Chapter 1545 Two people fighting! Domineering spirit appears!
As soon as he finished speaking, a slaughtered halberd suddenly appeared in Wang Mang's hands.
At this time, the leader of the Nether tribe was completely attracted by the phantom of the ancient god.
Looking at the phantom of the ancient god who looked like a miracle, the Nether Clan murmured in disbelief:
"What a great power this is!"
At this moment, the ancient figure of the ancient god was uncontrollably reflected in his mind.
He seemed to have seen that as the Second Ring Universe was born, several mysterious and magnificent lives slowly took shape under the continuous incubation of the universe.
One day after the ages, several indescribable terrifying auras swept across the entire Second Ring Universe.
The boundless sea of stars began to shatter under the invasion of these auras.
In an instant, the space collapsed, the long river of time ceased, and countless great ways resonated, as if they were declaring their birth.
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Just when the leader of the Nether tribe was still addicted to the scene in his mind, the power of the great way that Wang Mang secretly accumulated was already completed.
Looking at the intoxicated leader of the Nether Clan, Wang Mang muttered silently with some confusion:
"Hmm? Is there anything attractive about the phantom of the ancient god?"
While talking, he looked behind him for no reason.
Turning back, he spoke indifferently:
"Haha, it's no different from before."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure immediately attacked the leader of the Nether.
Looking at the leader of the Ming Dynasty who was still unresponsive, Wang Mang raised his lips.
The next moment, he saw his arms holding the slaughtering halberds tightly and veins bulging.
In an instant, the ultimate power made the slaughtered halberd gradually tremble.
call!
With a whistling sound, the halberd seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force and slash towards the head of the leader of the Nether Clan.
Bang!
Suddenly, a ring with mysterious runes engraved all over the body suddenly blocked the slaughtered hordes.
As this dull sounded, the leader of the Nether came to his senses.
Looking at Wang Mang who suddenly took action, a trace of blood flashed in the pupils of the Ming Clan Chief:
"Just just a phantom makes me sink into it."
"The power of the ancient god is so terrifying!"
He muttered a little in fear, and the face of the leader of the Ming clan suddenly became gloomy.
The next moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and said thoughtfully:
"I understand."
"No wonder the Nine Abyss tribes will expel you. Even the top forces dare not touch you easily."
After saying that, countless rhymes rushed out of his body.
In an instant, the ring confronting the Slaughtered Halberd emitted a terrifying halo with the blessing of Taoist rhyme.
"You are not the only one who has the top seventh-level mid-grade magic weapon!"
As soon as the words were finished, the runes on the ring began to flash.
For a moment, several extremely cold and strange auras spread.
Suddenly, the spiritual plants around the two began to dry up quickly under the invasion of this breath.
Not only that, even the power of the avenue in the surrounding area gradually dissipated.
This vision naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the distance.
Then, everyone in the Mo tribe discussed with concern:
"This leader of the Nether tribe actually took action against his juniors regardless of his face!"
"Oh, we are still too weak, so we can only watch it here and be anxious."
"It's over, Lord Saint Son is about to die!"
"The clan leader was also dragged by the bone leader!"
"Where is Mo Zu?"
At this time, Mo Xiaoyou, who was also in the crowd, looked at Wang Mang with a complicated expression.
The next moment, she hesitated for a long time and silently recited in her heart:
"I can't let him die like this!"
At the same time, she began to slowly activate the power that was silent in her body.
...
At this time, Wang Mang's situation was very bad.
Under the interference of this breath, his senses were gradually blocked.
Not only that, the flow of the power of the Great Dao in the body has also become much slower.
Looking at Wang Mang with a solemn expression, the leader of the Ming clan smiled silently.
The next moment, his figure suddenly appeared beside Wang Mang.
With a punch with Dao Yun, the color-changing space of heaven and earth was turbulent.
Seeing this, Wang Mang quickly waved the slaughtering halberd to resist.
Bang!
With a dull sound coming, an irresistible huge force came along the phlegm.
Suddenly, Wang Mang's arm bent and the slaughtered halberd also came out.
At the same time, Wang Mang felt an irresistible force that began to invade his torso.
Under the bombardment of this huge force, his figure flew backwards uncontrollably.
Bang!
The ground trembled, and Wang Mang's body slammed hard on the ground.
In an instant, the Mo tribe began to crack at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this, the leader of the Nether Clan still looked calm.
With his strength, killing Wang Mang in seconds was just a trivial matter.
"Ahem!"
Resisting the discomfort in his body, Wang Mang slowly stood up from the deep pit.
He looked at the head of the Nether Clan not far away.
Wang Mang's face was filled with anger, and his eyebrows were filled with endless tyranny!
At the same time, an unknown anger began to burn in his heart.
The next moment, an extremely domineering thought burst out from Wang Mang's soul.
In an instant, this thought turned into invisible ripples and began to spread like radiation.
In an instant, the Mo people watching the battle in the distance felt a turbulent soul, and fainted uncontrollably.
But one of them is an exception.
Mo Xiaoyou, who was mixed in the crowd, was wrapped in a few strands of half-divine rhyme, resisting the invasion of this domineering willpower.
Looking at Wang Mang who was so imposing, a little yearning appeared on Mo Xiaoyou's cheeks:
"The leader of the Netherworld tribe is worthy of being you."
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These people are more than the ones affected by this idea.
I saw that the phantom of the ancient god behind Wang Mang seemed to come alive, and a little agility appeared between his blurry eyes.
For a moment, the wild aura and Wang Mang's thoughts began to slowly combine.
Feeling Wang Mang's rising momentum, the leader of the Nether tribe spoke with some expectation:
"Oh? Is this the power of a special extreme realm?"
"Let me come and learn about it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his soul also burst out with an extremely powerful force.
For a moment, an extremely majestic thought collided with an extremely domineering divine thought.
In an instant, the wind and clouds surging around the two men, and the sky seemed to be torn apart, and countless clouds appeared faults.
The earth under the two of them was also shattering rapidly.
Two natural disaster-level forces are still bursting.
At the same time, the world will that had been sleeping for billions of years began to slowly wake up.
At this moment, the head of the Nether suddenly looked dark and showed a painful expression.
The next moment, the extremely majestic thought disappeared.
Without the constraints of this thought, Wang Mang's domineering divine thought mixed with wilderness began to explode unscrupulously.
In just a moment, this divine thought spread throughout the entire endless holy realm.
At this time, in the Yan tribe.
This domineering divine thought immediately alarmed everyone in the Flame Clan.
Yan Ling in the courtyard whispered thoughtfully:
"Well? On which day did this be the power that Wang Mang showed?"