Chapter 1150

Lazarus leaned closer to Nash nervously.

“What is it? I don’t seem to hear anything!”

Nash shone his flashlight on the two-meter-tall bronze statue.

The statue held an ax in both hands. He had a ferocious grin on his face. His eyes were as wide as bells.

Just one look would make one’s heart tremble.

Nash looked into the statue’s eyes, and a majestic voice suddenly

came into his ears. “Kneel…”

The voice was like thunder.

Nash’s energy and blood surged. The mental power in his mind

almost collapsed.

He used his true energy to resist this pressure.

Spider-web-like cracks spread in all directions on the stone bricks

underfoot.

“My ass! Eight Desolate Crumbling Fist!”

Nash gritted his teeth, clenched his fist, and punched out.

out and shook the entire

the bronze statue in the chest, and the

away from the ground.

pressure

sneered. “That’s it?”

across the ground

almost instantly..

giant axes in his

out again.

as lightning.

the walls of the underground palace.

was knocked away

then punched out, intending

thunderous voice came.

out of thin air in front of the bronze

statue.

hand, he held a huge ax that was almost as

both hands and struck forward.

destroying heaven and earth

Nash.

a hunch that this ax was enough

Divine

Farmer’s Cauldron was blown away by the sharp edge of the ax.

appeared on the cauldron.

What the fuck?

expression suddenly changed. The cauldron was a magical weapon, but it actually

out with the ax and then

to Nash and asked with concern,

“Are you okay?”

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