Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

After Cihang Pudu finished speaking, he stood up.

I saw a golden dragon appearing behind it, the domineering dragon aura surged and churned around its body, filled with a holy aura, and even covered up its own demonic aura.

Chapter 1296 The City God's visit, a deep feeling!

This is Cihang Pudu's confidence to dare to take risks and run away from the imperial city.

During these years of becoming the Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty, Cihang Pudu crazily devoured the dragon energy in the dragon veins of the Ming Dynasty.

Cihang Pudu, who is a fine centipede, focuses on transforming dragons.

These dragon qi do not repel it very much, and it is also very convenient to devour it.

Protected by dragon energy, the evil aura on Cihang Pudu's body has been concealed.

With the blessing of dragon energy, as long as it is not a god, no one in this world can deduce the specific trajectory of Cihang Pudu.

The time soon came to midnight.

The evil spirit in the backyard suddenly became stronger, but unfortunately, there were still no traces of evil spirits.

Ye Fan sat cross-legged under the tree, with his palms facing the sky, flat on his legs, and a few inches away from his palms, the spirit beads emitting a hazy yellow light floated and twirled.

A khaki-yellow brilliance surrounded him, these rays of light were incomparably pure and resplendent.

The corner of his mouth curled into a vague smile. According to the current speed, at most three days, he could completely refine the Earth Spirit Orb.

Even he couldn't figure out why he refined the Earth Spirit Orb so fast.

When he was refining in Lanruo Temple, he had thought about this problem, but he never figured it out.

He had a faint feeling that somewhere, this thing seemed to belong to him.

"Shh!"

Ye Fan opened his eyes suddenly, and the earth spirit pearl was swallowed by him in one gulp.

Two flames flickered in the eyes, and the eyes were fixed on the arch leading to this place.

At some point, a middle-aged man in brocade clothes stood in front of the arch.

This person has a white face and no beard, and wears a high crown on his head. The breeze blows, and the aroma of sandalwood blows from his body.

"Forgive me for the offense, I disturbed fellow daoists to practice penance."

The middle-aged man did not step forward, but cupped his hands away.

Ye Fan frowned, and said calmly: "The city god is here, what is the purpose?"

The man in front of him was printed like a mold of the City God.

Influenced by incense all the year round, the body contains a strong scent of sandalwood, which is really unusual.

Ye Fan was curious, wondering why the Lingwu City God was looking for him!

This was also the first time Ye Fan saw the lively City God, and also the first god he encountered in this world.

After the Republic of China, the heavens and the earth came to an end, the aura was exhausted, and the power of the incense was even more dissipated, making it difficult to maintain the real body of a god like the City God.

He once heard Uncle Jiu mention that the last city god in the world was lost with the Ming Dynasty and lost his soul.

"This seat did not expect that a mere spirit martial arts could attract such land gods as distraction and power."

Although Chenghuang is a god, he is the lowest-level god of incense.

All the power they have comes from the power of incense, that is, the power of wish.

Even though he was a god, he didn't dare to act presumptuously in front of a strong man like Ye Fan.

Although Ye Fan is a martial artist, he is also a martial artist who has set foot on the Dao of Immortal Martial Arts, and he has a strong aura on his body.

City God naturally regarded him as Xuanxiu, and only then did he call him a Taoist friend.

"Just passing by here, not here on purpose."

Ye Fan waved his hand, waved his big hand, and took out tea tables, teapots and other tea sets from the system space.

"If Master Chenghuang doesn't mind, sit down and have a cup of tea!"

Ye Fan made an invitation gesture, but Chenghuang was not polite, and sat cross-legged on the floor.

Ye Fan's palm shook, and a flame rose up.

The fire boils the tea, and soon the teapot boils.

"Thank you!"

Seeing Ye Fan take the initiative to pour a cup of tea for himself, Chenghuang bowed his hands to express his thanks.

Immediately, he picked up the teacup, and the scent of the fragrance penetrated into the nostrils of the Chenghuang.

As the tea fragrance disappeared, the hot tea in Chenghuang's hand became cold, and the tea color became like clear water.

The God of Incense, the City God, eats incense, so drinking tea naturally also eats tea.

They need to maintain a filthy body and cannot eat human fireworks, otherwise it will pollute the body.

Chapter 1297 The end of the law is sad, the city god falls into the devil!