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Immediately, the pockmarked old man also immediately drove Dao Yun to wrap himself completely.

boom! boom! boom!

A sparse muffled sound continued to come from the Dao Yun on the surface of his body.

Casually glanced at the power of the Great Dao that erupted on his body, and the pockmarked old man chuckled disdainfully.

For one's own defense, such an attack is useless.

At this time, where he couldn't see clearly, a smile appeared on Wang Mang's face.

At this moment, Wang Mang saw Wang You beside him.

Seeing that this guy not only didn't come to help, but paddled aside, Wang Mang's face turned black.

Grandma, this guy still can't get rid of this habit.

"Go and help Wang Concern, as long as I'm here." Wang Mang told him.

Hearing this, Wang You was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly asked via voice transmission: "Then the points...?"

The corner of Wang Mang's mouth twitched, and he quickly replied via voice transmission: "It's still yours."

As soon as these words came out, a light appeared in Wang You's eyes.

Then he left immediately without hesitation, for fear that Wang Mang would suddenly regret it.

After seeing him leave, Wang Mang shook his head and looked away.

At this time, the old man was still entangled by several strands of great power, making it difficult to move.

Of course, this is also the dao rhyme he is willing to consume too much.

But when he knew that he could hardly pose any threat to Wang Mangzhao, he also wanted to withdraw from this area.

But Wang Mang followed closely, not giving this opportunity at all.

He intentionally brought the battlefield closer to the other elders, but Wang Mang refused to give this opportunity at all.

He took out the slaughter halberd and kept fighting against the pockmarked old man.

Although the latter has a strong defense, after discovering that the slaughtering halberd can absorb Dao Yun, it also deliberately avoided direct contact with the slaughtering halberd.

Even so, the consumption of Dao Yun in his body is also huge.

Just like that, half an hour passed.

At this time, only the chest and head of the old man with pockmarks were filled with Dao rhyme.

The dao rhyme in his body is running out, unable to support the previous consumption.

Seeing this scene, Wang Mang also showed a successful smile on his face.

It won't be long before those old men.

The latter was out of breath at this time, and he was in a panic.

If there is no way to break the situation, I am afraid that I will fall here like the boss.

Staring at Wang Mang's slightly smiling face, helplessness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Even after fighting for so long, he couldn't help feeling the horror of Wang Mang, a junior.

At the same time, he also had some doubts in his heart.

Since they came here from the domain gate they left behind, they must all be casual cultivator geniuses who were chased and killed by the top powers to the point of desperation.

Why is this person so different from the ones he encountered before, so tyrannical?

Speaking of them, they have no anxiety, no grievances and no enmity.

If we really want to talk about it, these pioneers who have left a way for other casual cultivators to survive are not only highly respected, but they will not cause the disaster of killing lives.

He had no idea that this was an indiscriminate disaster.

For Wang Mang, there is no one who can be killed or not, only whether he wants to or not.

...

Staring at the already timid old man, Wang Mang knew that the opportunity had come.

Immediately, without hesitation, he waved the massacre halberd and attacked the old man.

Several strands of avenue power intertwined and flowed on the halberd blade.

boom!

The shot landed on the old man's chest, and a muffled sound followed.

Suddenly, the face of the old man with pockmarks changed suddenly.

He knew that this strange weapon would absorb his Dao Yun.

But he couldn't evacuate, Wang Mang would not give him this chance.