"Exception, exception?"

There seemed to be a few figures passing through my vague memory, but I couldn't remember them for a long time.

He looked dazed for a moment and subconsciously murmured: "Who is there?"

About a stick of incense passed before he came back to his senses.

"Is it a special case? There seems to be one, but there are very few records within the clan."

"Under the long river of time, there are evil spirits in all realms."

"Immortal, with strange fighting power."

"Can compete with the eighth level!"

Wang Mang in the Chaos Realm immediately became interested after hearing these short descriptions.

He quickly asked: "Are there other records?"

Abyssal Corpse's expression fell into memories, and after a moment he shook his head and replied: "No more, there are only a few records of this type. If you look at them too quickly, they may even be ignored."

"Although the description in the record of being able to compete with the eighth level is indeed horrifying, there are six of them at the highest level."

"So, no one cares."

"Speaking of the world of chaos you are in, it has an inseparable relationship with weirdness."

Wang Mang's pupils flashed with light: "Really?"

"In other words, this world of chaos is actually a polluted world?"

Combining the information provided by Abyss Corpse, Wang Mang took advantage of the situation and postponed his departure.

He had previously noticed that there was something inconsistent with his understanding of the chaotic world.

Although chaos is the origin of all things, it does have some turbidity.

But it's not that serious. It will directly erode people's minds.

That is completely polluted air.

It seems that the actual situation is not much different from what I guessed.

But if this is the case, why are these pseudo-eighth-levelers so sure that they are on the true path?

Wang Mang frowned, very puzzled.

Did I guess wrong or is there something attracting these people?

wrong.

At this time, Wang Mang suddenly thought of Wuya.

The man who uses himself as a reference.

Could it be that he discovered something that others didn't?

After Wang Mang pondered for a moment, he suddenly said:

"Clan leader, since you know everything, you dare to agree to the invitation of the Chaos Contract."

"It's always better to have more strength."

"With my current strength, I should have no rivals in the Second Ring Universe."

As one of the few people Wang Mang respected, he naturally didn't want anything unexpected to happen to Shen Yuangui.

At that time, you can also use this Chaos Contract to invest your own power into the second-ring universe.

After all, the other top forces have not yet liquidated themselves.

Thinking of this, Wang Mang's face suddenly showed a smearing smile.

When the time comes, no one can escape, and his own body is in this chaotic world, even the supreme one needs to take care of it.

After all, this is not in the second-ring universe.

There is also an existence that would make even the highest fear.

Thinking of this, Wang Mang suddenly felt relieved.

At this moment, the voice of Abyssal Bones suddenly echoed.

"You kid also got a Chaos Demon God."

"Since it's you, there's nothing to worry about."

"Don't pretend to be dead when you need help."

Hearing his ridicule, Wang Mang burst into laughter:

"Don't worry, if you really can't, come and mess with me in the chaos."

"Forget about the clan leader, I have to deal with some things."
Chapter completed!