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

Hearing the continuous shouts of the black-robed youth in his mind, Wang Mang's expression was a little dull.

Now he remembered that there seemed to be an ancient **** in his body? !

Suddenly, Wang Mang's expression became a little strange.

His grandma's, the black mist and the origin of the Great Dao in his own body.

After those two forces disappeared, he is now an ancient **** again.

Thinking of this, Wang Mang also felt speechless for a while.

Why does there seem to be some weird things in my body.

"Compatriots, compatriots!"

At this moment, the call of the young man in black came back to Wang Mang's mind again.

In an instant, Wang Mang came back to his senses.

"You are in my body?" He said in amazement.

The next moment, the slightly surprised voice of the ancient **** sounded again:

"Compatriots, you can be regarded as hearing me!"

Hearing this, Wang Mang said with a puzzled face, "Didn't you be obliterated by those six chains?"

"Why does it appear in this seat?"

As soon as the words fell, his words sounded in Wang Mang's mind again:

"Well, I don't know either."

"At that time, I seemed to have a ray of spirit left from the beating."

"Then you were dragged into your body by the chain and the black mist."

"Forehead."

After listening to his description, Wang Mang was also speechless for a while.

"So what kind of state are you in now?"

This is what Wang Mang is most concerned about now.

The spirit of an ancient **** is attached to his body. This kind of thing makes Wang Mang feel novel and surprised at the same time.

After a while, the voice of the ancient **** sounded:

"Now there is darkness in front of my eyes. Only when you cast that phantom, can I attach my soul to that phantom."

Hearing this, Wang Mang nodded thoughtfully.

After a moment of silence, Wang Mang asked lightly, "I don't know how much of your previous strength you can still exert?"

Now he has some doubts, how much power this ancient **** still has.

How can I help myself?

A long time passed like this, but the voice of the ancient **** did not sound for a long time.

For a while, Wang Mang was also silent, waiting for the ancient god's answer.

In this way, the time for another half stick of incense has passed.

Seeing that the ancient **** did not speak for a long time, Wang Mang frowned.

"Compatriots?"

"Where are you?"

After Wang Mang called several times in a row, he didn't get a response from the ancient god.

? ? ?

Will the ancient gods also be dormant?

With this in mind, Wang Mang also stopped calling the ancient gods.

The next moment, he silently said to the system in his heart:

"System, what's the situation with this ancient god?"

"Will it affect me?"

As soon as the voice fell, the system's voice also sounded:

【Ding! Answer the host! A wisp of the remnant soul of an ancient **** has no effect on the host! 】

Hearing this, Wang Mang breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it doesn't affect you, there's nothing to worry about.

An ancient **** is in his body, and there will be someone to talk with him when he is free in the future.

Wang Mang took a deep breath and looked at Abyss Xuanming.

Seeing Abyss Xuanming who was alone and drunk, Wang Mang walked slowly to his side.

"Brother Xuan Ming? Wake up."

Wang Mang patted his face and shouted.

Just like that, a few breaths of time passed.

Shen Yuan Xuanming woke up slowly under Wang Mang's slap.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and murmured impatiently: "Don't move and let me sleep for a while."

While speaking, he also stretched out his hand to open Wang Mang's palm.

Seeing this, Wang Mang's mouth twitched involuntarily.

The next moment, he said with a blank face: "The whereabouts of the inheritance of the corpse path."

boom!

As soon as the words fell, Shen Yuan Xuanming stood up abruptly and even the chair was bounced away.

"What did you say?!"

At this moment, Abyss Xuanming regained his spirit instantly, staring at Wang Mang with burning eyes.

Seeing the anticipation on his face, Wang Mang also smiled, and said, "The memory fragment I just obtained belongs to that corpse."

"Two key pieces of information were obtained from it."

"Oh? Brother Wang Mang, please come quickly." Shen Yuan Xuanming couldn't help but said.

His eyes burst out with light, and he looked straight at Wang Mang.

"Cang Yu Dynasty, Liang Qi."

Wang Mang said slowly.

Hearing this, Shen Yuan Xuanming frowned slightly: "Cangyu Dynasty? Where did you hear this name?"

The next moment, a clear expression appeared on his face and he said: "I remembered, that is a big force well-known in the Qiling Starfield!"

Hearing this, Wang Mang also squinted his eyes.

From the Enlightenment Starfield? Doesn't it mean that they have to cross the star field?

For a moment, Wang Mang also felt a little embarrassed.

Now he doesn't intend to just leave the Shenxuan Starfield just like that.

At this moment, Shenyuan Xuanming said again: "I see, it seems that I will go to Qiling Starfield next."

"Brother Wang Mang, do you want to go together?"

Hearing this, Wang Mang suddenly became silent.

"Actually, I don't plan to leave the Shenxuan Starfield for the time being."

Wang Mang stared at Abyss Xuanming, and expressed his plan.

As soon as these words came out, Shen Yuan Xuanming was startled.

"Okay, let's say goodbye, Brother Wang Mang."

"Take care of yourself!"

Abyss Xuanming withdrew his gaze and said to Wang Mang.

"You too." Wang Mang replied lightly.

The two looked at each other and nodded to each other.

The next moment, Abyss Xuanming disappeared in place.

Seeing his disappearing figure, Wang Mang's eyes returned to the previous indifference.

He glanced at his right hand and said expressionlessly: "I haven't tried the newly acquired power yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the veins on his right wall popped up.

In an instant, a mysterious and mysterious avenue of time suddenly emerged from Wang Mang's right arm.

The supreme aura instantly filled Wang Mang's whole body~www.readwn.com~ The fierce air waves made Wang Mang's long hair flutter wantonly.

The silver-white avenue of time wrapped around Wang Mang like strands of filaments.

"Is this the mysterious time avenue?"

"It really lives up to its reputation."

Feeling this majestic power, Wang Mang chuckled in satisfaction.

Time Avenue!

From now on, he is practicing both ways!

Looking at the messy tavern, Wang Mang narrowed his eyes.

The next moment, his right hand swung violently.

In an instant, the silver-thread-like avenue of time instantly covered the entire tavern.

For a moment, silver-white light flashed in Wang Mang's eyes.

"Backtrack!"

Following Wang Mang's order, the Avenue of Time covering the tavern suddenly burst into worship.

At the same time, an incomparably mysterious aura emanated from Wang Mang's right arm.

Witnessed by Wang Mang, the items in the entire tavern began to change.

The wine jar that bottomed out was once again filled with spiritual wine.

After a few more breaths, the wine jar suddenly disappeared from Wang Mang's sight.