"It's fair to kill someone to pay for his life."

The real man of God's expression was dull and said slowly:

"Some ghosts and wild ghosts should have paid one hundred dollars. I will give you face, and thirty dollars will be worth one. Are you still dissatisfied?"

Boom!

There seemed to be thunder exploding in the sky, and the sea of ​​clouds tumbling and shattering, revealing the brilliant golden sun behind it.

In Qingdu City, many practitioners were alert to it.

They looked up at the sky.

It is extremely rare for the city god to appear in the world during the day.

In front of the Duchenghuang Temple, several constellations wearing soapcorns suddenly stood up, took two steps forward and kicked the temple to the temple, and took out the plain yellow brocade from their arms:

"Your Majesty has an order, and you must not be arrogant!"

Roar ~

Then, a brilliant dragon roar suddenly exploded in the hearts of countless people in Qingdu City.

The country's fortunes are shaking, and the dragon's energy roars.

"Qin Wuyi, God's will..."

On the top of the thirty-third floor of the Tathagata Courtyard, the monk Ruyi slowly raised his eyebrows.

His eyes were pale yellow, like golden light.

In a vague way, you can see things that ordinary people cannot see.

It was a long dragon of luck that was rooted in the Qingdu and winding in unknown ways. It roared into the sky with great power.

That is the gathering of the popularity of Daqing billions of people, the national destiny of a country, and the dragon energy.

Unfortunately, at this time, there was a faint black air above this long dragon of luck.

"Humanitarian dragon energy!"

A muffled groan that only practitioners can hear emerged in the sky.

Between the sea of ​​clouds, the old-fashioned face was filled with anger:

"God's will, you only dare to use human dragon to suppress me, but I can't do it?"

The human dragon energy is the fortune of hundreds of millions of people and has no great influence on practitioners, but it is different for the Yinsi City God, who is also rooted among the people.

Incense and dragon energy are the means of the King of the Netherworld to leave behind the means to control ghosts and gods in the underworld.

In order to prevent ghosts and gods from raising and enslaving humans for incense.

But at this time, it became a means to imprison him.

Listening to Qin Wuyi's cold shout, a cold voice appeared on Tianyi Zhenren's face:

"Do you think I am afraid of you? I am wrong. I am afraid that I can't help but beat you to death!"

The true man of God's will feel angry.

Before Ruyi Monk's future, he had been fighting with Qin Wuyi for more than a hundred years, and even he had not left the Qingdu City for a long time because of Qin Wuyi.

No one of the city gods in the world can compare with Qin Wuyi's attainment in the realization of incense and the way of divine power.

Only one step away from cultivating to the underworld.

He had already wanted to get rid of the threat of sleeping peacefully on his side of the bed.

It's just a ghost in the underworld, but it's not dead yet.

Among the Eight Lords of the Netherworld, there are two who have not died completely, so it doesn’t matter if they kill other city gods, but Qin Wuyi was once a little ghost under the throne of the Netherworld Palace. It is hard to say whether they will lead those two masters out.

The two of the people he didn't want to see before he succeeded, ranked first.

"Bow me to death? God's will, you're just afraid you haven't woken up!"

The sea of ​​clouds rolled, the sky and the earth roared, and the sound of substance seemed to be coming from the different dimensions, resounding truly over Qingdu City:
Chapter completed!