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.

out and shook the entire tomb violently.

punched the bronze statue in the chest, and the statue slid

pressure dissipated

sneered. “That’s

slid swiftly across the ground and arrived in front of Nash

down the two giant

out

lightning. The sonic boom caused cracks to appear on the walls

bronze statue was knocked

intending to

thunderous voice

out of thin air in front of the bronze statue.

ax that was almost as

both hands and

of destroying heaven and earth

this ax was enough to cut

Divine Farmer’s Cauldron

was blown away by the sharp edge of the ax.

crack appeared on the

What the fuck?

The cauldron was a

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