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

Hearing this, Wang Mang said indifferently: "Hehe, I won't go back anyway."

"I said that wherever I go, people will suffer, and if I don't go, it's for her own good."

"Uh, that seems to make sense."

After thinking for a while, Shen Yuan Xuanming said in agreement.

Afterwards, he continued to ask: "By the way, brother Wang Mang, how many creatures did you slaughter last time?"

Glancing at him faintly, Wang Mang smiled and said slowly, "How much?"

The scarlet in his eyes flashed, and Wang Mang replied nonchalantly: "I don't remember this one either."

"It seems that there are three whole worlds."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Yuan Xuanming's whole body trembled for a moment.

Afterwards, he said in disbelief, "The whole world's creatures?"

Looking back at his arm, Wang Mang raised his mouth slightly: "Of course."

All of a sudden, Abyss Xuanming's breathing became rapid.

So it turns out that the world is used as a unit now?

But then he seemed to think of something, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Although he was shocked by Wang Mang's record, he was more satisfied.

Since the partners who came out together were all more ruthless than him, then he didn't have any burden to strike.

It's just a mere one, he still doesn't pay attention to the intermediate world.

If Wang Mang knew what he was thinking, he would definitely laugh at him mercilessly.

At this moment, Wang Mang looked at his arm intently and said, "By the way, the first stop is the intermediate world."

"Have you ever been to other intermediate worlds?"

The purpose of Wang Mang's words was to see what Abyss Xuanming had learned.

After all, the middle-level world is still a difficult bone for him now.

Of course, this is the case without using the power of the black mist in the body.

Wang Mang also didn't know how to understand the black lines in his body.

After he obtained the mysterious supernatural power of the Supreme Devouring Hand.

The cautious Wang Mang immediately thought of nature as the origin of the name and self in his body.

However, Wang Mang was taken aback when his divine sense peered into his abdomen.

The black lines covering the origin of my name have shrunk back to one tenth of the original.

Thinking of the black lines on his arms, Wang Mang couldn't help but feel puzzled.

It's hard not to think of the two together.

"Is this the so-called assimilation?"

Repeatedly looking at his arm, Wang Mang muttered thoughtfully.

At this moment, a dazzling beam of light suddenly lit up.

At the same time, the voice of Abyss Xuanming also rang out: "Brother Wang Mang, we are here."

Hearing this, Wang Mang slowly got up and walked towards him.

At this moment, countless dazzling lights flickered.

At the same time, several waves of avenue bombardment appeared in Wang Mang's perception.

However, none of these attacks came towards the altar, so Wang Mang didn't care too much.

Squinting his eyes, Wang Mang asked suspiciously, "What's going on?"

Abyss Xuan Ming on the side paused, and said slowly: "Um, it seems that we have landed in someone else's battlefield."

"What about Brother Wang Mang?"

Rumble!

Rumble!

Countless deafening roars echoed in the ears of the two from time to time.

The ground trembled slowly, and countless sand and dust were shaken into the air by the aftermath.

In an instant, Wang Mang's perception was fully opened.

In an instant, the surrounding situation appeared in Wang Mang's mind.

I saw that the two groups of people were fighting hard.

A group of people are wearing blue and white Taoist robes, while the other group is completely irregularly dressed.

As for the teleportation altar that suddenly landed next to them, they didn't pay attention at all.

For a moment, Wang Mang and Shen Yuan Xuanming looked at each other.

"Go and see the situation first?"

"I think so too."

The next moment, the figures of the two disappeared in place at the same time.

After watching for a while like this, Wang Mang probably knew the situation.

This group of people in blue and white robes are disciples of Tian Yunzong.

The other group never spoke from the beginning to the end, and Wang Mang didn't hear any useful news.

Most of these people are in the Immortal Realm, and only a few are Immortal Realm.

"Forget it."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Mang made a beheading gesture to the hidden Abyss Xuanming.

Nodding his head, Abyss Xuanming understood in an instant.

All of a sudden, two incomparably powerful avenue forces attacked the two groups of people at the same time.

Rumble!

The two powers of the Great Dao erupted at the same time, annihilating everyone present in an instant.

Since the two of them didn't stop deliberately, the power of the attack was a bit too great, leaving no corpse at all.

In an instant, the two disappeared in place.

Not long after the two left, another group of guards in armor rushed to the scene.

Looking at the scorched ground, the captain of the guard's face was full of solemnity.

After exploring the place for a while, they left without finding any useful news.

…

At this time, in a tavern with a bleak business.

The two were drinking and talking in a low voice.

A large table of food and wine, like a decoration, has not been touched much.

"Have you checked it out?"

"No." Shen Yuan Xuanming shook his head, and continued: "The lower levels of this world don't know the situation at the higher levels at all."

"In the worldview of these people, the world seems to be the only ones for them."

"I have asked several nearby cities, and they said that the strongest in this world is the existence of the Immortal Ninth Heaven."

"But how is this possible?"

Hearing this, Wang Mang frowned slightly.

After taking a sip of wine, Wang Mang asked, "Is there any more?"

Shaking his head, Abyss Xuanming shrugged helplessly.

Seeing this, Wang Mang slowly put down the wine glass, and said to him: "You wait here for me, I will come as soon as I go."

As soon as the voice fell, his figure disappeared.

The old man who was waiting to greet the guests at the door of the tavern squinted his eyes when he saw this.

Judging by their ability to come and go without a trace, these two people may not be easy.

Withdrawing his gaze, the old man's eyes returned to their previous turbidity.

From the corner of the eye to withdraw from the old man, Shen Yuan Xuanming whispered with great interest: "Interesting."

At this time, Wang Mang came to a city called Longhu City.

With full perception, Wang Mang had a panoramic view of the entire city in an instant.

Frowning tightly, Wang Mang muttered puzzledly: "It's no different from the city in the endless sanctuary."

"It's just that the combat power of the eternal realm is missing."

As soon as the voice fell, his figure disappeared instantly.

In this way, Wang Mang surveyed the situation of several surrounding cities at the same time.

"It's not right, how can there be no strong people from the eternal realm in the middle-level world?"

Looking around at the pedestrians around, Wang Mang whispered inexplicably.

The next moment ~www.readwn.com~ he disappeared again.

When he appeared, he was already in the tavern.

Looking at Wang Mang who suddenly appeared, Shen Yuan Xuanming said as expected:

"Well, is it the same as I said?"

Opening a bottle of spiritual wine casually, Wang Mang said in a deep voice, "Indeed."

"However, in this case, it is impossible."

"That is…"

Just when Abyss Xuanming was halfway through speaking, a faintly visible strange aura suddenly appeared in the perception of the two of them.