Wei Ping raised his head and looked at Zhang Hao, the blood at the corner of his mouth fell to the ground drop by drop along the cracked lips, but there was also a thick pool of blood on the ground.

Lao Zhang's eyes widened, looking at Wei Ping angrily, and his trembling voice revealed Lao Zhang's extremely angry emotions now: "You, how dare you kill in front of the city god!"

"Who?

Everyone looked at Lao Zhang's reaction, and they also looked up one after another, but they only saw Yang Bo who was spilled all over the ground with intestines, and the assistant who fell in a pool of blood.

This scene made everyone look a little faint, these scenes revealed a strange atmosphere, but they couldn't see Wei Ping, the initiator.

Just looked at Yang Bo's body, and was dissected by something I don't know.

Old Zhang turned around suspiciously: "You guys, can't you see?"

Everyone shook their heads and looked at Lao Zhang with a very strange look, which made Lao Zhang feel very uncomfortable.

Myself, it's really not hallucinating.

Isn't it, people are there?!

Lao Zhang tried to make an excuse, but the people present let their eyes widen to the maximum, and even stared a little sour, but they still didn't see it.

"What they can't see, only you can see. ”

Zhang Hao stretched out his finger, just moved forward slightly, and pressed Wei Ping to the ground, but his expression did not relax in the slightest, and his eyes were fixed on a bush in front of him.

When Lao Zhang looked over, the place where Zhang Hao was standing was changed at this time, with an obscure pattern, a majestic official robe, and a face that could not be seen clearly.

Gong Cao!

The rolling divine power was venting around Zhang Hao, washing him all the time, and before Lao Zhang knew it, his body had bent down.

By the time Lao Zhang reacted, he had already found that he had made the most noble etiquette to Zhang Hao.

"Zhang Miaozhu, don't come unharmed!"

Zhang Hao nodded at Lao Zhang, without a smile, Zhang Hao at this moment looked unapproachable at all, and exuded a momentum that no one should enter.

"God-king?"

Lao Zhang was very excited, and when he woke up, he saw Gongcao Shenjun next to him, could it be that he had been paying attention to himself?

This kind of treatment, it is estimated that under this world, only he can enjoy it.

"Who????"

When they heard Lao Zhang say the word Shenjun and perform the most noble etiquette towards a place of air, everyone put their heads together.

Could it be that the wicked man in front of him was punished by the divine king?

Lao Zhang didn't reply, just stood quietly aside.

Everyone looked at Lao Zhang and didn't reply, and made up for the divine punishment inflicted by the Divine Monarch in their brains, as well as the viciousness of this person, and suddenly realized with a look on their faces!

This kind of wicked person actually dared to fight the idea of spiritual liquid, which was given to Lao Zhang by the city god, and sure enough, this divine punishment came immediately.

Thinking of this, the good men and women also knelt down to the statue one after another, chanted the incantation loudly in their mouths, bowed three times and bowed nine times, and kept knocking their heads on the ground.

And those who had mocked Chenghuang fiercely before, as well as those who wanted to take out money or use force to take the spiritual liquid, weighed themselves in their hearts.

Isn't it very obvious from what he did just now, did Chenghuang discover this thought, and did he also have to suffer such a cruel punishment?

"This, even if it's a divine punishment, it's too cruel, isn't it?

Some people frowned and questioned, which is a divine punishment, inhumane, and very disgusting.

Immortals, not all of them are the kind that are high above and do not be polluted with mortal dust and fireworks.

One of the good men and women stood up, rolled his eyes, and said to the man, "Where is this?"

"City God Temple!"

"Lord Chenghuang is in charge of the underworld, so what is the underworld for?"

"Accept the souls of the dead?"

"Isn't that good? Since it is to accept the souls of the dead, then it is not the kind of benevolent purpose, the underworld is so cruel, and the eighteen layers of hell are nonsense?!"

The believer rolled his eyes again and looked at the speaker with disdain.

This guy, he remembers, is the one who scolded the thief before, and he has already written it down, and when he prays, he must have a good talk with the lord of the city god.

This kind of person, if he dies, must be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell, the most cruel kind.

And turning around and glancing at Yang Bo's current situation, it was indeed a little disgusting......

After this believer said this, everyone also suddenly realized, and took a few steps back quietly, it seems that Chenghuang is also a ruthless master.

I just scolded, it's better to stay away.

Lao Zhang didn't care about these people, but focused his whole attention on Zhang Hao's body, as well as the guy who looked like a human and was pressed to the ground by Zhang Hao and couldn't move.

always felt that the god monarch in front of him gave him a familiar breath, but soon this thought was suppressed by Lao Zhang, God, it is not something he can slander.

"You're not out yet?"

Zhang Hao looked at the struggling Wei Ping in front of him, if he didn't make a move just now, it doesn't mean that he won't make a move.

Unexpectedly, now Wei Ping would actually die and directly enter his temple, killing living beings, and the demon behind him also followed him into the City God Temple.

This, don't put the yin god in your eyes?

"Who?"

Lao Zhang looked at Zhang Hao with a confused expression, always feeling that he had come into contact with a world he didn't know.

Suddenly, he thought of something, this is not the underworld, but himself...... Is it dead?!

Thinking of this, Lao Zhang was a little panicked, he had just drunk a drop of spiritual liquid, but he died again?

"Zhang Miaozhu!"

A voice came from Lao Zhang's side, and when he turned around, Lao Zhang felt that the blood in his body suddenly surged up to his head, and his body was a little numb at this time.

Not too controlled, the whole person, just stiff here.

In the body, I felt like an electric current was passed, numb, crispy, and my strength disappeared all at once.

Mishaps?!

Oh, no, Yin Cha has a soul chain, and the one in front of him, holding a spear in his hand and wearing a sharp body, has less than half of the relationship with the legendary Yin Cha.

Could it be, is it ......

In Lao Zhang's mind, there was an idea that kept echoing back and forth, and finally spit it out of his mouth.

Yin Soldier!

Hua Qing looked at the stunned old Zhang, and also felt a little funny, I was afraid that he had never seen the Yin soldiers.

However, Hua Qing didn't say much, but simply clenched his fist at Lao Zhang: "Zhang Miaozhu, you are a living person now, please stay away, don't be hurt by ghosts." ”

After Lao Zhang heard Hua Qing's words, he sighed, and took a few steps back as if he had no soul, and then looked at Hua Qing from a distance.

Yin soldiers, the existence of legends, and at this moment, in front of themselves.