The original Three-Phase Pavilion is now the Three Kings Gang.

"It's going to change."

The three of the old kings sat in the courtyard,

really sat in the position of the former three-phase pavilion, and the old king realized how difficult it was to maintain a force.

These are outsiders thrown out by Penglai to deal with dirty work, and they are destined to not be able to return to Penglai in this life. In order to compensate them, Penglai can be regarded as sincere, otherwise how can they fill this vacancy in the Sanxiang Pavilion?

"Celestial ....."

At the mention of this force they had just heard about, the three of them felt suppressed panic.

"Why haven't I heard of it before?"

Yu Feishu was also stunned.

"The forces that even Penglai is afraid of are not what we could have access to before. I always thought that Penglai was the top force in the world! ”

With every step you take forward, you can see something higher.

This feeling is especially profound in Feishu.

This world is like a pyramid, climbing desperately.

"Those mud legs who are digging in the field, they haven't heard of demon skills, and they think that gangs are the mainstream of the world."

"What's the difference between us, in the eyes of those really big guys, we're also mud legs."

The old king was smoking a dry cigarette with an indifferent look.

"If you are weak, you have to obey the rules set by others, and this is the truth of this world."

No one would have thought that these three new 'Three Kings' of White Deer City were thinking about their future way out in the courtyard at the moment.

The three of them discussed for a while, and they didn't know how to choose.

In fact, they don't have much room to choose from, all the rules of White Deer City are formulated by Penglai, and their Three Kings Gang is also supported by Penglai. When it really came to a critical juncture, they had to act according to Penglai's will. This is what they are most worried about, this time Penglai is facing the enemy of the Heavenly Realm.

A force that needs the alliance of the three immortal islands to barely fight against, how can they be able to contend with it.

"What has that kid been doing Wu Chong lately, he really plans to hide in the cave outside for the rest of his life?"

Without discussing these bad questions, Yu Feishu remembered Wu Chong.

This young man who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger made a deep impression on him, and the most important thing was that he had not figured out Wu Chong's true strength until now. I just feel that this young man's caution is a little too much, and he doesn't have the momentum of a young man at all.

"This kid doesn't have the momentum of a young man at all, and he's more cautious than an old man like me."

The old king also smiled.

"That's fine, at least you don't have to face the pressure of the Taiping Sect like us."

Two days ago, the Taiping Sect won another great victory, and the Donghua Domain next to Qingzhou was also conquered. Now that the Taiping Sect has swept across the three continents, all the gang forces in the melee have felt the crisis, and in this state of mind, many large gangs have joined the alliance formed by the three immortal islands, and these gangs are all earth emperors who occupy one city or even several cities. As vested interests, they are the most reluctant to change the status quo.

"Taiping Sect, it's really incomprehensible."

"Nineteen regions in Kyushu, a total of twenty-eight states. The Taiping Sect has already occupied two states and one domain, which is the foundation of the three major immortal islands, especially Yingzhou, the two states lost are all snatched from his mouth, according to their habits, they will definitely not give up. ”

"This time, you should be able to see the depth of the 'Heavenly Realm'."

The three of them talked and talked about the situation.

It's a matter of life and death for each of them.

"By the way, you guys have been careful when you go out lately, I have recently heard some rumors that there are some 'cannibal' human skins in our White Deer City." Sister Sun suddenly remembered what one of her subordinates had reported to her before she came over in the morning.

The reason why I was impressed was because the subordinate who reported the situation was still very panicked when she said it for the first time, but when she came back from dealing with some trivial matters, she didn't know anything when she asked for the second time.

Out of caution, Sister Sun also tested the subordinate, and after confirming that it was me, she didn't pay attention to it, and now she just reminded her casually.

"Cannibalism?"

Yu Feishu smiled.

"Ordinary people's rumors are just nonsense. Besides, in this world, what is more weird than us immortals? ”

"There is no wind and no waves, the current situation is so chaotic, there is nothing wrong with being careful."

Sister Sun just mentioned it casually.

No one noticed the shadow.

Occasionally, there are legends, but they are all regarded as the delusions of fools.

Because the biggest source of weird pollution in this world is their immortal elders. Accustomed to this mentality, naturally I won't care about those ethereal rumors, and occasionally I hear them, but I subconsciously ignore them.

Nameless hills, caves.

Looking at the game panel that changed after flickering, a certain guess in Wu Chong's mind was finally confirmed.

"You can really bypass the level limit."

Skin Hex (Level 31)

I don't know if level 30 is a level, when breaking through this boundary, Wu Chong clearly felt the change. The human skins he made are even more weird! In addition to the ability to possess himself, his strength has officially surpassed that of his master.

The human skin of level 31 has officially surpassed Jiang Xiao, the person in charge of the Penglai Xianmen Ceremony who was killed by them.

If the human skin made before was a subordinate and substitute made by relying on his strength, then the things made by the painting skin demon art after level 30 began to officially break away from his limitations, and this thing can no longer be regarded as something that can be found in the martial arts world.

The world he is in now is, in the final analysis, the world of martial arts.

Even if it is a demon skill, it is only an upgrade of martial arts after the mutation of martial arts, although the power is slightly exaggerated, but the core is still martial arts.

It's like hardware, the original martial arts world has been upgraded by external forces, but the core hardware is still martial arts. But what Wu Chong is out of his hand now, there is something that doesn't match the painting style.

He is clearly forcibly dragging the world's painting style in the direction of Liaozhai with his own strength.

It's already a fairy art.

"With this confidence, you should be qualified to improve your level."

Wu Chong's mind came to mind the big rooster of the night demon who had been beaten by him once.

It was the only monster he had encountered since he came to this world. According to the logic of the game, the monsters with bright blood bars can be used to upgrade after they are killed.

"Soon, when the experience is full, we will go to the siege and kill a wave."

Glancing at the already 78% experience bar, Wu Chong suppressed this restlessness.

During the time he was hiding in the cave, although he had been consuming experience points to upgrade his life skills, his experience points were still steadily improving.

Wu Chong speculated that the mechanism for obtaining experience points should be the same as other games, affected by the level base, and the most direct is his skill level. In the past, the acquisition of low levels was naturally slow, but now the 'Skin Painting Technique' has raised the skill level, and the base number of acquisitions is also large.

At this rate of growth, he will be able to accumulate experience points in half a month at the slatest.

"Fortunately, the upgrade system was done by outsourcing at the beginning......"

Wu Chong read silently.

What's worse than being pitted? The answer is to be pitted by yourself.