The power of the three inherited fetishes is not as simple as one plus one.

You must know that the six great clans in the Endless Sanctuary were only a small clan when they were established.

A clan established by the powerhouses of the Eternal Realm Eightfold Heaven.

Under the leadership of this strong man, the clan soon went from being unknown to dominating the entire Endless Sanctuary.

Time flies, and the clan completely dominates the world in the following time.

At the same time, in the ages of ages, this strong man has produced endless loneliness.

One day, this strong man summoned the six elders at that time and announced a news.

After that day, the strong man disappeared.

From then on, the clan was also controlled by these six elders.

It has always been like this, and the six have joined hands to rule the clan for countless years.

With the sitting of these six elders, their thrones were also passed on to their descendants.

However, their descendants did not work together as a harmonious ruling clan as imagined.

Instead, some conflicts, large or small, began to erupt for the status of their respective branches.

As time went by, the infighting within the clan became more intense.

By the end, six distinct sub-factions began to fall apart as infighting began.

In the evolution of time, the six major clans also came from this.

The six items left by the Eternal Realm Eighth Heavenly Layer expert have also become the current inheritance fetishes.

Because they are all made by the same person, the inherited fetishes can also be integrated with each other.

However, in the endless sacrifices of the six major clans, such functions have been gradually weakened.

However, as long as the inherited fetishes are in the same area, the explosive power will still increase.

At this point, the starry sky patriarch silently said with great interest:

"I thought that the first place in this session was none other than you."

"I didn't expect you to kill yourself!"

"Hehe, I am really looking forward to the spectacular scene where the three inherited fetishes erupt together!"

All of a sudden, in the patriarch's pavilion, except for Mo Yang, the faces of the other patriarchs all showed expressions of watching a show.

...

Following Wang Mang's yell, the faces of the three holy sons all darkened.

Now they can be regarded as completely understanding Wang Mang's intention.

Good guy, I co-authored this product to defeat all three of them at once.

If he was really allowed to do it, they could all imagine what the outside world would think of them.

But this seems to be impossible.

The next moment, meaningful smiles appeared on their faces.

Afterwards, they all activated the inheritance fetishes one after another.

All of a sudden, three shocking auras of different degrees came from the three realms.

Feeling the three rapidly rising auras, Wang Mang said slowly:

"Are you coming?"

As soon as the words fell, his figure suddenly appeared in the realm of the Mingzu.

Looking at Wang Mang in the sky, the Holy Son of the Ming clan suddenly felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

In an instant, a heart with an ominous aura appeared in front of him.

Feeling this strange breath, Wang Mang frowned.

This breath made him feel uncomfortable, and he seemed to have encountered such a breath before.

The next moment, the voice of the blood coffin suddenly sounded in Wang Mang's mind:

"Wang Mang! This is the same breath as the corpse of the inheritor of the ancient god!"

Hearing this, Wang Mang silently said:

"It's absolutely unambiguous that you are related to the ancient gods."

As soon as the words fell, the voice of the blood coffin sounded again:

"Can you find a way to get this thing?"

After hearing its words, Wang Mang replied helplessly:

"I would, too, if I could."

"However, I can't unscrupulously kill the creatures in this world yet."

"Those old guys are not something I can fight against now."

Hearing this, the blood coffin said regretfully:

"Okay, it's a pity."

At this time, looking at Wang Mang who was not moving, the Holy Son of the Mingzu swallowed slowly.

The next moment, its figure flashed and flew towards Wang Mang.

At the same time, a roar sounded impressively:

"Stop looking down on people!"

Seeing this, Wang Mang came back to his senses and said disdainfully:

"Ant, are you going to die without waiting for the other two?"

As soon as the voice fell, his figure suddenly disappeared.

Seeing this, the attacking Holy Son of the Ming Race suddenly shrank his pupils and exclaimed:

"What a speed!"

"Varied…"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Mang's figure suddenly appeared beside him.

Looking at the terrified Son of the Mingzu, Wang Mang said indifferently:

"The ants are optimistic about the gap between you and me!"

As soon as the words fell, the Devouring Dao suddenly condensed in his hands.

Then he slapped the Holy Son of the Mingzu with his palm.

The next moment, his figure flew upside down.

boom!

As his figure smashed to the ground at high speed, a dull sound suddenly sounded.

Seeing this, Wang Mang continued to attack him without hesitation.

boom!

There was another muffled sound, and a cloud of smoke began to slowly rise.

As the smoke cleared, Wang Mang's figure suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.

I saw that Wang Mang stepped on his head fiercely.

At the same time, countless avenues of devouring are still converging towards his toes.

The next moment, the body of the Holy Son of the Mingzu began to tremble violently.

Seeing this, Wang Mang raised his foot and mocked with great interest:

"Ant, do you see clearly?"

As soon as the words fell, the body of the Holy Child of the Mingzu trembled even more.

In an instant, an incomparably cold aura of avenues emerged at Wang Mang's feet.

All of a sudden, the ground began to shake slowly.

At the same time, the power of this cold avenue began to increase rapidly.

"Ok?"

Feeling the power of the Great Dao constantly pouring out from his body, Wang Mang's expression was calm.

The next moment, his raised foot stepped towards the Holy Son of the Mingzu again.

boom!

In an instant, the power of the Dao gushing out from the Holy Son of the Mingzu stopped suddenly.

For a moment, his figure was trampled into the ground by Wang Mang.

But Wang Mang didn't seem to be enjoying himself enough, so he began to trample on it constantly.

boom! boom! boom…

With a heinous trampling sound, the ground around him began to gradually crack.

Seeing the tragic situation of the Holy Son of the Mingzu, everyone who watched the battle from a distance swallowed in fear.

Afterwards, they pointed at Wang Mang and discussed one after another:

"It's too exaggerated. The Holy Son of the Hades had no resistance in front of him."

"What an unbelievable scene!"

"Speaking of which, it doesn't seem too good for us to watch the battle here?"

"Tch, no one is stopping you if you are going to die!"

"That is, how can we intervene in the battle between the Sons?"

…

At this time, in the Patriarch's Pavilion.

Looking at the holy son of the Ming clan who was hanged and beaten by Wang Mang, the face of the head of the Ming clan was terrible.

You know, his performance at this time is completely inferior to the two holy sons Wang Mang met before.

Such a battle situation is undoubtedly slapping them in the face of the Hades.

Thinking of this, he said anxiously:

"What the **** are you doing!"

"Have you eaten the power of the heart of the **** of the underworld?"

Seeing the furious head of the Hades~lightnovelpub.net~ Mo Yang smiled silently.

Whether it is the holy son of the Ming clan crushed by Wang Mang, or the angry head of the Ming clan, he feels happy.

…

Just as Wang Mang was stepping on the Holy Son of the Mingzu, an angry voice suddenly sounded:

"Is it enough?"

As soon as the words fell, a strange aura came out of his body impressively.