"Goddess, these are my subordinates! If you have any instructions, let them do it!"

Midil said flatteringly.

The guardian goddess only raised her lips and smiled and said, "Those guys also want to deal with the gods of Han?"

Midil opened his eyes and felt helpless. How could he have thought that the guardian goddess of the United States would be so difficult to serve?

"Goddess, if these guys don't suit your wishes, I'll change them immediately!"

A cold sweat broke out on Midil's forehead, swallowed a mouthful of water, and said in panic.

"No need to be so troublesome!"

The guardian goddess waved her hand and then stood up.

The moment she looked at the four small leaders of the Inhuman Organization, the bodies of the four small leaders exploded and turned into a pile of powder.

When Midil witnessed the scene in front of him, the cold sweat on his forehead immediately dripped down like rain, and his face was as horrified as a piece of white paper.

The spiritual power and cultivation of these four small leaders of the Inhuman Organization are not weak, otherwise they would not have been in the management position of the Inhuman Organization. But the guardian goddess actually killed all four people in seconds with just one look! It was too terrifying not even a single corpse left!

Midil stammered his throat and swallowed twice in succession. His eyes were full of horror and looked at the guardian goddess, not daring to make a sound.

The guardian goddess's eyes were cold, and her eyes were turned to the side. The ostentatious glance at Midil standing beside her, and said in a cold voice: "I want you to gather people immediately to build a god for me!"

When Midil heard this, his eyes were slightly stunned and he closed his mouth, as if he had something to say, but due to the majesty of the guardian goddess in front of him, he swallowed it again when he reached his mouth, and then nodded in panic and said in response: "Goddess, I will do what you told me!"

"Don't bother me no matter what happens during this period of time when the gods are built!"

Midil's head twitched like pounding garlic, responding repeatedly and leaving in a hurry.

Although he found the guardian goddess of the United States, if he was not careful with the gods, he would have to worry about his life, which made Midil feel scared. However, for the future grand plan of the American Indigenous Organization, he had to put his head on his belt and do it with his teeth.

In the dark clouds, Zhuge Changliang stood in front of the stone platform with his hands behind his back for a long time. The luster in his eyes was deep, like two abysses, pitch black and bottomless, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Li Changsheng stood side by side with him, and the two of them remained silent.

Li Qiankun stood up from the dead tree trunk that was lying on the ground, yawned a long time, stretched his waist, glanced at Li Changsheng and Zhuge Changliang who were like two sculptures, and teased: "I have all been asleep! You two haven't seen any tricks yet? Haha, what kind of immortal cultivator seems to be far inferior to the sword-do peers!"

Sword Taoism and Immortal cultivation are two branches in this world system, coexisting and coexisting, without distinction between high and low, just like various professions, no noble or low, but they are forcibly given to the ranking of ranks of 30 and 60,000, which only adds a lot of disputes.

Li Changsheng is nearly a hundred years old and has been in his life. There are countless people who have experienced and witnessed. He and Li Qiankun are old acquaintances, so how could he not know the temperament of Li Qiankun?
Chapter completed!