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

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

pressure dissipated immediately.

sneered. “That’s it?”

ground and arrived in front of Nash almost

down the two giant axes in his hands.

out

fast as lightning. The sonic boom caused cracks to appear on the

statue was

intending to

Another thunderous voice came.

of thin air in front of the bronze

a huge ax that

in both hands and struck forward.

of destroying heaven and earth slashed

hunch that this ax was enough to cut him in

out the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron before

Cauldron was blown away by the sharp edge of the

appeared on the cauldron.

What the fuck?

was a magical weapon,

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