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.

and

the statue slid

majestic pressure dissipated immediately.

“That’s

swiftly across the ground and arrived in front of

giant axes in his

out

boom caused cracks to appear on the

bronze statue was knocked away

punched out, intending to

thunderous voice

thin air in front of the

held a huge ax that was almost as tall as

held the ax in both hands and

destroying heaven and earth

a hunch that this ax was

out the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron before him.

Divine Farmer’s Cauldron was blown away by

appeared on the

What the fuck?

was a magical weapon, but it actually cracked?

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