God Soldier Atlas - Chapter 420 I have been doing things all my life, why do I need to explain to you?

Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to approach easily.

Although it seems that the pseudo-god Gu Hong has left, who can guarantee that he will never come back?

That is the pseudo-god Gu Hong.

Everyone didn't want to believe that the false **** of Tiangong Pavilion defeated the false **** Gu Hong!

In fact, in their opinion, Zhou Shu did not defeat the false **** Gu Hong.

The two only fought for a while, then stopped to say something, and then the pseudo-god Gu Hong left.

What the **** is going on, they don't know.

"Hou Baidong, deputy pavilion master, are your promises from Tiangong Pavilion still counted?"

A false **** suddenly said, "Can you really guarantee safety when you stay in your Tiangong Pavilion's camp?"

The pseudo-god of Tiangong Pavilion did not hesitate to fight against the pseudo-god Gu Hong, but also to keep the camp of Tiangong Pavilion, and it seemed that he really succeeded, which made the pseudo-god feel a little strange in his heart.

"Natural arithmetic."

Hou Baidong hesitated for a while, then said.

For this promise, his own pseudo-god has gone against the pseudo-god Gu Hong, so he can't be demolished here.

But he didn't dare to say whether his pseudo-god was successful or not.

Although on the surface, it seems that the pseudo-god Gu Hong is gone, but who knows whether he is really gone or fake?

What if he comes back again?

"Since it counts, then you can ask if we can go back."

The false **** said to Hou Baidong.

As soon as these words came out, everyone gave the false **** a thumbs up.

Well done!

Whether the false **** Gu Hong left or not, they can't be sure now.

Since they can't be sure, they don't dare to walk within a hundred miles easily.

After all, the pseudo-god Gu Hong said just now that those who step within a hundred miles are his enemies.

They don't want to be the enemy of the pseudo-god Gu Hong.

Let Hou Baidong be the cannon fodder to try it out, which is exactly what everyone wants!

Hou Baidong: "..."

He's not a fool, can he not know what the false god's idea is?

But can he refuse?

It seems impossible!

If he refuses, the reputation of Tiangong Pavilion will be ruined.

"I go!"

Hou Baidong was silent for a moment, then said.

He just took a step when suddenly, Zhou Shu in the distance turned to look at him.

Then Hou Baidong saw Zhou Shu beckoning to him.

Hou Baidong's heart was instantly settled, and he flew towards Zhou Shu in ecstasy.

A hundred miles away, for a Heavenly Venerate like Hou Baidong, it can be reached in just a moment.

He came to Zhou Shu's side and first bowed respectfully.

The other party is a fake **** no matter what, or a fake **** who dares to fight against the fake **** Gu Hong. Even if he is the deputy pavilion owner of Tiangong Pavilion, he has to be polite to the other party.

"My lord, the pseudo-god Gu Hong—"

Hou Baidong asked nervously.

"Go away, didn't you see it?"

Zhou Shu said casually.

"gone?"

Hou Baidong said with some surprise, "He really left?"

Zhou Shu glanced at him as if looking at an idiot.

"Do you need me to call him back and ask him?"

Zhou Shu said.

Hou Baidong was startled and said, "I didn't mean that!"

"Sir, have you won the battle?"

He couldn't help but ask again.

"I didn't win."

Zhou Shu said indifferently, "But I didn't lose."

"It's amazing."

Hou Baidong was silent for a while before he spoke slowly.

Not losing or winning, that's amazing.

That is the false **** Gu Hong!

Gu Hong, the famous pseudo-god in the world!

This pseudo-god sent by the pavilion master was able to tie with the pseudo-god Gu Hong!

With such a great god, what are you afraid of?

In this world, you can walk sideways.

"Sir, since that's the case, can they come here?"

Hou Baidong said.

"You can come back, but you tell them that the spiritual fruit here, the false **** Gu Hong, has already been reserved and has no chance with them."

Zhou Shu nodded and said.

"what?"

Hou Baidong was taken aback, what does this mean?

Isn't the false **** Gu Hong gone?

Why did he still preorder this spiritual fruit here?

Then they Tiangong Pavilion, did they win or lose?

"The ownership of Lingguo has nothing to do with our Tiangong Pavilion. What our Tiangong Pavilion promises is to ensure the safety of the occupants. We have already done this. Other things have nothing to do with us."

Zhou Shu said calmly.

Hou Baidong also came to his senses, yes.

Their Tiangong Pavilion is not going to **** the spiritual fruit. What does the ownership of the spiritual fruit have to do with them?

Their magic weapon has been sold, and the people who live in their Tiangong Pavilion camp are also very safe. They have done everything that Tiangong Pavilion should do.

"I'll tell them about it, and the rest has nothing to do with us."

Hou Baidong said.

After speaking, he turned around and flew a hundred miles away.

……

"You mean, the pseudo-god Gu Hong didn't really leave, and he will come back when the spirit fruit matures?"

A pseudo-god frowned, looked at Hou Baidong and asked.

"I do not know then."

Hou Baidong shook his head and said, "How can you tell me the whereabouts of the false **** Lord Gu Hong?"

"I'm just telling you the truth. As for what you're going to do, I don't care."

"I can only tell you, as long as you are in my Tiangong Pavilion camp, my Tiangong Pavilion will guarantee your safety."

"Of course, if you go to compete with the false **** Gu Hong for spiritual fruit and leave our camp, we will not be responsible for your life and death."

Hou Baidong is not a fool, and of course he won't do everything.

Everyone didn't expect Tiangong Pavilion to help them **** the spiritual fruit. Tiangong Pavilion can provide them with a safe haven, which has surprised them.

"You mean, the false **** Gu Hong promised to keep your Tiangong Pavilion camp there?"

A false **** said in a deep voice, "Does this mean that within a hundred miles of Lingguo, only your Tiangong Pavilion's camp is a safe place?"

Hou Baidong shrugged, noncommittal.

His reaction made everyone think that this false god's words were the truth.

Yes, since the pseudo-god Gu Hong has reserved the spiritual fruit here, his previous words must still count.

Anyone who enters within a hundred miles of Lingguo will be the enemy of the false **** Gu Hong.

The only exception is the Tiangong Pavilion's camp!

In the past, the Tiangong Pavilion's camp was just the icing on the cake. Now, if you want to get close to Lingguo, the Tiangong Pavilion's camp has become the only choice.

"Vice Pavilion Master Hou, is there still room in your camp?"

A Heavenly Venerate suddenly asked.

Tian Zun's tone was very polite, completely different from before.

Hou Baidong could naturally feel these changes.

Now, their Tiangong Pavilion has become a sweet pastry.

Hou Baidong shook his head and said, "Sorry, the guest rooms in our Tiangong Pavilion camp are full."

"It's full?"

The faces of those who had not entered the Tiangong Pavilion camp before suddenly became a little ugly.

On the other hand, those who had entered the Tiangong Pavilion camp before were extremely excited now.

That's right, the pseudo-god Gu Hong has indeed reserved this spiritual fruit here, and they have no chance to grab the spiritual fruit.

But you can't grab it, you can smell the aroma of the spirit fruit up close.

"Are the rooms full?"

A pseudo-god keenly captured the meaning of Hou Baidong's words, "What about your room? Deputy Pavilion Master Hou, please help me get a room, the price doesn't matter!"

The dignified false god, now speaking to Hou Baidong, is also polite.

The corners of Hou Baidong's mouth raised slightly, and now he was raising his eyebrows.

Which false **** would have been so polite to him in the past?

Don't look at him as the deputy pavilion owner of Tiangong Pavilion, to the false gods, he is no different from ants. It is an honor for the false **** to say a word to him.

but now--

Did you see that, even if they were false gods, they had to ask me, Hou Baidong!

"Since you have spoken, Lord Pseudo-God, I, Hou Baidong, are sleeping in the open air, and I will definitely give you a room."

Hou Baidong put on an embarrassed look and said, "But you also know, Lord Pseudo God, after all, this Tiangong Pavilion is not mine alone, and I have to explain it to the top..."

"You can open the price as you please, and I will never counter it!"

The pseudo-god said simply and neatly.

Hou Baidong's smile became even brighter, he said with a sweet smile, "If that's the case, then I will be punished by the pavilion master, and I will also create a room with the best location for you, Lord False God!"

"Vice Pavilion Master Hou, you can't favor one over the other."

Seeing that this pseudo-god got a room, other pseudo-gods were unhappy.

Next, Hou Baidong became a well-deserved central figure in the audience.

Everyone surrounded him and started to bargain.

After some discussion, Hou Baidong finally came out into at least ten rooms.

Of course, he had another large sum of money in his account.

Hou Baidong converted this money into materials for casting soldiers according to Zhou Shu's intention.

Hou Baidong was both excited and a little worried about this result.

Now he has too much casting material in his hand.

The previous sales of divine weapons, plus the cost of these warriors staying in the Tiangong Pavilion camp, add up to a huge number.

With such a large amount of wealth on his own, Hou Baidong was really worried that someone would take the risk and attack him.

"Sir, that's how it is."

Hou Baidong faced Zhou Shu and said respectfully.

"Such a large amount of wealth is even a false god, and it will be tempted. I am worried that someone will attack me. It doesn't matter if my life or death, but if the major event of the pavilion owner is broken, I can't afford it."

Hou Baidong said sternly, "Sir, you are the strongest among us. You should carry these treasures yourself."

"Or, what I mean is, Sir, you can go back to Tongguan City first and give these things to the pavilion master, then we can feel at ease."

Now that the camp is peaceful, Hou Baidong believes that even if the grown-up leaves for a while, there shouldn't be much of a problem.

After all, this lord can even force the false **** Gu Hong to retreat. His prestige should deter these people for a while without any problem.

If they dared to make trouble in Tongguan City, they would have to bear the wrath of this lord after his return.

"Your worries are not without reason."

Zhou Shu nodded.

He originally wanted to find a reason to leave temporarily, but Hou Baidong unexpectedly took the initiative to give the excuse to him.

"In that case, let me go."

Zhou Shu took the storage tool that Hou Baidong handed over, and said, "I'll go and return quickly, if there is any problem, don't hold back, just take it softly, if there is anything, wait for me to come back and solve it. "

"I know."

Hou Baidong nodded.

"Also, if the false **** Gu Hong comes back, as long as you don't leave the camp, he won't embarrass you."

Zhou Shu continued, "You also remind others that once they leave the Tiangong Pavilion camp, we will not be responsible for their life or death."

After explaining these things, Zhou Shu turned into a streamer and disappeared into the sky.

After leaving Hou Baidong's field of vision, Zhou Shu continued to fly forward for some distance. After he was sure that the false gods could not see him, he stopped.

"The pseudo-god Gu Hong thought I had divine support, so he chose to retreat."

Zhou Shu's body flashed, and his appearance changed, "He thought it was the Holy Spirit who wanted the spiritual fruit here. Even if there were rumors that the pseudo-god Gu Hong got the spiritual fruit, he probably wouldn't argue."

"Even if he defends, someone has to believe it."

"Even if it's the pseudo-god Gu Hong, he doesn't know that I understand the myriad of supernatural powers. Even if he doubts it, he won't be able to suspect me."

His appearance became exactly the same as the pseudo-god Gu Hong at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The only loophole is that I can't find two golden dragons to pull the cart for a while."

Zhou Shu said to himself.

The pseudo-god Gu Hong is very pompous, and there must be two golden dragons pulling the cart when he appears.

Zhou Shu can't find two identical golden dragons now. If anyone pays attention to this, they will definitely be suspicious.

But this is not important. Presumably those people in the Tiangong Pavilion camp have been frightened by the false **** Gu Hong, and they definitely dare not come out to verify the authenticity of the false **** Gu Hong.

Thinking of this, Zhou Shu turned into a golden light and flew towards the Tiangong Pavilion camp.

……

"No, the pseudo-god Gu Hong is back!"

Inside the Tiangong Pavilion's camp, someone suddenly shouted loudly.

In an instant, countless people flew out of the room, and they all gathered at the entrance of the camp, looking in the direction of the Spirit Fruit Vortex with some trepidation.

I saw a burly figure standing with their backs facing them before the Spirit Fruit Vortex. It wasn't the pseudo-god Gu Hong, but who was it?

"This is how to do?"

Seeing that the pseudo-god Gu Hong was back, everyone panicked.

"Don't worry, everyone, as long as you don't leave the camp, Lord Gu Hong, the false god, won't make it difficult for you."

Hou Baidong appeared in front of everyone, raised his hand and said loudly.

"Our Tiangong Pavilion camp is very safe."

"Look, Lord Gu Hong, the false god, has been back for so long, isn't he not embarrassing us?"

Hou Baidong said loudly.

Everyone's thoughts changed, and it was indeed the case.

With so many of them here, the pseudo-god Gu Hong didn't even look at them, doesn't that explain the problem?

"Boom—"

Suddenly, a thunder light fell from the sky and hit the door of the Tiangong Pavilion camp.

A false god, with a lingering fear, took back the foot he stepped out.

He just took a tentative step out of the camp just now, and the result was an immediate thunderstorm.

Needless to say, it must be the pseudo-god Gu Hong!

Sure enough, inside the Tiangong Pavilion's camp, they are safe. When they leave the camp, the false **** Gu Hong will regard them as enemies.

Everyone looked at the false **** with gratitude on their faces.

Fortunately, this false **** stepped on the thunder for them, otherwise, they might really want to go out and try.

It has now been confirmed that within a hundred miles of Lingguo, the Tiangong Pavilion's camp is the only safe place!

"The aroma of the spiritual fruit has begun to spread, and it seems that the spiritual fruit is about to mature. Even if the spiritual fruit is not available, absorbing some of the aroma will help my cultivation."

A false **** said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately dispersed.

It has to be said that the location of the Tiangong Pavilion is not far from the Lingguo Vortex.

After the pseudo-god Gu Hong occupied a hundred miles of the Lingguo Vortex, the Tiangong Pavilion's camp was the best place.

Here, you can smell the aroma of the spiritual fruit, and you don't have to worry about danger.

Now everyone is racing against time to use the aroma of the spiritual fruit to cultivate.

What they didn't know was that Zhou Shu, who had his back to them in the distance, was also secretly relieved.

He is now pretending to be Gu Hong, but the fake one cannot be real after all. If the fake gods in the camp come out, they only need to fight, and the other party will immediately find out that he is a fake.

There is no way, his current strength is still far behind the pseudo-god Gu Hong.

But fortunately, they were fooled back by themselves.

Now it seems that this spiritual fruit here can be obtained.

If everything goes well here, when you get the spiritual fruit, you should have time to rush to the next place.

"It's not a big problem here. The one over there in Tongguan City, if nothing happens, Zhan should be able to grab it too. In this way, Zhan will be able to swallow three spiritual fruits."

Zhou Shu pondered in his heart, "I don't know how his strength compares to the pseudo-god Gu Hong after taking the three Spirit Fruits."

"This fourth spiritual fruit, Gu Hong will definitely not give up."

Zhou Shu knew clearly in his heart that grabbing the spiritual fruit would become more difficult later on.

Now that only three spiritual fruits are ripening at the same time, he is already a bit lacking in the skills of avatars.

The spiritual fruits in the back will only appear more and more densely. At that time, how can I attack so many spiritual fruits at the same time?

Thinking of this, Zhou Shu can understand why those saints are not worried that the birth of the spiritual fruit will make the day after tomorrow sacred.

Because it is really difficult to get three thousand spiritual fruits.

This is almost an impossible thing to do.

Now that he was only trying to **** three spiritual fruits, he had already used all his skills. Next, if Zhan couldn't get stronger quickly, then trying to grab three thousand spiritual fruits would be just a dream.

"If after swallowing three spiritual fruits, Zhan's strength can match that of the pseudo-god Gu Hong, then there is still a possibility of a fight."

Zhou Shu said to himself.

He will try his best to help Zhan, but if Zhan can't keep up with his own growth, Zhou Shu can't do anything about it.

After all, he is not holy, and he cannot cover the sky with one hand.

……

As the pseudo-god Gu Hong, he stayed on the edge of the Spirit Fruit Vortex for many days. In the past few days, strong men from all over the world have been coming.

However, those who did not have the chance to enter the Tiangong Pavilion camp spread the words of the false **** Gu Hong.

From the beginning to the end, no one dared to enter within a hundred miles of the Spirit Fruit Vortex without authorization.

This situation also made Zhou Shu realize the power of the false **** Gu Hong once again.

This is only the top 100 false gods. What if it is the top ten of the 3,000 false gods?

What if it was the most powerful false god?

Zhou Shu now feels more and more that winning three thousand spiritual fruits is almost impossible.

However, even if you can't get three thousand spiritual fruits, you can get as much as you can.

After all, the more spiritual fruit you devour, the stronger your strength will be. There is no doubt about this.

"Boom—"

Just when Zhou Shu was in a thousand thoughts, that spiritual fruit finally matured!

The whirlpool disappeared, and a bright red fruit appeared in front of Zhou Shu.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhou Shu reached out and grabbed the Spirit Fruit.

"Brother Gu Hong, you are a little bit inauthentic."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded out of thin air.

"You shot ahead of time, but some of the rules are broken. I can't give you this spiritual fruit."

The sky was torn apart suddenly, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Shu.

The figure is not tall, but it is full of momentum, not under the previous pseudo-god Gu Hong.

Zhou Shu's heart sank. Everything was going well before, but he was about to get the spiritual fruit. Is trouble coming instead?

"Boom—"

Zhou Shu made a decisive decision, grabbed the spirit fruit and put it into the box he had prepared in advance.

The pseudo-god in the air was taken aback for a moment. He did not expect that the pseudo-god, Gu Hong, would escape!

With the impulsive character of the false **** Gu Hong, how could he escape?

He couldn't possibly be afraid of himself.

According to his character, shouldn't he fight him for 300 rounds?

Just after such a hesitation, the pseudo-god could no longer see Zhou Shu.

He was furious.

"Gu Hong, don't run, leave the spirit fruit with me!"

He roared and chased in the direction where Zhou Shu disappeared.

This scene made everyone in the Tiangong Pavilion camp not far away stunned.

This time I really opened my eyes.

The pseudo-god Gu Hong, even escaped?

But then again, whoever changes it will run first.

Now that you have the Spirit Fruit, of course you have to find a quiet place to take the Spirit Fruit first. At this time, fighting with someone is not stupid, right?

After taking the Spirit Fruit, why don't you want to fight how to fight?

"It's a pity that the top 100 pseudo-gods left so early, our chances are even smaller."

Those false gods sighed one by one.

According to common sense, the top 100 powerful pseudo-gods will not end so early. With their strength, they will definitely be able to grab a spiritual fruit. If they end too early, they will easily become the target of public criticism.

But now, the pseudo-god Gu Hong actually started so early, what does he mean?

Does he want to win multiple spiritual fruits?

The more spiritual fruit you take, the stronger your strength will be. The pseudo-god is naturally clear about this.

However, a delicate balance has always been maintained between the false gods. If a false **** is too strong, it will definitely break this balance.

Therefore, for countless years, the number of false gods has been maintained at three thousand.

Everyone has a very tacit understanding. After grabbing one spiritual fruit, they will stop. Three thousand spiritual fruit will be divided among three thousand people, so that no one will become too much more than others.

If someone wants to get more than one spiritual fruit, then he will definitely meet the hostility of all false gods.

Pseudo-god Gu Hong, this is going to kill himself.

All the false gods thought in their hearts, and it is no wonder that there are also the top 100 false gods who are also in the top 100 to stop the false **** Gu Hong.

When the false gods were gloating over the false **** Gu Hong, the false **** who could tear apart the space stopped in the air with a blank expression on his face.

He raised his eyes and looked around, but within his field of vision, there was no false **** Gu Hong.

"Damn, has Gu Hong swallowed more than one spiritual fruit?"

The pseudo-god frowned and said to himself, "He actually dared to break the rules, this is self-destruction!"

"He was able to get rid of me, he must have taken more than one spiritual fruit, he is really brave, I must join other false gods to destroy Gu Hong!"

A strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes, he snorted coldly, his figure flickered, and he disappeared instantly.

What he didn't know was that, only a few dozen miles away from him, an ordinary man, mixed in with a group of people, watched him disappear from a distance.

That person is naturally Zhou Shu, who has displayed the ever-changing supernatural powers.

Zhou Shu, who has ever-changing supernatural powers, if he wants to hide, almost no one in the world can find him.

This is also thanks to the fact that he prepared a box to isolate the spirit fruit's breath in advance. Otherwise, just the aroma emitted by the spirit fruit could attract countless enemies to him.

"Leaving the spiritual fruit in your hands is a hidden danger after all."

Zhou Shu's expression was serious, and he said to himself, "It's better to send it back to Tongguan City first, and let Zhan eat it!"

The next moment, Zhou Shu used his body technique and walked in the direction of Tongguan City.

Almost at the same time, a war broke out outside Tongguan City.

"Pseudo God Jintong, you are courting death!"

A loud shout sounded, and among the countless magical rays of light, a figure rushed out, covered in blood.

"What doesn't kill me Jintong will make me stronger!"

The figure shouting, spilled a patch of blood, and fled into the distance in embarrassment.

Behind him, dozens of false gods were chasing after him.

On the top of Tongguan City not far away, a group of people were standing there watching a play.

At this moment, Tongguan City has been shrouded in a circle of light, and the battle of the false gods has not affected them.

"Pseudo-god Jintong is a real bull. He even picked a dozen or so, and he ran out."

Almost all the people on the top of the city are Heavenly Venerate, and one of them said.

"Who said it wasn't? I heard a few days ago that the pseudo-god Jintong seems to have forged an evil soldier himself. Now it seems that the rumors are probably true. Otherwise, with his strength, how could it be possible? How about escaping from the siege of a dozen false gods?"

A Heavenly Venerate with an expression that I know the inside story.

"The pseudo-god Jintong created the evil soldier himself? What's going on?"

The other Heavenly Venerates asked curiously.

"I know this."

Suddenly a voice sounded, and a Heavenly Venerate with a somewhat unfamiliar face said, "Pseudo-god Jintong uses the method of human life blood sacrifice to forge divine weapons, and what is cast is an out-and-out evil warrior, and that evil warrior will also affect people. The sanity makes people bloodthirsty and cruel."

"If you don't believe it, you will have the opportunity to observe and observe in the future. Once the pseudo-god Jintong fights with people, his eyes will turn red, and he will become extremely irritable."

Tian Zun said.

Everyone was a little stunned. The pseudo-sacred look just now was really like this.

"Dangtang pseudo-god, who was already strong enough, even turned himself into a lunatic in order to become stronger."

A Tianzun shook his head and said.

"He's still not strong enough, otherwise, he wouldn't have fled."

Everyone sighed one after another. In comparison, aren't they not strong enough?

It is precisely because they are not strong enough that they can only be spectators here, and they are not even qualified to end the game.

"Don't think about that. The pseudo-god Jintong is a fool. He leaves the Tiangong Pavilion here and doesn't use it, but he goes to forge the evil soldiers himself."

A voice said, "There are so many powerful magic weapons here in Tiangong Pavilion. If we want to become stronger, we just need to spend money to buy magic weapons. Why should we envy the pseudo-magic Jintong? It's very hard to make yourself crazy like him. okay?"

As soon as this voice came out, everyone nodded in agreement.

Yes, when it comes to casting soldiers, Tiangong Pavilion is the most professional.

"Where is the pavilion owner? Where is the pavilion owner? I wonder if the pavilion owner can make a magic weapon tailored for me?"

A goddess looked around and said.

The rest of the Heavenly Venerate rolled their eyes.

I want to eat farts!

Merely Tianzun, you also want the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion to make magic weapons for you?

Rather than having that sweet dream, it's better to choose the magic soldiers in Tongguan City.

There are many good things on display in Tongguan City.

Lingguo had already been snatched by the pseudo-god Jintong, and the excitement was nowhere to be seen.

Not to mention how much business the group of Heavenly Venerates brought to Tongguan City under the excitement.

Zhan pretended to be a fake Shentong and ran wildly all the way.

It's not the first time he's been hunted down. Last time, he wasn't a false god.

Of course, there weren't so many false gods chasing him that time.

"I eat!"

While fleeing, Zhan shoved the spiritual fruit in his hand into his mouth.

In this case, if you eat the spiritual fruit, you will definitely lose some of the utility.

But this is also impossible.

If he doesn't eat it now, if he is caught up by the false gods behind him, if one is bad, the spiritual fruit may be snatched away.

Comparing the two, it is completely acceptable to lose a part of the utility.

Having had previous experience, Zhan knew that after swallowing the spiritual fruit, it is not that you can sit back and relax.

Even if you swallow this spiritual fruit, within a period of time, your body will emit the fragrance of the spiritual fruit, and you will be recognized by others.

"What doesn't kill me will make me stronger!"

Zhan said through gritted teeth, not daring to stop in the slightest.

Don't look at him swallowing another spiritual fruit, but facing the dozen or so false gods behind him, he has no chance of winning.

If they were caught up, they would definitely cut themselves into eight pieces.

I heard that I just swallowed the spiritual fruit, and the effect has not completely disappeared. At this time, if the person who swallowed the spiritual fruit is eaten, it is not much different from swallowing the spiritual fruit directly.

Thinking of this, Zhan felt a chill all over his body, and he couldn't help but run away a little faster.

He doesn't want to be eaten alive!

"Jintong, stop for us!"

The false gods behind them kept shouting.

"Stop chasing, you can't catch up with me."

Zhan shouted loudly.

"Hand over the Spirit Fruit and spare you from dying!"

Those false gods gritted their teeth in anger and roared.

"Three thousand spirit fruits, there are only a few here, you still have a chance."

Zhan said loudly, "I have already eaten the spiritual fruit, it is useless for you to catch up with me."

Just as he was shouting, Zhan suddenly felt a powerful aura approaching fast ahead.

When he wanted to escape, it was too late.

Then he saw the figure helplessly, several hundred meters away in front of him.

"you--"

The figure stopped in the air with a look of astonishment on his face, and he was stunned for a while.

Zhan: "I..."

Damn, didn't that guy Mu Zhixing say that the pseudo-god Jintong went to the place where the third spiritual fruit was born?

How could he be here?

Mu Zhixing is unreliable!

In the distance, the pseudo-god who was chasing after Zhan suddenly stopped and stared straight into the distance.

I saw two identical pseudo-geniuses, standing there with big eyes and small eyes.

"Who are you and why are you pretending to be the god!"

The pseudo-god Jintong's face has turned gloomy, and he said coldly.

"I want to ask you, why are you impersonating me?"

Zhan shouted with anger on his face.

"Looking for death!"

The pseudo-god Jintong shouted, and with a flick of his wrist, the evil soldier appeared in his hand and slashed towards Zhanbian.

Zhan Ye didn't show weakness, there was also a magic weapon in his hand, and the appearance of the magic weapon was exactly the same as the magic weapon in the hands of the pseudo-shen Jintong.

In the eyes of those pseudo-gods in the distance, they saw two identical pseudo-gods, using the exact same magic weapon, to fight together.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

"They both have the same breath, what's going on?"

"What is the pseudo-god Jintong doing, do you want to hide from the sky?"

"It's possible!"

"Don't worry about it so much, take both of them!"

The false gods said one after another, and then they rushed towards Zhan and the false **** Jintong.

"What are you doing, why are you attacking this god!"

The pseudo-god Jintong avoided the attack of the two pseudo-gods and said furiously.

He was trying to deal with the **** who pretended to be himself. Is it acceptable or unbearable for these false gods to actually do something to himself?

The pseudo-magic Jin Tong who holds an evil soldier in his hand is prone to irritability, but now someone attacks him for no reason, how can he bear it?

Without any hesitation, the pseudo-god Jintong raised the evil soldier in his hand and launched a counterattack.

With his counterattack, the false gods became more and more certain that this was a play he deliberately exported, trying to hide the truth!

"Fuck, what are you doing to beat me? Go beat that impostor! He was the one who stole the spiritual fruit, and I'm innocent!"

Zhan jumped up and down in the crowd, shouting loudly.

He was still emitting the sound of spiritual fruit constantly, how could the false gods let him go.

However, he was agile, dodging left and right, and for a while, everyone couldn't do anything about him.

Although more than a dozen pseudo-gods attacked the pseudo-gods Jintong and Zhan at the same time, the dozen or so of them were originally conceived in different ways, so naturally it was impossible for them to work together.

Under each child's mind, the scene suddenly became a mess.

It is also to take advantage of this chaos to keep Zhan Cai wandering through it. Otherwise, if more than a dozen pseudo-gods work together to deal with him, even if he eats another spiritual fruit, he will end up extremely miserable.

"Don't fight, stop fighting, I admit, I'm a pseudo-magic, that's my stand-in!"

Zhan dodged right and dodged, and shouted loudly.

The pseudo-god Jintong is about to go crazy, where is this **** who dares to pretend to be himself!

His eyes instantly turned crimson, and the evil soldier in his hand also began to exude an incomparably evil aura.

The aura of the pseudo-god Jintong keeps rising and becomes stronger.

"Boom—"

A pseudo-god was directly slashed by the pseudo-god Jintong and flew out.

On the chest of the false god, there was a wound with deep visible bone, and the black gas entangled in the wound, which could not be healed.

The pseudo-god's complexion changed greatly, and his figure suddenly retreated.

The pseudo-god Jintong's eyes were full of madness. He waved his evil soldiers and began to kill the Quartet, but no one could be the enemy of his unity.

The pseudo-gods were shocked in their hearts, and they all fled.

Zhan rolled his eyes and wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

But neither the other pseudo-gods nor the pseudo-gods Jintong gave him the chance to fight.

The aroma of spirit fruit exuding from him all the time is a little light in the darkness, which makes him unusually eye-catching.

He made a slight movement to escape, and the false gods immediately turned their guns around and attacked them in groups.

At this time, Zhandong was hiding in Tibet, and the people and the pseudo-gods would soon fight together again.

The scene was chaotic and strange, and no one noticed that the strength of the battle was slowly improving, and the aroma of the spiritual fruit on his body was slowly fading.

This process is very slow, and the false gods in the fierce battle did not notice this for a while.

As Zhan's strength became stronger and stronger, he roamed among the false gods and became more and more at ease.

If it was just him, even if his strength improved, he would still not be the opponent of a dozen false gods.

But now, the real pseudo-god Jintong is also here, and this pseudo-god Jintong is extremely irritable.

In this case, Zhan seems to have become a foil, and he even has to pay attention to protecting the pseudo-magic and not letting him lose too quickly.

"I tell you, you are all dead! Dare to provoke my pseudo-magic, you are all dead!"

Zhan avoided shouting.

The red-eyed pseudo-god Jintong's eyes were bright red. Although this **** who pretended to be himself deserved to die, he said a lot.

I am Jintong, and I want to rule the world. If you dare to provoke me, you will die!

"You, all of you are dead!"

The pseudo-god Jintong was covered in black energy and said with a grim expression.

If the two of them are the same, it will make the false gods more and more believe that they are a group. The false gods are very knowledgeable.

"Jintong, do you think that you can do whatever you want after cultivating an incarnation outside the body? If you don't hand over the spiritual fruit today, then you can't even think about getting out of your body!"

Those pseudo-gods roared angrily ~www.novelbuddy.com~ The strength is strong, that is, they can do whatever they want. If you have the ability, you can kill me! "

Zhan shouted, "I've been a pseudo-god all my life, why do I need to explain it to you! Lingguo, it's mine, don't even think about it!"

Jintong, who was about to lose his mind, actually felt a heat in his heart. He suddenly felt that this guy who pretended to be himself didn't seem to be so abhorrent.

He is right, I have been a pseudo-magic all my life, so why should I explain it to others!

"Roar--"

The pseudo-god Jintong raised his head to the sky and let out a long whistle, and the black energy in his body filled up for three more points.

"Go away, or die!"

The pseudo-god Jintong's eyes were blood red, like a beast, and he couldn't see any reason at all.

"I'm good at doing things, so I don't need to explain to you! Lingguo, I'm going to make a decision!"

Before he finished speaking, the evil soldiers in the hands of the pseudo-god Jintong had already slashed countless swords, as if they were about to smash all those pseudo-gods into pieces.

"Arrogant!"

Those pseudo-gods were also thoroughly angered. With more than a dozen pseudo-gods, are they still afraid that a mere pseudo-god would fail?

"You are courting death!"

Both sides fired a real fire, but they didn't notice that the aroma of the spirit fruit had completely disappeared.

"Boom—"

With a loud bang, the two sides collided again, and the aura that was like destroying the sky and the earth spread out to the surroundings. In the dazzling explosion light, there was one less pseudo-magical power and one more unfamiliar face.