The Return of the Immortal of the City

Chapter 781 Iron Man, or Hulk? (first update)
Chapter 850 Iron Man, or Hulk? (ask for subscription, reward)
The God of Thunder in the Western Temple is just a small guy with a big temper. He held up the thunder hammer and threw it at Gu Bei.

"Idiot, you didn't understand it, so you came to die. Are you all idiots in the Western Temple?!"

Seeing Lei Shenzun attacking with a thunder hammer, Gu Bei didn't look good at all, and made a cold sound, still punching lightly with one punch.

Seeing Gu Bei insulting the two leaders of the temple in this way, the people in Ghost King Valley couldn't help grinning, and finally elated for a while.

Damn, after being suppressed by these bastards from the Western Temple for such a long time, everyone in Ghost King Valley has already lost their patience, feeling aggrieved.

Especially when Gu Bei punched out, everyone screamed excitedly as if they saw a tragic and heroic scene of their bodies collapsing and blood flying everywhere.

"My lord, kill him, kill him!"

"My lord, don't keep your hands, these dogs deserve to die!"

"Dare to invade my Chinese cultivation world and offend my lord, do you really think you have two heads?"

……

All the Ghost King Valley disciples raised their arms and shouted.

boom!
Following Gu Bei's punch, everyone felt a sharp tinnitus in their eardrums, as if they were almost deafened; sparks from electric snakes scattered in front of them.

The white lightning snake shot out from the thunder hammer of Thunder God Zun was directly scattered by the bombardment.

However, Gu Bei's fist was not damaged at all.

Then, everyone saw the 1.6-meter-high Thor God of Thunder, who was directly bombarded into scum.

Flesh, fragments, and brains exploded, dyeing a small piece of the world red.

One punch, just one punch.

Gu Bei ended up with the Thunder God.Everyone present was shocked beyond words, and those martial artists in Bang Country were even more horrified, subconsciously retreating one by one.

Those iron-faced warriors in the temple were gasping for air, their pale yellow or brown eyeballs were full of panic.

"Sigh~~"

"Who is this kid? Damn, he's too powerful."

"Even the thunder god of the eight great gods couldn't even take a punch from him, and his body collapsed and died?!"

"Nimma, what the hell are you going to fight! Is this guy Iron Man?!"

"No, it's the Hulk, you can't kill it!"

……

Some people like to watch stories about the Western Temple of Science Fiction, but one Jinglong can’t speak.

"Okay~~"

"Good kill!"

"They all deserve to die!"

"Kick them out of the Chinese cultivation world..."

"Those who offend me Huaxia will be punished even if they are far away!"

The disciples of Ghost King Valley shouted loudly one by one, and the cheers were endless.

Lei Shenzun's cultivation is not weak, even the owner of the Ghost King Valley is no match for him; but in front of Gu Bei, he is as weak as an ant, and can be easily crushed to death.

Clang!

With a loud noise, the huge thunder hammer fell directly to the ground, splashing a puddle of mud.

The thunder hammer fell to the ground between the two sides, but no one dared to pick it up.Those guys in the Western Temple were all on guard with fear on their faces.

Even Fengshen Zun's body trembled again and again.

Gu Bei grinned, harmless to humans and animals, as if the death of the awesome Lei Shen Zun had nothing to do with him, and waved at Feng Shen Zun: "That dwarf is too useless, it's your turn!"

Feng Shenzun subconsciously took a few steps back, but felt that he had lost face in front of those subordinates in the Western Temple, so he took another step forward.

But this step didn't fall, Fengshen Zun shortened it to half a step, looked directly at Gu Bei, and shouted loudly: "Who are you, how dare you kill my temple god?!"

"Your god, the deity is worthy of death. You, hurry up and suffer your death!" Gu Bei waved again, "As for the name, to be honest, you really don't deserve to know it!"

The Fengshen Zun, with a sturdy figure of more than 1.8 meters, immediately trembled a few times with anger, and finally resisted the impulse, and said loudly: "The majesty of the temple is not something that can be offended casually. If you are sensible, surrender to my temple immediately." Under my command, I will play the Hall Master at the Divine Venerable, and I may grant you the position of Divine Venerable!"

This guy is not considered a person with a developed body and a simple mind. Although the method of recruiting and surrendering is a bit blunt, he is not too brainless.

"Noisy!"

Gu Bei didn't bother to pay attention to whether this guy was procrastinating on purpose, he spread five fingers on his right hand, and suddenly grabbed Fengshen Zun.

"It's just you, you still want to catch the illusory deity?!" Feng Shenzun showed disdain in his eyes.

After all, he is the God of Wind, who can control and control the wind. It can even be said that he himself is the wind, illusory and seamless.

Seeing that Gu Beichao had captured him himself, Fengshen Zun naturally gloated and his eyes were full of contempt.

The corner of Fengshen Zun's mouth traced an incomprehensible arc, and his figure strangely and slowly began to disappear in front of everyone.It seems that it really turned into a wisp of wind and dissipated between the sky and the earth.

This is the trump card of Fengshen Zun. The attribute of wind is invisible and intangible. It can be felt but cannot be seen or touched.

Therefore, when he saw Thunder God Venerable alive and dead, he was only a little terrified, but not too frightened; if he couldn't beat him, the most he could do was escape.

Go back to the temple, report to the left and right guardians, move more people, kill this kid, and get back to the place!
However, in the next second, Fengshen Zun was sad and regretful.

Why didn't I think of running away early?
Most of the body of Fengshen Zun has disappeared, leaving a blurred upper body in the void, and some blurred cheeks of Fengshen Zun, with a faint smile on his face: "Let you experience the illusory art of this God Zun, You'll know how small you are, how ignorant, how...er...impossible."

This guy hadn't finished speaking, but a hint of fear suddenly appeared on his fuzzy cheeks, which was unparalleled, shocking, and horrifying: "This...impossible!! Why can't the body of this god...can't move?! "

What's even more strange is that Fengshen Zun's illusory cheeks gradually became firmer, and his illusory upper body gradually returned to his real body.

The lower body, which had completely disappeared, gradually revealed an illusory shape at this moment, and then became solid.

It seems that this guy's wind-dissolving technique has failed, and his body is exposed to the air again.

The Fengshen Zun with a horrified expression looked up, and found a big illusory hand above his head.As if covering the sky and blocking out the sun, he slapped down on his head.

As for himself, he stood there, unable to move at all, as if he couldn't mobilize his internal energy through all the exercises, and he couldn't even struggle with his body.

He could only stare helplessly at the huge palm above his head, and patted it on himself. The horror in his eyes couldn't be concealed, and he howled loudly: "Ah... don't..."

(End of this chapter)