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That's right, it is the yin and yang breath of the same style of Abyss Xuanming.

As expected, the three dao rhymes mastered by the red-haired old man are ice and some kind of fire, and the last one is yin and yang.

This configuration made Wang Mang feel a little envious.

Yin and Yang can perfectly reconcile the two conflicting Dao rhymes so that there will be no conflicts.

And the two strands of Dao Yun also target Yin and Yang respectively, making their power even more terrifying.

Staring at the red-haired old man in the air not far away, Wang Mang said with interest: "Old man, you only have three strands."

The voice just fell. The power of the five great powers vented directly from his body.

After hearing Wang Mang's words, the red-haired old man chuckled, and responded nonchalantly: "Strength lies in strength, not in strength."

After finishing speaking, he immediately put his hands together.

In an instant, a phantom of a yin-yang diagram appeared behind him.

At the same time, the double rhyme of ice and fire is also respectively blessed in the two ends of the phantom of the yin and yang diagram.

The faint breath revealed, making the surrounding void turbulent.

Seeing this situation, Wang Mang licked his lips subconsciously, with a playful look on his face.

Although it looked a little bluffing, he didn't panic at all.

There is no other reason. In the past, whenever there was any danger, there would be a sense of palpitation.

Not this time.

This also shows that the opponent's attack cannot pose any threat to oneself.

Thinking about it, it is as difficult as going to the sky to hurt Wang Mang, whose combat power is equal to that of the seventh heaven of the eternal realm.

At the same level, Wang Mang was already invincible, let alone two heavens lower than himself.

Wang Mang stared at the red-haired old man with scorching eyes, and he didn't intend to waste time like this anymore.

The next moment, several strands of avenue power surged from around Wang Mang towards the massacre halberd in his hand.

Previously, two defensive elders helped him resist, but this time it was different.

At the same time, with the continuous blessing of several strands of great power, the cracks on the slaughter halberd began to faintly ooze different colors of divine light.

After the slaughter halberd was promoted, it was different from the incomparable sharpness of the divine sword.

The former doesn't have that unsolvable attribute, but it's not much worse.

Compared with before, the power of the avenue that can be stored is stronger.

So far, Wang Mang doesn't know its limit.

Anyway, with the blessing of the power of the Dao, it has not reached the limit that the slaughtering halberd can be stored.

This also means that the absorption of the slaughter halberd becomes more unsolvable.

But Wang Mang hasn't used it much until now.

Suddenly, Wang Mang, who was still charging the slaughtering halberd, suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.

That is, what happens if you directly use the slaughter halberd to absorb the opponent's attack?

Although looking at the posture of the red-haired old man, the attack this time is definitely not weak and it is some kind of killing power.

But no matter how strong the supernatural power is, it is also composed of dao rhyme.

The difference between supernatural powers and the conventional dao rhyme bombardment is that supernatural powers have an extra layer of charm.

And this layer of charm can greatly strengthen the power of Dao Yun, making it exert a powerful power far beyond itself.

With this in mind, Wang Mang became more and more convinced that this idea was feasible.

Then he directly challenged the red-haired old man, "Hurry up, old man."

"I'm asking you to make a move."

As soon as these words came out, even the red-haired old man who had experienced strong winds and waves almost collapsed.

Although he couldn't understand what the other party meant, this provocation was very effective.

The red-haired old man's complexion darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.