The apocalyptic game is coming, I’ll spend a billion dollars in advance!

At this time, Chen Han's team and the Four Saints were like fish and shrimps washed ashore by the stormy waves, and collapsed on the ground exhausted.

Everyone looked at everything in front of them with fearful expressions, and secretly rejoiced in their hearts.

Fortunately, they ran fast, otherwise they would all be annihilated by this terrifying energy explosion.

"What does this mean? Has the Cthulhu Forest been completely solved?" the painting saint said in horror.

"It should be so." Kinoku was stunned, his face also filled with shock.

He had imagined countless possibilities, but none of them expected this result.

In the end what happened?

In the distance, they only saw a terrifying sword light splitting the thick fog, but the specific process was unclear.

After recovering for a while, Painting Saint and Mu Yehu slowly walked towards Li Muye.

"Everyone, what happened just now?" The painting saint looked at everyone bitterly.

Boya looked over and found that the painting saint's aura was disordered and his condition was similar to theirs.

He was slightly startled, "You guys went in too?"

The painting saint nodded, "You are making such a big move inside, can we not go in?"

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Hearing this, Boya looked at Chen Han, his expression self-explanatory.

"Chen Han really did it?" The painting saint was stunned. Although he had already guessed, he was still shocked when he got the confirmation.

"Where is the mother's body?" At this time, Mu Yehu asked doubtfully.

"He was struck to death by that sword!" Li Muye said calmly.

"Ah?" The painting saint looked shocked, "The mother is dead? Does that solve her breeding problem?"

"That's just a clone of [Mother Goddess] Shub Nicholas. There may be more clones. Although I don't know if there are still clones in the Dragon Kingdom, there must be others in the thick fog of Cthulhu elsewhere."

As soon as these words came out, the painting saint's heart skipped a beat, "[Mother Goddess] Shabu Nicholas? One of the three pillars of Cthulhu?"

That is a god-level existence. Although it is only a clone, its strength is at least level five, right?

Killed by a sword?

The next moment, both the Painting Sage and the Chess Sage couldn't help but cast strange glances at Chen Han.

This kid is too scary.

Bo Ya smiled bitterly, "A clone is nothing. We also had a battle with Cthulhu, the Lord of R'lyeh."

"Ah? He also took action?" The painting saint was startled, looking around, vigilantly scanning the surroundings, for fear that the monster would suddenly appear.

"No need to look, that guy was also killed by a sword. He died earlier than the black goat!" Li Muye said coldly.

"What?" The pupils of the painting master and the chess master suddenly shrank, "Cthulhu is not the existence of the ceiling? Is he even dead?"

hiss!

The two of them couldn't help but gasp, this time they were really shocked.

Chen Han is only at the fourth level. He can kill the ceiling at this rate. It's not too unbelievable.

At this time, Li Muye stood up and looked at Chen Han with a smile, "Little guy, are you okay?"

Chen Han smiled weakly, "Ahem, I can't die."

"Hahaha, not bad, you are indeed young and promising." Li Muye laughed, "It seems that the crisis in Cthulhu has come to an end for the time being."

"I can also interact with the Dragon General."

Hearing this, Ling Xue and other friends all showed doubts.

"Senior, are you all official members of the Dragon Kingdom?"

"Ah, we are the third team of Dragon War!" Li Muye waved his hand.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sharp explosion in the field.

"Huh? The Third Dragon Team?"

"You are so strong, and you are only in the third team?"

The friends were all shocked.

They have all heard of the Dragon Fighting Team Five. Team Five is the [Peking Opera Troupe], and Team Four is the group of female warriors [Rose] who possess the [War Machine].

But what they didn't expect was that the Four Saints of [Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting] were actually only three teams. What about the first two teams?

How powerful is that?

Chen Han thought for a moment and realized that he actually knew two people from the Dragon Fighting Team. Xiao Nezha and Yang Jian were both divine successors, and they were not ordinary divine successors.

If the first team of Long Zhan are all the divine successors of Heaven, then what is the second team?

"Don't think about it, you will all meet in the future." Li Muye said nonchalantly.

He picked up the wine gourd and took a swig, only to find that it was empty.

"Hey, it's over. The last sip of wine is gone."

Li Muye's old face instantly drooped, "The purifying liquid is not easy to grab."

Li Muye looked very painful, and he looked at his apprentice Bo Ya.

Bo Ya's face twitched: "Master, don't look at me, don't talk about the purifying liquid, I don't even have gold coins."

"Bah, so poor!" Li Muye rolled his eyes at him, and then looked at Mu Yehu with a smile.

"Old fox, lend me some purifying fluid!"

Kinoku shrugged, "No!"

Hua Mei smiled sweetly and spoke before Li Muye looked over, "Me neither, Long Jiang hasn't paid me my salary yet."

Watching the conversation between the Four Saints, Chen Han and all his friends were stunned.

No, the four dignified saints don’t even have gold coins?

"Ah, seniors, are you all so poor?" Ling Xue blinked her big eyes, "Don't gold coins just explode randomly?"

Bo Ya smiled bitterly, "We rarely kill."

Everyone:? ? ?

No, do you think those strange beasts and zombies are "living"?

Chen Han turned his eyes and suddenly smiled: "Four seniors, how about this, you stay in Dawn Tower, and I will take care of all your daily needs."

"Including this..."

With that said, Chen Han raised his hand and threw out two jars of daughter's red.

Seeing this, Li Muye stared, "Damn it, brother, you..."

The old guy walked three steps at a time, sat down in front of Chen Han, picked up the wine jar and drank loudly!

While drinking, he pushed his wine gourd to Chen Han, "Hurry, fill it up quickly!"

Chen Han:...

"Senior, actually it's not necessary."

As he spoke, he took out two more bottles of Maotai, as well as peanuts, cold dishes and other snacks.

Seeing this scene, Li Muye broke his guard instantly.

"Fuck, fuck, bro, I'm going to mess with you from now on, go to hell Dragon General!"

Everyone:...

Gangzi poked Zhang Daotian and said quietly: "Can a scholar say shit?"

"Isn't that just for us uneducated people?"

Zhang Daotian rolled his eyes at him, "You know nothing, that's the quintessence of the country!"

...

After a big battle, everyone was tired, and since Li Muye was holding the wine jar and unwilling to leave, Chen Han simply asked Gangzi to set up a stove on the spot and had a luxurious feast.

The Four Saints were dumbfounded when they saw all kinds of food that was only available before the end of the world.

"Do you usually eat these?" The painting saint muttered, taking a delicious bite of wagyu in his mouth.

"Yes, aren't you?" Zhang Daotian chuckled, his words playful.

Four Saints:? ? ?

Feeling offended.

At this time, Hua Mei's cell phone rang, and it was an emergency call from Long Jiang.

At this time, in the Beijing conference room, General Long and senior officials from all over the world were waiting anxiously.

After the thick fog disappeared, they finally contacted the Four Saints.

Soon, the communication was connected, and it was Chen Han who came into the mirror!

Seeing Chen Han appear, Long Jiang instantly breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you all okay?"

Chen Han bit the big chicken leg and said vaguely: "It's okay!"

The dragon general continued to ask: "Where is Cthulhu?"

Chen Han pointed forward with the chicken leg, "Well, isn't it right here?"

For a moment, the entire conference room fell into dead silence.

High-level officials from various countries stared blankly at the piece of meat in Chen Han’s hand, ‘Is it right here? ’

The next moment, there was a burst of explosions in the field!

"Did you eat Cthulhu?"