Chapter 1150

Lazarus leaned closer to Nash nervously.

“What is it? I don’t seem to hear anything!”

Nash shone his flashlight on the two-meter-tall bronze statue.

The statue held an ax in both hands. He had a ferocious grin on his face. His eyes were as wide as bells.

Just one look would make one’s heart tremble.

Nash looked into the statue’s eyes, and a majestic voice suddenly came into his ears. “Kneel…”

The voice was like thunder.

Nash’s energy and blood surged. The mental power in his mind almost collapsed.

He used his true energy to resist this pressure.

Spider-web-like cracks spread in all directions on the stone bricks underfoot.

“My ass! Eight Desolate Crumbling Fist!”

Nash gritted his teeth, clenched his fist, and punched out.

explosion rang out and shook the

in the chest, and the statue slid five meters away

majestic pressure dissipated

sneered. “That’s it?”

across the ground and arrived in

two giant axes in his hands.

out again.

The sonic boom caused cracks to appear on the walls of the underground palace.

was knocked away

out, intending to smash the statue.

Another thunderous

shadow appeared out of thin air in front of the

ax that

held the ax in both hands

heaven and earth slashed towar

hunch that this ax was enough to cut

held out the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron

Cauldron was blown away by the

crack appeared on the cauldron.

What the fuck?

a magical weapon, but

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