So people are chosen by fate, that has its own reasons!

"There is one thing you may not know. The one who is in charge of launching the plan to destroy the world in Changbai Mountain is called Zhao Wuliang! The god of justice in ancient times was also called the King of Wuliang, and his strength is so powerful that no one knows! No one knows what is going on. What level have you reached!" The old man introduced while shaking his head.

The protoss' strength introduction is definitely different from that of ordinary warriors. If you are a child of the protoss, your strength may be a level that those geniuses in the secular world can't reach in a few lifetimes.

He was born at the Golden Core level, how does this compare with ordinary people? !

It's like you were born in an ordinary working family, living a life of nonstop all day long, and some people are born with Sicong.

There is no way to compare it. Many people will not be able to achieve the things they were born with in their lifetime. If you were born without something, you will basically never have it again in this life.

Maybe this is why the protoss look down on the human race, just like those rich second generations who were born with tens of billions, they also don't look down on people in slums.

When Gu Chen heard the old man's words, his brows became slightly serious: "Is it very strong?!"

"Strong?! He is ranked fourth among the eight great gods! What he possesses is the divine power of Wanluo's mirror image!"

The old man smiled lightly: "Any one of his eight seraphs is about the same strength as yours now!"

"Blazing Angel?!"

Hearing the sound, Gu Chen couldn't help raising his brows slightly and asked in surprise: "How could Seraphim be under the God of God?! Doesn't this exist in the gods of the West?!"

"At this time, there is no such thing as east and west. There are gods in the east and there are gods in the west! This disaster will not only occur in a specific country or a specific area!" The old man chuckled.

The little blazing angels can all be on the same level as Gu Chen, so how can this be fun? !

If you didn't go to Changbai Mountain, your army's morale has already been shaken. That is to say, on Changbai Mountain, there must be eight people at the same level as Gu Chen, not counting other people!

"You are a mountain god, how can you know so much?!" He frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.

But when he turned his head, the old man was gone!

He also purposely looked around the surrounding area, but he didn't find any sign of the old man.

At this time, Lan Wancheng and Zuo San both walked in from outside the crowd, and the old man followed behind him.

"I said you old man, why did you disappear in the blink of an eye?!" Gu Chen said speechlessly when he saw the old man.

But this mountain god, holding the fruit in both hands, had a puzzled expression on his face: "Ah?! I... just came!"

"No! When I was here just now, weren't you chatting with Brother Chen?!" Lan Wancheng also took a look at the old man and said.

But no matter what, the old man said that he just came here, and he picked the fruit himself from the mountain.

Unexpectedly, Lan Wancheng quarreled with him over this matter.

Because he did see the old man chatting with Gu Chen before, but Gu Chen sent him away.

"Okay! Stop arguing, you are not alone at all!"

Gu Chen shouted angrily at this time.

"Not alone?! Brother Chen, how is this possible? I really saw him coming to you just now, and you even said it yourself!" Lan Wancheng still didn't believe it, and pointed to his eyes and said: "I saw him come in with my own eyes, and stood here chatting with you, why not him?!"

But looking at the footprints on the ground, there have always been only Gu Chen's footprints, and at most there are the ones that Lan Wancheng stepped on before.

"Sometimes what you see with your eyes may not be real!" JrNovels.com