Liu Shengzhi shook his head and chuckled. When he came, he saw the Dragon King nodding and bowing, and he knew that it would be wasted.

I didn't say much now and I was about to say goodbye. Seeing that Liu Shengzhi was about to leave, the Dragon King couldn't keep it, so I quickly sent someone a bank card, but it was very up-to-date with the times.

However, Liu Shengzhi did not expect that this move would cost hundreds of millions, and he was slightly stunned. He smiled and said, "I treat this real person as the one who came to fight Qiufeng... However, I have heard that the aquarium is the richest, so this is true..."

After walking out of the Dragon King Temple in a few steps, looking back, the guests were like the market. The surrounding business was prosperous.

But when you look away, you can see the mountains and rivers vaguely suppressing the Dragon King Temple.

Although this Feng Shui magic array has become fragmented as the earth energy changes, it can still vaguely see the appearance of that year.

He couldn't help but shook his head and laughed: "The overseas dragon clan of the Six Dynasties time and space is powerful and fearful to ghosts and gods. But now, it's just..."

The last sentence was not finished. At this time, the dragon clan was no longer in a state of chaos.

He paused, and was about to get up, but he was about to leave.

But then Liu Shengzhi paused and stopped.

I saw many tourists not far away gathering in a group, and they were in chaos. Someone shouted: "Call the ambulance, call the ambulance..."

Liu Shengzhi shook his head and stopped, and walked over. Although Master Liu could not reach such a state of compassion and rushing to the sound, sometimes he would not help but encounter something that could help!

Liu Shengzhi couldn't do it like Mo Zi. But Liu Zhenren couldn't do it like Yang Zhu, who was reluctant to do it even if he was unwilling to do it in the world.

Moreover, in the dark, Liu Shengzhi sensed something. When he entered the realm of scattered immortals, he broke through another level.

Whether it is Yin God or Ghost Immortal, they are just revolving around the realm of ghosts and gods.

But after entering the realm of scattered immortals, it is completely different. At least at this time, the body is flying, but it is the realm of ghost immortals, and I can't dream of it.

After walking a few steps, no one would notice Liu Shengzhi. He felt abrupt and strange after walking hundreds of meters between two or three steps.

At this time, I saw the onlookers panic and screamed.

"This is unscientific...how could it be true..."

"There is really a god..."

When I saw the onlookers, I was afraid, awe and excitement. Looking at a person lying on the ground, I felt like I had seen some monster.

Liu Shengzhi just took a look and sneered in his heart. It turned out that there was a person on the ground, twitching all over, as if he was ejaculated.

This is not the key, the key is that the person starts to get wounds, as if they are tattooed.

"So that's it. I said why did I feel something suddenly?" A cold light flashed in my eyes. Don't tell Liu Shengzhi that this guy appeared near him. It was just a coincidence.

It is impossible for a fool to believe this kind of thing!

Liu Shengzhi came over and looked at him with a smile. He slapped the man's forehead and shouted loudly: "No, no, this is the body of ghosts and gods. Well, ghosts and demons..."

"This seems to be a holy mark. I heard it is a miracle!" A girl watching said timidly.

"Nothing nonsense, the gods are pure, how can they become mortals? Everything possessed is ghosts and devils..." Liu Shengzhi said seriously: "Come on, come and cure this guy. You didn't see it. Has this guy bit off his tongue..."

But at this moment, a man strode over, wearing a long robe, as if he was a Feng Shui master nearby who was showing fortune telling for people.

"What this gentleman said is, how could the pure God get on the dirty body? Anyone who possesses himself is not a righteous god. Moreover, seeing this man in such pain, I am afraid that he will die if he can't wait for the ambulance to come!"

When the onlookers saw this person, he seemed extremely painful. He looked like he was epilepsy, but at this time he had even started foaming at the mouth.

This Feng Shui master seems to be a professional, at least he should be trustworthy than Liu Shengzhi.

Therefore, after a little hesitation, everyone surrounded him with hands and feet, pressed his hands and feet, stuffed something into their mouths...

What patients with epilepsy are most afraid of is that they bite off their tongues during an attack. So in the past, such patients still had their mouths stuck with them...

Liu Shengzhi didn't do much, but just looked at the people who didn't know the truth, pressed the man down with all his might, and found something to stuff his mouth.

"You hold him down, I'll drive away evil spirits!" The Feng Shui gentleman said, and didn't know where to find the cinnabar pen and ink, and he started to draw on the man's forehead.

However, as soon as the cinnabar pen touched the man, the man's eyes suddenly became extremely huge and he struggled quickly. Five or six people almost failed to hold them down, and almost struggled by him.

Fortunately, there are quite a few people watching around. Originally, many people could only watch it, but it was a small regret. At this time, if you have the opportunity to do it, you naturally rush to get it. One or twenty people intervened at one time, and they could not even move the person.

Liu Shengzhi had a sneer on his lips. The possessed Holy Spirit should be quite powerful. However, the more powerful it is, the more difficult it is to come.

There is no perfect container, just like the stone statues that Liu Shengzhi had seen...

It is difficult for ordinary people to withstand the huge power of the Holy Spirit, not to mention that Liu Shengzhi took advantage of the opportunity to make trouble.

Just now, he slapped the top door with a palm, sealing his spiritual light. At this time, no matter how capable he is, he will never be able to use it.

The cinnabar pen fell on the man's forehead, and hissing sounds and even blue smoke came out. The onlookers were shocked and spoke: "Oh..."

"It seems like a demon and a ghost rushing to the body, otherwise why are you afraid of cinnabar? I remember when I was a child, the dancer in our village was just dealing with the ones who were hit by the yellow skin..."

"There are really monsters and monsters. I didn't believe it before!"

"It's the evil ghost that didn't run away, so maybe there's any grievances. This is what I want to take revenge when I come back. Alas, everything is the fault of the system..."

Everyone was talking nonsense, but they really took this person as an evil ghost or a demon.

"This evil ghost is too fierce. It seems that the cinnabar ink cannot be removed. It should be treated with black dog blood and boy urine!"
Chapter completed!