However, what made Guang Chengzi's pupils shrink for a while, and he was so frightened that he almost passed out......

In the next second, his earth-turning seal was easily grasped firmly by Shen Gongbao.

Seeing this scene, Guang Chengzi was so frightened that his heartbeat stopped, and his body involuntarily shrank back.

Shen Gongbao held Guang Chengzi's Heavenly Seal in his left hand, and his right hand slowly and forcefully pinched the Fantian Seal into a mess.

Afterwards, Shen Gongbao raised the powder on Guang Chengzi's face.

………

Looking at Guang Chengzi, who was slumped to the ground with white powder on his head, trembling all over, Shen Gongbao smiled sarcastically: "Guang Chengzi, you should die now, don't worry, I won't kill you now!" ”

"No... It can't be..."

Guang Chengzi roared in embarrassment!

"How could his strength be so strong? It's so strong that it crushes the sky-turning seal! ”

……

Shen Gongbao looked at Guang Chengzi, who was so frightened that he almost urinated, chuckled and said: "Fool, I have obtained the inheritance of Demon Ancestor Rahu, and I already have supreme power, and now you are far from being my opponent..."

When he said this, Shen Gongbao clenched his fists with both hands, put them on his chest, and said loudly: "There is no one in the flood wilderness who is my opponent, and this world will fall into my hands sooner or later!" ”

“……”

"You fart!"

Even if he was about to die of fright, Guang Chengzi still maintained his last stubbornness as a senior brother of the Sect.

"Don't forget, even if it's the real Demon Ancestor Rahu, it's just a defeated subordinate of Dao Ancestor Hongjun..."

"It's just you, why do you dare to speak so wildly?"

Even if he was terrified, Guang Chengzi did not lose his true reason, and he kept leading the words to the direction he wanted to hear.

Because he wants to find a way to get out of Shen Gongbao, why dare he think that he can deal with Daozu Hongjun and several saints in a row.

He wants to play the hidden hole cards of Shen Gongbao for his master!

……

"I see what you're thinking, stupid pig, just because you want to count me in..."

Looking at Guang Chengzi, who was obviously holding his life in his hands, but he was still calculating in his mind, Shen Gongbao did not have the slightest politeness, and slapped Guang Chengzi on the cheek with his hand.

This slap was even stronger than before.

Correspondingly, after this slap, Guang Chengzi's eyes that kept stopping not only dimmed instantly, but also had blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and even the bridge of his nose was broken.

A word broke Guang Chengzi's careful thoughts, and after slapping Guang Chengzi, Shen Gongbao spread his hands casually and said slowly.

"Tsk, how dare I ignore this strongest Dao Ancestor in the history of the Flood World, a big gift, prepared early."

"Hee-hee-hee-hee, goodbye, Hiroshiko, I'm really happy today, after all, as a toy, you're really fun."

"Next time, if I have a chance, I'll play with your toy again......"

Shen Gongbao, who swaggered away from the secret realm with the Xuanyuan Sword, also politely greeted Guangchengzi.

"Oh! By the way, if you have the opportunity, remember to help me tell Yuan Shi Tianzun, thank him for cultivating me for so many years! ”

After saying these words, Shen Gongbao disappeared into the secret realm, leaving only Guang Chengzi, who was still sitting on the ground, and the Antarctic Immortal who was fixed in place.

"Bastard!"

"This bastard who deserves a thousand cuts..."

Seeing this, Guang Chengzi smashed his fist on the ground with hatred!

At this moment, he didn't even know whether he hated Shen Gongbao's treacherous and cunning, or hated an ant who he once looked down on, and now he had climbed on his head.

”………”

The other side!

After walking out of the secret realm, Shen Gongbao's appearance and body changed instantly, and in the blink of an eye, it was as if he was a new person!

"It seems that the record of the "Fengshen List" in the previous life is not very comprehensive, and many things are different from the original book."

With this crisp voice, the old and ugly Shen Gongbao had already regained his youthful Yang Jian.

“………”

Outside Asaka Castle!

Yang Jian stroked the sharp blade of the Xuanyuan Sword, and then, in the next second, he slashed at the big stone on the side!

A Xuanyuan sword, if there is no weight, silently comes first, the sword light flashes, as fast as lightning, weird and terrifying.

I saw the sword light, but I didn't see the sword, and the big stone was neatly broken into two halves with a "clatter" in the next second.

"Anyway, if you continue to develop according to the normal story line, Mr. Shen Gongbao, you will also die in the end, so it's okay to carry a few more pots for me!"

Feeling the power of the Xuanyuan Sword, Yang Jian muttered to himself.

If purely rationally speaking, there is nothing wrong with Yang Jian doing this.

After all, using the dead man in the original book to carry the black pot will not cause harm to the initiator or the person who carries the pot.

“………”

But in reality, this is not the case at all.

Because, this is a desolation.

The means of those saints are very strong, not to mention that people are dead, they can pull your soul out of the underworld, even if the soul is gone, they can bring you back to life as long as they want to.

What's more, Shen Gongbao is not dead yet, he was just locked up by Yang Jian.

“………”

Of course, everything is not absolute.

There are some things that are done with a layer of skin, and those that are swaggered on the bright side, and the result is completely different.

On his own side, in order to fulfill Mr. Shen Gongbao's dream of becoming famous all over the world, he worked hard and carefully made up the story, in the eyes of those shrewd old guys, I am afraid it is also full of loopholes.

But so what? As long as your true identity is not revealed, even if everyone knows that this fake identity is fake, what can you do?

These big people, who value face more than anyone else, will pinch their noses and temporarily recognize them for the sake of their own face without sufficient evidence.

"Hehehe, Mr. Shen Gongbao is for my good and for your own good, you should stay in that space forever, after all, you really can't carry this pot alone."

"If you come out, you will die, and if you don't come out, you can still live!"

With the great power of spatial teleportation, it took less than a stick of incense to rush back to Yang Jian in Jinxia Cave of Yuquan Mountain, and quietly returned to his stone room while others were asleep.

Returning to his stone room, Yang Jian immediately closed the door.

Yang Jian, who was lying on the stone bed, stroked the Xuanyuan Sword with both hands, the trophy he had just gotten, and sighed slightly after a long time.

The peaceful life of more than two or three hundred years is coming to an end, which is both expectation and pressure for him, a person who has traveled from modern times.