The obscene old man left, and the consequences really persuaded the two to go. The tripartite princes, who had lost their backers, were quickly defeated, and the chieftains surrendered to Linhai County one after another. The integration of multiple forces made the power of Linhai County, which was originally ranked in the middle and lower reaches of the princes, expand rapidly, but in just half a year, it annexed all the areas south of the Xijiang River, becoming the third largest force in addition to the orthodoxy and Quhou of Xiguo.

Wu Chong does not care about these external conflicts.

During this half year, he entered the spirit world whenever he had time.

With the expansion of Lu Chuan's power, the story of the Black Dangshan God has become more and more extensive, and the story has been compiled into countless versions and spread.

From the beginning, there was only one name, and it was refined to the heels and feet of the Black Dangshan God, the teacher, and so on.

The stories added by these people in the back are much more exciting than the two knives that Wu Chong put together.

With these stories as a foundation, Wu Chong's 'god' in the spiritual world became more and more complete. This corresponding growth allows Wu Chong's body in the spirit world to carry more power.

Spiritual realm.

Wu Chong had already left the stone platform of the little girl with the lantern.

After really entering the spirit realm, Wu Chong realized how dangerous this place was. This is a place where absurdity and distortion coexist, and many of the normal logic of cognition does not work here.

A cat doesn't necessarily eat mice, it can fly and it can be a pig.

However, these are nothing to Wu Chong, and the real horror is those wandering gods.

Without preparation, the spirit creatures that face the gods are basically dead. Even he has been inadvertently killed no less than ten times.

The accumulation of dozens of deaths finally allowed him to figure out the pattern and gain a foothold a little.

Now he lives in a tree hollow.

This tree hole belongs to a bear, and after the bear is 'eaten' by him, this tree hole becomes his.

"It's been about a hundred years."

Wu Chong estimated his current spiritual power.

He clenched his fist, and his arm swelled to the size of a compass. When the hand was released, the strength returned to the body and the arm returned to normal.

In the spiritual world, time is power, and the strength of the gods is precipitated by time. Wu Chong planted a 'god' for himself in Xiguo, and with the initial seed, he has grown up thoroughly. After the divine body was perfected, Xiguo's influence on him was not so great. But it's a bit useful to keep it after all, and how much can you improve.

Dongdong!

"Big boss, big boss......"

The obscene old man ran in from outside with a flattering face.

This obscene old man, after helping Wu Chong drive away two high-level beings, completely took refuge in him. Especially after entering the spiritual realm and seeing Wu Chong hanging the little girl with a lantern and those rabbits, this old guy was completely dead and couldn't get rid of it.

However, this old guy still has some ability, ordinary martial artists are afraid of the very 'three calamities of the spirit world', and he really has a way to dodge.

It was precisely because of his ability that Wu Chong accepted him.

This place in the spirit world is too desolate, and it's good to have a subordinate to deal with trivial matters.

"It's windy over there, a spiraling storm of blades, and I see a wandering centipede in the wind."

The obscene old man rubbed his hands together and looked like he was begging for shelter.

This old guy looks like a monkey in the spirit world. The starting point is much higher than Wu Chong's toad essence.

"Centipedes?"

Wu Chong knew that someone was coming again.

In this spiritual world, there is no order, only strength and weakness!

When the strong who occupy this place needs order, it is orderly, and if the strong do not need it, then the place is chaotic.

The area around the tree hole was chaotic before Wu rushed over.

After he came, he set the rules, and then there was order.

"I'll take a look."

"Be careful, the other party is definitely not a good stubble." The obscene old man hesitated, wanting Wu Chong to be more stable, and it was best to hide in the tree hole and admit it.

Wu Chong didn't plan to hide.

In a place like the spirit world, you can't survive by hiding, and the best way is to show your muscles and tell the other party that there are already people here.

However, judging from the strength of the big centipede, most of them are not easy to dismiss. I can't figure it out to be more powerful than him, an immortal cultivator in the early stage of the transformation of gods.

The immortal cultivator profession is strong.

But I can't stand others from opening the service early!

That big centipede, God knows how long it has been in the spirit world.

After walking out of the tree hole, Wu Chong found that the weather outside had really changed. The air was filled with a large amount of free energy, and the slightest fishy wind blew on the face, and it was a little stinging. If those 'higher beings' who have just entered the spiritual realm blow this wind, nine times out of ten they will end up scattered.

As far as the eye can see, not far ahead, there is indeed a tornado flying sideways.

In the wind, a huge black-backed centipede loomed.

At the same time that Wu Chong saw the centipede essence, the other party also discovered his existence. Don't look at him as a toad essence, the strongest aura in this area is him, and the centipede spirit naturally sees him at a glance.

"Sacrifice the aura, or die!"

The centipede spirit was indeed a high-level life that came up from below, and after flying over, the tornado began to circle around the tree hole in the sky.

Plunder!

It's a quicker way than cultivating on your own.

It's a bad thing to communicate with. ’

Then don't communicate.

Wu Chong briefly judged the strength of the centipede essence and gave up the idea of communication.

Walked to the side, stretched out the mutated toad arm and grabbed a nearby tree, and tried to shake it twice. These trees are all spiritual plants, growing on this black soil, and the hardness is far from comparable to the ordinary plants below, and it is generally difficult for this kind of tree to be destroyed.

？？？

The centipede spirit in the storm was completely bewildered by the behavior of the toad below.

What is this toad spirit doing?

But in the next moment, I was so frightened that my eyes almost popped out. Then I saw the toad spirit pinching the trunk of the tree with one hand, and the muscles on the arm swelled hard.

'Tear'.

This sturdy spirit plant was uprooted by the toad spirit below, and it even heard the tree's mournful scream.

Everything in the spirit world is 'alive', and I have never seen such a barbaric toad spirit go against the growth characteristics of the plants in the spirit world and use brute force to uproot the tree.

In the dark world, a toad spirit that is so thick that it defies logic.

Grabbing a pitch-black tree more than 20 meters in one hand, he swept the tornado from bottom to top with a stick that defied physical logic.

Peng!

There was a muffled sound.

The centipede essence that hadn't reacted before it spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and the bitter gallbladder was shattered.

What a tornado, what a centipede essence. All of them were swept down by a tree trunk, and when the centipede essence's head was still blank, I saw the extremely cruel toad spirit coming over, and the neck was tight, and the centipede's head was almost pinched off. A pitch-black mutant toad grabbed it by the neck and lifted him up.

"Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

The toad spirit glared at his scarlet eyes and asked questions he would never forget.