I was so careless, and the trump cards are endless and the perfection of the immortal realm!

A shot pierced through Wang Mang's chest. Feeling the gradually disappearing breath of Wang Mang, Mi Er said in disbelief: "Is this dead?"

After hearing his words, Wang Mang turned around and said with disdain:

"Haha, what stupid things are you saying?"

"Look at the ants!"

Looking at Wang Mang, who was still talking nonsense with blood, Mi Er was also stunned.

"Hahaha, you're the only one who has the ability."

"It's a pity that I'm not very good at shaking the talent of ancient and modern times."

Mi Er smiled.

No matter when he saw the silver and white thin lines appearing around Wang Mang, his face changed.

Dong! Dong! Dong…

A loud bell rang out loud.

The phantom of the time clock suddenly wrapped Wang Mang.

Countless thin lines of time are constantly intertwined, reorganizing to form Wang Mang's body.

Looking at Wang Mang's reshaped body, Mihuo and Mi'er's eyes widened!

Looking at the shocked expressions of the two, Wang Mang also chuckled.

After his body completely recovered, he pinched his palm and showed a hideous smile on his face:

"Not bad, it's just the immortal realm that can actually reach my mind."
Chapter completed!