Seeing the massacre halberd appearing in Wang Mang's hand, everyone in the distance widened their eyes.

Then, they said in disbelief:

"Wait a minute, this is the top seventh-level mid-level magic weapon?"

"Damn it, did I read that right?"

"Such a powerful aura is probably right!"

"By the way, when did the Black Ink Clan become so heroic?"

"That's right, they actually directly issued seventh-level mid-level top-level magic weapons to the saints in the clan!"

"I just don't know how much of the power of this divine weapon can be exerted by the Holy Son."

"Haha, I guess it won't be much worse than those strong men in the eternal realm."

"That's right, after all, his own power is so terrifying."

…

At this time, everyone watching the battle outside was in an uproar when they saw the massacre halberd in Wang Mang's hand.

In the pavilion where the clan leaders were, the leader of the Nether Clan slowly spoke:

"It seems that fellow Taoist Mo Yang was so eager to win that he directly got a seventh-level mid-level top-level magic weapon for his clan's Holy Son."

Hearing this, the other four clan leaders in the pavilion all looked at Mo Yang in unison.

After all, if it is true as what the leader of the Hades said, such behavior is nothing more than breaking the rules.

If all the saints in the clan are directly equipped with a seventh-level mid-level top-level magic weapon, then the endless holy war will change.

The saint sons of other small clans can also just give up participating.

As soon as they thought about this, their eyes turned sharply towards Mo Yang.

Seeing this, Mo Yang shrugged indifferently and explained:

"You also know Wang Mang's origins."

"The nine tribes of the Abyss are probably not so poor that they can't even afford a seventh-level mid-grade magic weapon."

"With Wang Mang's talent, it is not difficult to obtain a seventh-level mid-level magic weapon from the Nine Abyss Clans, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the patriarch of the Starry Sky Ancient Clan said calmly:

"Okay, there's no use worrying about this now."

"Just watch quietly!"

As he finished speaking, Mo Yang and the leader of the Nether Clan, who had wanted to speak, suddenly fell silent.

It can be seen from this that among the six clan leaders, the Starry Sky clan leader is still the leader.

Regarding this, Mo Yang said silently in his heart with a look of displeasure:

"Haha, now you should be more proud."

"I want to see what your expression will be like when Wang Mang suppresses the Holy Son of your Starry Sky Ancient Clan!"

At the same time, a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

Mo Yang seemed to have seen it, and when the time came, the Xingkong Clan leader had an ugly expression on his face.

…

At this time, in the territory of the Black Ink Clan.

Wang Mang stood on the wall of the world, holding countless Devouring Dao of Slaughter halberds to bless it.

Suddenly, an extremely sharp aura appeared around him.

At the same time, Wang Mang's long hair began to flow slowly.

Along with this, the power of the Great Dao in the Slaughter Euphorbia became more and more abundant.

Several waves of surging waves swept around Wang Mang's body.

In an instant, the aura around Wang Mang rose to its peak.

The next moment, as Wang Mang fiercely waved the massacre halberd.

A vast and boundless avenue attack roared out from the Slaughter Halberd.

Boom!

As the sky and the earth suddenly brightened up, a pillar of light that reached straight into the sky suddenly appeared.

At the same time, a deafening roar echoed through the sky.

Countless surging Devouring Avenues bombarded the surroundings unscrupulously.

Suddenly, the space around Wang Mang was collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

boom!

As a dull sound sounded, Wang Mang's avenue attack began to gradually wear away until it disappeared.

I saw that a vacuum zone had appeared around Wang Mang and the World Wall.

The fragmented space evolved into countless turbulent voids.

As for the wall of the world bombarded by Wang Mang, it has already cracked.

Seeing this, Wang Mang nodded with satisfaction and said softly:

"Not bad, it's not too strong."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned back to look for Conley.

At this time, several people in the distance were completely shocked by this scene.

They still couldn't believe that Wang Mang could forcefully break the world's walls.

This almost impossible scene was presented to them today.

For a moment, Conley, who was a little dull in the crowd, muttered to the people around him:

"is this real?"

"Is the blessing of a seventh-level mid-grade top-level magic weapon really so great?"

Hearing this, a person next to him said sympathetically:

"This... is indeed a bit unbelievable."

"But the facts are right in front of us."

After hearing his words, Conley sighed:

"With such strength, wouldn't it be like walking sideways in the endless holy war?"

"Now I understand somewhat why the Holy Son is so arrogant."

"With such strength, it is not difficult to crush the saint sons of other major clans."

…

Looking at everyone with dull faces, Wang Mang quickly flew to their side.

Then, he said calmly:

"Conley, continue to lead the way."

Hearing this, Conley, who was in the crowd, immediately replied respectfully:

"Let's go, Lord Holy Son!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew out of the crowd and rushed towards the broken wall of the world.

Seeing this, Wang Mang quickly followed.

…

At this time, the Guangming Clan Chief and the Yan Clan Chief in the pavilion looked at Wang Mang’s attack and exclaimed:

"The strength of the eternal realm?"

"How is it possible? He is clearly at the first level of the Immortal Realm?"

"With such strength, what else can compare? Wouldn't it be better to just declare that the number one is the Black Ink Clan?"

Looking at the two clan heads who were shouting, the other four clan heads were much calmer.

Obviously, they had already expected Wang Mang's strength, and such a scene could not cause much fluctuation in their hearts.

Moreover, all three of their clans have ways to deal with Wang Mang.

Seeing the performance of these two clan leaders, Mo Yang only felt a sense of secret joy.

Their Black Ink Clan can be regarded as having come to the limelight for once in the Endless Holy War.

After thinking about this, Mo Yang forced himself to smile and said:
To be continued...