I Swear I Don’t Have A Python In My Pool

Compared to the smiles of the 16 patriarchs, Wang Mang's face was extremely ugly.

This area has been cordoned off.

The space for Wang Mang to pull is very limited.

Wang Mang, who didn't believe in evil, also used Dao Yun bombardment, trying to break the surrounding barriers.

But when his own attack fell, the bloody barrier didn't respond at all, not even a single ripple.

The people on the opposite side didn't give him too much chance to breathe, so they killed him aggressively.

Wang Mang's eyes were filled with gloom.

The current situation is very bad, unless Wu Ya can come to support.

I have no choice but to bite the bullet!

In an instant, Wang Mang's body was full of high-level rhyme, waving the massacre halberd with both hands, and his face was extremely ferocious.

The patriarch closest to Wang Mang was naturally given special care.

After splitting it with a halberd, Wang Mang's eyes were scarlet, and he swiped again with a halberd to cut him in half!

At such a moment, more than five patriarchs attacked Wang Mang together.

As a last resort, Wang Mang could only give up and use his speed to avoid it.

But in such a short moment, nearly ten blood-colored dao rhymes blasted towards him again.

And the distance is already close at hand.

The unavoidable Wang Mang shrank his pupils suddenly, devouring Dao Yun like paint and ink, and burst out in an instant.

Boom... huh!

The deafening sonic boom disappeared for a moment.

Wang Mang, whose body was subjected to dozens of impacts, suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Swallowing Dao Rhyme has maximally consumed these bloody Dao Rhymes.

But the incidental impact also made Wang Mang very uncomfortable.

At this time, around our Wang Mang, there are still countless streams of blood-colored Dao Yun surging.

Even if the maximum absorption of Devouring Dao Yun is still impossible to digest for a while, such a huge power.

Suddenly, several attacks struck again.

As the power surrounding Wang Mang became more and more intense, Devouring Dao Yun also began to be unbearable.

Faintly wasted a lot.

In desperation, he could only use Time Dao Yun to resist these forces.

With the huge consumption of power in his body, Wang Mang's body temperature began to soar rapidly.

If it hadn't been for the fact that his body had been raised to a higher level, his body would probably have been shattered.

Wang Mang also understands the situation in his body, so he must solve it quickly!

The next moment, the dao rhyme around him suddenly exploded, and at the same time the bloody dao rhyme was shaken back a little, the whole person turned into an afterimage and killed a patriarch.

With a swish, the massacre halberd embracing Wanjun's divine power slashed at the man.

boom!

The heavy voice reappeared, and the bloody dao rhyme around the patriarch was only slightly obliterated.

Such a result made Wang Mang grit his teeth.

With one breath, Wang Mang disappeared in place again.

Sure enough, the next moment, countless bombardments attacked the place where he was originally staying.

As the temperature in his body still reached an extremely high range, Wang Mang felt a little hot.

While panting heavily, he was constantly thinking about how to deal with it.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but they were all given up because of the powerful defense of the opponent's blood-colored Dao Yun.

If it really reached that point, they could only use the power of the ancient gods.

But even if you use it, can you kill the 16 people in front?

The power of the ancient gods, one is linked to the power of the soul, and the other is the strength of one's own body.

Although during this period of time, his realm has improved by a very large span.

But there is no physical realm!

The power that can explode is at most greater, just like in the battle for the emperor of the star field before.

Not to mention that after using it, my body is already reaching its limit, and I don't know how dilapidated it will be.

Before Wang Mang could think about it, 16 and the patriarch surrounded him at the same time.

Now it can be said that Wang Mang no longer has any room to stretch.

Looking at the 16 people at this time, each of them was atrophied, and their faces were extremely pale.

Even more so than those corpses.

Under such circumstances, they didn't hesitate at all, it was Lei Ting who shot directly, wanting to suppress and kill Wang Mang as quickly as possible.

The 16 blood-colored dao rhymes waved down towards Wang Mang like the scythe of death.

Even if more blood is burned, one's own lifespan will be reduced.

They also wanted to kill Wang Mang.

Countless strands of blood glow rendered the starry sky destructive.

The crisis of death kept ringing in Wang Mang's heart.

At the very moment, a wave of recklessness reached the extreme, like the reappearance of the ancient continent, sweeping away countless blood lights around Wang Mang.

The dark golden mediation stirred up the void, faintly even threatening to shake nothingness.

The majestic and boundless black and yellow turbid air broke up the encircling formation of 16 patriarchs.

A diamond-shaped mark also faintly appeared on Wang Mang's forehead.

The aura of the cosmic gods spread like a torrential river, spreading to countless galaxies around it.

The terrifying coercion made the creatures who felt this breath start to tremble.

At this moment, Wang Mang's whole body was rippling with golden light, faintly exuding a palpitating aura.

As his eyes slowly opened, the heavenly aura shot out from them.

The appalling coercion was raised to the extreme.

A gravitational field is formed directly around.

Feeling the majestic and incomparable power in his body, the expressionless Wang Mang punched towards the group with the largest number of people.

With just one punch, the harsh wind of the fist seemed to set off a tidal storm in the universe.

The majesty of the true god is lingering!

The several patriarchs who were attacked by this force spat out blood suddenly, and the bloody dao rhyme around them dissipated a lot.

Seeing that his attack was actually effective, Wang Mang's eyes flickered and he began to punch with all his strength.

The boxing like pear blossoms in the rainstorm turned into afterimages.

The starry sky suddenly evolved, with explosions of varying degrees.

Tens of thousands of attacks mercilessly wiped out the void.

Even nothingness was shattered to pieces.

As Wang Mang's ten thousand fists landed, the bloody enchantment around him finally couldn't bear it, and turned into sporadic spots all over the sky.

As for those patriarchs, some were beaten and hid in the void, and some were unknown.

Seeing this scene, Wang Mang also said with emotion: "My Brother Mang is strong."

"How dare a group of mobs compete with Haoyue?"

While he was pretending to be aggressive, the abnormality in his body directly interrupted him.

Looking at the source of the strangeness again, his arms and jaws were already bloody.

Although just a single swing of the fist could cause great power, the fist as the medium of all these things couldn't bear it and began to collapse.

It's okay now, only the vague flesh and blood are exposed.

With this in mind, Wang Mang stopped pretending and started killing mode.

All patriarchs who can meet are greeted directly with a punch.

Today is different from the past, now with a casual punch, the blood of a certain patriarch will be splashed in the sky.

In a short time, ten patriarchs had already fallen into his fist.