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

Time flies, and soon 10 days have passed.

At this time, Wang Mang was drinking spiritual wine in a seat in Moxiao Pavilion.

The guests around him were no longer intimidated by Wang Mang's presence.

They were all drinking wine happily and chatting about what happened recently.

After all, in the past 10 days, Wang Mang would visit Mo Xiao Pavilion from time to time.

Now he is already a regular customer of Mo Xiao Pavilion.

I probably know all the guests who come here often.

At this moment, several familiar figures appeared in Wang Mang's field of vision.

Seeing these people coming, Wang Mang smiled and put down the empty wine jar.

Afterwards, he threw some dao crystals on the table and left slowly.

Mo Yan, who passed by Wang Mang, stared blankly at Wang Mang who was about to leave.

The next moment, he cupped his hands towards Wang Mang and said:

"Master Shengzi, what happened before is very offending."

"I don't know if I can give you a face and have a drink together?"

"Take it as an apology to you."

Hearing this, Wang Mang's figure paused.

I saw that Wang Mang didn't even look back, he just waved his hand and continued walking outside.

Seeing this, Mo Yan looked at the few people who came together with some hesitation, and said anxiously:

"What does that mean?"

Looking at it, Mo Yan had a cowardly look on his face, and Mo Xing, who was the leader among them, said speechlessly:

"Okay, how can such a big man keep you in mind?"

"Besides, the Holy Son really wants to punish you, so why are you still doing well now?"

"Don't worry about it, we won't be drunk and we won't go home today!"

Hearing this, Mo Yang, who was still a little worried, immediately said in relief:

"makes sense."

…

At this time, Wang Mang was walking on the street with people coming and going.

Passers-by around him, when they saw Wang Mang and the token on his waist, would respectfully say:

"Master Holy Son!"

…

Wang Mang didn't pay attention to this.

Just like that, Wang Mang walked aimlessly on the street.

At this moment, the voice of the blood coffin sounded in Wang Mang's mind:

"Wang Mang, take a look and see what I found?"

Hearing this, Wang Mang was stunned for a moment, then he said lightly:

"Oh? It seems that the corpse of the inheritor of the ancient gods really made you research something?"

The next moment, the blood coffin said excitedly:

"Go back to your residence first."

"After all, the amount of information in this thing is a bit large!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Mang's eyes flashed and looked at the pedestrians around him.

Then, he spoke to the blood coffin:

"it is good."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Mang's whole body erupted with violent avenue fluctuations,

All of a sudden, the pedestrians around him avoided him in panic.

boom!

With a loud noise, his figure disappeared, leaving only cracks all over the ground.

Seeing this, the pedestrians around immediately pointed to the direction where Wang Mang left:

"Fuck, this powerful Dao fluctuation is worthy of being Lord Shengzi."

"That's right, with Lord Shengzi, the Mo tribe's performance in the endless holy war will definitely not be bad this time!"

"Hehe, ignorant and ignorant, Master Shengzi easily defeated Mo Wangu in the competition with Mo Wangu!"

"Oh? Tell me about it. My wife just gave birth that day, so I didn't have time to watch the match."

"Ahem, why don't you buy me a drink?"

"Okay, Mo Xiaoge let's go!"

…

After a while, Wang Mang arrived at his residence in the Mo tribe.

Returning to the bedroom in a hurry, Wang Mang silently said to the blood coffin:

"Okay, let's talk about it now!"

The next moment, the voice of the blood coffin sounded slowly:

"Hehe, you should take a look for yourself!"

As soon as the words fell, a blood-red light cluster flew straight into Wang Mang's primordial spirit.

In this regard, Wang Mang did not have the slightest resistance.

All of a sudden, in Wang Mang's primordial spirit, blurred images slowly appeared.

The picture that Wang Mang saw at this time was presented from the first perspective of the inheritor of the ancient god.

I saw countless old men around, and one of them whispered to him:

"Sheng Yuanzi, you have to pay attention next time."

"If you are not careful, you will be lost forever!"

"I know the suzerain!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man activated the bullying pattern!

Immediately, the bullying pattern under their feet began to tremble.

…

This is the end of the first screen, followed by the second screen.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo!"

A rapid exhalation sounded out loud.

I saw that the place where the bullying pattern was originally arranged has been surrounded by countless black mist.

Countless Eternal Realm powerhouses around him also fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The next moment, a supreme aura slowly came from the sky.

Then, the sky seemed to be split open, and a huge crack appeared.

Immediately, six curtains of light containing the supreme truth refracted from the crack.

For a moment, the space was frozen, and the long river of time seemed to stop, and countless avenues resonated.

Afterwards, a giant hand that covered the sky exuded a destructive dao rhyme and photographed it.

In an instant, the space was shattered, and time began to flow turbulently.

The next moment, the giant hand grabbed the surviving inheritor of the ancient god.

Seeing this, the ancient **** inheritor seemed to understand something, and said with a bitter smile:

"Hahaha, that's how it is."

"Everyone in the world has misunderstood the curse inherited by the ancient gods."

...

Seeing this shocking scene, Wang Mang, who came back to his senses, whispered to himself:

"What is that giant hand?"

"This kind of power is no more than a quasi-eighth-rank peerless powerhouse?"

The reason for saying this is because Wang Mang has experienced the power of a blow from a quasi-eighth-ranked powerhouse in the abyss world.

The next moment, the voice of the blood coffin sounded in his mind:

"Well, I was very shocked when I first saw it."

"Tell me whose hand it will be?"

Hearing this, Wang Mang asked with some doubts:

"How did you capture these images?"

As soon as the voice fell, the blood coffin replied immediately:

"I can absorb the unknown rhymes left on the corpses of the inheritors of the ancient gods."

"These pictures are what devoured those Daoyun's own. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

After hearing the explanation of the blood coffin, Wang Mang said slowly:

"Well, it's just that the hand really surprised me a little."

"Could it be the hand of the ancient god?"

Hearing this, the blood coffin replied with some uncertainty:

"That's not clear to me."

"Stop talking, I need to fall into a deep sleep again."

As soon as the voice fell, it suddenly fell silent.

…

At this time, in an unknown space.

Six vague figures gathered together to discuss something:

"It's all sensed, someone in the second ring universe has spied on our actions."

"Yes, normally, there is no one in the second-ring universe who can deduce our information."

"Maybe it's those guys?"

"Hmph, they really thought that they could come to us by stepping on Tongtian Road and be equal to us."

"Haha, that's just what we created."

"That's right, with the joint efforts of the six of us, it is impossible for anyone to successfully enter this place!"