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With a rumble, the boudoir was completely shattered, and the huge faucet turned into dust, leaving only a mess on the ground.

As chance taught, the dragon head also turned into a mortal thing, finished this life, and became one with the world.

Zhu Shu bent down and grabbed a handful of dust in his hand. He couldn't feel any power. It was just a mortal thing.

It's gone, nothing is gone, not even the opportunity. Zhu Shu stared around, with only this thought left in his mind.

Homer and others approached step by step and surrounded Zhu Shu.

By now, everyone was red-eyed and took out their trump cards.

"Zhu Shu, you didn't get a chance, did you? Tell me where the chance is, and our Brown family can let you go." Mr. Homer said.

"Zhu Shu, your time has passed. Whether the Moon Temple will become history is within your thoughts." Thunder God threatened.

They didn't get close, and no one was sure whether Zhu Shu would get the chance, or whether he would suddenly jump up and give everyone a killing blow.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhu Shu suddenly burst into laughter and laughed loudly.

After a while, the laughter stopped, and he stood up suddenly and said: "Did you ignore someone? How long have you not seen him? Haha, I am not the only one who is being played by him.

, you are just like me, you are all fools who are being teased at will."

"Zhushu, what do you mean?" Homer asked.

He frowned because he also felt that something was not quite right. Zhu Shu came to the Sinan Hall alone and waited here for several hours, but did not get the chance.

Now that all the main halls of Sinan Hall have been reduced to ruins, where has the opportunity gone?

"Haha, Mr. Homer, they say you are very smart, but you are just a fool. Sinan Palace has no chance, and the chance has been snatched away long ago. Have you forgotten who opened the door to the underground palace? He has a unique advantage.

Why don't you compete with us for the opportunity?" Zhu Shu looked at everyone with mocking eyes.

He was mocking these people and himself. He lived for more than a hundred years, but in the end he was played around by a young man in his twenties. This was the biggest stain and joke in his life.

Mr. Homer closed his eyes and meditated. He did not see Yang Mo for a day. You can imagine where Yang Mo went.

"Huyue, where is Yang Mo?" He suddenly opened his eyes and asked the tribesman.

Before coming in, he arranged for people to keep an eye on Yang Mo and Sanxing Old Man, the two most terrifying opponents.

"Sir, our people saw Yang Mo leaving the underground palace." Hu Yue responded.

"Yang Mo left the underground palace? Could it be said that he has got the opportunity?"

"Why did I ignore Yang Mo? I always thought he was by my side, fighting side by side?"

"Maybe that dragon ball is Sinan Dian's opportunity. What a shame, we were all deceived by him."

Only then did everyone react and started talking about it.

Zhu Shu looked at these people with only contempt in his eyes.

He said loudly: "I didn't get a chance, and there is no chance here. If you want to kill me, just come, but I won't sit still and wait for death. Even if I die, I will drag two people on my back."

After saying that, he moved his steps.

When you reach the encirclement, the crowd will automatically give way to a path.

They want to kill Zhu Shu because Zhu Shu robbed him of the opportunity. If the opportunity is not there, why is there any need to kill a strong man? Any price is not worth it.

No one stopped him, but Zhu Shu was not happy at all, but felt embarrassed.

Mr. Homer sighed and followed behind Zhu Shu.

"Sir, what should we do next?" Hu Yue asked.

"Kill Yang Mo!" Mr. Homer exhaled a few words from his chest.

How could he just give up after using his strongest foundation? This is a certain death situation, either he dies or Yang Mo dies, there is no third way to choose.

Everyone walked around the underground palace for three days, and finally walked out of the cave after three days.

Going around in these three ways makes these people even more angry and aggrieved.

"Even if Yang Mo hides back to the Dragon Kingdom, I will kill him." The God of Thunder said, holding up the Mjolnir.

"I'm right here. If you want to kill me, just do it."

The most annoying sound came from the front.

"Yang Mo?"

Everyone soon discovered Yang Mo lying under the big tree, chewing on a wild fruit that he couldn't name.

"Yang Mo, you didn't leave?" Everyone was surprised.

Everyone thought that Yang Mo immediately fled back to the Dragon Kingdom and found a safe place to retreat. Did he stay here without leaving and wait to be beaten?

"The competition is not over yet, the new head of the family has not been chosen yet, why should I leave?" Yang Mo asked with a confused look.

Everyone was stunned, it seemed like this was happening.

"Yang Mo, if you don't leave, you will be waiting to die."

Thor stepped forward carrying a big hammer.

"I think you are looking for death. Thor, have you got a chance? Dare you shout in front of me? Believe it or not, I will let you die in a foreign country like Shan Jing?" Yang Mo was not polite.

When he was subduing the beast, he found Shan Jing's body, which was a tragic death.

"Shan Jing is dead? Did you kill him?"

Everyone was shocked again. Even if Shan Jing was at the end of his strength, he was still a powerful warrior. How could he be killed so easily?

"What do you think?" Yang Mo asked.

I guess for your whole family, Thor wants to use foul language. Will he play such a boring game? He just wants to kill and vent his inner depression through killing.

"Yang Mo, you got the opportunity to play with all of us and make us kill each other, right? The so-called will of Sinan Temple was also created by you, right?" Mr. Homer remained calm,

asked.

Before, he was just guessing and needed a definite answer.

"It's me. Thank you for your cooperation!" Yang Mo said with a smile.

Is it really him? He even admitted it in front of everyone. Everyone felt slighted and double humiliated.

Mr. Homer could only respond with a sneer. He really didn't know what else to say or what expression to make.

A group of juniors stood far away and did not come close. They did not want this humiliation to be tainted on themselves.

Even though these people are their elders, they still feel a sense of contempt in their hearts. The tall and majestic image in their minds has collapsed.

"Okay, since you admit it, there's nothing more to say. Just suffer death!" Thor roared and raised Mjolnir.

"Lord Thunder God, please be patient."

An imperial knight holding a royal staff appeared, and a thunder was also wrapped around the royal staff.

Two thunderbolts faced each other tit for tat.

"Knight Sikong Huang? What do you mean?" Thor frowned and asked.
Chapter completed!