Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

#651 - People in the Painting

"Screw your priest!"

Hao Shan's response was simple.

His eyes were indifferent, looking at the other party as if he were looking at a small insect.

This kind of gaze made the golden-skinned priest, who had been in a high position for many years, very unhappy.

Just as he was about to use all his strength to suppress Hao Shan with the blessing of divine power, he heard a cracking sound.

Immediately afterward, his entire right hand twisted uncontrollably, like dried grass being twisted and burst, and the golden muscle lines scattered with a bang.

The golden bones in the flesh and blood also shattered into golden powder in that instant.

Not only that, but this destructive force also went all the way up along his right hand.

Shoulder, chest, half of his body was blasted into渣渣 by Hao Yuan's blow.

"Ah, ah, ah!!!"

He took several steps back, knelt on the ground, and wailed in pain.

Hao Shan looked down from a high position, looked at him with disdain, and said in a cold voice: "Primitive people who don't know the immensity of heaven and earth dare to attack us, you are tired of living..."

He raised his right hand and was about to slap the golden skin to death.

But at this moment, a figure appeared in front of him, stopping his movement.

Pa da!

Hao Shan took a step back warily, his face no longer showing the arrogance he had before, but full of seriousness.

Looking at Shen Lin standing quietly in front of him, he said in a deep voice: "Do you want to protect him? Why?"

The moment the words fell, Hao Yuan had already appeared beside him.

The two Saint Feather Clan's Saint Realm elders joined forces to confront Shen Lin, and the atmosphere instantly became a little dignified.

"Fellow Daoist, now that the treasure of the Heavenly Demon has not yet been seen, are you a little anxious?"

Hao Yuan's tone was serious, looking at Shen Lin in confusion.

There will definitely be a battle between them.

But definitely not now.

Not to mention that the Heavenly Demon Treasure has not been found, even the fleeting strange aura just now, they have not figured out the origin.

If there is a conflict now, no matter who wins in the end, there will be a lot of losses.

At that time, maybe it will be cheaper for the existence behind the scenes.

Hao Yuan felt that it was impossible for Shen Lin not to understand this.

Moreover, this primitive man of the Golden Body Clan has nothing to do with Shen Lin, why should he protect him?

Facing the two Saint Feather Clan's Saint Realm experts with their auras fully open, Shen Lin's face did not change at all.

He said softly: "This guy is useful!"

Useful?

Hao Yuan was puzzled.

This primitive man is extremely ignorant, what use can he be to them.

Shen Lin did not explain in detail, but directly turned around, grabbed the golden-skinned priest who was still wailing, and walked aside.

Seeing this scene, the other long-tailed priests who rushed in with the golden-skinned priest finally reacted.

"Let him go!!!"

"Damn it, what are you going to do????"

"Kill him!!!"

Unlike the golden-skinned priest, they can skillfully use the means of communicating with Dao principles even during battle.

Therefore, in Shen Lin's eyes, these guys are just哇哇乱叫 making harsh noises.

"So noisy..."

Shen Lin murmured dissatisfiedly, and slapped it down gently.

Behind him, a huge statue of a god appeared, stretched out a huge hand, and grabbed all these guys in his hand.

"I can't kill them directly yet, it's really troublesome..."

Shen Lin muttered, and the statue of the god behind him moved, bringing these guys and the golden-skinned priest to a blank wall.

After looking around, he kept adjusting the position of the golden-skinned priest according to the memory in his mind.

"Big brother, what is he doing?"

Hao Shan asked in confusion.

Even Hao Yuan couldn't understand Shen Lin's behavior at this moment.

The usefulness that Shen Lin said is to throw this guy on the wall and smash him to death?

That's too much trouble, isn't it?

Their strength is crushing these local primitive people.

They can be killed easily, why bother so much...

"I don't know what he's doing..." He shook his head, and just as he said a word, he saw Shen Lin stop moving.

It seemed that he had found the best throwing position.

"Probably... this position, right?"

Shen Lin gestured, grabbed the still struggling golden-skinned priest and threw him out.

The golden-skinned priest directly hit the upper right corner of the square wall in front of him.

Immediately afterward, a strange thing happened.

With Shen Lin's strength, the golden-skinned priest who was thrown out would definitely smash a big hole in the wall.

But now, the moment the golden-skinned priest hit the wall, he actually scattered like ink and merged into the wall.

On the originally mottled and blank wall, a portrait of the Golden Body Clan suddenly appeared.

But compared to Jin Pi's appearance just now, this portrait of the Golden Body Clan was jet black, and it looked more like the demon monk Tu Nan that Shen Lin had killed before.

This scene startled Hao Yuan and the others, and they took two steps back subconsciously.

What the hell is this method?

Can turn a living Golden Body Clan into a painting?

Those natives who were caught in the hands of the statue were also directly frightened after seeing this scene.

They even forgot to resist, and each of them trembled like chicks.

The temple suddenly became extremely quiet.

After a while, Hao Yuan was the first to recover and carefully observed the picture.

This is... the demonized Golden Body Clan?

The direction of kneeling...

He slowly turned his head along the direction of the demonized Golden Body Clan kneeling in the picture.

A huge statue of a black dragon came into view.

The next moment, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and noticed a strange point.