The Holy Son of the Dark Clan Is Beaten Up

In the next moment, Wang Mang's figure retreated explosively and flashed into the distance.

In an instant, an extremely cold and strange wave of air exploded with the Holy Son of the Nether Clan as the center.

For a time, Wang Mang's expression instantly changed.

There was no other reason. The power of the Great Dao in the area that was invaded by this strange aura was assimilated at a visible speed.

Seeing this, Wang Mang did not believe it and attacked the Infernal Clan's Holy Son.

A few devouring Great Daos began to attack the Netherworld Race's Saint Son.

However, when the Devouring Great Dao was about to approach him, it was tainted by wisps of strange aura.

In an instant, the Devouring Great Dao that attacked was assimilated in just a few breaths.

Looking at Wang Mang's stunned face, the Underworld Clan's Saint Child smiled sinisterly.

"Hehe, what's wrong? Weren't you having a good time fighting just now?