Chapter 1871 Power of the Ancient Gods!(1/2)
In a short while, Wang Mang's body recovered again.
Before its consciousness returns to its body, the croaker strikes again.
A pair of sharp claws swung back and forth, like a tofu padding.
Wang Mang's proud God-refining body was powerless in front of these sharp claws with cold light, and his stomach was instantly opened.
The speed was so fast that Wang Mang's consciousness didn't even have time to return, and his body began to reorganize again.
The thin silver-white time lines begin to intersect and entangle, and soon evolve into human form.
Staring at this situation, the squid frowned immediately.
Can't really be killed?
Although he was puzzled, his hands did not stop at all.
Whenever Wang Mang's body is reorganized, only the last link of consciousness returning, the Bear will ruthlessly tear open his body.
The body, which suffered fatal damage, triggered the constant time body to be recasted by the thin line of time again.
It took a long time to fall over and over again, and a stick of incense passed.
Staring straight at the constant thin line of time, the Bear stopped moving and did not take action.
Finally! After being tortured several times, Wang Mang's consciousness could be regarded as returning to his body.
Of course, Wang Mang himself is not clear about this situation.
For him, he had only recovered and only a moment passed.
"Hehe." Looking at the face of the beautiful country's beautiful face filled with doubt, Wang Mang sneered with a teasing and sneering.
The next moment, four avenues surged out of his body at the same time, like a tide.
Several characteristics show their power at the same time, and burst out with terrifying divine power that distorts reality.
For a moment, a strong wind blew, and a sharp wind blade shot out from the body of the croaker, offsetting the forces around him that twisted reality.
After the power of the Great Dao was blocked, Wang Mang immediately retreated to the rear, and an incredible expression appeared on his face.
Just now, Wang Mang suddenly became uneasy after seeing the remaining time of the constant body.
There is still more than one stick of incense left???
What's the situation? Haven't you recovered once?
Is there a stick of incense gone?
Seeing that the croaker did not attack, Wang Mang quickly murmured in his heart: "System, what's going on?"
"It's a failure?"
After saying that, Wang Mang immediately looked at the Crabbear again. Seeing that the latter still had no intention of taking action, Wang Mang felt relieved.
[Ding! Answer to the host: The system will not experience any targeted and serious problems.]
Upon hearing this, Wang Mang's eyes suddenly saw a trace of confusion, and his face was still calm and calm.
Doesn’t this mean that it took more than an incense to restore your body?
Is this so possible?
With such confusion, Wang Mang also drove the Space Avenue to launch an attack on the Crow Que.
A fault suddenly appeared in the space around it and revealed the void.
However, the body of the croaker was unscathed.
Its body has become so strong that it is incredible.
The power of space is hard to hurt it.
Of course, this is also the reason for the strength of Wang Mang's Dao.
Wang Mang narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little awesome in his heart.
I don't believe that its body can resist the top-grade divine weapons of the seventh level.
….The next moment, a ripples of space suddenly appeared in Wang Mang's right hand, and the slaughtered halberd suddenly disappeared into the space, replaced by the snow-white chasing sword.
The sharp sword energy rippled out and cut open everything around him.
With the appearance of the magic sword, a touch of solemnity suddenly appeared on the face of the Bearded Bird.
The wisps of green gauze on his body began to flutter randomly with the emergence of the strong wind.
The faintly exposed part is full of imagination.
The bitter wind swept the power of the stars, constantly rippling towards the surroundings, and confronting the sword energy.
Seeing this, Wang Mang swallowed inexplicably.
A severe sense of crisis suddenly spread in my heart.
suddenly!
A black shadow appeared in front of Wang Mang, so fast that he could not react.
Come again??
Puchi!
Wang Mang's body was cut open again and he lost consciousness.
The silver-white thin line of time reappears and floats in the space.
Faced with such a situation, the Crown also waved his sharp claws with a cold face, even if he could not attack now.
The sharp wind was compressed to the extreme and exposed it among its sharp claws.
After a few breaths, Wang Mang's body recovered again.
Puchi!
The figure with his body cut out came out, and Wang Mang's body broke directly.
Another stick of incense has passed.
During this period, Wang Mang has been killed dozens of times.
Seeing that the thin line of time still appeared unchanged, the doubts in the heart of the Bear Bird became even more serious.
Isn't this going to die?
Thinking of this, the Beard's arms gradually increased.
It was another half of the incense stick that passed, and it was only a dozen breaths before the end of the constant body.
Finally, the croaker stopped again.
After Wang Mang's consciousness returned, he looked at his personal information and his pupils suddenly contracted.
"Comrades! Power!"
Wang Mang immediately began to contact the remnant soul of the ancient god.
"receive!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura suddenly burst out from Wang Mang's body.
The fierce air swayed away everything around him, including the croaker.
An ancient aura emanated from Wang Mang's body.
Countless tiny runes crawled out of the surface of Wang Mang's skin.
The aura of the innate gods in the universe enveloped the entire special world and directly covered the majestic aura of life of the ancient starry beasts.
For a moment when this aura appeared, the ancient starry sky beast in the sky switched to the "virtual" form as if it were accomplished.
The shawl, not far from Wang Mang, was even more trembling, and a look of panic appeared on his pretty face.
The absolute sense of oppression from the depths of the soul made its pupils shrink.
"This damn sense of power!" Wang Mang looked at his body with a ferocious look, and the scarlet in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
The violent tearing made him tremble all over.
However, the pleasure of the rapid expansion of power made him subconsciously ignore it.
Looking at the dense runes on his hands, Wang Mang grinned and grinned.
"Hahaha! This familiar power!"
At this time, Wang Mang's whole body was wrapped in a dark gold aura, and the space around him collapsed directly, revealing the void!:
The powerful wild aura of the ancient god constantly rendered the surrounding area.
After looking around for a while, Wang Mang turned his gaze on the croaker.
Facing Wang Mang's extremely scarlet eyes, the Chou felt that he had lost his soul and his mind suddenly surged.
The unparalleled sense of oppression makes it continue to suffocate.
To be continued...