The god of the day trip was dead.

Yeyou is dead.

The black and white evil spirits are dead.

All the gods in the entire City God Temple were dead.

The City God Temple collapsed.

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning penetrates the endless darkness and shines on himself, the city god who has become a lonely man not only does not feel the slightest warmth, but instead he feels chills all over his body from the inside out.

The other gods looked at the dazed city god, and for a moment they felt mixed feelings. They wanted to comfort something, but in the end they couldn't say anything.

"Don't provoke the powerful and powerful generals again, don't!" After a long time, the City God turned his eyes to the gods and said, "There is a more terrifying existence hidden behind this person. The man used a little trick to destroy my temple, killed my god, and almost destroyed my Taoist throne, making me doomed."

The gods remained silent for a while, and then the Land Lord said, "Is it a coincidence? Or, overestimate the other party?"

"Overvalue? No, not only isn't overvalued, we all underestimated the other party's strength. For example, the demons last night, under normal circumstances, even if the demons suspected that Li Jing was here, they would not have attacked the City God Temple so crazily. Otherwise, they would have broken through the General's Mansion. It must be the mastermind behind the scenes who were secretly provoking and controlling the entire situation, and finally achieving this effect." The City God said frightenedly.

The Landlord's throat squirmed for a moment and said, "But we just watched him plunder the faith that originally belonged to us?"

"Otherwise?" the City God asked back: "Is your land stronger than me, or is your land temple stronger than the City God Temple? Is my fate not enough to make you shake the mountains and the tigers?"

The Land Lord was silent for a while, and a wry smile appeared on his face: "I was thinking, I was afraid that we would like to let him go, but he didn't want to let us go! What if he wanted to purge all the gods in Chentang Pass and gather the faith of the people in the city into one?"

"For the sake of this, we can only invite the people behind him through the Great General of the Powerful Spirit and Highlights and talk to him carefully to see if he is willing to wait for a way out for me. If he refuses to let us go, it will not be too late to break the slaughter of the net." said the Kitchen God.

The Land Lord sighed and said, "It's so frustrating! We are so dignified, but we are going to admit defeat to others. If we spread it, we will be laughed out loud."

There was no god who agreed with him because everyone also felt that this matter was not glorious and was embarrassed to take it out and discuss it again.

"Everyone, I'm going to hide for a while and avoid the limelight. After Li Jing has other news, he will open the divine flag, gather the divine servants, and rebuild the City God Temple! Everyone, there will be a date later." Seeing that figures began to appear on the street, the City God waved his hand and turned around and left the ruins of the temple.

"Who has investigated the true identity and position of the powerful general?" As his figure gradually drifted away and finally disappeared in front of him, the Land Lord asked in a deep voice.

The gods looked at each other, and no one spoke.

"Forget it, let our respective gods try to find them. As long as he still wants the power of faith among the people of Chentangguan, he will definitely appear." Tudi said, turning around and boarding his sedan chair.

Then, when the gods dispersed separately, a faint demonic energy flew out of the ruins and turned into the appearance of a demon spirit.

"What a group of cowards, I'm useless to be a god!" The Demon Spirit muttered in a low voice, and flew towards the General's Mansion more "from the heart".

She felt that she was not cowardly, but was just more sensible.

When a person is under the eaves, how can he not bow his head? What's wrong with being a spy?

"You mean those gods are cowardly and are ready to surrender to me and beg me to let them live?" Half an hour later, Su Jin, who had heard the story of the Demon Spirit, asked in surprise.

In his opinion, even if they killed the chicken to warn the monkey once, these gods would not admit defeat so quickly. Who would have thought that they were so soft that they knelt without hesitation when they turned around!

"Master, why don't you just do it all and destroy all these gods." The demon spirit approached Su Jin and said as if he was ordained: "We can turn Chentang Pass into a demon country, absorb demons from all over the world, and compete for the princes!"

Su Jin glanced at her: "Put your colorful intestines and establish a demon country? Are you afraid that I won't die fast enough?"

The demon spirit suddenly stumbled in his heart and hurriedly fell to the ground: "Master, my subordinates dare not."

Su Jin looked at her deeply, pondered for a moment, "Since they are cowardly, I don't need to kill them all, and force them to death. I still need to borrow your body to use it tonight, as my messenger, and talk to the gods with Nezha!"

"Master, I don't understand why you always hide behind the scenes." The Demon Spirit hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "As long as you want, you can replace everyone at any time and win countless reverences and applause, fame and faith!"

Su Jin said lightly: "You don't understand. Being the boss behind the scenes is truly powerful. For example, today I planted a bamboo, and several years later, the bamboo became the famous bamboo god. Today I planted a willow tree. After that, the willow tree grew into the willow god who killed the blue sky. Today, the apprentices I accepted will all be an immortal emperor after years. At that time, under the command behind the scenes, the entire three realms will be controlled in my hands. How could I be a hero or a god be comparable to a person?"

The demon spirit stared at Su Jin's firm and calm face in a daze, and suddenly his whole body trembled and his heart tightened.

If he really could grow to this level, no, even if he couldn't grow to this level, he would just become a behind-the-scenes chess player and be able to stir up the storm of the three realms with just one thought, would he be convinced and devoted to his life for him?

Time flies, and it is evening in a blink of an eye. After dinner, Su Jin took Nezha to say goodbye to Yin Shiniang and walked out of the gate of the General's Mansion.

"Uncle, where are we going to play this time?" Nezha's energy was so strong that he was terrifying. He only fought hard with the City God two days ago. After leaving today, he became a lively look again.

"Go to meet the gods and ask for some benefits." Su Jin said lightly.

"Robbering the God!" Nezha felt that his uncle was more like a demon king in the world than him, and he was more skillful than him, and his methods were more clever. For example, every time he brought him out, he could always make suggestions that interest or even excite him.

Compared with the robbery gods, bullying some ordinary people is simply too pediatric, and I feel embarrassed to compare the two together!

Seeing Nezha's inexplicable look, Su Jin couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

If you keep going like this, what kind of monster will you teach me by words? And whether it is Xiao Ao Bing or Xiao Nezha, why do you feel that the kids you brought out are moving closer to a virtue?

Could it be that this is the legendary Hei who is close to the ink?!

ps: Dear leaders: This morning, just after midnight, the author is about to be on the shelves again. Compared with the first time it was released, his mentality is indeed much calmer.

Over the years, small quotations have been opened one after another, and they have been listed one after another. They have been excited, disappointed, laughed, and tears. It’s worth it.

Hahahahahahahaha...

If it is put on the shelves, it won’t be a miserable person. My brothers have heard more miserable people than I have seen. I won’t say that the evil will be answered to you.

I need to place it on the shelves and ask for a subscription. I know it may not be easy for everyone. Those who have the ability should be good at the author. Those who don’t have enough money will support me this month, just two yuan. But with your support, I can make a few good recommendations, and maybe I can write longer, and really regard it as a career.

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