Chapter 1609 Clown Abyss Xuan Ming!
When Wang Mang heard the three tasks released by the system, he couldn't help but be stunned.
He can understand the first two, but what the hell is this third mission?
However, the reward for the third mission is unheard of.
"The origin of the Tao rhyme?" He murmured in confusion, and Wang Mang continued: "Is the origin of the Tao rhyme?"
He frowned and began to ponder.
Compared with the previous two tasks, the reward of Task 3 is undoubtedly more attractive to Wang Mang.
Moreover, the difficulty is not very high.
As soon as he thought of this, Wang Mang immediately made a decision.
"System, choose Task Three!"
The next moment, the system's sound came with it:
[Ding! Congratulations to the host! The selection is successful! Please complete the task as soon as possible to get rewards!]
Immediately following Xuan Ming of the Abyss, Wang Mang whispered thoughtfully: "I always feel that there are some problems with this task."
"Forget it, I'll see it then."
Retracting his thoughts, Wang Mang looked at the Abyss Xuanming not far ahead.
I saw that at this time, the power of the great way was constantly gushing out from the Yuan Xuanming's body.
At the same time, his speed is getting faster and faster.
Just a moment of silence, Wang Mang was thrown away a lot.
For a moment, Wang Mang also drove the power of the great way to bless the shadow of chasing dreams.
In an instant, Wang Mang's speed soared several times.
The distance between the Abyss Xuanming gradually narrowed.
After a few breaths, Wang Mang's speed dropped again, and maintained a short distance from the Abyss Xuanming.
In this way, a stick of incense has passed.
And the abyss Xuanming also stopped in a large deserted open space.
Staring at the blue sky, the dragon pattern stick suddenly appeared in the hand of the Yuan Xuanming.
In an instant, countless powers of the great way surged out of his body and were blessed in the dragon pattern stick.
For a moment, the dragon pattern stick began to emit bursts of bright light.
As the power of the dragon pattern stick rose to its peak, Xuanming, Deep Abyss, threw the dragon pattern stick into the sky with his right hand.
The next moment, a stream of light flashed by.
Several cracks suddenly appeared in the blue sky.
Sigh!
Suddenly, there were more and more cracks in the sky, and a shattering sound slowly rang out.
Just as the dragon pattern stick continued to show its power, an extremely strong Dao rhyme immediately shot it down.
At the same time, a quiet voice slowly rang: "What? The young clan leader is thinking about it?"
As soon as the words were finished, the cracks in the sky began to heal.
An old man also appeared next to Xuanming, a latently.
Turning around and looking at the old man, Xuanming of the Yuanyuan said lightly: "Why are you the only one?"
While speaking, he also glanced at the old man.
This move naturally did not escape the old man's eyes.
He glanced at him suspiciously, and a trace of confusion flashed in the old man's eyes.
It doesn't seem like he wants to surrender.
So what is his purpose?
Although he was a little puzzled, the old man's face was still extremely calm.
What kind of waves can a mere immortal realm cause?
In the face of absolute strength, everything is futile.
He glanced at him disdainfully, and the old man said as if nothing had happened: "We ten ancestors have their own affairs."
"If you have anything to do with the young patriarch, please tell me."
Upon hearing this, Xuanming of the Deep Yuan also replied with a scent: "I know Wang Mang's location."
"But, you're probably alone..."
While speaking, he glanced at the old man with contempt.
Seeing this, the old man only felt his blood surge.
He was actually looked down upon by an ant in the Immortal Realm.
Although I really want to slap this arrogant ant to death with one slap.
However, Xuanming, the identity of the Yuanyuan, is extraordinary.
The old man's fist in his robe slowly relaxed, staring at him in a deep voice: "Young clan leader, but it's okay."
“The previous promises counted the same.”
Hearing this, Xuanming's brow frowned slightly.
How is it different from the expected situation?
Only one person has come, but there are four bad luck talismans.
There are still three people away from the goal set by Wang Mang for him.
As soon as he thought about this, Deep Yuan Xuanming pretended to think.
Then, he quarreled at the old man with a mysterious look on his face: "Do you know why Wang Mang was expelled from the Nine Abyss Clan?"
Hearing this, the old man was stunned.
He asked subconsciously: "Why?"
There is a chance!
Looking at the old man's performance, a shiny light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Yuan Xuanming.
Then, he approached the old man and said vividly: "Because he has the inheritance of ancient gods!"
"hiss!"
Hearing this, the old man took a deep breath of air conditioning.
A trace of tragedy flashed in his eyes.
However, Xuanming of the Deep Abyss did not discover all this.
At this time, he was still performing hard like a clown.
The old man cooperated very much, and he looked surprised from time to time.
He looked at the old man quietly, and Xuanming, the Yuan of Yuan, coughed twice and continued, "So do you understand?"
"The supernatural powers of the inheritor of the ancient gods cannot be broken by the four powerful people in the eternal realm."
The old man paused, suddenly showed a sudden enlightenment expression, and said, "So that's it, the young clan leader is really interested."
"I'll inform the three of you here."
"Well, remember your promise."
"Don't worry about this."
As the conversation between the two ended, the old man's figure suddenly flew upwards.
With his back to Xuanming of the Abyss, the old man's mouth slightly raised and showed a disdainful smile.
And Xuanming, who was watching him leave, smiled proudly.
What a shitty Eternal Realm powerhouse, I'm not fooled by me.
Not far away, Wang Mang, who was hiding, looked at his two arms and turned his head speechlessly.
He could see clearly the expressions of the two when they were talking just now.
"Ah, things have come to this point, so I can only wait and see what's going on."
He sighed helplessly, and a hint of melancholy appeared on Wang Mang's face.
Why didn't you find out before that this guy is so stupid?
At this moment, the figures of four Eternal Realm powerhouses suddenly appeared from the sky.
Looking at the few people, Wang Mang's pupils contracted.
In the void, Wang Mang sensed six other powerful people in the Eternal Realm.
Good guy, how cautious it is.
They were all dispatched to deal with the two juniors in the Immortal Realm?
...
At this time, in a deserted clearing.
Xuanming, the Deep Abyss, looked at the four people who were slowly coming and smiled with satisfaction.
When all four of them landed beside him, Xuanming of the Abyss calmly said: "It's quite fast."
Upon hearing this, the four old men in the Eternal Realm smiled silently.
Then, an old man wearing a white Taoist robe whispered:
"Young clan leader, now everyone is here, can you tell me?"
He glanced at him meaningfully, and Xuanming, the Yuan, said happily: "This is natural."
"Actually, Wang Mang's location is..."
This chapter has been completed!