And just when countless people were frightened, and they were so oppressed by this momentum that they had no heart to resist, a beautiful female voice instantly sounded in everyone's ears.

"My master is about to come here, and if you don't want to die, kneel."

The mighty voice directly spread throughout the city, and countless people heard this extremely arrogant word.

However, at this moment, no one dared to contradict even a single sentence.

Look at the huge golden divine bird in the sky, and feel the coercion coming from that golden divine bird, at this time, anyone can only feel fear.

A single golden divine bird can already suppress the entire city to death, so ...... What kind of existence is the owner of this sacred bird?

The Divine Dynasty is a country with strong military force.

There are strong people in the Divine Dynasty, and there are many, many strong people.

But now, looking at the strong men who knelt on the ground in humiliation, everyone had no intention of resisting.

Revolt? Didn't you see those beings who were said to be in the secret realm of dragon transformation, and even those who had achieved great power, could only fall to their knees in humiliation?

What do you take.

To rebel?

After a while, Spicy Chicken withdrew the pressure and came to He Chuan's bedside.

However, the whole city did not look noisy because the spicy chicken had withdrawn its coercion.

On the contrary, the entire city seems to have become an empty city.

Dead silence.

In a few moments, the strongest man in the city, the old man who had been pressed down in the secret room, had already arrived here with all the royal family members and ministers.

And only here is there a little bit of commotion.

The commotion was brought about by the royals and the ministers.

As for the others, almost all the people in this city fell to their knees silently at this time, ready to welcome He Chuan's arrival.

But they didn't expect that He Chuan was already in this city at this time.

The purpose of He Chuan's bed to say those words was just that He Chuan wanted to pretend to be quiet.

People often say that wealth does not return to the hometown, just like a brocade at night.

He Chuan now also has such a little mentality.

With so much power, why hide it?

Hide your cultivation, wait for someone to step on your face, and then use your cultivation to slap your face?

No, no, no.

He Chuan is not such a superficial Kun.

In He Chuan's eyes, anyone who jumps in front of him has only one end.

That is, when he didn't start jumping yet, he was slapped to death by He Chuan.

He Chuan didn't want to wait until others had mocked him countless times before he pretended to be indignant and rushed up and slapped the other party a few times.

How many slaps work?

Other people's ridicule is disgusting to both himself and the reader, or directly slap it directly while the other party has not started to ridicule.

He Chuan's current thoughts are different from before.

If He Chuan used to be, he would just slap those who wanted to mock him to death.

So now He Chuan is to first show his incomparably strong strength, and let those people weigh it, whether they can afford to ridicule themselves.

If He Chuan's previous method was only a symptom but not a root cause.

So now He Chuan's method is to strangle all this in his mother's womb from the source.

It's like when a person faces someone he doesn't know, he will subconsciously compare himself with himself.

But if he is faced with a person that everyone knows and is unattainable for them, he will subconsciously lower his head and not even dare to look at the other party.

Because he knows that he and that person can't be compared at all, if you don't want to humiliate yourself, it's better to hide in the corner and draw circles.

"This lord ...... I am the grandfather of the lord of this divine dynasty, how long will it take for your master to arrive? Do you need me to wait......"

When those members of the royal family came to He Chuan's bed under the leadership of an old man, the old man also quickly arched his hand towards He Chuan's bed, and then opened his mouth to ask the question he wanted to ask the most.

He is the person with the highest cultivation in this national capital, that is, the legendary powerhouse of the great power level.

And it is precisely because of this that he is also the one who feels the momentum of spicy chicken the most.

Even an existence of such a powerful level as him could only be oppressed by that momentum and couldn't move, so how high would that golden divine bird's cultivation be?

The cultivation of that golden divine bird is no longer beyond its reach, so how powerful will the owner of that golden divine bird be?

He didn't even dare to think about it anymore, he was really afraid that if he thought about it again, he would lose the confidence to continue to get stronger.

Glancing at the featureless little old man in front of him, He Chuan's bed eyebrows raised.

Her cultivation is comparable to this little old man, she is level ten, and this little old man is powerful.

Great power, in this world, it is actually called Sendai, and I don't know if it's a coincidence or what, the level of this world seems to be a little bit related to immortals.

Level 10 is actually not too weak, after all, in other worlds, level 10 can also be called a pseudo-immortal.

But being in He Chuan's bed, He Chuan's bed knowledge must be stronger than this little old man.

Therefore, although the cultivation of both sides is about the same, He Chuan's bed is not intimidated at all, on the contrary, because of the spicy chicken, she can still directly not take the other party in her eyes.

However, because the words had already been said just now, she didn't hesitate much, but casually made it up again.

"My master will be here later, if you have the heart, go out of the city and kneel down to greet you."

"Maybe my master will be in a good mood by then......"

Listening to the words that came out of his bed, He Chuan only felt that his heart was not good at this time.

Why do these people pretend to be stronger than the other?

The spicy chicken is okay, there is cultivation, and pretending to be forced is actually not difficult for the spicy chicken.

But their own bed......

Why are you cultivating so low, pretending to be so skillful, don't you take yourself as a master in your eyes?

I've been forced by you, where can I pretend to be forced?

complained in his heart for a while, but He Chuan still didn't say anything, but continued to watch his bed over there.

Although He Chuan's bed did not receive He Chuan's order, He Chuan did not object, and she gradually let go of herself.

Pretending? Who wouldn't?

Anyway, there is spicy chicken here, and I am not afraid of revealing the filling.

And, even if it's exposed? These guys who are scared by spicy chicken, do they dare to make a move on themselves?

Even if you make a move, with your own cultivation, you may not be able to say who will kill whom.

With such thoughts, He Chuan's bed suddenly rose with confidence, and his jaw rose to the sky.