This big meal took more than two hours to eat, and the demon king who was more than thirty meters tall ate so much that there was no bone residue left.

The body of the eighth general swelled dramatically, and it actually reached more than ten meters, more than two meters taller than the black yao mecha - B6, and the armor on his body actually grew up, and the swarthy metal armor flickered with a palpitating cold light in the gray hell space.

A group of White Turban soldiers also advanced one after another, among them, at least more than 20 people were promoted to the level of the Ghost King, and the rest of them also reached the level when the Eighth General and Wang Du met.

The surrounding humans and demons held their breath one by one, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out. Of course, the humans and demons here are already another form of life, and they no longer need air and breathing, but are just a habitual action of human beings.

Seeing that the White Turban Army was promoted one by one and became boundless and strong, Wang Du secretly rejoiced.

According to the current strength, although it is not enough to sweep the geographical space, it is impossible for anyone to bully them, even if it is a master of the level of a giant, the eight generals have the power to fight.

There is no doubt that this hellish space is to see whose fist is bigger, and now, the fist of the White Turban Army is big enough, and there is no need to worry about survival.

"How's it going, brothers! Is there meat to eat after following me? Wang Fool put away the mecha and stood on a boulder, full of spirit.

"The god of darkness is invincible!"

"The god of darkness is invincible!"

"Dark God, immortal!"

"Dark God, immortal!"

……

The White Turban Army looked at Wang Fool with fanatical eyes, and shouted in unison, and the sound swept through the entire ghost town, while the surrounding humans and demons were frightened and trembling by their momentum.

"Everyone, this is the eighth general, and in the future, he will be the ghost king of the White Turban Military City...... Hey, no, it's the lord of the city! ”

Wang Fool beckoned to the Eighth General, and the Eighth General immediately walked to Wang Fool's side, thought about it, felt that it was inappropriate, and then sat on the ground with his ass, but even if he sat down, he was still more than ten meters taller than Wang Fool.

"From today onwards, the White Turban Military City will operate according to the previous model...... By the way, how do you get taxed? Wang Fool beckoned to a strong, honest-looking human, and intuitively told him that this guy should be a craftsman or something.

"Report to the God of Darkness, we used to hand in our souls, according to ......" The honest human walked up to Wang Du with trepidation.

"Okay, I see. In the future, it will run according to the previous model, however, all the souls handed in will be halved! By the way, all the humans and demons involved in the construction of the ghost town will be reduced by half on the original basis! Wang Stupid waved his hand.

"Thank you, Dark God!"

"Thank you, Dark God."

"Thank you, Dark God!"

……

The ghost town resounded with earth-shattering cheers.

As soon as the Eighth General gave the order, the humans and demons threw themselves into the vigorous construction.

For humans in a ghost town, building a city seems to be easy, because the people here have everything, but the only thing that is lacking is strength.

What is the most valuable thing in a ghost town?

Undoubtedly, the soul!

The human soul is the foundation that makes human beings stronger, and now, the boss of the ghost king city lord said that he would reduce the tax by half, and the people who participated in the construction would reduce the tax by half on the original basis, which was simply a pie falling from the sky, and after the motivation, everyone rushed to build the city wall, and no one was lazy.

The idea is simple: the sooner a ghost town is built, the sooner they will benefit.

Of course, there are also humans who are worried that the ghost king will rebel after not receiving the soul in the future, after all, the humans here have no credibility at all. However, now people can't care so much, thinking that even if Wang is stupid, they can benefit for a while.

People don't know that Wang Du didn't expect the ghost city to collect a soul tax to become stronger, because it was too slow and too slow.

Wang Fool had already planned, and after the ghost city was built and the White Turban Army was summoned, he would start to sweep the surrounding ghost towns, thinking about it, eating a ghost king is equivalent to thousands of people's souls, and immediately promoted, wouldn't it be much more refreshing than collecting some weak souls to advance.

If you can kill a giant, you will be a real fortune.

In fact, the eight generals and the White Turban Army, who had tasted the sweetness, were all pondering this problem, and one by one they were gathering together, muttering and discussing their next plans.

"General Eight, just gather your brothers, I still have something to do, and I have to leave for the time being."

"Sir is leaving?" When General Eight was in another space, he was already accustomed to seeing the head and not the tail of Wang Fool's Divine Dragon, but he didn't expect Wang Fool to leave so soon.

"I also came to see it on a whim this time, but I didn't expect to reunite with my brothers, hey, I am sorry for the brothers and let the brothers suffer."

"Sir, you're serious."

The eighth general was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down on one knee, and a group of white turban soldiers also knelt down one after another. This scene seems extremely funny, you know, now the worst White Turban Army is more than two meters tall, and the eighth general is more than ten meters tall, such a group of giants, actually kneeling in front of a weak human being, funny, there is an inexplicable shock.

"Brothers, if there is a way, I will take my brothers out of here, if there is really no way, I will build this hell into a paradise, so that my brothers can enjoy happiness here!"

"Dark God, immortal!"

"Dark God, immortal!"

"Dark God, immortal!"

……

As the White Turban Army shouted in unison, the surging power of faith rushed into Wang Du's limbs and bones like a tide, and it was extremely pure. Wang Du couldn't imagine that he could still harvest the power of faith in this hell space, and he was immediately overjoyed.

Before leaving, Wang Du took a turn in the ghost town that had been destroyed by the giants into ruins, and the enthusiasm of the humans and demons was in full swing, so he was also relieved.

After finding a secluded place, and after saying goodbye to the group of the Eighth General, he used the Six Reincarnation Diagram as coordinates to travel back to Ouyang Meimei's room.

A glimmer of sunlight shone in from outside the open curtains.

The inside of the room looked very tidy.

Wrong!

Wang Duqing clearly remembered that when he left, it was not yet dawn, and the curtains were closed, and the bed was also messy because he had sat on it.

It won't be hundreds of years from now!

Wang Fool hurriedly took a closer look and found some of Ouyang Meimei's daily necessities, and then put down his hanging heart.

The door of the room was hidden, Wang Du opened the door, and the living room was quiet.

What about Ouyang Meimei and Xiao Hei?

What about Ouyang Qingqing?

Wang Du hurriedly summoned the mobile phone into the space ring, and when he saw it, the expression on his face suddenly petrified, because it was almost eleven o'clock.

"Oops!"

Looking at the time, Wang Du suddenly became anxious, but he did not forget that he accepted the professor's challenge.

Although Wang Stupid didn't take the challenge to heart, if he didn't go, then it would mean that he lost, of course, it didn't matter if Wang Stupid lost, he was now a cultivator in the Yuan Infant Stage, and he didn't take the challenge with an ordinary person to heart, the problem is, he once said that once he lost, then the professor would have to pursue Ouyang Qingqing.

In fact, Wang Du still intends to match Ouyang Qingqing and the old-fashioned professor to fall in love, the problem is that if the match is matched, if it is not a competition, Ouyang Qingqing will definitely think that he did it on purpose.

"Qingqing......" Wang Stupid dialed Ouyang Qingqing's phone, but Ouyang Qingqing just didn't answer, and after finally answering, he hung up directly.

Obviously, Ouyang Qingqing was angry.

"Qingqing, please, you answer the phone, I'm still at your house!" Wang Du had no choice but to send a message to Ouyang Qingqing.

"Dut, toot......, toot, toot," Ouyang Qingqing immediately called.

"Qingqing...... My good Qingqing, my good Qingqing, you can be regarded as calling......" Wang Du hurriedly answered the phone.

"You're still in my house?" Ouyang Qingqing interrupted Wang Stupid's words.

"yes, yes."

"Okay, you say, what kind of clothes are drying on my balcony?"

"Ah...... You wait, wait...... Be...... Ahem...... It's a pair of red shorts with a lot of holes, and a pair of blue jeans......"

"Ah...... Are you really in my house? Ouyang Qingqing asked in surprise.

"Why am I lying to you, I'm a cultivator, I have traveled to another dimension, and when I come back, there will be no one at home." Wang Stupid explained with a sad face.

"We're all already at the base, and now, they're all laughing at you." Ouyang Qingqing's voice was very angry, obviously, she couldn't accept that Wang Du was ridiculed.

“…… Qingqing, you tell them, I'll take a taxi right away! Feeling that Ouyang Qingqing seemed to have been greatly wronged, Wang Du suddenly became angry.

"Now?"

"Yes, right away!"

Wang Fool rushed to the door like a tornado, opened the door and closed the door, in one go, the sound of the door had not fallen, Wang Fool had already run to the first floor, rushed to the door, the uncle who guarded the door only felt that his eyes were flowering, and a young man stood on the side of the road waiting for a taxi.

"Okay, I'll let them wait for you, wait a minute, you must beat him up for me!" Ouyang Qingqing said hatefully.

"Uh-huh."

"By the way, Wang Stupid, do you really have a mecha?"

"Yes, yes!"

"The question is, how did you drag it over?"

"Don't worry, I have a way."

"Uh-huh, hurry up, I'll talk to them."

"Okay."

"Meimei, you little goblin, answer the phone quickly...... Pick it up, ......" After Wang Du hung up Ouyang Qingqing's phone, he dialed Ouyang Meimei's phone while stopping the taxi.

"Stupid brother, what are you doing? I'm in class! Ouyang Qingqing's voice was very small.

"Where's Blackie?" Wang asked anxiously.

"After dawn, it went on its own."

"Gone by yourself?" Wang was stunned.

"yes, it drank tea with me all night, and suddenly disappeared at dawn in the morning."

"Ah...... Oooh...... I see, you study hard. ”

Wang Fool hung up the phone without waiting for Ouyang Meimei to speak, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

Why did Blackie leave?

Could I have come back without it?

Thinking of this, all of a sudden, Wang Fool had a feeling of sudden enlightenment. When I went to the regional space this time, I didn't use Xiao Hei as the cosmic coordinates, but used the six reincarnation diagrams as the cosmic coordinates.

"Great!"

After figuring it out, Wang Du couldn't contain his excitement and shouted.

If you can go to the hell space without Xiao Hei, then it means that if you go to the regional space in the future, you can take Xiao Hei to swagger through the market, and you will have a powerful helper.

Thinking that he was riding Xiao Hei to show off his might in the hell space, Wang Du couldn't help but be happy, and waved the taxi mechanically with a pair of hands, like a beckoning cat, and passers-by looked sideways. [Add a new chapter.] At present, readers Starlight Brother and Yiye Zhiqiu have each rewarded 10,000 vertical and horizontal coins, owing six chapters. 】