Slaying gods and demons with bare hands, my salted fish avatar collapsed

Bite the bullet and walked into the Wuji Palace, Jiang Chen didn't meet anyone.

The huge palace seemed to be empty and deserted.

"I'll go, if that woman wants to do something to me, wouldn't it be useless for me to shout out my throat?" Jiang Chen curled his lips.

From the moment he stepped into the main hall of the Promise Palace, he felt that the aura of heaven and earth here was stronger than that of the top of Qinglong Peak.

As expected of a place where only guardians can live, this treatment is really enviable.

In addition to feeling the rich spiritual energy in the surrounding world, he also found three black iron towers, on which were engraved with countless mysterious characters, as if some kind of ancient prohibition.

This is not visible from the outside at all.

"Is this the core inheritance place and treasure house of the Temple of Slashing God?" Jiang Chen murmured to himself, and just wanted to use his divine sense to find out, but found that two extremely terrifying divine senses blocked him.

In the Temple of Slashing God, there are still people whose spiritual sense surpasses the level of the Immortal King?Jiang Chen was a little stunned.

This is very difficult, with such a strong guard, how can he go around the treasure house?
"Ten breaths, if you haven't come to see me, you will be at your own risk." Just as he was thinking, Chu Yanran's indifferent voice rang out from his ears again.

"What??" Everyone in Jiang Chen was dumbfounded. Is this woman crazy?

He didn't care about making complaints at the moment, he just performed "Shrink the ground into an inch", and his whole body turned into a ray of light, passing through rows of magnificent palaces, crossing emerald green rockeries, and flying over lakes one by one.

Finally, after ten breaths, he came to a valley in the back mountain of Wuji Palace.

This is a valley with singing birds and fragrant flowers, peach blossoms in full bloom, mountains, rivers and lakes, like a fairyland on earth, a paradise like a paradise.

At the end of the valley, Jiang Chen could faintly see a few thatched cottages and a small yard full of various flowers and plants.

On the side of the yard, there is a natural hot spring and a small lake, and beside the lake is an antique pavilion.

There is a stone table in the pavilion, and there are two stone benches beside the stone table. On the stone bench is a purple-clothed woman who is even more stunning than Jiutian Xuannv. The woman is playing the piano with her eyes downcast.

"What a nice view!"

Looking at the beautiful scenery of this beauty, Jiang Chen couldn't help being stunned. He didn't know whether he was praising the beautiful scenery or praising the beauty.

"boom!"

Just when he was in a daze, he heard a melodious piano sound, and then, a strange force appeared instantly, like a rope, and tied him up.

"Ah this??" Jiang Chen was stunned. Why did he involuntarily come up in his mind, the scene where he was hanged up and beaten by the elder sister in the small courtyard of the Ancient Moon Dynasty?
"This damn familiarity." Curling his lips, Jiang Chen quickly squeezed out a smile that he thought was handsome, and then grinned at Chu Yanran.

"I said, Mrs. Shenfeng, you are enough. There is no one else here, so we old wives still need to do this?" Jiang Chen said with a serious expression.

I thought I had already said this, even if Chu Yanran didn't help her to untie the restraint, she would definitely not do it again.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, just as he finished speaking, a shocking chill erupted from Chu Yanran's body, covering him in an instant.

"Who gave you the courage to blaspheme this deity like this?" Chu Yanran's beautiful eyes were cold, and fierce aura continuously surged out of her body, making her look like a female devil who killed people without blinking an eye.

Immediately afterwards, she waved her plain hand, and the sound of the zither sounded again. Jiang Chen had no time to react, and was carried by this force to Chu Yanran in an instant.

"boom!"

Just as Jiang Chen flew to the gazebo, Chu Yanran slapped him on the chest.

"puff!"

He only felt a surge in his body, and Jiang Chen couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"What do you mean?" The smile on Jiang Chen's face retracted, and he let out a somber tone.

"Hmph, what do you mean? This deity has lived tens of thousands of years, and no one has ever dared to be so disrespectful. This palm is a warning to you."

"If you dare to speak unrestrainedly next time and desecrate this deity's name, even if you are the young master of the Temple of Slaying God, this deity will never show mercy."

Chu Yanran looked at Jiang Chen coldly, her tone was as cold as ten thousand years, extremely serious.

After living for tens of thousands of years, anyone who dared to have an unreasonable thought about her would go to hell to be judged.

Therefore, she was very angry and angry when she heard that Jiang Chen talked about a wife, returning old couples and so on.

She devoted herself to cultivating and her love for her children had been cut off long ago.

On the other side, after listening to Chu Yanran's words, Jiang Chen also realized that something was wrong.

It stands to reason that his Shenfeng wife, no matter how cold she is, would never make a move against him, let alone say such indifferent words.

Is it...

"Aren't you the ancient divine phoenix?" Jiang Chen asked with an extremely serious expression.

"Imperial Divine Phoenix? I don't know what you're talking about, but I can tell you that my name is Chu Yanran, not some ancient Divine Phoenix."

When Jiang Chen asked such a question, Chu Yanran's beautiful eyes froze for a moment, and then she replied indifferently.

"So that's the case, you are really not my Shenfeng's wife." After receiving Chu Yanran's answer, Jiang Chen was also extremely depressed.

But how could there be two people who look almost exactly the same in the world?
It doesn't matter if people look exactly the same, even their personality, way of speaking, and temperament are almost carved out of the same mold.

Is there such a coincidence in the world?
"Senior, I'm really sorry, because I have a bosom friend who looks exactly like you, that's why this junior spoke in that tone before."

"There are so many offenses, please forgive me, senior."

After he figured it out, Jiang Chen hurriedly cupped his hands and explained. It seemed that this palm could only be taken in vain.

"You said that your bosom friend looks very similar to this deity?" Chu Yanran looked at Jiang Chen seriously, and at the same time her eyebrows also slowly frowned.

"To be honest, senior, you two are almost identical in appearance, temperament, and the way you speak." Jiang Chen smiled wryly. If there were not so many similarities, how could he have mistaken someone?

"What's the relationship between you and your bosom friend?" Chu Yanran's expression changed after receiving an affirmative answer, and then she asked indifferently.

"Uh... this..." Jiang Chen curled his lips. What does this senior mean, even asking such a secret question?

"Say..." Chu Yanran turned around suddenly, and came to Jiang Chen at once, less than an inch away from him.

Jiang Chen could even smell the special fragrance from Chu Yanran's body, as well as the hot air from her delicate nose.

"She...she is the junior's Taoist companion." Jiang Chen said in a daze.

"A Taoist companion?" Hearing these words, Chu Yanran's expression suddenly became complicated, and there was a slight tenderness in Jiang Chen's eyes?

She has a secret in her heart, a secret from ancient times...