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Chapter 1601 Repel the incoming Eternal Realm powerhouse!

 For a moment, the attacking people retreated violently into the distance.

Staring at them, Wang Mang didn't intend to stop just like that. Anyway, he had used all this power and it wouldn't be short of time.

With his eyes focused, countless devouring avenues surged from his body towards the phantom.

With the blessing of the power of the avenue, the shadow behind him began to slowly raise his hand.

In an instant, a tiny whirlpool suddenly appeared above Wang Mang's head.

An extremely deep devouring force began to affect the Tao Yun in the surrounding space.

The rainbow-like Tao Yun began to slowly flow towards the vortex under the pull of the devouring force.

At the same time, the space returned to normal again.

Suddenly, the altar at Wang Mang's feet began to tremble crazily.

As the space around the altar began to gradually distort, a space passage that penetrated heaven and earth suddenly appeared.

The teleportation altar also began to gradually rise.

Staring at the dozens of people who were getting smaller and smaller in his sight, Wang Mang gritted his teeth and retracted his appearance of gods and demons.

The next moment, the scene around the altar suddenly changed.

At the same time, the teleportation altar also completely disappeared into the top world of the abyss.

Looking at the empty wasteland, the faces of the dozen Eternal Realm experts who tried to rob Wang Mang were extremely gloomy.

After a long silence, one of them slowly said: "Is the inheritor of the ancient gods so strong?"

After someone spoke, other Eternal Realm powerhouses also expressed their thoughts:

"Could it be that this is the power inherited by the ancient gods after breaking the curse?"

"No, I have to look at it. There must be other big secrets in this kid."

"We see the same thing. A mere inheritor of the second level of the Immortal Realm cannot defeat more than a dozen eternal realms at the same time."

"That makes sense. By the way, does the visionary shadow of Wang Mang displaying the inheritance of the ancient gods look familiar to you?"

"Hiss, from what you said, it seems like I just can't remember it."

"Wait a minute, I remember, the supreme being who fought against the will of the universe across time!"

"Yes, yes, they are quite similar."

"No matter what, go back first and resume your life with the clan leader."

"..."



Currently inside the teleportation altar.

Wang Mang sat cross-legged on the altar with his eyes closed, while Abyss Xuanming beside him was driving the power of the great avenue into the altar.

Looking at Wang Mang, Shenyuan Xuanming opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Back then, he had seen Wang Mang perform the Ancient God's inheritance.

But compared to what it is now, it's not even a little bit worse.

In the second level of the Immortal Realm, he defeated more than a dozen of the Eternal Realm!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it even to death.

For a moment, he looked at Wang Mang with eyes full of envy.

He is also a young patriarch, so why doesn't he have such an opportunity?

At this time, Wang Mang was concentrating on observing the origin of the famous avenue, and did not notice Abyss Xuan Ming's gaze at all.

Wang Mang frowned when he saw the black lines covering an increasing area on the origin of his name.

Before, it was only one-tenth of the coverage, but now it’s almost two-tenths.

If this continues, one day my true identity will be completely covered.

It seems that we should use this power as little as possible in the future.

After all, what if what my origin says is true?

Even if it is fake, this black pattern is currently more threatening.

At this moment, a heartbreaking pain came from his arm.

"hiss!"

Looking at his right arm, Wang Mang's pupils shrank.

I saw dense black lines appearing on his right arm.

And these black lines seemed to be alive, constantly flowing on his arms.

At the same time, the pain in my arm became more intense.

For a moment, Wang Mang's face gradually became distorted, and his expression became even more ferocious.

Shen Yuan Xuanming, who was standing aside, was shocked when he saw Wang Mang suddenly going crazy.

At this time, Wang Mang was like a maggot, rolling on the ground.

From time to time, he would reach out and hit the altar, and from time to time, he would use the power of the avenue to bombard his right hand.

At this moment, Shenyuan Xuanming suddenly felt that going out with Wang Mang was not a wise choice.

First, he killed the contestants who defected from the nine abyss clans, and then encountered more than a dozen powerful people from the Eternal Realm who attacked and killed them.

I thought that this journey should be uneventful.

It's his grandma's fault. I don't know what kind of illness this Wang Mang has.

If this continues, this teleportation altar will have to be dismantled by this guy.

Now they are in the space passage. If the altar is destroyed, the two of them will definitely fall into the space turbulence.

Ma De, Wang Mang has great magical powers, even if he falls into the turbulence of space, his life will not be in danger.

But he is different!

As soon as he thought of this, Shenyuan Xuanming gritted his teeth and walked quickly towards Wang Mang.

"Brother Wang Mang, what's wrong with you?"

After getting closer, he also saw clearly the strangeness of Wang Mang's right hand.

Looking at the dense and strange black lines, Abyss Xuanming swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "What the hell is this...?"

"No matter, let's control him first."

As he spoke, many great powers surrounded Wang Mang.

Suddenly, Wang Mang stopped twitching.

However, the power of Abyss Xuanming's avenue can no longer be recovered.

Just when the power of the avenue was about to hit Wang Mang.

Wang Mang suddenly raised his right hand.

boom!

As a dull sound sounded, the power of the avenue suddenly came into contact with Wang Mang's palm.

Seeing this, Abyss Xuanming quickly prepared to withdraw the power of the avenue.

Before he could take action, the scene in front of him froze him in place.

I saw that Wang Mang's palm slowly contracted, and the power of the avenue in it disappeared.

At the same time, the black lines on Wang Mang's right arm flashed for a moment and then slowly disappeared.

After being stunned for a while, Abyss Xuanming finally regained consciousness.

Staring at Wang Mang closely, he cautiously asked: "Brother Wang Mang?"

Hearing this, Wang Mang ignored him, but raised his right hand and began to observe carefully.

Just now, a strange memory suddenly appeared in his mind.

The Supreme Devouring Hand. Remnant.

It can swallow any form of power and release it in an instant.

Following the guidance in his memory, Wang Mang slowly stretched out a finger.

The next moment, a ball of energy condensed into a round shape appeared at Wang Mang's fingertips.

Abyss Xuanming, who was standing aside, stared straight ahead.

Is this a great opportunity to co-author?

As Wang Mang crushed the energy ball, Abyss Xuanming asked slowly: "Brother Wang Mang? Are you okay?"

Hearing this, Wang Mang glanced at him lightly and said indifferently: "Yeah."

"Not here yet?"

"Forehead."

Hearing this, Abyss Xuanming quickly looked around.

Scratching his head in confusion, Shen Yuan Xuanming asked Wang Mang, "By the way, where is the destination of your teleportation altar?"

Hearing this, Wang Mang also said with a puzzled face: "Destination?"

"This teleportation altar has no designated destination."

"Anyway, we will be sent to the intermediate world immediately."

Hearing this, Abyss Xuanming froze on the spot.
Chapter completed!
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