However, what made Guangchengzi's pupils shrink and her heart was so horrified that she almost fainted...
The next second his Heaven-shaking Seal was easily grasped firmly by Shen Gongbao.
Seeing this scene, Guang Chengzi was so frightened that his heart stopped and his body shrank back involuntarily.
Shen Gongbao held Guang Chengzi's Fantian Seal in his left hand, and slowly and slowly crushed the Fantian Seal into a ball of powder with his right hand.
Then, Shen Gongbao threw the powder on Guang Chengzi's face.
………
Looking at Guang Chengzi, who had white powder on his head and collapsed on the ground, trembling all over, Shen Gongbao said with a sarcastic smile: "Guang Chengzi, you should give up now. Don't worry, I won't kill you yet!"
"No...this is impossible..."
Guangchengzi roared in embarrassment!
"How could his power be so strong? He is so strong that he can crush the Heaven-turning Seal to pieces!"
…
Shen Gongbao looked at Guang Chengzi who was so frightened that he almost peed. He chuckled and said: "Idiot, I have inherited the inheritance of Demon Ancestor Luo Hu and I already have supreme power. You are far from my opponent now..."
When he said this, Shen Gongbao clenched his fists with both hands, put them on his chest, and said loudly: "No one in the ancient world is my opponent. Sooner or later, this world will fall into my hands!"
"..."
"You fart!"
Even though he was almost scared to death, Guangchengzi still maintained his last stubbornness as the senior brother of Chanjiao.
"Don't forget, even the real Demon Ancestor Luohu is just a defeated general of Dao Ancestor Hongjun..."
"It's just you, why do you dare to speak so wildly?"
Even though he was always frightened, Guangchengzi did not really lose his mind. He kept directing the words towards what he wanted to hear.
Because he wanted to find a way to trick Shen Gongbao into thinking that he could deal with Daozu Hongjun and several saints in a row.
He wants to reveal Shen Gongbao's hidden trump card for his master!
…
"I understand what you are thinking, stupid pig, just because you want to count me out..."
Seeing Guang Chengzi whose life was clearly in his hands but still calculating in his mind, Shen Gongbao was not polite at all and slapped Guang Chengzi hard on the cheek.
This slap was stronger than the previous one.
Correspondingly, after this slap, Guangchengzi's constantly slapping eyes not only dimmed instantly, but there were also blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and even the bridge of his nose was broken.
One word revealed Guang Chengzi's little thoughts, and after hitting Guang Chengzi with a slap, Shen Gongbao spread his hands as if nothing had happened and said slowly.
"Tsk, tsk, how dare I ignore this most powerful Taoist ancestor in the history of the prehistoric world. A great gift has been prepared long ago."
"Hehehehe, goodbye, Guangchengzi, I am really happy today. After all, as a toy, you are really fun."
"Next time if I have a chance, I'll play with your toy again..."
Shen Gongbao, who left the secret realm with Xuanyuan Sword, greeted Guang Chengzi politely.
"Oh! By the way, if you have the chance, remember to tell Yuanshi Tianzun for me, thank him for cultivating me over the years!"
After saying these words, Shen Gongbao disappeared into the secret realm, leaving only Guang Chengzi who was still slumped on the ground and the Antarctic Immortal who was fixed in place.
"Son of a bitch!"
"This bastard deserves to be cut to pieces..."
When Guangchengzi saw this, he punched the ground with hatred!
At this moment, he didn't even know whether he hated Shen Gongbao for being cunning or cunning, or whether he hated an ant that he once looked down upon, but now he had climbed onto his head.
"…"
the other side!
After walking out of the secret realm, Shen Gongbao's appearance and body changed instantly, as if he had become a new person in the blink of an eye!
"It seems that the records of the previous life's "Apotheosis of the Gods" are not very comprehensive. Many things are different from the original work."
With the appearance of this crisp voice, the old and ugly Shen Gongbao has already transformed into the handsome young Yang Jian.
"..."
Outside Chaoge City!
Yang Jian stroked the sharp blade of Xuanyuan Sword, and then, the next second, he swung it straight at the boulder on the side!
A Xuanyuan Sword, as if it had no weight, arrived silently and came first. The sword light flashed as fast as lightning, strange and terrifying.
Only the light of the sword was seen, but no sword was seen, and the big stone was neatly broken into two halves with a "bang" sound in the next second.
"Anyway, if the story continues as normal, Mr. Shen Gongbao, you will end up dead in the end, so it doesn't matter if you take more blame for me!"
Feeling the power of Xuanyuan Sword, Yang Jian murmured with emotion.
From a purely rational point of view, there is nothing wrong with Yang Jian's actions.
After all, using the dead person in the original work to take the blame will neither cause harm to the initiator nor the person taking the blame.
"..."
But in reality this is not the case at all.
Because this is a primitive place.
The methods of those saints are very strong. Even if the person is dead, they can pull your soul out of the underworld. Even if the soul is gone, they can make you live again just by thinking about it.
What's more, Shen Gongbao is not dead yet, he was just locked up by Yang Jian.
"..."
Of course, everything is not absolute.
For some things, if you do it with a layer of skin, and if you do it openly and openly, the results will be completely different.
On my side, in order to realize Mr. Shen Gongbao's dream of becoming famous all over the world, the story he painstakingly crafted may be full of loopholes in the eyes of those shrewd old guys.
But so what? As long as your true identity is not exposed, what will happen even if everyone knows that this fake identity is fake?
These big shots who value face more than anyone else will hold their noses and temporarily recognize someone without enough evidence for the sake of their own face.
"Hehehehe, Mr. Shen Gongbao, for my own good and your own good, you should stay in that space forever. After all, you really can't carry this pot by yourself."
"You will die if you come out, but you will live if you don't come out!"
With the great magical power of spatial teleportation, it took less than a stick of incense to rush back to the Jinxia Cave in Yuquan Mountain. Yang Jian quietly returned to his stone room while others were sleeping.
After returning to his stone room, Yang Jian immediately closed the door.
Lying on the stone bed, Yang Jian stroked the Xuanyuan Sword, the trophy he had just obtained, with both hands, and sighed slightly after a long time.
The peaceful life of more than two to three hundred years is about to end. For him, a person who has traveled from modern times, this is both expectation and pressure.
