I Swear I Don’t Have A Python In My Pool

For a moment, Wang Mang only felt in a trance.

The next moment, his expression suddenly changed.

etc! Angel of Destiny!

At this moment, Wang Mang suddenly remembered news about the latter.

Wasn't this guy killed by himself before? ?

The key is that I didn't realize it just now.

"You resurrected him?" Wang Mang looked at the light man in disbelief, exuding terrifying coercion.

At this moment, he once again remembered the memories of the God of Destiny.

As Wang Mang finished speaking, as soon as he finished speaking, the power of destiny around him began to glow with bright blue light.

Containing the infinite and mysterious power of destiny, they are intertwined to outline a magnificent road map unique to destiny.

"Dead, how can I see it?"

"Is it death?"

"The disappearance of the primordial spirit is death?"

"The annihilation of the soul is death?"

"To be forgotten is to die?"

"No, none of these. No one can achieve death in the true sense except for our six supremes."

"To be forgotten by time is death, to be ignored by space is death, to be erased by cause and effect is death, to be reversed is death, to be erased by reincarnation is death, to be tampered with by fate is also death."

"If even the right to die is in the hands of others, how can we talk about death?"

The words of the Messenger of Destiny are like the elucidation of the ultimate path, shocking the heart and shaking the soul.

Between the words, there is infinite scorn and contempt for eternity.

"Hand over what doesn't belong to you."

"Otherwise, one's true destiny will be lost and he will never enter the six paths of reincarnation."

The loud voice of the great avenue came to Wang Mang from all directions.

Even the Swallowing Dao Yun with the bonus of Chaos Hungry Ghost cannot shake the slightest bit of power of fate.

At this time, Wang Mang was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, with no room for resistance.

Seeing the messenger of destiny who kept showing off in front of him, Wang Mang gritted his teeth.

It's grandma's fault, the eighth-level supreme has the nerve to pretend in front of her.

If possible, Wang Mang could not wait to go up and give him two big dicks.

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly appeared in Wang Mang's mind.

"Want to give him a few blows?"

Um?

Wang Mang was a little confused and muttered silently without knowing why:

"Who are you?"

The voice did not respond to Wang Mang immediately, but only echoed in his mind again after a few breaths.

"It does not matter."

"Just answer me."

Wang Mang quickly glanced around.

Except for a small circle around it, the power of destiny has permeated everything around it.

It's probably impossible to escape by yourself.

As for the system's proxy printing.

Last time I gave all my savings to Huo Huo.

Although it is to save myself, but...

Well, anyway, I have no other choice but to believe in the unknown existence.

"think!"

Wang Mang thought silently in his heart and recovered the unknown existence.

At the same time, he also had some doubts in his heart as to who was helping him in this chaotic world.

Can the eighth-level supreme person on the opposite side be able to defeat him?

After a moment, that voice appeared in Wang Mang's mind again.

"Great, you can do whatever you want from now on."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Wang Mang could react, sporadic black mist suddenly appeared from his soul.

As the black mist emerged, the power of fate surrounding Wang Mang was suddenly infected.

In just an instant, half of the Destiny Sea was covered by black mist.

This speed of spread can only be described as terrifying.

The moment he saw the black mist, the messenger of destiny suddenly lost his composure.

"Huh? Didn't Gui Xu stop you?"

He was a little confused, but he was still ready to fight.

The vast azure power of destiny continued to spread from around him.

The heavenly aura of supreme destiny almost materializes and crushes endless chaos.

Although he did not come in his true form, his invisible aura still intimidated everyone.

But Wang Mang is not bad at all.

At this time, Wang Mang was in a very mysterious state.

Although these black mist are not his power, he can control them.

The evil auras from all over the world continued to converge towards his soul, making him feel uncomfortable.

But this feeling of omnipotence made Wang Mang unable to stop.

The corner of Wang Mang's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes vaguely flickered with a strange light that could stain the world forever.

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"Hahaha……"

Wang Mang's arrogant laughter spread throughout the chaotic world, and the strange and ominous aura stirred the chaos.

At this moment, all creatures in the chaotic world were trembling.

What kind of smell is that?

Just a few perceptions seem to be assimilated, enough to erode the soul and soul.

What kind of existence can exude such aura?

Unimaginable evil spirits and negative news flood the world of chaos.

The strange aura that spread like a virus caused the chaotic turbidity to surge continuously.

The chaotic air permeating the chaotic world also began to reveal the accumulated negative energy.

At this moment, the essence of chaos seems to have surfaced.

There is chaos in the entire chaotic world, and the pseudo-eighth order is crazy! The Chaos Beast trembles!

His eyes were returning to the sea of ​​destiny.

Unimaginably vast emotions and energies are continuously gathering here from various places in the Chaos Realm.

This also caused the face of the Messenger of Fate to change.

"Hahaha." Surrounded by endless black mist, Wang Mang laughed wildly and rushed towards the envoy of fate.

Seeing this, the Messenger of Destiny snorted coldly, and the whole body also glowed with bright light.

When the two completely different forces collided, a terrifying blast erupted.

In an instant, the Chaos Realm began to vibrate violently.

The aftermath of the extreme path that can annihilate everything continues to spread out from the sea of ​​destiny.

Feeling the continuous power of the black mist, Wang Mang seemed to be sublimated to the extreme.

Under his control, the billowing black mist exudes a strange and terrifying taboo atmosphere.

At this moment, even the Chaos Realm couldn't bear this force and collapsed.

At the same time, a little bit of black mist appeared in various places in the universe from the first ring to the seventh ring.

The strange and ominous black mist suppressed the heavens and myriad ways, constantly infecting and devouring everything it touched.

It was also at this moment that the endless creatures in the seven universes began to howl.

In the days long in the future, this day is also called the origin of darkness and unknown by all beings, and the memory is still fresh.

Of course, this is all for later.

At this time, Wang Mang was covered in black mist, and greeted the messenger of fate with fists and feet.

Although the Messenger of Destiny is powerful, he who has not used this kind of fighting method for an unknown number of eras suddenly retreated steadily.

The strength that this body can exert is limited, and this is a weird home field.

After a while, he was actually suppressed!

Wang Mang's fist like pear blossoms in a rainstorm has the feeling of beating the master to death with random punches.