"What?"

Gu Shejing was shocked: "Sir, you want to plot the ultimate weapon of the Shi God Clan? How is this possible! That mirror hangs over the God Clan's talisman, sprinkling billions of rays of divine clouds and mist to nourish all the spirits of the Shi God Clan, how is it possible?

Taken away?”

Lin Fan chuckled and said: "So... my target is not that mirror, but the sun-shooting bow of the Guye Protoss."

Gu Shejing's pupils narrowed.

Lin Fan glanced at Gushe Jing and said: "Yes, the Sun-shooting Divine Clan does belong to your Gushe God Clan, but it does belong to the Shishen Clan now. No matter what, I can guarantee that the Shishen Clan has already made the Sun-shooting God Clan."

Treat it as something that belongs to his family."

"Damn it!" Gu Shejing yelled angrily.

Lin Fan chuckled and said: "You said that if the Sun-shooting Divine Bow disappears suddenly and then appears among the royal family... what will happen to the Primordial Chaos God Clan?"

"Isn't the price too high?"

Gu Shejing smiled bitterly.

Lin Fan said nothing.

Gu Shejing laughed at himself: "I, Gu Shejing, may be the most incompetent leader of the God clan in history; the majestic clan artifacts can only become the cornerstone of the conspiracy."

Lin Fan glanced at him.

Gu Shejing smiled miserably, but soon, his eyes narrowed and he said: "Aren't you afraid, sir, that this kind of frame-up will not succeed? Aren't you afraid that when the royal family discovers the Sun-shooting Divine Bow, they will directly send it back to the Shishen Clan?

, so as to get back together with the Shi Shen Clan?"

Lin Fan smiled sarcastically and said: "If you were to find the ultimate weapon falling from the sky into your hands, could you... return it to its owner?"

Gu Shejing was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

"How many people in this world can really resist temptation? The reason why they can resist temptation is because the temptation is not big enough and the benefits are not big enough."

Lin Fan spoke quietly, and Gu Shejing sighed, but nodded. It was obvious that he strongly agreed with Lin Fan's argument.

"Gentlemen... may I ask where this sun-shooting bow ultimately belongs?"

Gu Shejing smiled sadly and said: "That is an ancestral weapon. If it is lost in my hands, even if you die, you will not be able to see the ancestors."

Lin Fan was silent for a while and then said: "The Sun-shooting Divine Bow belongs to the Gushe God Clan. This is a fact that no one can change."

Gu Shejing took a step back, then bowed down and said, "Then I'll take care of everything, sir."

Lin Fan looked at Gu Shejing with complicated eyes.

What he said was that the Sun-shooting Divine Bow belonged to the Gushe God Clan.

This sentence is indeed correct.

The Sun-shooting Divine Bow comes from the Guye Divine Clan and was refined by the ancestor of the clan. No one can erase this fact.

However, he did not say that the future Sun-shooting Divine Bow would belong to the Guye Divine Clan. He did not clearly say that the Sun-shooting Divine Clan would eventually be in the hands of the Gushe Divine Clan.

"I'm sorry...even if you treat me sincerely, you are still my enemy after all..."

Lin Fan sighed deeply in his heart.

He will send the Gushe Protoss back to its peak.

But the sun-shooting bow...

Forget it.

Even if it requires the help of the World Tree or the Thunder Pond to suppress it for eternity, it is better than staying in the Gushe God Clan.

If one day, the Gushe God Clan appears on the battlefield between the two realms holding the Sun Shego bow, how many relatives, close friends, and subordinates will die under that bow?

Of course, Lin Fan would not allow this kind of thing to happen to him.

…

King Yaksha sat quietly in the restaurant opposite the mountain gate of the Shishen Clan's Divine Mansion.

He is pouring himself a drink.

It's just less than half an hour here.

But there is actually an intuition that makes the blood boil and the blood boils.

It's like going back to those green days before he became king, when he walked around the world with a sword and killed everyone in the world, when he was happy and grudged.

His whole body was excited, and the weapon in the talisman ring was buzzing, showing his eagerness to drink blood.

Suddenly, King Yaksha narrowed his eyes.

There was an old man with a gloomy and gloomy face walking out of the mountain gate of the Shi Shen Clan's Divine Mansion.

"Elder?"

King Yaksha frowned.

This level is a bit low, and it doesn't seem worth his while.

He is a majestic king. At the very least, he must kill the top group of people in the Protoss Clan in order to better reflect his identity.

It seems a bit embarrassing to kill an elder of this level.

He did not move, but when the elder who walked out of the mountain gate walked three hundred steps away from the mountain gate, a bloody sword suddenly shot out of a big tree.

This tree is so huge that even twenty people might not be able to hug it full.

But when the killing sword appeared, the entire tree exploded, sawdust flew, and the tree thousands of feet high tilted, casting a large shadow on the ground, causing the creatures on the long street to scream and run away.

"Who dares to ambush and kill the elders of the First God Clan? Are you so tired of living?"

The elder of the Shi Shen Clan shouted fiercely, and swatted his big hand forward. The wind in his palm was fierce, and the air was turbulent.

The killing sword was suddenly tilted and struck past his ear, cutting his skin and causing blood to splatter.

"With such ability, you still want to assassinate this elder?"

The elder smiled ferociously.

"Idiot."

King Yaksha drank all the wine in his cup.

He glanced at the elder contemptuously.

How could the Rakshasa soldiers act so poorly?

How could it be possible to miss a hit?

really……

With a hiss, just when the elder relaxed his mind and was about to chase after the murderous sword and kill the ambush killer directly, a blue broken blade suddenly came across the air and surrounded his neck.

With a twist, a big head flew high into the sky!

The blood in the chest surged three thousand feet!

Then, a figure flashed past in mid-air, but the head flying high disappeared and was taken away by the killer who suddenly appeared in mid-air.

"Where can I leave this rat behind?"

"Have you eaten the courage of heavenly beings? You dare to cause trouble in front of our clan's divine palace! You shall be punished!"

The two old men rushed out of the Divine Mansion of the First God Clan at the same time. They were both too terrifying, at least they were at the level of the Fifth Realm of Linshen.

They appeared at the same time, slapping forward, their big palms flying across the air, causing the void to explode, time and space to burst, and the rules to be chaotic!

"Almost qualified enough."

King Yaksha sighed softly.

He smiled and said, "It's strange that a cup of turbid wine tastes better than the fine wine in the palace."

He had disappeared, and the wine glass that had been brought to his lips slowly floated down and landed steadily on the table without making any sound.

"Rat! No matter who you are, you will die today!"

The two elders who were shot out from the divine palace had gloomy faces, and they blocked the killer who was raising his head one after another.

This killer wore a Rakshasa mask and was completely fearless, pointing his killing sword forward.

"They're just a bunch of ground rats. If we don't have any hiding place, killing them is no more difficult than killing a dog."

An elder smiled grimly.

Yasha, who was hiding in the void, sneered.

Then he showed up openly and openly.

His sudden appearance made the two elders scream strangely, with a look of horror in their eyes.

"Hiding yourself is not a sign of lack of strength... it's just a matter of giving the deceased some dignity."
Chapter completed!