It turned out to be true, and judging from the content of the phone call, it seemed that the consumption was not large.

Taoist Danqing sighed: "He is worthy of being on par with the Sword Immortal. He is worthy of the title of Living Immortal. He is no worse than the Great Sage Pingtian of my time, or even better."

"When it comes to fighting skills, I think the Great Sage Pingtian may be more powerful."

Master Bai Lian, who obviously came from the same era, said.

What does it mean to be equal? ​​No worse than the Great Sage Ping Tian?

Taoist Qingxuan tilted his head. You really don't believe these people have never been beaten, right?

After a while, Yang Lichuan walked in, beaming with joy and starting to feel windy when he walked.

Because he had just received news that the narcolepsy patients in Luo City were gradually waking up. Most of them were treated by Li Yi, and some were treated by Cheng Huang.

The City God was able to use incense to make up for the lost remnant soul and let ordinary people wake up. This was what made him most happy. Li Yi could treat hundreds of people at a time, but he couldn't stay there forever.

The city god is different. This is a permanent defensive force.

Taoist Qingxuan asked: "What are you happy about, Master Shangshu?"

"It only took half an hour for the living immortal to canonize a City God's Temple, and it didn't cost much. Does that mean the whole country can be canonized?"

Yang Lichuan blurted out that now he wished he could fly to Qingzhou and become a driver himself.

He should be in his position, seek his duties, and fulfill his responsibilities. As the Minister of War, he doesn't care about his status as City God. He cares more about the stability of society than this vague thing that has no successful cases yet.

As soon as he finished speaking, he knew that he had let slip. Many people from Bailian Sect and Yaoxian Valley were also interested in the position of the City God, especially the chair of the City God of Yingtian Mansion in the Imperial Capital.

He suddenly changed his face and said:

"This man is so shameless and wantonly. I will definitely reprimand him severely when he gets back."

——

Genye, somewhere in the basement of a busy city.

Zhong Fu, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes and said:

"The City God of the Yinsi senses that disasters can be eliminated and blessings can be gathered to give orders? Who is this sacred person? It is actually performed in such an environment. It is really amazing and brilliant."

Although the aura reaching here is already very weak, Tian Xin Demon has already reached the pinnacle of Divine Soul, and he can catch even the smallest fluctuations.

"If I guess correctly, it's Li Changsheng."

Not far away from him, a decadent young man was sitting in front of the computer, addicted to online games.

"Don't practice any method, just walk alone and learn all the magical powers in the world."

"Oh." Zhong Fu became interested, "You speak so highly of him. I have memories of him. His thunder skills are indeed good."

Tianxin Demon Lord is Zhong Fu, and Zhong Fu is one of Tianxin Demon Lord. They are indistinguishable from each other, so they naturally have Zhong Fu's memory and even personality.

Zhong Fu used to be very afraid of the three words Li Changsheng. Many times he would even wake up in the middle of the night. He would get chills all over when he heard these three words. This fear came from a prisoner, and Tianxin Demon Lord also saw the battle.

Relying on the thunder method to defeat ten thousand, Li Changsheng is considered a genius among the Golden Core monks. Just imagine that back then, the Demon Lord Tianxin did not dare to guarantee that he could achieve his level.

The decadent man said: "That was when he was five hundred years old. If you saw him when he was two thousand years old, you would not say this."

"Is he really that powerful?" Zhong Fu said, "If you and I join forces, no one in this world can be our enemy. The soul is the foundation of life, and we are the well-deserved masters of this world."

"You have adapted my Tianxin Jue, and you are no worse than me. I know you are afraid of that person, but the road is long, and a temporary failure can't mean anything. I have seen many geniuses in my life, and there are countless more who are better than me.

, but in the end they all died."

The young man in front of him, Tianxin Demon Lord, is very optimistic about him. He is actually able to innovate his own Tianxin Jue. His talent is not very high.

Strictly speaking, this person is his half-disciple.

"Haha, a momentary failure." The decadent man finally looked away from the screen and turned to look at Zhong Fu.

"You have caught his attention, and you will see it soon."

Zhong Fu said disapprovingly: "Even if he has great abilities, I am confident that he will be invincible."

He also has his pride, he has dominated an era, and he thinks he is no weaker than others.

How can you know if you don't try it?

"…………"

The decadent man was silent for a moment, then stood up and came to him.

Zhong Fu could feel the opponent's soul completely unfolding towards him without any precautions. If he wanted to, he could kill him instantly.

"What do you mean?"

"My journey is over. If you can defeat him, you can take my soul away."

"What are you doing?"

"Being born in the same era as him, I would rather die."

Zhong Fu closed his eyes slightly and entered the other party's coffin, without any hindrance to get a glimpse of that period of history.

Cyber ​​kneading feet, mechanical massage, you still have to live if you compete again! (I updated 10,000 words today, that’s a lot, gentlemen)
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