Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

Today, Meng Changqing broke in with a gloomy expression.

"God Ye, the gods from the Wind God Temple are here."

Meng Changqing touched his teeth, and his tone was a bit bad.

The Fengshen Temple is in charge of a land with a radius of thousands of miles and a population of hundreds of millions.

In the God Realm, although the reputation is not well known, it is still a temple, with a god king sitting in it.

He has always been aloof, and when his disciples come to the world of mortals, even the lords, they need to be cautious and respectful.

The five gods and men from the Fengshen Temple came to the lord's mansion through the clouds and fog. Many famous men from the Meng family leader had already rushed to pay their respects.

"Let Meng Changqing come out, and that impostor get out too."

The man in the lead had his toes high and his neck held high, like a proud swan, his nostrils were almost reaching the sky.

This person is a god who has been cultivated the day after tomorrow. He looks oily and powdered, and his real body is hard to distinguish. He is wearing a white robe embroidered with wind and cloud patterns, which is the symbol of Fengshen Temple.

His breath is ethereal, transcendent, and his eyes are shining brightly. He is obviously a strong man in the real god realm, and he is weaker than the god of death that Ye Fan killed at the beginning.

"The lord is coming, God please wait a moment."

The housekeeper of the lord's mansion hurriedly comforted him, wanting to explain.

Meng Changqing came heavily, with a smile on his face: "The five came here in a hurry, I don't know what's the matter? You should tell in advance, the younger ones are good for the gods, right?"

"Meng Changqing, don't pretend to be crazy here. Your guard commander, Meng Xifeng, went to the temple to report that someone pretended to be a disciple of the shrine. You don't know that you were deceived by him. Hurry up and hand him over, so that you can reduce your guilt."

Behind the leader, a young man snorted.

At this moment, Meng Changqing just noticed that Meng Xifeng was also hiding behind the God-man.

Seeing this, Meng Changqing's face turned ashen immediately: "Meng Xifeng, what do you want to do?"

"What can I do? I just don't want my lord to be deceived by traitors!" Meng Xifeng gritted his molars, his eyes flickering with inexplicable coldness.

"I see you are jealous..."

How could Meng Changqing not know that Meng Xifeng was jealous, pointed at him, and wanted to reprimand him angrily.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a voice without sadness or joy came from behind him: "Do you mean me as the villain in your mouth?"

Everyone followed the prestige and saw Ye Fan walking slowly in the courtyard, accompanied by Meng Manyun.

Chapter 2142 You are a mortal, but an ant!

Now, Ye Fan has changed into God Realm costumes, still wearing a white robe, with long hair tied behind his head with a white headband. He has a handsome appearance, sword-like eyebrows like temples, and deep starry eyes, like a handsome young man.

Staring at Meng Xifeng with a half-smile but not a smile, Ye Fan said teasingly: "A vicious dog will always bite people, last time it really should have killed you on the spot."

"Are you the one pretending to be a disciple of the Jingu Palace?"

The five people from the Fengshen Temple went back and forth in unison, they were stunned for a while, and then they were full of ridicule, with a very bad look on their faces.

Now Ye Fan's aura is restrained, in the eyes of outsiders, he is just an ordinary person who can't know martial arts.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't have the demeanor of a Jingu disciple at all.

"It looks good, but it's a pity that it's just an embroidered pillow, which is nothing more than a fancy dress."

Someone shook his head and sneered.

"Pretending to be a disciple of the Jingu Palace, bluffing and deceiving me, ruining my reputation as a god and man, I will be executed according to the law." Someone had a fierce look, and his murderous intentions were revealed between the words.

"Don't kneel down and lead the death."

The other three scolded in unison.

The five true gods spoke at the same time, and the entire Lord's Mansion immediately became turbulent, and the atmosphere was dead silent and anxious.

Many famous people in the Meng family were all terrified, holding their breath and concentrating, watching their noses, noses and hearts, acting like quails.

The Fengshen Temple ruled thousands of miles, and it lasted for a thousand years. More than a dozen generations of the Meng family were under its rule. Who would dare to resist in the slightest?

The most important thing is that people who cultivate martial arts are also mortals after all.

How dare mortals show their teeth to God?

It can be said that within a range of thousands of miles, the Fengshen Temple can definitely speak the law, and judge life and death with one word, and no one dares to have the slightest thought of resistance.

Meng Xifeng looked at Ye Fan coldly, with a villain's triumphant smile showing on the corner of his mouth.

"My god, Ye Shenren does have supernatural powers, even if they don't come from the shrine, but the origin should be extraordinary."

Meng Changqing bit the bullet and opened his mouth, wanting to help defend himself.

Unexpectedly, someone waved his hand impatiently, and a powerful force aroused.

"Oh!"

Meng Changqing immediately flew upside down and landed heavily on the ground.

Although he is a master of martial arts, he has no resistance at all in front of a true god who is comparable to a real immortal.

With a puff, Meng Changqing spurted blood immediately, and his complexion turned pale.

"You count that onion, here is your part to speak?"