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 entire

in the chest, and the statue slid five meters away from the

majestic pressure dissipated

“That’s

ground and arrived in front of Nash almost instantly..

brought down the two giant axes in his hands.

punched out again.

The sonic boom caused cracks to appear on the walls

statue was knocked away again.

punched out, intending to smash the

thunderous voice came.

headless shadow appeared out of thin air in

hand, he held a huge ax that

in both hands

capable of destroying heaven

hunch that this ax was enough to cut

out the Divine Farmer’s

away by the sharp

appeared on the

What the fuck?

changed. The cauldron was a

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