Hearing this, the gray-clothed god looked at Wang Feng. At some point, he had raised his head.

But the whole body was still bound and unable to move.

"You?" the gray-clothed god laughed silently, "The dying person...well?"

Just halfway through.

He suddenly sensed that this human seemed to be circulating his soul power.

There were five purple patterns on him, which was the source of what he felt was wrong just now, but it was interrupted by Bibidong and Qian Renxue.

At the same time, he also saw this human's palm.

The phantom of an axe slowly condensed...

It was at this moment that the axe suddenly condensed into a physical body!

In an instant!

A magnificent pillar of light seemed to break through all the rules of restraint, and suddenly lit up from Wang Feng, shaking the sky!

"Pangu Axe!!"
Chapter completed!