Fengshen : Please, stop observing me

Shengong Leopard glanced at Maitreya and Jiang Ziya flatly, and turned to look in the direction of Lingshan with adoration.

“After the Quasi-Ti Sect Master arrived, the disciples of the Interpretation Sect and the Intercept Sect were immediately stunned on the spot, did not dare to move, and their faces became extremely ugly…”

Shengong Leopard took a deep breath, and then blew hard at the Junti Saint, which made Maitreya and Jiang Ziya feel excited in their hearts.

Thinking that Jun Ti snorted coldly in front of the disciples of the Chaoga City Interpretation Sect and the Intercept Sect, the two sects were silent, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, Maitreya felt a burst of relief.

Thinking that when he was bullied by those who explained and intercepted the teachings, now the field has been found by Uncle Zhun Ti.

Every time he heard Shengong Leopard’s blowing of the junti, Maitreya’s face suddenly turned red.

“Comfortable…”

Maitreya listened to Shen Gongbao’s words that when the Junti saint extended his hand to Guangchengzi, who was expounding the teachings, Guangchengzi’s face changed drastically, and he muttered.

Every time he remembered that he was moaning under Hiroshiko’s fist, and when he thought of Hiroshiko calling himself ‘Son of Chance’, Maitreya couldn’t help but grit his teeth for a while.

Hiroshiko you also have today!

Maitreya thought of what Guang Chengzi looked like when he saw Maitreya, and saw that the Junti saint stretched out a hand to Guang Chengzi, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Even on the Spirit Mountain, his face was ugly, thinking about the loss of this eastward trip.

Now hearing this Daoist who didn’t know Bai Yi boasting about himself so much, I thought of when I first arrived in Asaka City.

It seemed to see a white-clothed Daoist standing in front of Guang Chengzi.

Now hearing Jiang Ziya call this white-clothed Daoist as Yang Fengfeng, he immediately glanced at Yang Fengfeng a few more times.

“This peak Daoist is good!”

The originally ugly face of the Jun Ti Saint was now much better, and listening to Shen Gong Leopard’s boasting about himself, he couldn’t help but nod.

After all, even a saint can’t resist a rainbow fart.

Especially when you are in this state, how can you not be happy to hear someone bragging about yourself like this?

But when Jun Ti heard Shen Gongbao say that when he repelled Pangu Banner with one palm, Yuan Shi Tianzun appeared, and his face sank.

And Maitreya heard Yuan Shi Tianzun’s move, and his expression was slightly solemn.

When Shen Gongbao said this, he paused, and this anxious Maitreya and Jiang Ziya were unhappy in their hearts.

At this moment of shutdown, Shengongbao suddenly stopped talking, how could this not make them anxious?

“Say it quickly, what’s going on…”

Maitreya asked eagerly, and the anxious look in his tone almost brought up Shengong Leopard to question.

You said ah, when it came to this Guan Jian, I actually didn’t say it!

After Shen Gongbao pondered for a moment, he said slowly,

“The Junti Saint snorted coldly, and I fainted, and when I woke up, there was no longer a single disciple around me who was elaborating and intercepting the teachings, so I survived.”

“However, whether there is a big war among the subsequent saints, and what is the result of the big war, all this still needs to be asked by yourselves to the Junti saints, but…”

Shen Gong Leopard’s one but, and hung the appetite of the two brothers, Jiang Ziya hurriedly followed,

“But what?”

“However, when I woke up, there was not a single disciple of the two sects in the field, who won can be imagined, thank you to the saint for saving his life!”

After Shen Gongbao finished speaking, he bowed again in the direction of Lingshan to salute.

As for the Saint War, although he knew who had won, he did not dare to say that he had lost.

I didn’t dare to say that Yuan Shi Tianzun won, and directly said that he fainted under the coercion of the saint, and as for the result, let Maitreya and Jiang Ziya find it themselves.

What the subsequent quasi-mention saint will say, naturally has nothing to do with him.

Maitreya and Jiang Ziya sighed endlessly, they couldn’t think of the most crucial battle of saints, and Shengong Leopard actually didn’t know the result.

But in their hearts, it must be the victory of the quasi-saint.

“In this way, it must be the Quasi-Ti Master Uncle Doufa who won the Yuan Shi Tianzun.”

Maitreya nodded thoughtfully and muttered to himself,

He had inexplicable faith in the Quasi Saint.

After all, in his heart, his Western religion was definitely stronger than the Eastern Saints.

Jiang Ziya also nodded cooperatively.

Shen Gong Leopard glanced at the frustrated junior brother, and snorted with disdain in his heart.

I don’t know where your faith came from, but when he was about to run, I followed him behind him and watched him run for days. ’

Shen Gongbao thought of watching the saint run away with Ye Xuan, and his heart was suddenly excited.

The Junti Saint above the Spirit Mountain was silent, like today’s chaos, and what Shen Gongbao said was mixed with these two false words in ten sentences.

It was as if he was on the spot, no, he was there.

“Although this peak Daoist said a little praise, it was roughly the same, but fortunately he fainted at that time…”

The Junti Saint nodded in satisfaction at Shen Gong Leopard, and seemed to be quite satisfied with what Shen Gong Leopard boasted before.

But I am glad that Shengong Leopard was faint in time, otherwise, if he knew that the two sages fought because of a little golden immortal who expounded the teachings.

Then it’s hard to say…