The young man lay on the ground desperately, his face filled with a strong look of despair.

Wang Mang lowered his head and looked at him faintly.

Even Wang Mang was sighing at this time the arrangement of fate.

After going around, it finally fell into his hands.

The next moment, Wang Mang silently recited in his heart: "System, take out the ninth-generation bronze coffin."

As soon as he finished speaking, ripples suddenly appeared in the space beside Wang Mang.

A vast and boundless pressure instantly covered the entire Xuancheng.

For a moment, the lower-level person in Xuancheng instantly crushed into powder under this pressure.

Countless civilians lost their lives before they could react.

At this moment, life is so small in the face of this vast pressure like a vast abyss.

Nearly 80% of the people in Xuancheng were instantly destroyed.

Only the disciples of Xuantian Sect are still fighting hard.

The Master Xuantian gritted his teeth, and the cold sweat of beans kept flowing down his forehead.

Looking at the disciples in the sect, they fell one after another.

His eyes were filled with blood.

The Taoist rhyme in his body began to surge wildly, and a dazzling divine light radiated all over his body.

The Master Xuantian kept driving Dao Yun, trying to break the pressure of time and space collapse.

Under the impact of two forces, several cracks began to appear in his divine body, which was independent of time.

The infinite divine light kept shooting out from the cracks on his body.

Feeling the gradually collapsed body, he immediately stopped the explosion of Daoyun.

Looking at the few disciples left, he closed his eyes with anger.

Two lines of blood and tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes.

...

At this time, the Abyss Xuanming in the tavern.

Feeling this familiar pressure, a ghostly look appeared on his face.

Why did this pressure appear in this world together?

For a moment, he thought of something.

"Isn't this thing made by Brother Wang Mang?"

At this time, his body lay on the ground.

As long as you kneel down or lie down, the pressure will be much smaller.

This is his last experience.

...

The moment this pressure appeared, the faces of the powerful men of the Eternal Realm of the Rang clan suddenly changed.

The next moment, their divine eyes emitted a dazzling divine glow, and their eyes teared through the void.

He looked straight towards Xuancheng.

"What's it!"

"Why does such pressure appear in the Second Ring Universe?!"

"Great horror!"

"Not to spy!"

For a moment, several people showed a look of fear and said in surprise.

As their eyes reached Xuancheng, endless black fog instantly occupied their sight.

The strange and ominous aura emitted faintly made them feel terrified even though they were thousands of miles apart.

In an instant, the few people immediately withdrew their gaze, fearing that they would be stained with this terrifying weirdness.

...

At this time, in Xuancheng.

The two people closest to the bronze coffin were ruthlessly crushed by this terrifying aura.

It’s okay for Wang Mang to have experience after all.

I saw his body trembling constantly, making muffled sounds.

And most of the young man at his feet had turned into powder.

The blood containing the power of the Great Dao was wiped out by the aura emitted by the bronze coffin before it could flow out.

Looking at the tragic situation of the young man, Wang Mang couldn't help but frown.

His grandma's, it's difficult to even move, let alone throwing the young man in.

If this continues, this guy will die.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Mang forced his heavy body and reached out to grab the young man.
Chapter completed!