Poor, the Four Saints of Kowloon Island don’t know that the crisis is coming, and they might even warmly treat Shen Gongbao who comes to their door.

"Fellow Daoist Shen Gong, this idea is good. The more powerful people in the Ancestral Church, our helpers will be better." Chu Feng said with a smile. Shen Gongbao volunteered, but there was no reason why he was not satisfied.

If you are cheating, you will be familiar with others again and again. I believe that Shen Gongbao will fall in love with this business in the future and send more and more friends to the list of Gods. Alas, for Shen Gongbao to observe a minute of silence after the Battle of Gods, I believe that many people will settle the accounts with him.

"Brother Dao, I am also from the Ancestral Sect." Shen Gongbao's expression was strange. A disciple of the Ancestral Sect actually conspired with a disciple of the Man Cult to deal with the Ancestral Sect. What's even more frustrating is that the Four Saints of Kowloon Island that were about to be invited was from the Jie Sect.

By the way, he is not very familiar with the Four Saints of Kowloon Island. Wen Zhong told him that he could find the Four Saints of Kowloon Island if he had something to do. The reason why he told Chu Feng that he was his friend was actually because he wanted to say that he was not a waste. During this period of time, his self-esteem was hit hard and he always wanted to show off.

"You still think that you are from the An Sect, but you haven't understood it yet. In fact, whether you or Jiang Ziya have such poor qualifications, you can still enter the Yuxu Palace. It is the saint who is ready for future uses." Chu Feng broke through the mist that enveloped Shen Gongbao and Jiang Ziya without hesitation.

Others take two steps, but the saints take ten steps, hundreds of steps, and thousands of years ago took Shen Gongbao as their disciple, which shows that at that time, Yuanshi Tianzun knew about the scales and half of the claws about the founding of the gods.

"It turns out that both of us are utensils. No wonder the master drove me and Jiang Ziya down the mountain before the Battle of the Gods even began." Shen Gongbao suddenly realized, and then looked at Chu Feng with great resentment. Don't tell me about such a poor qualification, okay?

"Ahem, fellow Taoist, go early and come back soon." Chu Feng laughed at him to cover up.

"Brother Dao, I'm leaving." Shen Gongbao was also very straightforward and made a gesture, turning into a light smoke and disappearing.

Chu Feng looked at Shen Gongbao who was leaving, and his mouth twitched. As a golden immortal, he could clearly see Shen Gongbao. At this moment, Shen Gongbao was flying at a speed that made the gods feel embarrassed. At this speed, when will it take to arrive at Jiulong Island? No, I want to send you a ride. I swung my hand casually, and heard a scream that Shen Gongbao was gone.

After seeing off Shen Gongbao, Chu Feng returned to the front yard and greeted Nezha who was looking forward to the meal.

"Master, I'm so hungry. I'll wait until the disciple finishes eating!" Nezha walked over with a look of distress, covering his flat belly.

He has always known his master's temper and knows that as long as the master finds him, there will be no good things. Last time he went to Chaoge with Shen Gongbao, he was led to Yunmengze by Wen Zhong's two generals. He inexplicably fought with the local Lake Dragon King, and then sucked another dragon tendon. When he came back, he was beaten up. His butt was still sore that it was still burning.

This child became a foodie so soon. Chu Feng was so angry that he slapped Nezha's bare butt.

"Master, why are you trying to beat the disciple and you're about to turn into a four-petal butt!" Nezha shrank backwards, pouting his thin lips, looking angry.

The last time I was beaten this place, and the injury has not healed yet. I came again. Is there something wrong with the master? He is specializing in picking people's butts to beat them?
Chapter completed!