God's long eyebrows were like the famous founder of the Mount Shu Swordsman. When the wind blew, his body naturally showed a sense of transcendence.
However, his appearance, face, teeth, skin, and figure were all displayed to Zhou Xuan. He was definitely not over 30 years old.
If he cut off his eyebrows and turned into a normal person, no one would be able to tell that this young man was the leader of the world's number one assassination world, the " god " who had been assassinating the world for forty years.
This white-browed, transcendent, and fairy-like 'god' spoke to Tang Zichen, who was lying on the beach chair, with a neutral expression on his face,
"Tang Sect Master!"
"We are all people who have cultivated our martial arts to the extreme in this world. We are also existences who have developed the potential of our human bodies to the highest peak!”
"Even if we count all the martial artists and pill dao masters in the past and present, there are only a few who have reached our level of achievement. And now, the only one who has surpassed me is you.”
"Before you, I was a god, an immortal, and a Buddha!”
"But you walked half a step ahead of me!”
"Peng!"
Zhou Xuan could clearly see that God's long eyebrows seemed to be blown by a strong wind even though there was no breeze on the shore.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At the same time, the heavy heartbeats of the Divine Court Immortal Drum suddenly sounded!
After slaying the red dragon and the white tiger, the pores on God's body were sealed. He was like a cooked prawn. His entire body was bright red like blood!
The next moment, God's heart was beating at full speed. He gathered all his strength and slowly bowed to Tang Zichen, who was sitting on the recliner.
"I came here for one reason!”
"Tang Sect Master, please enlighten me and fight with me. Help me break through the path ahead and reach a higher realm above the Indestructible Divine State!”
"Please!"
As soon as God finished speaking, Tang Zichen, who was lying on the beach chair and whose vitality frequency was one with heaven and earth, slowly said,
"You and I are enemies, not friends."
"If you want me to help you open up the path ahead, I can!”
When Tang Zichen said this, God suddenly straightened his body and looked at Tang Zichen with a detached expression.
"What I want is to break the shackles and improve my martial arts!”
"Other than that, everything else is just worldly possessions!”
"If the Tang Sect Master needs anything, I will do it!”
Tang Zichen, who seemed to have fused with the rhythm of nature, smiled and pointed at Zhou Xuan.
"If that's the case!"
"Then kill him!"
"Yes!"
Upon hearing Tang Zichen's words, God, who had never looked at Zhou Xuan since the moment he stepped on the waves, slowly turned around and looked at Zhou Xuan!
Just as Zhou Xuan thought that the other party was about to attack, God suddenly turned around and said to Tang Zichen,
"Tang Sect Master, forgive me for being blunt, but gods are not on the same level as humans!”
God's tone was very calm, but it was strange. His calm words always gave people a feeling that he was high and mighty.
It felt as if everyone else was a monkey apart from him.
God, who was standing in front of Tang Zichen, pointed at Zhou Xuan and said,
"The price to pay for the Tang Sect Master's help in breaking through is too small to kill a monkey who has even broken through Supreme Force!”
"Tang Sect Master, please explain again."
"Peng!"
Suddenly, God's words came to a halt. At that moment, he suddenly felt a majestic fist intent beside him.
Although the Supreme Martial Artist was invincible, the vast aura of his Dao was also empty. The moment it burst out, it directly cut off God's words.
The moment God's words were cut off, Zhou Xuan, who had been ridiculed as a monkey, was enraged. His body swayed slightly and he formed a fist stance. The moment he did so, Zhou Xuan suddenly looked extremely sacred as a majestic aura rose.
Although he was standing, he looked like Buddha sitting on a lotus throne and smiling. It was as if a Dao Ancestor sitting in the Nine Heavens was preaching to all living beings. He was more like an emperor of gods who sat in a golden chariot, with matchless divine might and boundless pressure, making the gods worship him!
This was a stance that Zhou Xuan had condensed from the Taizu's long fist and the golden chariot after his anger was aroused by the words of the god.
Its name is--sit in the golden chariot, God worship me!
Zhou Xuanshan's fist was like a mountain peak. When he saw Dao Chengkong's domineering fist intent, he directly sent a message to God.
Even if you call yourself a god!
You must also obediently worship my vast charm!
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