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

in the chest, and the

majestic pressure dissipated

“That’s it?”

the ground and arrived in front of

down the two giant axes

punched out

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

was knocked away again.

then punched out, intending to smash

thunderous voice

of thin air in front of

right hand, he held a huge ax

held the ax in both hands and struck

of destroying heaven and

that this ax was enough to cut him in

the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron before him.

was blown away by

on the

What the fuck?

The cauldron was a magical weapon,

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