"What can money do, do you think money can buy everything? Money can buy family, love and friendship, what can money buy?"

He is in this uninhabited place, and the only thing that accompanies him is these gold mountains, and he has to live a life that countless people "envy" every day.

Kenai closed his eyes, "Give me a good time." Yan Chen was silent. Reaching out, he condensed a wind elemental vortex, shattering the Demon God Pillar at once.

Now, he was relieved. Yan Chen turned around and left, without stopping for the slightest.

Yan Chen's heart is very chaotic, maybe his arrival is their fate, they may be anxious, they may be calm and kind, or they may be deceitful, but they all have a common trait, an incomprehensible loneliness.

The taste of loneliness, Yan Chen has tasted it, and naturally knows the bitterness in it, the kind of cold feeling that goes straight to the depths of the soul, is enough to make any soul freeze.

Yan Chen didn't stop, and walked directly to the next Demon God Pillar, his original intention has now changed, the Demon God also has feelings, they, waiting for themselves to save.

Bai Pa and Chu Huaiyu followed silently behind them, seeing that Yan Chen was so decisive, they kept following behind Yan Chen, and they were Yan Chen's solid backing.

"Glasya-Labolas, the 25th of King Solomon's 72 Pillars, is a rank commander and earl, commanding 36 legions. Bloodthirsty personality. Yan Chen turned his head, his face was expressionless, his eyes were blank, it seemed that all Yan Chen's attention was now focused on the demon god.

Yan Chen's three people entered, Glayan Lapol, his image was a dog-headed griffon. Yan Chen looked at Glayan Lapol, and there was a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

Glayan Labor was biting an antelope at this time, and the antelope that he had torn out of shape seemed to be dead.

"Why, why did you do this?" said Greyan Labol, completely immersed in biting his prey, ignoring Yan Chen.

"Glayan Labol!" Glayan Labol raised his head violently, his eyes were full of fierce light, the minced flesh at the corner of his mouth was dripping with blood, he grinned, revealing his sharp steel teeth, and pounced directly towards Yan Chen.

Yan Chen didn't attack, he just kept dodging. Yan Chen found out, he, discovered a secret.

All the demon gods he had encountered so far had stiff movements. They seem to be under the control of a mysterious force, and they can't help themselves.

Poof, Glayan Labor and Yan Chen passed by, Yan Chen saw the helplessness in Glayan Labol's eyes, and he couldn't help himself.

After Yan Chen dodged the attack, standing in the distance, Bai Pa and Chu Huaiyu both thought that Yan Chen was going to give up. But Yan Chen said a very shocking sentence: "No one is a god, he is his own master!"

You are your own master?" Yan Chen's words echoed in Greyan Labol's ears for a long time.

Everything seems to have gone back to the way it was.

"Brother, brother. "Greyan Labol's name was Nair, and his sister's name was Naija, and Nayja kept going around Nair all day long, and it was Nair's happiest time.

However, the sudden change was sudden, and the voice of his sister calling his brother sweetly still echoed in Glayan Labol's ears, but that night, everything changed

He is no longer the same Nair, but the twenty-fifth-ranked demon god Glayan Labol.

He, himself, killed his own sister with his own hands. Think of her as the undead leader of your own legion. The former living sister has become lifeless, why is she like this?

Yan Chen looked at Glayan Labol's reaction, if it was usual, Yan Chen himself would definitely take this opportunity to sneak attack the Demon God, but now, Yan Chen didn't want to do that.

They are just an afterimage, they are innocent in themselves, why should they suffer such a fate in place of the real demon god.

Suddenly, the red in Glayan Labol's eyes faded, which was a strange feeling in Yan Chen's heart.

Seeing that Yan Chen was so slow, Chu Huaiyu was about to get started. It was at this point that Greyan Labor made an almost crazy move.

Glayan Labol stood in front of Yan Chen like this, tearing off his own flesh. After a while, Greyan Labol's entire arm was miserable, his face became more and more pale, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Yan Chen quietly watched as Glayan Labor disappeared. He was free, Yan Chen turned his head and left, he couldn't do any stopping, there were more demon gods to do.