"Yes, that's it."

The whale monster on the opposite side had a satisfied expression on his face, and his gaze scanned the dark space around him where cracks had appeared.

With the strength of the two of them, this consciousness space could no longer withstand it.

"Yes, that's it."

The whale monster on the opposite side had a satisfied expression on his face, and his gaze scanned the dark space around him where cracks had appeared.

With the strength of the two of them, this consciousness space could no longer withstand it.

After all, it is only a world of consciousness within a world, and although it is an imitation of the Chaos Sea, there is still a big gap in nature. If the two of them let go of their hands and feet completely, this space would probably collapse in an instant.

"To answer your question, the Old God is a title, a recognition of our community." Saying that, the whale monster looked at Wu Chong, and the desire to fight in his eyes was almost uncontrollable.

If it weren't for the fact that the consciousness space couldn't bear it, he would say that he would have to split a victory with this guy today.

"You also have the potential of the ancient gods, and I hope that the next time we meet, we can have a good fight."

"Wu Chong."

After understanding the meaning of the whale monster, Wu Chong reported his name.

After he goes out this time, he should be able to cross the realm of true immortals, for ordinary immortal cultivators, it takes a long time to accumulate, and he only needs the corresponding energy to be enough.

"I remember it and look forward to seeing each other next time."

After the whale monster learned Wu Chong's name, his figure began to fade.

For a being like them, a name is a mark. When I meet him later, I will naturally sense that at that time, I won't have to be so aggrieved like here, and he won't come in the way of a doppelganger projection.

The decisive battle between the ontologies is exciting to think about.

"You actually forced the ancient gods to retreat." Wu Chong's mind remembered the sound of a freehand silhouette.

Until now, she couldn't believe that the calamity-level powerhouse who could destroy the world had retreated so easily.

"Who the hell is you? I can sense that your power is not at the level of calamity. ”

In Wu Chong's mind, the freehand silhouette couldn't help but ask.

Her current form is very special, and she still has memories, but she is no longer a complete life. To put it simply, she is now a small pet conjured up by Wu Chong with his dream-eating skills, with the memory of a freehand silhouette, but she is not the real her.

"Old God Prayer"

Wu Chong ignored this little pet, and recalled the whole process of fighting with the ancient gods before, and his mood was a little heavy.

He had already summoned the deformed delusion to the ninth head just now, and the deformed head behind the other party only flew out less than one-twentieth of it. This is not sure that it is the full strength of the ancient gods, that is, the space cannot bear it, otherwise it will definitely be him who continues to fight.

"At least it's also the Taiyi realm."

Wu Chong re-evaluated the realm of the ancient gods according to his division of the immortal path.

True immortals are still under pressure on Taiyi.

Fortunately, after harvesting the world of Stone Hammer Silhouette of a few of them this time, the accumulation is basically enough. The plan of the previously planned one-on-one enlightenment of Daluo needs to be put aside for the time being. He didn't want to be beaten to death by the ancient gods as soon as he went out.

Out of bounds.

A special area full of swirls, a distorted area of chaos. In the same disorderly realm as the Great World of the First Demon, three figures were talking here in a huge whirlpool.

There's an abandoned world here, and everything in it is crippled. The World Lord will also be affected when he enters it, and the power of the world under his control will also be compressed back into the body, and the outside cannot be transformed.

It is precisely because of the particularity of the abandoned world that it has been recognized by the world lords and has become a platform for the world lords to communicate.

A ghostly ray pierced the sky, dragging a long tail across the sky.

"The Old Gods pray? With such a big movement, I don't know who summoned it again. ”

As soon as the black shadow entered the abandoned world, it attracted the attention of the powerful people here.

It was the man in the middle of the three figures who spoke. The man had dark purple skin and a long tail on the back. The most conspicuous is the center of his eyebrows, inlaid with a fiery red crystal. The surface of the crystal is full of rich colors, like colorful lights.

"Looking at him like this, he should be fighting with someone."

It was another woman of the three, who had long navy blue hair. The hair is like a long snake, with the tail end. When you look closely, you can find a difference, because these hairs are not poisonous snakes, but flowing water elements, and it is only because of the fluctuations of water streaks that they give people the illusion of 'living creatures'.

"Fighting? Who else can fight him in this area? Most of the time I'm going crazy again. ”

A trace of disdain flashed in the man's eyes, as if he was discriminating against the half-crazy ancient god of the ancient god Qi.

"Whether he's going crazy or not, we're going to deal with him the same."

One of the remaining three spoke. This man was covered with fat, but he was only one meter tall, with a small eye in the middle of his face, and a mouth that opened and closed like a triangular flower.

"Since the failure of the last plan, our school of consciousness has become weaker and weaker, and if we continue like this, we will all fall to the level of calamity."

School of consciousness.

The carnal genre.

This is the camp among the ancient gods, and the three people who spoke were the calamity-level world masters of the school of consciousness. The ancient god is the world master of the incarnation school. The Farming Five only knew that they had summoned the Old Gods, but they didn't know the path they were taking, and they were opposed to the Old Gods from the beginning. Holding this stance to summon the ancient gods on the other side, the end can be imagined.

"Just find a way to kill him! Don't yell here if you don't have the ability! A hint of displeasure flashed in the eyes of the man who spoke at first.

His realm was the highest among the three, and even if the realm fell, there was no risk for him.

Not only him, but the woman next to him had a similar attitude.

Even if it's a school of consciousness, it's not monolithic. In other words, at the level of the Lord of the World, everyone has no position in the first place. Some are just strength, and now the three of them are united, but it is because the ancient gods are too strong, and the rise of the flesh faction has affected their interests.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not involved in the direct action." The blue-haired woman directly refused.

They are a good school of consciousness, but she is not a helpless wild world master.

The weakening of the school of consciousness is only in this small area, and in other regions, the world master of the school of consciousness has the same existence as the one who is overwhelmed. For example, the mother of the blue-haired woman, the star jellyfish.

"Waste of time."

Seeing this, the man sneered, and simply turned around and left.

Seeing this, the blue-haired woman next to her also left with her, leaving the short world lord standing alone in place with gloomy eyes

(End of chapter)