The theory of the original god has always existed from ancient times to the present, but the people who can defeat the original god with a single blow have become very rare in the advancement of the years.

Wu Song's immortal realm era was like this, and this Wansheng Poison King was also the same thousands of years ago.

And the monks who can occupy a place on the side of the Demon Frog Emperor are all powerful at the seventh or eighth level of the Golden Immortal, and after the Wansheng Poison King makes a move, there will be no one who dares to go against the Wansheng Poison King.

"But this new leader still doesn't seem to understand the rules, young man, we always have to remind us well, and when we come up, we shout and shout to kill, as if we old-timers are bullying others..."

As soon as the Wansheng Poison King changed his words, he made the leaders around him feel hope.

Although he is high, after all, Wu Song's behavior has provoked the interests of all forces, and it will definitely not work in the long run.

Most of these forces have been living in the Xuansheng Pagoda for a long time, and they won't go out without a good reason.

"Master Yangming, this matter will be troublesome for you, just a new face, and it is estimated that the strength is not much different from that of the fire boy that day..."

The Wansheng Poison King waved his hand casually and arranged this matter, and the Tianhuo Venerable, who enjoyed a lot of prestige, was just a kid in his mouth.

But as the Wansheng Poison King, he said that he was a kid, and I am afraid that he also promoted the Heavenly Fire Venerable.

Master Yang Ming stepped forward, wearing an ochre yellow robe and cloud-stepping boots, which was very capable, and the pearl glass crown on his head showed his identity to the extreme.

He was very sincere and said to the Wansheng Poison King, but the Wansheng Poison King sat in his place, his eyelids were slightly closed, and he didn't even look at it.

Everyone looked at the attitude of this strong man stupidly, and no one dared to say anything, so they could only leave on their own and wait for the good news of Master Yangming.

After all, he is the leader of the forces everywhere, but in the end, he is just a person under the Wansheng Poison King...

At this time, Wu Song was already accustomed to life here, although it was hard, but fortunately, there was no shortage of resources around him.

Wu Song also learned about the distribution of many forces, and there were still many threats around him.

He now has dozens of monks in his hands, and the weakest ones are all the strength of the first level of the Golden Immortal.

In the Nanshan Domain outside, the Golden Immortal Realm, which is called powerful, is worthless in the Xuansheng Tower.

It's just that Wu Song hasn't gotten any news of the Great Sage Pill yet, and he is very anxious about it.

"Wu Song, our expenditure situation this month is a bit grim, the consumption of these people, the resources we get have been like this, and we can't last long!"

A few months have passed, and Long Zhongjun's injuries have healed a lot now, and he has begun to absorb the **** power in the Water Spirit Bead.

Now Long Zhongjun has become the finance minister next to Wu Song, and he has begun to integrate all resources and distribute them.

But Wu Song never took the initiative to snatch it, and the existing resources were taken over by many previous leaders who risked their lives to challenge and were killed by Wu Song.

It's just that there are too many monks around him, and a day of Hui Yuan Dan alone will consume nearly a thousand, which is very heavy.

It seems that Wu Song's subordinates are dressed very beautifully, but their foundation is still quite different from the real forces around them.

"This is also something that can't be helped, after I get the Great Saint Pill, I will leave the sixth layer and move towards the top, I can't take care of these people for a lifetime!"

Wu Song didn't want to take the initiative to snatch it, and now those monk leaders who knew Wu Song's strength didn't come to provoke like they did at the beginning.

Besides, Wu Song has no intention of staying here for a long time, and these subordinates who follow him will still have to find a new backer sooner or later.

"You have decided that my life was saved by you, and I will go wherever you go!"

Now Long Zhongjun will not have any careful thoughts because of the recovery of his strength, he remembers Wu Song's goodness, and naturally becomes Wu Song's follower.

Wu Song smiled indifferently, in the past, he didn't dare to have followers of the seventh layer of the Golden Immortal like himself, and his strength was the same as or even better than Qu Lingtao!

However, Wu Song has explained to Long Zhongjun many times before, even if he doesn't leave with him, Wu Song will not have any ideas, and even the forces that are developing now, Wu Song will also hand them over to Long Zhongjun.

But Long Zhongjun has made up his mind, and he doesn't care about these things, he just wants to be a follower by Wu Song's side.

"My lord, someone is here for us!"

Just as Wu Song was talking to Long Zhongjun, he heard a quick report from his subordinates outside, looking very nervous.

Before, Wu Song's subordinates were very calm about outsiders, because they all knew Wu Song's ability.

But now there are several local masters who have come over, and their strength can be ranked in the top few, and their strength is even the seventh layer of the Golden Immortal.

Master Yang Ming's mastery of the heavens pointed out that the gods were transformed, and he was a great achievement of the golden bones, and he also wanted to go to the Xuansheng Pagoda to find the key to the improvement of his physical strength after obtaining the Great Sage Pill.

Wu Song had done so many things before, but he didn't let this Yangming master pay attention, and what happened now made Wu Song a little confused.

Before Wu Song and Long Zhongjun could come out of the cave, they saw that Master Yangming, who was dressed extremely dignified, had already arrived here.

Master Yang Ming looked at the cave where Wu Song lived, his eyes were a little disdainful, he blocked his nose with his fingers, and entered with disgust and caution.

But before Wu Song could speak, Master Yangming sat in Wu Song's position, and the momentum of dominating the guests was very obvious.

"You all go down, I'll talk to this Wu Song!"

Master Yang Ming waved his hand, pointed at Long Zhongjun and the others and said very casually.

This kind of momentum has always been cultivated by commanding the spirit, and in his own Difan, Master Yangming wants to say the same.

"If there are no secrets between us, these people don't have to leave, they are all friends, there is no need to be so careful!"

Wu Song looked at Master Yang Ming very naturally, feeling the strong immortal yuan that was about to erupt in his body.

This is not Master Yangming's pretense to show Wu Song, because the strength of the people is strong, and it is normal to be able to show the eruption of a volcano.

"Wu Song, you are really a freak, since you are the leader now, you should know that the dignity and inferiority are orderly, the subordinates will always be the subordinates, and the status of our leaders can only be high!"

Master Yangming did not directly have any conflict with Wu Song, and even if he said these words, they were all from Wu Song's point of view.

On Master Yangming's side, all capable subordinates must behave like a dog in front of him.

Master Yang Ming is definitely high in his own territory, and the rest of the leaders are all the same.

They are not as easy-going as Wu Song, and it is Wu Song's easy-going that destroys the absolute order here.

"Wu Song, your strength is so weak, the Poison King thinks that your strength is the same as that of Tianhuo, but now he looks at you and lifts you up!"

At first, Master Yang Ming thought that Wu Song's strength was superb, so he could speak calmly with him, but when he carefully felt Wu Song's strength, Master Yang Ming was very disdainful.

In the low realm of Jin Xian's strength, it was originally despised by the leaders here, especially the leaders whose strength was at the forefront like Master Yangming.

If he were to pit him against the Heavenly Fire Venerable, Master Yang Ming would be able to guarantee that he would be wiped out in ten breaths!

"In that case, I won't say anything more to you, now that you reorganize the level on your side, those subordinates should have the appearance of subordinates!"

Feeling Wu Song's true strength, Master Yang Ming didn't say more, stood up, and looked at Wu Song with the eyes of a superior person.

"This is my place, Your Excellency came here to point fingers, is there a mistake?"

When Master Yangming passed by Wu Song's side, Wu Song's very calm voice reached Master Yangming's ears.

He didn't say a word before, just listened to Master Yangming talk and sing to himself, but Wu Song's heart was already starting to get irritable.

And just now, Master Yangming looked down on Wu Song a little because of the embodiment of the realm, and he commanded him, which made Wu Song very uncomfortable.

On your own turf, how can there be any reason to let others call the shots?

Moreover, Wu Song's tone was very light, and he didn't care about Master Yangming's meaning at all, which made a trace of haze instantly rise on the latter's face.

You must know that Master Yang Ming would never speak like this, only because Wu Song was now a leader who was about to approach their strength.

Wu Song didn't give him any face, and Master Yangming didn't want to talk nonsense with Wu Song.

"When you go to pay homage to the Poison King, explain these things to the Poison King in person!"

Master Yang Ming put down the last sentence and was about to leave, because after the strength was strong, these leaders were going to go to the Wansheng Poison King to respectfully worship.

No matter what kind of resources you have, as long as you have to bring some when you visit the Wansheng Poison King, this is a heart.

"What is the relationship between the Wansheng Poison King and me, let me go to the shrine? I don't have time, if there is anything, just let him come to me!"

Wu Song also sneered, when he was a disciple in the Agni Fire Gate, the sect master Qi Lian would not let the disciples under him pay homage.

And Wu Song hasn't had any intersection with this Wansheng Poison King, so he sent someone over there to pay homage to him!

Wu Song is not a tough and domineering person, but if he wants to be regarded as a soft persimmon, it depends on how this person's teeth are!

"Wansheng Poison King, when you hear this name, you are not a good person, let me go to worship, he doesn't have this face!"

Wu Song's last sentence made the atmosphere of the scene tense, Master Yang Ming was a person under the throne of Wansheng Poison, so he was naturally very angry with Wu Song's tone!

"Wu Song, the Poison King asked me to come here to give you face, is it possible that you don't want this face yourself, do you have to let me arrest you in front of the Poison King?"

Master Yang Ming was furious, he turned to look at Wu Song, and the ochre yellow robe on his body also flashed with a strong light.

"Do you think you have the strength to arrest me? Now while my mood is still bad to the extreme, don't let me send you away by myself!"

Wu Song shook his hand impatiently, he was very disgusted with the Yang Ming master in front of him, and now he didn't make a move, he was completely taking care of the people on the side.

"Wu Song, let's not be so passive, that Wansheng Poison King is not an idle person!"

Long Zhongjun has learned a lot of things with his subordinates recently, and he also has some understanding of this Wansheng Poison King.

Although Wu Song is strong, he doesn't seem to be enough to see in front of this Wansheng Poison King.