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.

rang out and shook the

the statue slid five meters away from the

majestic pressure dissipated immediately.

“That’s it?”

and arrived in front of Nash almost

down the two giant axes in his

punched out again.

The sonic boom caused

statue was knocked away

then punched out, intending

thunderous voice came.

headless shadow appeared out of thin air

hand, he held a huge ax that was almost as tall as N

in both hands and

of destroying heaven and earth slashed

had a hunch that this ax was enough to cut

held out the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron before him.

Divine Farmer’s Cauldron was blown away by the sharp edge of

on the cauldron.

What the fuck?

suddenly changed. The cauldron was a magical weapon, but it actually cracked?

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