Although the puppet army is very strong, it is reasonable for them to gradually show fatigue in the face of the gods selected by various forces.

Wang Feiteng watched the methods of the gods of each family fall into his mind, so No. 23 reminded him: "Chief, prepare the formation! The time has come for us to make a move." ”

Wang Feiteng looked at No. 23, and No. 23 continued: "The level of this altar is relatively low, and the strength of these puppets is not enough for us to make a move, and now it's time to occupy the territory." ”

Wang Feiteng nodded, and after letting the other four strong people pay attention to his state, Wang Feiteng began, pinching up one by one mysterious handprints in his hand, and then saw a wisp of flame suddenly appear and disappear, and then looked at Wang Feiteng's expression, only to see that this person's face was full of smiles, obviously very satisfied with his methods.

Ouyang Long, who had been tested by Wang Feiteng before, had been paying attention to Wang Feiteng's every move, and seeing Wang Feiteng's expression at this moment, when he was unhappy, he was already urging the speed to kill Wang Feiteng.

No. 23 took a step forward, and when the long sword in his hand flashed out, a violent wind instantly rose, and the target was the murderous Ouyang Long.

Ouyang Long glanced at No. 23 meaningfully, and then saw a jet-black aura torrent gushing out from his heavenly spirit, and this aura finally condensed into the appearance of a fierce beast, and No. 23 looked at it for a long time before remembering the name of this fierce beast - gluttony.

"Get out of here! this is my battle with Wang Feiteng," Ouyang Long licked his scarlet lips and said, "When the battle between me and Wang Feiteng is over, how about the two of us fight alone?"

"Not good," 23 sneered, and then said, "I'm not stupid when you're stupid, we're here to fight for chance, and if you want to fight, you're in the wrong place." ”

The resentment in Ouyang Long's eyes flashed away, and then he saw Ouyang Long stomping on the ground with both feet, and when the gluttonous eyes of the black aura condensed looked at No. 23, his figure rushed towards No. 23.

Then he saw Ouyang Long killing in the direction of Wang Feiteng again, and Wang Feiteng disdained it, just because Wang Feiteng knew that there would definitely be a god to block him.

Here, Wang Feiteng controls the formation and competes with the leaders of several other forces for the sphere of influence, the larger the scene occupied at this time, the greater the aura that can be obtained from his own side next, so the leaders of each force are sparing no effort.

However, Wang Feiteng's means of formation still occupied an innate advantage after all, and when fighting for territory, Wang Feiteng occupied the absolute upper hand, and won 50% of the territory with his own strength.

Thanks to the fact that the level of this altar is not high, otherwise Wang Feiteng in this situation will inevitably be set on fire.

On the other side, Ouyang Long, who wanted to kill Wang Feiteng, was blocked by No. 23 again, and No. 23's face was full of mockery, and he said: "Boy, why do you think you have the strength to condense a gluttony that can entangle me!"

With that, a small tornado began to form around No. 23's body, and the wind blade carried by this tornado flashed with brilliance, obviously with extremely extraordinary attack power.

"Go!" No. 23 flicked his fingers, and then the little tornado killed Ouyang Long at a terrifying speed.

The contempt on Ouyang Long's face disappeared at this time, and he must have felt that if he was hit by this attack, it would definitely not be easy.

When the two fought back and forth, the division of the first altar had ended, and the major forces still did not completely give up the competition, so that Wang Feiteng only got 35% of the territory in the end.

Compared to other forces, the City Lord's Mansion had taken enough, but miraculously, none of the gods present showed a dissatisfied expression.

Wang Feiteng didn't care about these either, and instead said to his own gods, "Everyone should enter the cultivation state! The aura will be opened immediately, and how much improvement you can make depends on your own creation." ”

Then the field quieted down again, Wang Feiteng and Liu Xi'er did not enter the cultivation state, they glanced at each other, Liu Xi'er said: "Why don't you improve some spiritual power! These spiritual powers are very limited to my improvement, but they are different for you." ”

"No," Wang Feiteng shook his head and said, "I already felt it when I was fighting for territory, these powerhouses didn't exert any strength at all, I knew at that time that a low-level altar would have an effect on the gods below, I'll wait a little longer! After entering the cultivation state, I can no longer maintain the formation, lest these forces make a moth." ”

"You're the boss, you have the final say. Liu Xi'er shrugged her shoulders and continued, "But your operation has already put our City Lord's Mansion on the cusp, and we will inevitably have a little more difficulty when we have a good place in the future." ”

Wang Feiteng smiled and said: "Then let's try how much pressure I can withstand! Maybe the more pressure the opponent puts on me, the greater my progress will be? By the way, next time if the level of the altar is not high, I will go up and fight with the puppet, and the matter of fighting for territory will be handed over to you to preside, or the same as just now, get as much territory as possible, don't be afraid of making enemies." ”

Liu Xi'er nodded, motioned to Wang Feiteng to look at the place where No. 23 and Ouyang Long were fighting, and said: "No matter what happened to Ouyang Long, his current combat power is strong after all, if the two of you face each other alone tomorrow, what do you think you have a chance of winning?"

"Ten percent!" Wang Feiteng said confidently: "At present, his situation is obviously caused by giving up on himself, for a god who has given up on himself, but whenever he encounters a little setback, he will be full of flaws, so even if he has strong combat power, he can't exert much." ”

Sky Mountain, Ouyang Long didn't win No. 23 for a long time, and even after such a long battle, the two sides still maintained an even level.

No. 23 had a peaceful mentality, but Ouyang Long thought of the price he had paid, and in the face of such a result, he was a little anxious after all, and he even doubted whether his choice was right or wrong.

Therefore, Ouyang Long made a mistake, in this white-hot situation, Ouyang Long's best way to deal with it should be to test the other party's weakness, but he broke out first.

The casino was silent, and no god spoke out to remind Ouyang Long, so Ouyang Long's outburst was out of control.

A large area of black aura swayed out, and all kinds of fierce beasts conceived in that black aura pounced on No. 23 with teeth and claws, and the momentum was naturally enough, and the strength of the attack was definitely not within the reach of ordinary gods.

If it was another god, even if it was similar to Ouyang Long's cultivation, it would definitely be impossible for him to survive such an attack completely.

But No. 23 is not a mediocre hand, and the small tornado that appeared before reappeared, but this time the color of the air flow changed from white to cyan, and everything in the cyan air flow was blurred and invisible, presumably because the rapid movement of the air flow distorted the vision.

The two sides reached a tacit understanding, and then each side launched its own attack, and the two attacks collided high in the air, causing the air to rumble as soon as they made contact.

This momentum finally attracted the eyes of all the masters, and they looked at the tricks that had not yet ended, and their eyes were dyed with a trace of solemnity, "It seems that other forces have sent masters, although the City Lord's Mansion is not as good as before, but it can't be underestimated!"

As for those weaker gods, at this moment, they were busy absorbing spiritual power to improve their cultivation, but they missed a good opportunity to observe the actual battle.

The collision in the sky finally ended, and the jet-black aura torrent was broken by the cyan blade, and it was obvious that in the battle between the two sides, No. 23 still had the upper hand after all.

Ouyang Long returned to his camp with an ugly face, and when he sat down cross-legged, he had already begun to heal, but the eyes he looked at Wang Feiteng expressed "Lao Tzu is going to kill you" to the extreme.

Although No. 23's face seemed normal, Wang Feiteng still handed over a few pills, No. 23 looked at Wang Feiteng and nodded, and said: "Thank you, leader, do you want to give a few more, this Ouyang Long is simply a madman, he will definitely make a move on you as long as he has the opportunity in the future." ”

Wang Feiteng didn't care about a few pills, after all, the pills on his body were really rich, so he gave No. 23 some pills and said, "I really don't understand what this kid thinks, obviously he just used the Wanmu Array to trap him for a while." ”

No. 23 also said that he didn't know Ouyang Long's thoughts, but he said: "This time I see that I have occupied a lot of territory, so let's be conservative next time I occupy a territory! After all, each of these forces is easy to provoke, it is the gods of the land of fireworks, and it is not easy to deal with if it is in a hurry." ”

No. 24 also said: "And according to past experience, good things are at the end, and those ordinary gods at the end of the altar don't even have the qualifications to step into, so it's useless to cultivate these gods now, think about it, if in the end, you make too many enemies, tsk, that's really interesting!"

So Wang Feiteng agreed, but he still didn't care in his heart, just because what Wang Feiteng wanted was the greatest pressure.

After a brief silence in the field, the gods awoke, and the aura on the altar had been ransacked, and the altar once again released light, as if to say goodbye to the gods, and then the altar suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Ouyang Long, who had recovered in a short period of time, looked at the team of the City Lord's Mansion, then looked at Wang Feiteng and said, "Boy, let that god follow you all the time! As long as he is not by your side, I will definitely kill you." ”

In Wang Feiteng's cognition, this Ouyang Long was already a demon, so Wang Feiteng had no intention of fighting with him, but just said: "Okay, I will definitely let him follow me!"

This question didn't seem to be what Ouyang Long expected, he was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Boy, do you dare to fight me now? ”

"If I were you, I would say it within one move," Wang Feiteng glanced at Ouyang Long and continued: "Also, who wouldn't be ruthless?"