Bug Master In Doomsday

The black mist that was dissipated by Ling Xiaozi’s invisible palm, escaped in the surrounding sky of 100 meters, and gathered together again in an instant.

His lifeless face is as gloomy as ever, but this time his face is a little more pale, and the human body is faintly unstable. For example, the outermost part of the body like the fingers has become a little fuzzy!

"Master! The enemy is very strong, and he is a soul body, and can counter my mental attacks!"

Wujian volleyed half-kneeling beside Wang Mang, with a look of guilt. The biggest shame of a servant is not being able to complete the task assigned by the master!

"If you use a **** cage, can you trap him?" Wang Mang squinted his eyes, the corners of his eyes exuding unspeakable horror.

He didn't know how Lin Feng summoned the Ling Xiaozi in front of him, but his strength was really the strongest human he had ever seen!

Ling Xiaozi, who wields a fan, is gentle and personable, but when he looks at Wang Mang, the words he speaks show a trace of helplessness to watch the ants struggle.

"Your Excellency, I might as well tell you bluntly, in your world, there is indeed an existence that can defeat my soul body, but you are still far behind him!"

After speaking, he shook his head, with a few wisps of remembrance in his eyes, and then sighed: "When I was young, there was no way to kill people. I would kill people at every turn. The number of people who died in my hands was already over 100,000. , My karma is much heavier than you,

But fortunately, I got a chance to fully realize my sins with my dead body, and now I turn into a heroic spirit to help the world deal with injustices in thousands of years, and my sin karma has already been cleared up.

Your Excellency, why don't you also put down the butcher knife, only in this way can you wash your soul and live your life! "

Listening to Ling Xiaozi’s sigh, Wang Mang didn’t even touch the slightest touch on his face. There was only coldness and mockery in his eyes.

What world is he in? An eschatology! ! In the era of the law of the jungle in the last days, where the winner is king, you told me to lay down the butcher knife? This is trying to make me die! !

Wang Mang waved the trembling evil dragon halberd with one hand, his back was straight, and he said without hesitation: "Ling Xiaozi, I am not interested in your experience, and I don't want to put down the butcher knife. I just want to live! Become this world. The strongest!"

Wang Mang's words were generous and powerful, with an incomparably determined determination in his eyes. No one can stop him from achieving his goals. If so, kill him!

"Looking at it!" Ling Xiaozi sighed as he watched Wang Mang, the blood-colored long sword in his hand was gently lifted, and it slowly passed through the air.

"Om!" A hundred-meter-long majestic sword aura took shape in an instant, slashing towards Wang Mang's suspended body at a terrifying speed. If it was slashed by this sword aura, even Wang Mang's detached body would have been severely damaged!

"A dead person dare to go crazy with me? I want to see who it is today!"

Wang Mang gritted his teeth ferociously, holding the halberd pole of the evil dragon halberd in both hands. Thousand tons of huge force passed from his legs, through his waist, and then gathered into the halberd by his arms, which was powerful enough to tear the air. A hundred meters of sword spirit!

‘Boom! "Wang Mang's solid body flew out in an instant.

His hands gripping the evil dragon halberd cracked, and the skin of his arms was oozing with a layer of superficial blood. He was breathing heavily, and the strange lines on his skin appeared again, exuding the light of healing and recovery!