I don’t care about Lao Deng’s face at all.

Give him face and call him old man. Don't give him face, he can't even compare to the old man in America who has diarrhea.

Soon, Jueming was pressed to the ground by the mountain formed by divine power.

Deng Ru walked up to him, snatched the red wedding dress from his hand, and brushed off the dust.

This action also made Jueming's eyes light up. In his opinion, accepting the red wedding dress was a sign that Deng Ru had given in.

"Hahaha, Supreme God, I advise you, even if you are already at the city level, do not try to become an enemy of our great Lord God. His power is far beyond your imagination! That's right, take up this wedding dress, bow to the Lord God, and offer your wife as an offering. That's right!"

Even though Cassia was pressed to the ground, he still screamed enthusiastically.

"Has your god ever told you that every word of your flattery is like a fly buzzing around your ear, very annoying?"

Deng Ru frowned, waved his hand, and a ray of divine fire touched Jueming's face.

In less than a second, the blazing flames and the wailing of Cassia illuminated the entire wilderness.

"The clothes are indeed good clothes. I accept them. If the old god wants someone to test me, you can come. If the old god wants to test me in person, I will also accompany you."

Deng Ru patted his red wedding dress and glanced towards the city center. He knew that an old man was staring at him intently.

This is not difficult for the city level. As long as Deng Ru wants to, he can see the old man's location at a glance.

It's not surprising that the old man can find his own address.

After all, if it was in the past, it would still be possible to see the people and things in this house, but the ants were just disguised.

But after he was promoted to provincial level, the whole house seemed to be non-existent to the old man.

The old man naturally knew that it was Deng Ru who was here.

........

In the Eternal Heavenly Palace.

The god from H city instantly withdrew his gaze.

The divine fire that Deng Ru had just displayed was so pure that it gave him the feeling that he was not inferior to him at all.

"Strange! Just a few days ago, he was just a minor deity with 60 million followers, but today he gives me the feeling that he is no less powerful than those gods who are only a step away from the creation of the world and a provincial level."

The divine thoughts of the gods of H City echoed in the temple.

Originally, he couldn't find Deng Ru. After all, they were both at the municipal level. As long as Deng Ru covered up better, he really wouldn't be able to find him.

But for some reason, Deng Ru seemed to have gone crazy and suddenly deepened the degree of concealment of his divine power.

What's the difference between this and wearing a tight sugar baby nightgown in broad daylight?

He immediately knew that was Deng Ru's residence, and then there was the scene where Jueming came to the door.

However, he did not expect Jueming to be burned to death.

I didn't expect Deng Ru to be so tough and dare to kill his followers.

"Hmph, there are still three days left. Whether you are pretending to be a god or playing tricks, I will know it at a glance."

The old man's divine thoughts were echoing, expressing his disdain.