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 bronze statue in the chest, and the statue slid

majestic pressure dissipated immediately.

“That’s

and arrived

the two giant axes in his hands.

punched out

The sonic boom caused cracks to appear on

was knocked

out, intending

Another thunderous voice

appeared out of thin air in front of the

held a huge ax that was almost as tall

the ax in both

capable of destroying heaven and earth slashed towar

was enough

held out the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron

was blown away by the

crack appeared on

What the fuck?

The cauldron was a magical weapon,

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