Feeling the severe pain from his abdomen, Wang Mang's face gradually twisted.

A mouthful of blood was spit out, with some meat in it.

In an instant, Wang Mang gave up and continued to commit suicide.

His grandmother, if this continues, he will die in his own hands before the day when the two forces erupt.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wang Mang said in autism:

"Wori, how come this only origin is different from the old man."

"Now, I can't help but stay in my body."

After sighing, Wang Mang sat cross-legged and began to heal his wounds.

At this time, on the only original surface in his body, the black marks had quietly expanded to fifteen percent of the area.

For a moment, the only origin also burst out with supreme divine power, trying to suppress the black pattern.

Feeling the strangeness in his abdomen, Wang Mang directly blocked his abdomen's perception.

Anyway, I can't get in, so let them hit me.

In this way, a few days passed.

There is only one day left before the start of the Grand Clan Competition!

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