Chapter 789: Phantom God

"Phantom God!"

Bai Chen finally couldn't help but yelled.

Hearing this, the man stared at him for a moment, but didn't turn around. Instead, the little meerkat on his shoulder raised its paw and pressed it on his messy hair, looking over.

Seeing this little meerkat, Bai Chen smiled with relief: "Little phantom beast, long time no see."

"What phantom god or phantom beast? Stop playing tricks on me! Since you are a beast trainer, you must know about the Purple Cloud Temple!" Liu Yan sneered gloomily, looking down at the phantom god.

The four eyes met, and the phantom god grinned: "Knowing, so what?"

"Tsk, since you know, then I tell you, the master of the Purple Cloud Temple has stood with me for a long time, using Ye Xingyu to provoke the Ye family to fight with Xiangzhou, which is also our plan in advance! The Purple Cloud Temple has four beast kings, and the strength of the master has reached the peak of the beast king realm, so I advise you, if you don't want to die, just get out of here!"

Liu Yan crossed her arms around her chest, looking down with cold eyes, with a strong threat.

All animal trainers would be extremely humble in front of the beast king, but after hearing Liu Yan's words, the illusion god was still expressionless: "Have you finished?"

"What, you still want to go your own way?" A tentacle casually swung, disturbing the floating clouds in the sky. Liu Yan snorted disdainfully: "If you are so ungrateful, then I will personally wipe you out!"

"Boring."

The illusion god sighed helplessly, hooked his finger, and the little yellow weasel on his shoulder suddenly opened its mouth and burst into a deafening roar.

A roar shook the sky!

"Ah——!"

The terrifying sound wave instantly blew away the thousands of miles of white clouds above his head. Liu Yan was shocked by this roar and her hair stood up in the wind. She finally realized how terrifying the man in front of her was, but when she knew all this, her body had been blasted into a bloody mist by the sound wave.

"Fuck!"

Xia Daotian looked at the scene in front of him in shock, and his eyelids jumped violently.

That little yellow weasel actually killed a four-star sea-level warrior with his roar. This is simply a fairy tale!

"Illusion God..."

Bai Chen stood in the ruins, looking at the calm figure. Suddenly, the world spun around, and everything in front of him turned into a pink vortex.

When he came to his senses again, he had come to a patch of green grass.

Next to him was a clear stream, with gurgling water and pleasant sounds. In front of him was a thatched house and a small courtyard with farmland.

Although the courtyard was small, it was very simple, and the air here was fresh. It was located in the deep mountains, and it was like a fairyland on earth without being disturbed.

...

"Boss, boss!"

Among the ruins, Xia Daotian was still scratching the mud and stones on the ground like crazy, and his old eyes were full of tears.

Outside this large area of ​​ruins, countless figures jumped all the way like fleas.

"Old Xia, where is Brother Bai Chen!" Tang Qin was the fastest. He came to Xia Daotian in a few blinks. Seeing his strange behavior, he couldn't help but frowned curiously.

But Xia Daotian acted as if he didn't hear anything, still digging in the ruins, his hands were cut by sawdust.

Seeing this, Tang Qin's pretty face sank: "What do you mean, he won't be buried here!"

In a moment, Xiaoyou, Xiao Zhantian and the five immortals of Changqing also rushed here. Each of them had more or less bloody scars on their bodies, but at this moment, like Tang Qin, their eyes were focused on Xia Daotian.

"Grandpa Xia, what are you doing, where is the master?" Xiaoyou frowned.

Xia Daotian still didn't answer, as if he had lost his soul.

"..."

Tang Qin grabbed his arm, turned him around, and shouted angrily: "I asked you where Bai Chen is, why are you going crazy here, you have Alzheimer's disease!"

Xia Daotian, with tears in his old eyes, stared at Tang Qin, who was covered with scars, and finally burst into tears: "Woo woo woo, the boss suddenly disappeared!"

"What!!"

...

Bai Chen came to the yard, his eyes swept over the surrounding green vegetables, walked all the way, and finally came to the door, and kicked it open without any hesitation.

"Bang!"

The wooden door was kicked directly off the bolt and crashed into the house.

The phantom god sitting at a square wooden table saw that his door was actually demolished, and couldn't help but raise his cold eyes: "Boy, are you tired of living?"

At the same time, the little yellow weasel also grinned and glared at Bai Chen, with all the hair on his body standing up.

Looking at the man and the beast calmly, Bai Chen calmly came to them and sat down, resting his chin on his hand, staring at the gritting little yellow weasel, his pupils gradually turned into a strange dark red.

At this moment, the little yellow weasel was obviously startled, as if he had seen a ghost, and went directly behind the neck of the phantom god.

"Xiaohuan, what's wrong, are you afraid of a trash in the reincarnation realm?" The phantom god frowned.

However, the words that the little yellow weasel said next made the phantom god completely dumbfounded.

"You are stupid, he is crazy!"

! !

As soon as these words came out, it was like a shocking sword falling from the sky, piercing the heart of the phantom god.

The phantom god's face changed drastically, and he shuddered all over. He stood up from the chair and looked at Bai Chen with endless fear: "You, you, you are crazy?!"

Crazy, this is the name of the black dragon after it transformed into the god of destruction.

Ignoring the phantom's horrified look, Bai Chen casually took out the teapot, filled the cup himself, then took a sip: "Tsk, didn't I tell you that tea that is too strong will be bitter?"

Although this sentence has been passed down for 30,000 years, it is still deeply imprinted in the deepest part of the Phantom God's memory.

Hearing this, the Phantom God finally dared not neglect it anymore, and hurriedly took the teapot with trembling hands and ran out.

"Wait, I'll go and fill you a pot again!"

The Phantom God ran away, but the little phantom beast was still here. Facing Bai Chen's smiling eyes, the little phantom beast was like being nailed to a splint, feeling uncomfortable all over, but had to maintain an extremely unnatural smile.

...

A dignified beast tamer at the peak of power, a big figure in the beast master realm, a terrifying strong man who even the Purple Cloud Temple did not take seriously, actually kowtowed and served tea and water in front of Bai Chen like a little brother.

A dignified seventh-level peak demon beast, a kingly little phantom beast that looked down on the world's demons, was actually like a cat in front of Bai Chen, trembling, pretending to be stupid and smiling cutely.

It is conceivable how awe-inspiring the God of Destruction was back then!

...

Soon, Huanshen came back with the teapot in his hand and stood beside Bai Chen. He glanced at him fearfully, then bent down deeply and filled the cup in front of Bai Chen with new tea with trembling hands. Then he carefully returned to his seat and asked softly, "That... Mr. Kuang... can I sit here?"