfully.
Even the Holy Son of Light, who was supporting him, did not give the Holy Son of the Underworld.
Looking at the two of them leaving, the Holy Son of the Nether Clan seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly became ugly.
...
After Wang Mang returned to the Battle Holy Platform, after a while, people in the domain realm flew out of the domain gate one after another.
After a moment, the battle platform was covered with figures.
The next moment, the starry sky clan leader who was in the clan leader's pavilion stood up and flew towards the stage.
With the arrival of the Starry Sky Clan leader, everyone's eyes suddenly tilted to him.
In the eyes of everyone's expectation, the Starry Sky Clan leader paused and slowly spoke:
"I announce the successful end of this endless jihad."
"The Mo tribe is the first."
"The Ancient Starry Sky Clan is second!"
"The Guangming clan is third!"
“…”
...
After the Starry Sky Tribe Chief announced his ranking of the endless holy war, everyone who watched the Ximo tribe cheered.
Not only that, the people behind the saints of the small clan who had won in Wang Mang's camp also cheered happily.
Looking at the cheering people, the starry sky leader looked very dissatisfied.
The next moment, he waved his hand and said slowly:
"Okay, be quiet first!"
As soon as the words were finished, the cheering people quieted down.
Seeing this, the Starry Sky Clan leader spoke again:
"The corresponding rewards will be distributed to all races in the top three camps."
"Discondon!"
After saying that, his figure flashed and disappeared on the Battle Holy Platform.
The next moment, the Mo people in the audience cheered and rushed towards Wang Mang.
"The Holy Son is extremely brave, suppressing all the Holy Sons and winning the first place!"
"It's so strong. It's really a blessing for me to have the Holy Son."
"That's right, the future of the Mo clan will depend on the Holy Son in the future!"
"Who will compete with such strength!"
"Son Son nb!"
...
Looking at the people who were complimenting Wang Mang in turn, Mo Wangu showed an envious expression in the crowd.
This scene was something he had imagined infinitely, but he didn't have the ability to do it.
As if he saw Mo Wangu's envy, the person beside him whispered in a complicated expression:
"Don't be discouraged, you've done a good enough job."
“It’s not something you can decide.”
Hearing this, Mo Wangu smiled relievedly and said slowly:
"Haha, there is nothing to complain about if you are not as strong as others."
Looking at Mo Wangu, who seemed to be relieved, the man beside him patted his shoulder.
However, what he didn't notice was the dimness flashing through Mo Wangu's eyes.
At this moment, Mo Xiaoyou suddenly squeezed out of the crowd and said to Wang Mang with a smile:
"It's not bad, pervert."
"I actually won the first place!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Mang's face turned dark.
Everyone around them showed strange looks.
The next moment, Wang Mang said angrily:
"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb."
Upon hearing this, Mo Xiaoyou seemed to think of something and murmured:
"Tsk, that's it."
"Um?"
"nothing."
Just as the two were quarreling, a loud voice suddenly rang:
"Wang Mang! Hand over the inherited divine objects of our bone tribe!"
This chapter has been completed!