The statue of the god has changed.

The statue of the god used to be a spider-turned elf that had been enlarged several times. The upper body was a charming woman and the lower body was an ugly spider. Now, the only beauty of this statue has disappeared. The woman on the upper body is gone, and the original position of the statue was replaced by an extremely ugly flower spider.

Eight furry paws were lying on the ground, and a woman's face grew on her round head. [bsp;   If someone changed the statue of the god, he would not believe it even if Yang Dashuan was killed.

Then the only explanation - the image of God has changed herself.

This face is so beautiful that it is so magnificent that it is hard to look at it directly, as if it is really a legendary god.

However, the woman's face always had a smile, and the slightly raised corners of her mouth seemed to have a sense of ridicule. Her eyes filled with white eyes observing the world without any mind, with anger and contempt for ordinary creatures. No matter what person this face grows on, it is enough to make the entire continent fall into a state of madness!

But now it suddenly grows on the head of a spotted spider, which gives people a feeling of being creepy.

These eyes are staring at myself!

Yang Dashuan clearly felt that the statue was staring at him!

The slaves and Beamon watched Yang Dashuan walk back and forth stupidly, not knowing what this guy wants to do. Yang Dashuan doesn't know why he left like this. He always felt that this god was staring at him - she was like she was living.

"Lord Rog?" Mag whispered. "What should we do? Destroy this temple!"

Mag made up his mind that the work of destroying the temple must be done by this idiot. Although it was just a creature of the abyss to miss the temple built in his hometown, Mag also did not want to do such blasphemy. Using people as guns is the only way.

Yang Dashuan didn't say anything.

His eyes always fell on the spider statue in the temple. For some reason, he always felt that this spider would pounce on him the next moment. "You guys stay here, I'll go in and take a look!"

"Master, I'll go too!"

THAAD followed Yang Dashuan with a mace.

The four Bemon priests looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Lord Rog, my thunder lizard is too big, it can't enter the temple. I and they will stay here." Mag nodded and bowed to Yang Dashuan. Theirs in Mag's mouth were naturally the three priests Blatt.

Although I know this is just an excuse, why didn’t Lao Yang care about it?

Instructing the slaves to guard the place, Yang Dashuan led Thad to the temple.

As we climbed up the steps, each step with half-blade height was placed on both sides of the stairs that looked like a fire frame. The red flames were originally burning, but after Yang Dashuan passed by, a blue flame head quietly rose from the flames. The flame head quickly spread out like black ink dripping into milk and covered the original color.

Mag's eyes widened.

He wanted to call Yang Dashuan, but he felt like something was stuck in his throat. No matter how hard he opened his mouth, he couldn't make a sound. He could only watch Yang Dashuan get closer and closer to the temple...

THAAD also discovered all this.

Although the ogre is red and green blind, once the black flame turns blue in his eyes, it is extremely eye-catching for the ogre. After looking at his master, he seemed to have not noticed these things at all. Thad, who was a little scared, had to shrink his neck and follow Yang Dashuan to continue walking forward.

Hesitate...

Just as everyone was looking at Yang Dashuan, they didn't know when they were filled with such sounds around them.

Blatt beat a clever and hurriedly pulled Prince Mag beside him.

Hiss...

The sound is getting louder and louder.

The ogre slaves also discovered that under their natural alertness and countless trainings in Maple Leaf Town, these ogres quickly moved closer to the middle. They all clasped the stone maces and looked around and under their feet with vigilance!

Gradually, it seemed like someone was knocking on the stone slab, just under the thick snow.

"boom!"

A stone slab was broken, and under the slabs that were divided into pieces, an ugly head covered with soil stretched out. The pair of pointed jaws, as hard as iron pliers, were venting their breath towards the bluestone slabs. Under Mag's horrified gaze, the fist-sized stone slab was ground into powder by the pair of pointed jaws. As the head stretched out from the soil, two arms, like the limbs of mantis, also lay on the ground.

Cry ant!

Mag immediately took a breath of air conditioning.

Damn it, this crypt ant is more than two rounds longer than the guys who attacked the camp last night! Even if he was lying on the ground, one person was taller!

One end, two ends, three ends...

The floor was pierced one after another, and crypt ants crawled out from the ground one after another.

Mag stared at his eyes, and a cold air spread from his back to his body. These crypt ants were countless. Moreover, among these crypt ants, there were several huge spider-formed elves swimming constantly. They were holding various weapons and were squeezed on the periphery by the crypt ants.

"Lord Rogge!"

Mag yelled wildly at the top of his voice.

In this situation, for some reason, Mag especially hoped that Yang Dashuan could turn back. In Mag's thoughts, it seemed that only Yang Dashuan could solve these damn demonized creatures. It just made Mag's almost desperate thing happen. Yang Dashuan, who had originally climbed up the stairs, was still in his own field of vision. After this shout, Yang Dashuan's clear back suddenly rippled, and then a white mist quickly spread out from an unknown place, instantly blocking the gaze of the temple and everyone looking at Yang Dashuan.

"It's over!"

Mag murmured to himself.

There are probably thousands of demonized creatures... Just by their own thunder lizard and about three hundred ogre slaves, they will only end up as dinner. The crypt ants slowly crawled and made a serene sound. I wonder if it was because of such a large number of food, all the crypt ants were excitedly rubbing their slender and sharp forelimbs.

The spider-turned elves took advantage of their height and kept shuttled through the crypt ants colony and approaching forward at an extremely fast speed!

The slaves blinked, feeling a little overwhelmed.

If they encounter enemies that are several times more than ten times more, they would have chosen to escape rather than standing here and biting their trembling teeth. Without Yang Dashuan supervising the battle, their only remaining courage was also swallowed by these endless crypt ants.

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ps:

Spontaneous book starts with ten thousand every day, often bursting...

Even though I am looking for a job, I still try my best to maintain about 6,000 yuan a day...

Many authors may not be able to do this amount of updates.

I don't say anything else, nor do I play any emotional cards.

The author is also a human being and needs life.

I just hope that brothers don’t remove the books and leave them in the bookshelf. I will insist on updating more than 6,000 yuan a day...
Chapter completed!