Listening to the words of the Demon Lord of Destiny, He Shan's expression gradually returned to normal.

It was him who was arrested, but there was no trace of horror on his face. His calm eyes seemed to be the winner who was arrested, not the Demon Lord of Destiny.

The Demon Lord of Fate frowned: "Why are you not afraid at all? Do you think I'm bragging?"

He Shan shook his head: "I believe all of what you said."

"But the outcome has not been decided yet. It would be too early for you to say the declaration of victory now."

The Demon Lord of Fate had no expression on his face, but his heart was shaking.

He knew from the beginning that since He Shan dared to provoke him and came to Xiongzhou, he would definitely have a trump card in his hand.

But he thought he could threaten the territory of the Demon Lord of Destiny.

He had thought before that the trump card was projected by He Shan's decomposition machine.

Now it seems that He Shan’s real trump card has not been brought out yet.

But now the Demon Lord of Destiny doesn't want to continue to test He Shan. Bonoyev's death just now made Destiny's moves a little big, which attracted some other things.

The other three demon lords are watching the fun outside the realm.

If He Shan takes advantage of him, he will make those three guys laugh at him.

So he raised his hand and threads rushed towards He Shan's head.

No matter what trump card He Shan has, as long as his silk thread is parasitized in his brain, those trump cards will belong to his destiny.

Straws of white silk are almost approaching He Shan.

And He Shan closed his eyes.

Puff!

The sound of silk thread piercing into the body appeared and spread far in the quiet snow.

But what made the Demon Lord of Fate a little unbelievable was that these silk threads pierced the bodies of those snowmen!

His silk thread was bounced away when it approached He Shan!

So he immediately ordered the snowman to twist He Shan's head off. He no longer wanted He Shan to be his puppet.

But He Shan, who was originally steadily suppressed, actually stood up!

The snow people wanted to complete the instructions of the Demon Lord of Destiny, but their hands stopped when they were one centimeter away from He Shan, and they could not stop He Shan's actions.

He Shan put away the fairly complete sword, then looked at the Demon Lord of Destiny with calm eyes: "The battle just now was to collect some information, and now the real battle has begun!"

His shoulders shook, and all the snowmen around him were pressing against him, and his body suddenly burst.

This time they turned into minced meat, and even the silk thread of the Demon Lord of Destiny could not glue them together.

"This...what happened?"

The Demon Lord of Fate took two steps back and looked around in horror.

He suddenly felt that the concentration of magic energy in his domain suddenly increased.

This was something that should have been happy, but those enhancing energy did not obey his orders, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart.

The spider silk field is obviously his field, but now he feels like he is standing in someone else's field.

He Shan stood there, wearing a white robe and a white mask on his face.

This is his appearance in Suiyuan Shop. Now he has turned on Suiyuan Shop Manager mode!

He is not a fool. He knows that he is not the opponent of the Demon Lord of Destiny, of course he cannot just come to the appointment like this.

Before provoking the Demon Lord of Destiny, He Shan collected a large number of domain master certificates.

He used those domain owners to prove that he paved narrow overlapping areas along the highway to the north, and paved them all the way to the border between the two continents.

Then he laid a large circle in Xiongzhou.

After all this was prepared, He Shancai challenged the Demon Lord of Destiny and came to Xiongzhou to make an appointment!

As long as the Demon Lord of Destiny appears, the final winner will definitely be He Shan.

Even if the Demon Lord of Destiny doesn't come out, He Shan doesn't lose anything. Anyway, the road that is paved with fate will be paved to the north one day.

In addition to the spider silk domain of the Demon Lord of Destiny, He Shan also felt three other powerful wills.

The masters of these three wills are now outside the spider silk domain, smiling at the troubles of the Demon Lord of Destiny, and unaware that the danger was approaching.

A powerful aura suddenly burst out from the Demon Lord of Destiny.

This momentum is more than ten times stronger than when fighting He Shan, and the ground is shaken out of the gap.

When He Shan put on that dress, he recognized He Shan.

One of his slaves wanted to spread his power in Lianhai City, Zhongzhou, and control the young wizards there, but that was the case that the store manager of Suiyuan was ruined.

"So it's you. So you came this time because you hate me for going to your territory a while ago, so you came to take revenge on me?"

"Don't think that I withdrew my strength at the beginning, just because I was afraid of you. I just don't want to fight in your territory."

"Now this is my territory, and even you don't want to leave alive!"

Endless silk threads spread out from the ground, turning the entire spider silk field into a white world.

When dealing with He Shan, the silk thread used was only about a few cubic meters above the sky, but the white silk thread that was mobilized now is as large as a mountain!

This is the true strength of the Demon Lord of Destiny!

Rumble!

"Deadly Silk Sea!"

The huge amount of silk threads, like a tsunami, drowned out He Shan’s location. Under the friction of huge power, the sound of thunder came faintly.

Everything in the range, whether it is snow, rocks, or the fragments of the sword that He Shan did not recover, was silently turned into powder.

But this is not over yet. The Demon Lord of Fate clasped his hands together and then widened his eyes.

"The Magic Silk Hanging Tomb!"

All the wires began to rotate and squeeze regularly.

Finally it turned into a white skein with a diameter of more than ten meters and suspended in the air. This white skein was under tremendous pressure, and even the carbonite would be squeezed into a diamond!

The Demon Lord of Fate looked up at the skein, his eyes narrowed, and a thin silk thread appeared in his hand.

"You won't be able to be solved so easily. If you're still alive, don't stay in it."

Dozens of huge rings appeared outside the huge skein.

The rings rotated quickly, and all the highly compressed silk threads suddenly turned into powder and fell to the ground. He Shan was wearing a white robe in the center of the ball without any wrinkles.

He looked down at the Demon Lord of Destiny, feeling a little surprised.

Is this the eighth-level monster? The power just now made him feel a little bit of pressure.

Although this pressure is not very obvious, it does exist.

The only thing that made He Shan feel pressured before was the attack that spanned the starry sky.

The eighth level is already like this, so what should the ninth level strongman be? Is it the same level of strength as himself?

And below, the Demon Lord of Fate was even more shocked.

He had already made every effort just now. Although he knew that He Shan would not die under this move, he didn't expect that He Shan would not react at all.

If he avoided it, then the Demon Lord of Destiny could still understand it.

But he endured his attack head-on and was unscathed!

What kind of strong man can achieve this?
Chapter completed!