Nine hundred and eleven mighty(2/2)
And Wang Meng's level of control over fate can be counted on one hand.
Unknowingly, the monks from the Half-Dead and Half-Living Group, the Immortal Time Group, the Dice-Throwing Circus, and the Hongtian Group all stood up, and Tianxiang opened his eyes!
A strange atmosphere filled the whole place.
Wang Meng is like a god!
In the blink of an eye, the powerful attack of the dead group came to nothing.
Those who knew Wang Meng but not Wang Meng all felt their throats were a little dry. Needless to say, the Jiang family, Wang Meng was already too far away from them. Once upon a time, when they were young, they would have wanted Wang Meng to stumble, but now, Wang Meng has exclusive control.
The group of dead men holds the world in their hands.
Ji Ruyan's mood was the most complicated. She always felt that Wang Meng would fail in the first dojo and would eventually lose. This time gap could never be made up.
She hopes to see Wang Meng fail. Maybe this way, her mood will be balanced. Even if Wang Meng is strong, there is no way he will have no opponents, and even the Ji family is not sure that they can make it through to the next round.
And now.
The interesting smile on this man's face makes people feel that all this is just a game to him!
A game with a determined outcome!
The group of dead people walked out from the Road to Underworld. If it weren't for the Road to Underworld, they wouldn't have been able to get through with just that move.
Only complete order can fight against order.
Guang Ling was the leader, and the five people sang loudly at the same time. It was a wonderful mantra, as if they were worshiping death.
This is the ultimate killing move of the Dead Man Group.
And Wang Meng has been locked, which is unsolvable - the road to hell.
Chapter completed!