Chapter 626: Between people and monsters, there are no friends, only interests

"Oh, I didn't expect that you, a strange person, could still say such righteous words."

"Then...you go and die."

Behind He Shan, the black gold sword tree grew out, and the ferocious sword dragon roared at the sky, and the earth and rocks were flying around before they could take action.

The huge power gathered on the stegosaurus, and even the poor believers in red could see how terrible the dragon had.

The Ghost King of Double Swords suddenly stiffened when he saw the Stegosaurus.

He measured his strength and sadly discovered that his energy was not as powerful as He Shan's moves...

He Shan’s energy core and the capacity of magic energy are already so numerous that it is perverted.

Now the energy core has been penetrated by the Black Gold Sword Tree, and its capacity has increased several times. Compared with the energy core of ordinary magicians, it is like a monster.

Besides, the magicians and monsters can still treat each other equally in the early stage. In the later stage, the excellent magicians have the ability to crush monsters of the same level.

Therefore, the gap between He Shan and the Double Sword Ghost King is simply too obvious.

The sword dragon was hanging without being released, and the Ghost King of Two Swords suddenly changed his style and extended his hand to He Shan.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet."

"That was what I thought when I was a human being. Now I'm a ghost, how could I still be so pedantic?"

"Where we are evil and humans, there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests. He can no longer bring me benefits, so he is no longer my friend."

After saying that, the Ghost King of Two Swords held his two treasure swords and escaped in shame.

"You...you...death, I won't let you go."

Sarilang was so angry that he couldn't speak. The touch he had just now was like feeding the dog.

But now, he cannot focus all his attention on being angry, and there is a terrifying enemy in front of him.

"Don't think that if you scare away the Ghost King of Shuangshao and defeat the useless person Zhu Ku, you can easily knead me. I'm better than you imagined."

He Shan tilted his head and asked him seriously: "You want to attach your head to a dog or a sheep. I am very kind, you can choose it."

"Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated, ah..."

Sarilang rushed up.

Sarilang was defeated.

Sarilang's head was placed on the left side of the little fragrant pig's head...

There is nothing to say about the process of solving Sarilang, and he is not as hard to deal with as Zhu's anger.

After defeating him, He Shan rushed to another stronghold of the Old Gods Cult.

In a few days, he would return to the Pyropolis Valley in the name of the store manager Suiyuan and turn it into another venue for magicians to kill monsters.

I believe that this double-sword ghost king who is very "aware of the current affairs" will definitely give up his monsters to the magicians, making the magicians stronger.

...

There is a city view sand table in Hanjiang City, municipal building and the lobby on the third floor.

He Shan led a pig with two heads to the municipal building, attracting countless people to watch.

When he walked to the sand table, He Shan turned his head and asked, "It's really here? You're not fooling me."

Sarilang lowered his eyebrows and said with a pleasing look: "Absolutely, Boss He, this sand table is actually a special overlapping area. Don't look at this thing, it actually has a different world inside."

"In this sand table, people are as big as gravel, and they cannot enter without special means."

"Old Twelve, here, secretly collecting human souls, and no one has ever suspected that there is a problem here."

Now Sarilang has been subdued by He Shan, so he can make suggestions together.

When He Shanzhen wanted to ask them how to enter the sand table world, a ray of light suddenly appeared in the sand table in front of him.

"not good!"

He Shan took Zhu Diao and Sa Rilang, and his figure disappeared instantly and came to Suiyuan Shop.

Then he frowned and looked at his arm, the edges of his palms and the outside of his arm, burned by the power of the explosion.

This is a trap!

He drew his sword and pointed it at Zhu Diao's eyebrows: "Are you lying to me on purpose, trying to lead it into the trap?"

Zhu was so frightened that he shivered, and Xiaoxiangzhu pulled him straight away.

"Even if I eat Xiong Xin and Leopard's courage, I will not dare to frame you, Mr. He."

"Besides, this explosion is so powerful, let alone whether it can kill you, I will definitely die."

He Shan withdrew his sharp eyes, and Zhu Diao and Sa Rilang were indeed unable to lead themselves into the trap.

The only possibility now is that he successively destroyed the strongholds of the Old Gods Clan, which aroused the vigilance of the Old Gods Clan. They gave up the exposed strongholds and set them into traps, hoping to bury He Shan here.

After waiting for a few minutes, He Shan returned to the municipal building through the Suiyuan Shop.

It was desolate to see, the entire building was razed to the ground, and several nearby buildings were all affected.

No injured person was seen on the scene because everyone would die within the power of the explosion.

The power of this explosion is highly concentrated. Even if a crown-level powerful man like He Shan does not hide in the Suiyuan Shop, he will at least be seriously injured and cannot continue to investigate.

But He Shan is different from a normal crown-level magician. When he saw this scene, he felt his anger burning in his heart, and he became more determined to destroy the Old God Cult.

As the strength becomes stronger, the number of ordinary people involved will increase, and a single thought may cause hundreds of casualties.

Therefore, the believers of the Old Gods Clan cannot be free. Every day they survive is exchanged for the lives of countless innocent people.

He looked at Zhu Zhe and said, "He can give up one or two strongholds, but I don't believe they can give up all the strongholds!"

...

Deep in the clouds, there is an unknown ancient city where tens of thousands of refugees live.

At the beginning of the invasion of the wicked planets, in order to avoid escaping here, they still do not know the order of the Middle Kingdom until today, and have returned to humans.

The exact age of this ancient city is no longer verified. There is a temple in the center of the city that worships ancient totems.

However, the statues in this temple have now become an indescribable old god.

The Old Gods' Order transports a large amount of supplies here every day to meet the basic survival needs of these refugees, and all these refugees need to do is pray devoutly.

What they provided to the old master was the faith required for the resurrection.

When He Shan led the two-headed pig and arrived here, he did not see the temple or the refugees.

What he saw was a mountain of corpses!

Tens of thousands of corpses piled up on the temple, posing with huge faces, staring indifferently at the direction where He Shan arrived.

It seems to be ridiculing, it seems to be provoking.

The sword of the Prison was unsheathed, and a fire dragon ignited the endless corpses, and He Shan turned around and left.

"Go to the next place."
Chapter completed!