Legendary Armament Canon Chapter 420: I have been doing things all my life, why do I need to explain to you

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

Although it seems that the false **** Gu Hong has left, who can guarantee that he will not come back?

That is the false **** Gu Hong.

People don't want to believe that the false **** of Tiangong Pavilion has defeated the false **** Gu Hong!

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

The two only fought for a moment, then stopped and said something, and then the false **** Gu Hong left.

What is going on, they don't know anything.

"Deputy Pavilion Master Hou Baidong, do you still count on the previous promise of Tiangong Pavilion?"

A false **** suddenly said, "If you stay in your Tiangong Pavilion camp, can you really guarantee safety?"

The false **** of Tiangong Pavilion did not hesitate to fight against the false **** Gu Hong, but also to keep the camp of Tiangong Pavilion, and it seemed that he really succeeded, which made the false **** feel a little strange Feel.

"Nature counts."

Hou Baidong hesitated for a moment, then spoke.

My own false **** has confronted the false **** Gu Hong for this promise, so I can't make trouble here.

However, he did not dare to say whether his false **** was successful or not.

Although on the surface, it seems that the false **** Gu Hong has left, but who knows if he really left or faked?

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 this remark came out, everyone gave the false **** a thumbs up.

Good job!

Whether the false **** Gu Hong has left or not, they are not sure now.

Since they couldn't be sure, they didn't dare to go within a hundred miles easily.

After all, the false **** Gu Hong just said that anyone who steps within a hundred miles is his enemy.

They don't want to be the enemy of the false **** Guhong.

Let Hou Baidong try as cannon fodder, it is exactly what everyone wants!

Hou Baidong: "..."

He's not a fool. How can he not know what this false **** is up to?

But can he refuse?

It seems impossible!

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

"I'm going!"

Hou Baidong was silent for a moment, then spoke.

He just took a step, suddenly, Zhou Shu, who was in the distance, turned his head and looked at him.

Then Hou Baidong saw Zhou Shu waving at him.

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

The distance of a hundred miles can only be reached in a short time for a **** like Hou Baidong.

He came to Zhou Shu's side, first saluted respectfully.

The other party is also a false **** no matter what, and he is still a false **** who dares to confront the false **** Gu Hong. Even if he is the deputy head of the Tiangong Pavilion, he has to be polite to the other party.

"My lord, the false **** Gu Hong—"

Hou Baidong asked a little nervously.

"Let's go, didn't you see?"

Zhou Shu said casually.

"Gone?"

Hou Baidong was a little surprised and said, "He really left?"

Zhou Shu glanced at him,

Looking like an idiot.

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

Zhou Shu said.

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

"My lord, did you win?"

He couldn't help but asked again.

"Didn't win."

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

"Amazing."

Hou Baidong was silent for a while, and then slowly opened his mouth.

It's amazing if you don't lose or win.

That is the false **** Gu Hong!

O Gu Hong, the famous false **** in the world!

The false **** sent by the pavilion master was able to draw even with the false **** Gu Hong!

With such a great **** around, why should I be afraid?

In this world, I can walk sideways by myself.

"My lord, since this is the case, can they come over?"

Hou Baidong said.

"It's fine to come back, but you tell them that the spiritual fruit here has been reserved by the false **** Guhong, and they have no chance."

Zhou Shu nodded and said.

"Huh?"

Hou Baidong was taken aback, what does this mean?

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

Why did he pre-order this spiritual fruit here?

Then, did they win or lose the Tiangong Pavilion?

"The ownership of the spirit fruit has nothing to do with our Tiangong Pavilion. What our Tiangong Pavilion promised 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.

They Tiangong Pavilion is not going to **** the spirit fruit, what does the ownership of the spirit fruit have to do with them?

Their magical weapons have been sold, and the people who live in their Tiangong Pavilion camp are also very safe. They have done all the things that they should do in Tiangong Pavilion.

"I will tell them the matter, and the rest has nothing to do with us."

Hou Baidong said.

After speaking, he turned around and flew towards hundreds of miles away.

…

"You mean, the false **** Gu Hong didn't really leave, and he will come back when the spiritual fruit matures?"

A false **** frowned, looked at Hou Baidong and asked.

"Then I don't know."

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

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

"I can only tell you that as long as you are staying in my Tiangongge camp, my Tiangongge will guarantee your safety."

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

Hou Baidong is not an idiot either, so of course he won't do everything.

People did not expect Tiangong Pavilion to help them **** the spiritual fruit. Tiangong Pavilion can provide them with a safe haven, which has already surprised them.

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

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

Hou Baidong shrugged, noncommittal.

His reaction made everyone think that the words of this false **** were the truth.

Yes, since the false **** Gu Hong pre-ordered the spiritual fruit here, what he said before must still count.

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

The only exception is the Tiangong Pavilion camp!

In the past, the Tiangong Pavilion camp was just icing on the cake, but now if you want to get close to the spiritual fruit, the Tiangong Pavilion camp has become the only choice.

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

A Tianzun suddenly asked.

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

Hou Baidong can naturally feel these changes.

Now, their Tiangong Pavilion has become a favorite.

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

"Already full?"

Those who had not entered the Tiangong Pavilion camp before, their expressions suddenly became a little ugly.

On the contrary, those who have entered the Tiangong Pavilion camp before are all very excited now.

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

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

"The room is full?"

A false **** keenly grasped the meaning of Hou Baidong's words, "What about your rooms? Deputy Pavilion Master Hou, please help me allocate a room, the price is not a problem!"

The majestic false god, now speaks politely to Hou Baidong.

The corners of Hou Baidong's mouth raised slightly, he is now elated.

Which false **** would be so polite to him before?

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

But now—

See, even a false **** has to beg me, Hou Baidong!

"Since you have spoken, my lord false god, I, Hou Baidong, will definitely spare a room for you even if I live in the open air."

Hou Baidong put on a troubled look, and said, "But you also know, my lord, this Tiangong Pavilion is not mine alone after all, and I have to explain it to the higher authorities..."

"You can offer whatever price you want, I will never bargain!"

The false **** said bluntly.

Hou Baidong smiled even brighter, and he said with a pleasant smile, "In this case, I will try my best to be punished by the pavilion master, and I will allocate a room with the best location for you, false god!"

"Vice Pavilion Master Hou, you can't treat one more favorably than another."

Seeing that this false **** got a room, another false **** is not happy.

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

Everyone gathered around him and started haggling.

After some discussion, Hou Baidong allocated at least ten more rooms.

Of course, he received another large sum of money.

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

Hou Baidong was both excited and worried about this result.

Now he has too many materials for casting soldiers.

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

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

"My lord, the situation is like this."

Facing Zhou Shu, Hou Baidong said respectfully.

"Such a large amount of wealth, even a false god, has to be tempted. I am worried that someone will attack me. I don't care if I live or die, but I can't afford it if the important matter of the pavilion master is ruined. .”

Hou Baidong said solemnly, "My lord, you are the strongest among us. You should carry these wealth yourself."

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

Now the camp is peaceful, Hou Baidong believes that even if the lord leaves for a while, there shouldn't be too many problems.

After all, this lord can even force the false **** Gu Hong to retreat. His prestige should have no problem intimidating these people for a period of time.

If they dare to make trouble in Tongguan City, they will have to bear the anger of this lord after he comes back.

"Your concern is not unreasonable."

Zhou Shu nodded.

He wanted to find a reason to leave temporarily, but Hou Baidong took the initiative to send the excuse to himself.

"In that case, let me go."

Zhou Shu took the storage tool that Hou Baidong handed over, and then said, "I will go and return quickly. If there is any problem, don't hold on. Just be soft. If there is anything wrong, wait for me to come back." Let's solve it."

"I know."

Hou Baidong nodded.

"In addition, if the false **** Guhong returns, as long as you don't leave the camp, he will not make things difficult for you."

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

After explaining these things, Zhou Shu turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky.

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

"The false **** Gu Hong thought I had divine backing, so he chose to retreat."

A light flashed on Zhou Shu's body, and his appearance changed, "He thought it was the Holy Spirit that wanted the spiritual fruit here, and even if there were rumors afterwards that the false **** Gu Hong got the spiritual fruit, he probably wouldn't defend himself."

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

"Even the false **** Gu Hong doesn't know that I understand the myriad changes of supernatural powers. Even if he doubts, he can't doubt me."

His appearance became exactly the same as that of the false **** 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."

Zhou Shu said to himself.

The false **** Gu Hong pays attention to ostentation, and there must be two golden dragons pulling the chariot when he appears.

Zhou Shu can't find two golden dragons that are exactly the same. If someone pays attention to this point, 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 must not dare to 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 false **** Gu Hong is back!"

In the camp of Tiangong Pavilion, someone suddenly shouted.

In an instant, countless people rushed out of the room, and they all gathered at the gate of the camp, looking in the direction of the spiritual fruit vortex with some trepidation.

I saw a burly figure standing with his back facing them in front of the spiritual fruit vortex. If it wasn't the false **** Gu Hong, who was it?

"How can this be done?"

Seeing the return of the false **** Gu Hong, everyone panicked.

"Don't worry, everyone, as long as everyone stays within the range of the camp, Master Gu Hong, the false god, will not make things difficult for everyone."

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

"Our Tiangongge camp is very safe."

"Look, the false **** Gu Hong has been back for so long, hasn't he made things difficult for us?"

Hou Baidong said loudly.

As soon as everyone thought about it, it was true.

There are so many of them here, yet the false **** Gu Hong didn't even look at them. Doesn't that explain the problem?

"Boom—"

Suddenly, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, hitting the gate of the Tiangong Pavilion camp.

A false god, with lingering fear, took back a foot he had stepped forward.

He just took a tentative step out of the camp, but the result was thunderous.

Needless to say, it must be the false **** Gu Hong!

Sure enough, within the camp of Tiangong Pavilion, 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 the Lingguo, the Tiangong Pavilion camp is the only safe place!

"The aroma of the spirit fruit has begun to spread. It seems that the spirit fruit is about to mature. Even if you can't get the spirit fruit, absorbing more aroma will help our cultivation."

A false **** spoke.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

I have to say that the location of the Tiangong Pavilion camp is not far from the Lingguo Vortex.

After the false **** Gu Hong occupied the hundred-mile range of the Lingguo whirlpool, the camp of Tiangong Pavilion was the best place.

Here, you can smell the aroma of spiritual fruit without worrying about danger.

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

What they didn't know was that Zhou Shu, who had his back to them in the distance, also secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

He's pretending to be Gu Hong now, but the fake ones can't be real after all. If those fake gods in the camp come out, they only need to fight, and the opponent will immediately find out that he is a fake.

No way, there is still a big gap between his current strength and the false **** Gu Hong.

But fortunately, they were bluffed back by themselves.

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

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

"It's not a big problem here. The one in Tongguan City, if there are no accidents, Zhan should be able to get it too. In this way, Zhan can swallow three spiritual fruits."

Zhou Shu pondered in his heart, "I don't know how his strength compares with the false **** Guhong after he has taken three spiritual fruits."

"Gu Hong will definitely not give up on this fourth spiritual fruit."

Zhou Shu knew in his heart that it would be more difficult to **** the spirit fruit later on.

Now it's just that the three spiritual fruits are ripening at the same time, and I'm already a little out of control.

The following spirit fruits will only appear more and more densely. How can I attack so many spirit fruits at the same time?

Thinking of this, Zhou Shu understands why those saints are not worried that the birth of the spirit fruit will create the acquired saints.

Because it is too difficult to get three thousand spirit fruits.

This is almost an impossible task.

Right now, he has almost used all his strengths to **** three spiritual fruits. Next, if Zhan can't quickly become stronger, then it's just a dream to **** three thousand spiritual fruits.

"If after swallowing three spirit fruits, Zhan's strength can be compared to that of the false **** Gu Hong, then there is still a possibility to compete."

Zhou Shu said to himself.

He will try his best to help Zhan, but if Zhan's own growth cannot keep up, then Zhou Shu has nothing to do.

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

…

Stayed on the edge of the spiritual fruit vortex for many days as the false **** Gu Hong, over the past few days, powerful people from all walks of life have been coming.

However, those who had no 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 spiritual fruit vortex without authorization.

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

This is only the top 100 false gods, what if it is the top ten among the 3,000 false gods?

What if it is the most powerful false god?

Zhou Shu now feels more and more that it is almost impossible to win three thousand spirit fruits.

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

After all, the more spiritual fruits you devour, the stronger your strength will be. This is beyond doubt.

"Boom—"

Just when Zhou Shu was full of thoughts, that spiritual fruit finally matured!

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

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhou Shu reached out and grabbed the spiritual fruit.

"Brother Gu Hong, you are a little out of character."

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

"You shot ahead of time, but there are some bad rules. This spirit fruit cannot be given to you."

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

The figure is not tall, but it is imposing, not inferior to the previous false **** Gu Hong.

Zhou Shu's heart sank, everything went well before, and now he is about to get the spiritual fruit, is trouble coming instead?

"Boom—"

Zhou Shu made a decisive decision, grabbed the spiritual fruit, put it into the box he prepared in advance, turned into a golden light without saying a word, and fled towards the distance.

The false **** who came from tearing through the space was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that the false **** Gu Hong would escape!

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

It is impossible for him to be afraid of himself.

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

With such hesitation, the false **** could no longer see Zhou Shu.

He was furious.

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

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

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

This time I really opened my eyes.

The false god, Gu Hong, can escape?

But having said that, whoever changes, will run first.

Of course you have the spirit fruit, you need to find a quiet place to take it first. At this time, isn't it stupid to fight with people?

After taking the spirit fruit, don't you want to fight anyway?

"It's a pity that the top 100 false gods have left the field so early, and our chances are even smaller."

Those false gods sighed one by one.

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

But now, the false **** Gu Hong has actually made a move so early, what does he mean?

He wants to win multiple spiritual fruits?

The more spiritual fruits you take, the stronger your strength will be, which is naturally clear to the false gods.

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

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

Everyone is very tacit, stop after grabbing one spirit fruit, and three thousand spirit fruits will be divided among three thousand people, so that no one person will become too much better than others.

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

The false **** Gu Hong, this is going to kill himself.

All the false gods thought in their hearts one after another, it's no wonder that some of the top 100 false gods also took action to stop the false **** Gu Hong.

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

He looked around, but within the range of vision, there was no figure of the false **** Gu Hong.

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

The false **** frowned and said to himself, "He dared to break the rules, this is his own destruction!"

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

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

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

That person, of course, is Zhou Shu who has displayed his magical powers.

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

This is also thanks to the box he prepared in advance to isolate the breath of the spirit fruit, otherwise, just the fragrance from the spirit fruit would have attracted countless enemies for him.

"If you keep the spirit fruit in your hand, it will be a hidden danger."

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

The next moment, Zhou Shu used his body skills and headed towards Tongguan City.

Almost at the same time, outside the city of Tongguan, a great battle had already broken out.

"Pseudo God, you are courting death!"

There was a loud shout, and a figure rushed out of the countless magical lights, covered in blood.

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

The yelling figure sprinkled a pool of blood, and fled into the distance in embarrassment.

Behind him, more than a dozen false gods are chasing after him.

On 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 false gods will not affect them.

"The fake **** Jintong is a real cow, he even picked a dozen, and he ran out."

The people on the top of the city are almost all Tianzun, one of them said.

"Who said it wasn't? I heard a few days ago that the false **** Jintong seems to have cast an evil soldier himself. Now it seems that the rumors are true in all likelihood. Otherwise, with his strength , How could it be possible to escape from the siege of a dozen false gods?"

A Tianzun has an expression on his face that I know the inside story.

"False God Jintong created evil soldiers himself? What's going on?"

The rest of the Heavenly Venerates asked curiously.

"I know this."

Suddenly a voice sounded, and a Tianzun with a strange face said, "The false **** Jintong used the method of blood sacrifice to cast divine soldiers, and the casts were out-and-out evil soldiers. It will affect people's sanity and make people bloodthirsty and brutal."

"If you don't believe me, you will have the opportunity to observe in the future. Once the fake Shenjintong fights with others, his eyes will turn red and he will become extremely irritable."

Tian Zun said.

Everyone is a little stunned, the appearance of the fake **** just now is really like this.

"The dignified false **** is already strong enough, but in order to become stronger, he turned himself into a lunatic."

You Tianzun shook his head and said.

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

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

Because they are not strong enough, they can only be spectators here, and they are not even qualified to end.

"Don't think about that, the fake **** Jintong is a fool, leaving the Tiangong Pavilion unused here, but going to forge evil soldiers by himself."

A voice said, "There are so many powerful magic weapons here in Tiangong Pavilion. If we want to become stronger, we only need to spend money to buy magic weapons. Why should we envy fake gods? Make yourself crazy like him Yes, is it good?"

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

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

"Where is the pavilion master? Where is the pavilion master? I wonder if the pavilion master can tailor a magic weapon for me?"

A Tianzun looked around and said.

The rest of the Heavenly Venerates rolled their eyes in unison.

I want to fart!

A mere Tianzun, you want the master of the Tiangong Pavilion to forge a magic weapon for you?

Instead of having that sweet dream, why not choose the magic soldiers in Tongguan City.

There are still many good things on display in Tongguan City.

The spirit fruit has been snatched away by the false **** Jintong, and there is no need to watch the excitement. The thoughts of the gods have been placed in Tongguan City again.

Don't mention how much business the group of Tianzun brought to Tongguan City under their excitement.

Zhan pretends to be a fake **** Jintong, and runs wildly all the way.

It is not the first time that he has been hunted down. Last time, he was not a false god.

Of course, there were not so many false gods chasing him that time.

"I eat!"

While fleeing, Zhan stuffed the spiritual fruit in his mouth.

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

But this is also something that can't be helped.

If he doesn't eat it now, if he is caught up by those false gods behind him, if one is not good, the spirit fruit may be taken away.

Compared with the two, it is completely acceptable to lose part of the utility.

With previous experience, Zhan knows that after swallowing the spiritual fruit, it is not that he will 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 still be recognized by others.

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

Zhan gritted his teeth and said, not daring to pause for 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 at all.

If they were caught up, they would definitely tear themselves apart.

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

Thinking of this, Zhan felt chills all over his body, and couldn't help running away a little faster.

He doesn't want to be eaten alive!

"Jin Tong, stop for us!"

The false gods behind kept shouting.

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

The battle loudly said.

"Hand over the spirit fruit, and I will spare you!"

The false gods gritted their teeth angrily and roared.

"Three thousand spirit fruits, only a few have appeared, you still have opportunities."

Zhan loudly said, "I have already eaten the spirit fruit, and it is useless even if you catch up to me."

Just as he was shouting, Zhan suddenly felt a powerful aura approaching quickly in front of him.

When he wanted to escape, it was already too late.

Then he saw that figure with his own eyes, coming hundreds of feet away in front of him.

"You—"

The figure stopped in the air, his face was full of astonishment, and he was stunned for a moment.

Zhan: "I..."

Damn it, didn't Mu Zhixing say that the fake Shenjintong went to the place where the third spiritual fruit was born?

How did he appear here?

Ju Zhixing is unreliable!

In the distance, the false gods who were chasing after Zhan also stopped suddenly and looked straight into the distance.

I saw two identical fake gods standing there with big eyes facing each other.

"Who are you, why are you pretending to be a god!"

Pseudo-Shen Jintong's face darkened, and he said coldly.

"I still want to ask you, why are you pretending to be me?"

Zhan shouted with anger on his face.

"Looking for death!"

The false **** Jintong shouted, flipped his wrist, and the evil soldier appeared in his hand, and slashed towards Zhan Bian.

Zhan did not show any weakness, and also appeared a magic weapon in his hand. The appearance of that magic weapon was exactly the same as the magic weapon in the hands of the false **** Jintong.

In the eyes of those pseudo-gods in the distance, they saw two identical pseudo-gods, Jintong, fighting together with identical magic weapons.

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

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

"What's the matter with the fake God, do you want to hide it?"

"It's possible!"

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

All 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 false **** Jintong avoided the attacks of the two false gods and said angrily.

He was just trying to get rid of the **** who pretended to be himself. These false gods, actually attacking him, is it tolerable or unbearable?

The pseudo-god Jintong, who holds evil soldiers in his hand, is easily irritable. Now that someone attacks him for no reason, how can he bear it?

Without any hesitation, the false **** Jintong raised the evil soldier in his hand and launched a counterattack.

When he fought back, the false gods became more and more sure that this was a play he deliberately derived, and wanted to hide it!

"Damn it, why are you beating me? Go beat that counterfeit! He is the one who stole the spirit fruit, and I am innocent!"

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

He is still emitting the sound of spiritual fruit, how can the false gods let him go.

However, he is agile and dodges from left to right. For a while, everyone has nothing to do with him.

Although more than a dozen false gods attacked the false gods Jintong and Zhan at the same time, they also had their own ghosts, so it was impossible for them to work together.

Under each other's plans, the scene suddenly became chaotic.

It is also by making use of this chaos that Zhan can continue to swim in it. Otherwise, if more than a dozen false gods work together to deal with him, even if he eats another spiritual fruit, he will end up very miserable.

"Don't fight, don't fight, I admit, I am a fake god, that is my substitute!"

Zhan dodged left and right, shouting loudly.

Pseudo-Shen Jintong is about to go mad with anger, this **** came out of nowhere, dare to pretend to be himself!

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

The aura on the pseudo-shenjintong's body is rising steadily and becoming stronger.

"Boom—"

A false **** was directly slashed and flew by the false **** Jintong.

There was a bone-deep wound on the false god's chest, and the wound was entangled with black air, which could not heal.

The face of the false **** changed drastically, and his figure retreated.

There was madness in the eyes of the false **** Jintong. He waved the evil soldiers and began to kill all directions, but no one could be his enemy.

All the false gods were shocked and fled in all directions.

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

But neither the other false gods nor the false **** Jintong gave Zhan this chance.

The fragrance of the spiritual fruit emanating from his body all the time is a little light in the darkness, making him very eye-catching.

He made a slight move to escape, and the false gods immediately turned their guns and attacked him in groups.

At this time, Zhandong is hiding in Tibet, and everyone and the false gods communicate with each other, and they will soon fight together again.

The scene was chaotic and weird, no one noticed that Zhan's strength was slowly improving, and the scent of spiritual fruit on his body was also slowly fading.

This process is very slow, and the false gods in the fierce battle didn't notice it for a while.

As Zhan's strength became stronger and stronger, he wandered among the false gods more and more easily.

If he is alone, even if his strength improves, he is still no match for more than a dozen false gods.

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

In this case, Zhan seems to have become a foil, and he even has to pay attention to protecting the false **** Jintong, so that he cannot be defeated too quickly.

"I'm telling you, you are all dead! If you dare to provoke me, you are all dead!"

Zhan yelled while dodging.

The red-eyed pseudo-Shen Jintong's eyes were full of red light. Although the **** who pretended to be himself should be damned, he said a lot.

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

"You are all dead!"

The false **** Jintong said with a hideous face, surrounded by black air.

The words of the two are exactly the same, which makes the false gods more and more believe that they are the same group.

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

Those false gods roared~IndoMTL.com~Strong strength means they can do whatever they want, if you have the ability, kill me! "

Zhan Da shouted, "I'm a fake **** who has been doing things all my life, why do I need to explain to you! The spiritual fruit is mine, don't even think about it!"

The fake God Jintong, who was about to lose his mind, felt a heat in his heart. He suddenly felt that this guy pretending to be himself didn't seem so hateful.

He's right, I've been doing things all my life as a hypocrite, so why do I need to explain it to others!

"Roar---"

The false **** Jintong raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and the black energy on his body was filled with another three points.

"Get out~IndoMTL.com~or die!"

The eyes of the false **** Jintong were blood-red, like a beast, and he could not see any reason at all.

"I know how to do things, and I don't need to explain to you! Lingguo, I'm going to make a decision!"

Before the words fell, the evil soldiers in the hands of the false gods had already cut countless sword lights, as if they were going to smash all the false gods into pieces.

"Arrogance!"

Those false gods were also completely enraged. Are there more than a dozen false gods among them who are afraid that a mere false **** will fail?

"You are courting death!"

Both sides were really fighting, 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 of destroying heaven and earth spread to the surroundings. In the dazzling explosion light, there was one less fake god, and one more strange face.