There Are Really No Pythons In My Reservoir

After hearing what Elder said.

Wang Mang was stunned immediately.

What does this Elder mean?

At this time, this Elder looked indifferent and said:

"At that time, the Holy Lord owes you a favor!"

"Holy Lord, naturally he won't treat you badly."

"Junior, can you understand what the old man means?"

After listening to this Elder.

Wang Mang suddenly guessed it.

The Holy Lord wants the position of the holy son.

Moreover, those who are participating in the battle of the holy sons are definitely in a very good relationship with the Holy Lord.

Thinking of this, Wang Mang's heart suddenly sank.

Isn't this too doggie?

Daddy finally got the position of the Son of God.

As a result, the Holy Lord wanted to arrange for his own person to take the position?

Thinking of this, Wang Mang was very upset and said without hesitation:

"Senior, don't talk about it. I am determined to win the position of Saint Son."

Hearing this, this Elder said blankly: "Whatever you want."

He also knew that Wang Mang was very hardworking for the position of the saint son.

Even paid a lot of price and directly killed all competitors.

It was him who had to change it, and he definitely didn't want to say anything.

Therefore, this Elder nodded to Wang Mang indifferently:

"Now that you have a decision in your heart, go in there!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Mang breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this Elder didn't stop him.

It's just a message to the Holy Lord of Sacred Land.

But Wang Mang knew that he would also offend the Holy Lord by participating in the battle of the Saint Son.

But Wang Mang had no choice, he couldn't just give up the position of the saint son, right?

Moreover, the position of the saint son was spared by Wang Mang's efforts.

How could it be possible for the Holy Lord to directly arrange for people to get something for nothing?

At this point, Wang Mang stepped into the Sacred Land without hesitation.

And, rushed towards Sacred Land, the martial arts field.

The martial arts field is the Sacred Land, the place where the Sacred Children's campaign is held. The venue is vast.

As soon as Wang Mang arrived at the martial arts field, he saw that the crowd was crowded around the stage at the center of the martial arts field.

On the huge stage in the center of the martial arts field, there is a handsome young man in white robe standing with his hands holding his hands, with a triumphant expression on his face.

Similarly, on the side of the stage are five Holy Lords of Elder and Sacred Land.

At this time, one of the Elders suddenly spoke:

"The Empress of the Three Fragrant Fragments! If no one challenges the Bones, then the position of the Saint Child belongs to the Bones!"

As the voice of this Elder just fell, the core disciple underneath talked a lot.

"How can this guy, Ho De, become the saint son of Sacred Land?"

"That is, if it's not for those peerless Tianjiao who are fighting too hard and killing each other, where will they get him?"

"Yes, the position of the saint son should belong to Wang Mang."

"As a result, this guy was also unlucky enough. He was chased and killed by the elder powerhouse of the respected family, and now I don't know where to hide."

"This kid Wang Mang is too cruel. In order to become the Son of God, he simply killed all the competitors of the Son of Sacred Land in Sacred Land."

"Yeah! If it weren't for Elder, everyone would be in the dark."

"I'm a ruthless person, in order to get the position of the holy son, it is cruel and cruel to the limit!"

"There is a fart for being fierce? The result? Isn't it the great-great-grandson of the Holy Lord."

"It's probably the so-called. You can't find a place to step through the iron shoes. It's not a lot of effort to get it!"

After hearing the public opinion present, Wang Mang couldn't help being shocked.

He didn't expect that the own thing had already spread in Sacred Land.

"Fuck, it seems that Sacred Land, the devil, definitely knows about my pitting the dead son to compete for participants."

"However, since they haven't pursued it, that means they won't bother me."

Thinking of this, Wang Mang was relieved secretly.

Because before entering Sacred Land, Wang Mang was actually quite nervous.

But now it seems that there is nothing wrong with it, which also made Wang Mang a sigh of relief.

At this time, a majestic and old voice sounded again:

"If no one challenges Mr. Bone, then Mr. Bone is the son of Sacred Land."

"Is there anyone who opposes Mr. Bone? If you object, come up and defeat Mr. Bone!"

Hearing this, Wang Mang suddenly raised his head and saw it. Elder on the stage also looked at him indifferently.

Similarly, Wang Mang also discovered that San Elder, who was not far away, nodded slightly towards him.

Seeing this scene, Wang Mang knew that he was ready to take the stage.

Therefore, Wang Mang said without hesitation: "I object!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Mang even took out the Immortal Emperor mask and put it on his face.

Afterwards, a crowd of Sacred Land disciples jumped onto the stage under the surprised gaze.

Bone King, who was full of pride, suddenly stiffened when he saw Wang Mang.

Especially when he felt the Cultivation Base of Emperor Wang Mang's Second Stage, his face was extremely difficult to look.

Because his ancestors have already told him.

If Wang Mang hadn't returned, the position of the saint son of Sacred Land belonged to him.

But if Wang Mang came back, he would take the initiative to admit defeat and stop thinking about fighting for the position of the Son of God.

But Bone King was not reconciled.

Because if Wang Mang comes back later.

The seat of the Son is his.

But just when he was about to win the position of Saint Son, Wang Mang actually came back!

This made him willingly let out, how could he be willing?

Thinking of this, Lord White Bone's face was sullen, and Voice Transmission threatened:

"Wang Mang, are you sure you want to offend my ancestor?"

"My ancestor is the Holy Lord of Sacred Land."

"If you take the initiative to retreat and give up the position of saint son, daddy will not care about you."

"Otherwise, don't blame daddy for being rude to you!"

After hearing the threat of the voice transmission of the white bone monarch.

Wang Mang smiled suddenly, then looked at Elder and asked, "Elder, can we start?"

Hearing this, this Elder nodded blankly and said:

"The battle begins! Regardless of life or death, the winner will continue to stand on the stage and have the right to compete for the position of the Son!"

After speaking, the late stage Elder of the Saint retreated to the edge of the stage and stood with the rest of Elder.

At the same time, there is an extra barrier on the stage, a space blockade!

Suddenly, on the huge stage, only Wang Mang and Bai Bone Jun were left.

At this time, the ugly King Bones took out a Medicine Pill from his body and took it.

Then, under Wang Mang's surprised gaze, he saw this guy's face flushing.

At the same time, his original Ninth Stage Cultivation Base has skyrocketed to a Saint Emperor level existence.

After a while, his strength still skyrocketed to the peak of the Holy Emperor First Stage!

At this moment, Lord White Bone looked at Wang Mang with a grim look, and roared: "I want you to die, kid!"

After the roar of anger sounded, King White Bone's figure flashed, and he slaughtered towards Wang Mang!

Seeing this scene, Wang Mang suddenly sneered and changed his hand seals:

"Dawei Tianlong!"

Accompanied by Wang Mang's anger.

A terrifying and huge black thunder dragon swept out of Wang Mang's body.

This Thunder Dragon instantly opened its teeth and danced its claws, and then culled toward this guy!

"The Great Seal!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Bone Lord bursting out, condensed a huge seal.

Afterwards, he rushed up to the Thunder Dragon that Wang Mang displayed!

But at The next moment, the Bone King was blasted out by the Terror Thunder Dragon!

Accompanied by a screaming scream.

Lord White Bone directly smashed and landed on the space barrier.

Similarly, the amount of blood on his head was nearly 11,000.

At this moment, half disappeared in an instant, and only five thousand blood remained!

Just one move! This guy was severely injured by Wang Mang!

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