"Boy, why don't you go quickly?"

The desolate witch in his busy schedule drank loudly, making Wang Sheng a spirit.

He looked left and right, there were cracks everywhere, go, where could he go?

If it weren't for luck, the first wave of battle would have crushed him.

Then he didn't move, the space around him was shattered, and two beings at least the level of immortals fought, and the ground and space were trembling.

Later, he couldn't contain his might, and saw the desolate witch's heel poking lightly on the ground.

"Boom," there was a loud bang, houses collapsing, trees snapping, and waves of air enveloping everyone like a sandstorm.

Wang Sheng coughed dryly, and a stone flew just in time, blocking the waves of air for him.

Heaven is pitiful, at least here is the existence of the Tribulation Mahayana, and his Jin Dan, which has just become a golden pill, can be said to be more fragile than paper.

If not lucky......

Wait, luck?

His eyes lit up, and he found something in a trance.

Hurriedly staring at the golden wheel of merit behind his head, it was shining at this time, obviously God was helping him.

For example, merit is the affinity between the Heavenly Dao and sentient beings, and the higher the merit, the higher the affinity.

The current Wang Sheng is like the godson of Tiandao, and the fight with the protection of his parents really can't hurt him.

In order to confirm the conjecture in his heart, Wang Sheng carefully stretched out his claws towards the spatial crack in front of him.

"Smack!" A pebble flew in, not too strong or too strong, just enough to knock his claws back.

Wang Sheng was a little embarrassed, it seemed that he was still doing it in the end, not pro, otherwise the spatial crack took the initiative to avoid.

It should be that the merit is not enough, and when he invents some things and creates some things in the future, it is estimated that he will be able to promote his own son.

After all, that person was just a slap in the face, and after a long battle, he finally showed his decline, and was broken in one fell swoop by the desolate witch who found an opportunity.

"Smack!" Shattered into a blood mist, before dying, the Taoist turned his head and stared at Wang Sheng tightly, word by word:

"Boy, you are not qualified to be in charge of merit, and when my body comes, I will definitely set foot in your tribe."

Wang Sheng shrugged, this scared him?

Where is this, is the Wu Clan, the existence of the Twelve Ancestors and Witches uniting to fight the saints, how can they be afraid of such a small role?

I don't know which mountain he ran out of, but fortunately he didn't meet the big guys of the Wu clan, otherwise he would have been crushed to death with one finger.

The battle subsided, and the surrounding spatial rift was quickly smoothed out.

This is the rule of the world, and the intensity is extremely terrifying.

I saw a naked witch with animal skin around his waist standing on the ground, and suddenly shouted:

"Witch !!"

At this time, the various witch clans who had already avoided ran back and shouted cheering around him, and their mouths shouted at the same time: "Wu! Witch! Witch! ”

Wang Sheng looked at it, and in order to be gregarious, he couldn't help but shout: "Woo woo~"

The people around them felt that something was wrong, and they couldn't hear anything wrong, so they just shouted.

The desolate witch smiled at the clansmen, and then nodded at Wang Sheng, and praised in a loud voice: "Good son! ”

For the compliment, Wang Sheng touched his head and looked happy.

Afterwards, the witch left and returned to sleep on the top of the mountain. The rest of the witches began to organize the reconstruction.

For the Wu Clan, this kind of battle is too accustomed to it, and they can encounter it once in a while, as a fighting race, standing up to the sky, they can't be scared at all.

Looking around, the houses built by the witches collapsed all over the ground, and the things made of a few pieces of wood were destroyed under the heel of the witch.

Aunt Li sighed, picked up the trees around her house, and tried several times, but she couldn't stand up.

The Wu clan is heavy on the flesh, and everything is solved by brute force, how can there be that idea to study how to build a house?

In the end, Aunt Li was angry, picked up those trees and hit them on the ground, and was only satisfied when she sank into the soil.

However, the tree collapsed after less than two seconds, as there was no center point of support on it.

"Ahh

Aunt Li roared, and in a rage, she smashed the trees to pieces.

Doesn't this embarrass her?

The ground shook, and the treehouses that Wu had built with great difficulty next to him collapsed again.

"It's not going to be built!" Youwu shook the thing: "Sleep on the ground today, and talk about it tomorrow." ”

These are all rough men, female men, Wang Sheng can't afford to provoke them, so he hurriedly went back to the house to count the harvest.

This time, the merits of the heavenly fall have not been counted in detail, but we know that there are many, many of them.

Thanks to Wang Sheng's construction technology, the wooden house at this time showed no signs of collapse.

"Oh, look, how is there a room that hasn't fallen?"

Suddenly, a witch spoke up and pointed to the house that Wang Sheng had built.

"Don't you say I haven't found out yet, this house is so beautiful!" Another witch exclaimed:

"Our house collapsed, but I didn't expect this wooden house to collapse at all."

"Who built it?" Youwu is tickling: "I also want a house like this, I wonder if anyone will recommend it?" ”

Wang Sheng's house was unanimously curious and covetous by everyone at this time.

"I know who built it!"

At this time, Aunt Li raised her hand: "I watched with my own eyes the house that Mu Hefan picked up and built after a day of tinkering." ”

"Pick up the kid, Qing?"

Wang Sheng has been here for a year, and the nearby witches also know him, which is very incredible at this time.

"What you say is true? Aunt Li, don't lie to me, that kid can't even hold a bigger stone, how could he build it? ”

Youwu didn't believe it and felt that Aunt Li was entertaining them.

The strength of the Wu clan is respected, and the most powerful is often the most capable, and now everyone in the neighborhood knows that one of the weakest witches actually built a house that everyone has never seen, and it is ten thousand who don't believe it.

"What are you lying to, I've seen it with my own eyes."

Aunt Li pouted: "Maybe it was taught by Mu, after all, he is the wisest old witch we have here." ”

In this way, everyone accepted it, and if it was Mu's teaching, it would be reasonable.

In the Wu clan, in addition to worshipping the strong, they also worship the elderly.

One is wisdom and the other is a symbol of strength.

"Hey, you said it was Wood's teachings soon?" At this time, the pair of companions with a huge difference in height and size walked over and rushed to Wang Sheng's house:

"I'm going to build a house like this, and it's going to cost a lot of money."

As they got closer, the Witches discovered the preciousness of the house.

There is not the slightest gap, and everyone can't see inside.

There is also a place for entry and exit, consisting of several large wooden sticks.

Unlike their houses, where the air leaks, the leaves, the crevices, and the entry and exit are all carried out through the cracks in the wood.

At this time, Wang Sheng was counting his merits in the house.

He didn't care about the noise outside, both eyes were the merit of the Xuanhuang, and he couldn't move it.

"It's been made, it's been ......" He was excited, he didn't expect to build a house and gain so much merit.

(End of chapter)