In recent years, Tang Ping is close to a breakthrough, and territorial affairs are fully handed over to the five evil souls.

Two more Spirits.

The young man "Lan" who guarded Youlan back then also successfully broke through to the Soul Stage.

There is also an aquarium lobster chifu.

Now the power is equivalent to half of the black wood ghost back then.

Again, this is the result of careful selection.

Tang Ping flew low under the gray sky.

The underworld was full of mist, and there was no trace of life.

Unknown lonely ghosts roam the ground and fight.

Wow!

Suddenly, a dark cloud flew not far away.

On the clouds sat a big-headed ghost with a head as big as his body.

Tang Ping immediately hid his figure and let the big-headed ghost fly by.

Although this demon can fight with one hand, it is better to keep a low profile.

After entering the Wandering God, Tang Ping flew extremely fast.

In terms of strength, it is probably more than ten times that of the previous Soul Breaker.

As for what you want to do after becoming a wandering god, it is naturally to hide and continue to practice.

It is impossible to lead troops to fight and rise against the sky.

Let's not say that I have just entered the wandering gods.

According to the law of reading novels in the previous life, after beating the small one, the big one must come to the big one, and the big one must come to the bigger one, the protagonist breaks through against the sky, plus the beautiful woman throws himself into his arms, and the old man presents the exercises.

Break through all the way, kill all the way, and finally become a god.

Usually you can fantasize about it, but the most difficult thing is to break through this link against the sky.

Tang Ping thought about it, he might not have the ability to break through against the sky.

It's better to hold your own notice book and practice slowly.

Tangping is close to the water.

Suddenly, he noticed that the big-headed ghost was also ahead.

"Huh? Has Xiaoqing been discovered? Tang Ping thought to himself.

The big-headed ghost fell, holding an iron fist in his hand, and cautiously came to the vicinity of the waterhole.

"Hey, it's wrong, I saw it here that day."

The big-headed ghost was puzzled.

Swish!

I saw a palm-sized figure leap out of the pool.

At first glance, it was a small frog the size of a palm wearing a ruffled hat.

The little golden eyes showed a hint of fear.

"It's coming!"

The big-headed ghost was overjoyed, and it was obviously a different species.

A jet of black poisonous water flew out of the iron bowl.

Everywhere he went, everything turned to ashes.

A ghost and a frog, chasing one after the other.

Come to the redwood forest.

Suddenly, the frog stopped, the corners of its mouth cracked, and it smirked.

"Not good!"

The big-headed ghost is not in good consciousness.

I saw the frog rising in the wind and growing to half a man's height.

The lotus leaf hat on his head was like a flying disc, emitting golden light, dripping and spinning, flying towards him.

The big-headed ghost didn't expect the other party to be so strong.

Just about to ride the clouds and escape.

Suddenly, more than a hundred huge fish, shrimp and crabs burst out in front of them, led by two monsters with human heads and steel forks.

"Captain Zhenshui! Hereon! "Kuroo has a strong voice.

"Captain of the Patrol Mountain! Hereon! Chifu's voice was high-pitched.

The two ghosts were invariably the same, and their tones were a little ashamed.

If nothing else, it must have been the frog's idea.

"Why?" The big-headed ghost wants to cry without tears, he is just a small early stage of the evil soul, why is there such a battle?

It's not fair! Do it all over again!

Wow!

The next second, it was overwhelmed by the army.

"Not bad."

Tang Ping applauded and immediately appeared.

He took the form of a carp's tail.

"Meet Sikong!" Heifu and Chifu said at the same time.

One hundred and fifty beast-shaped aquarium around them bowed.

"Quack!"

The frog shrunk to the size of a palm and jumped onto Tang Ping's shoulder, as if congratulating himself on his breakthrough.

"Deeply understood the essence of the old man." Tang Ping poked the frog's little belly, and Xiaoqing looked proud and croaked happily.

"Keep it up."

Tang Ping threw down a sentence and came to the banyan tree in an instant, without bringing a frog.

The frog couldn't react in time, stepped on the air, and landed on the spot, with all fours facing the sky.

Above the banyan tree.

Tang Ping looked down.

One hundred and twenty ghost soldiers in the heart of the area.

The periphery is scattered with fields, as well as more than two hundred ghosts.

It's peaceful, too.

Tang Ping fell, and Zhang Qi and others came to visit.

"Congratulations to the Divine Marquis on his great achievements."

"It shouldn't have changed much in the last few years, right?" Tang Ping asked.

"No, the outer ghosts learned that there are three evil spirits here, and they have something to do with the mandrills, so they generally don't dare to provoke them."

Zhang Qi and Xiong Lan followed behind Tang Ping, patrolling the territory.

Now planting 100 orchids, the annual income can reach 100,000. One hundred sunflower sunflowers, earning 300,000 a year.

Excluding Tang Ping's cultivation expenses and the expenses of raising Yin soldiers, he can still save 150,000 yuan a year.

The intensive cultivation policy is implemented here, and one hundred and twenty Yin soldiers have the opportunity to cultivate, and they can all receive cultivation materials, so the cost is greater than that of ordinary forces.

"Acting in a low-key manner, the underworld and the yang world are still powerful with the Wu family, and if you slowly figure it out, you will be able to take revenge in the future."

Tang Ping said.

Youshen has only only cultivated the second realm, and the Wu family is just a family of doctors in the southeast corner.

The world is very big, and if we show our edge now, there will be no chance for peaceful development in the future.

Yin soil can't grow anything good, and now it's only now that Yin and Yang are initially penetrated, and the Yang Dojo has not yet been established.

The yang world has not yet been cultivated, and it is still a little early to expose the edge.

Of course, a little interest is still charged.

"Wu Ge and Wu Ming have kept an eye on me and figured out their routes." Tang Ping instructed, "How is the situation on the centipede?" ”

"The centipede seems to be coming to an end, and it hasn't been to any big gifts for about three years."

"I see."

At this time, Tang Ping's heart moved, and he suddenly turned around and looked at the banyan tree.

I saw a wormwood green smoke generated.

When I looked at it in the past, it turned out to be a mortal sacrifice.

In an instant, a message came.

It turned out to be a sacrifice before the war between the Xiong clan and the Fenglong clan, praying for the prompting of the gods.

Tang Ping stretched out his finger a little.

Mortal Altar.

On the bank of the river, the crowd surrounded the altar, no one spoke, and Xiong Ying, the leader, was wearing heavy armor and a tiger lying beside him.

Click......

The shell cracks.

"Ji!"

"Good! Kill! ”

Xiong Ying drew his long sword.

In an instant, three thousand tribes set up pontoon bridges and crossed the river in wooden boats.

Take the south bank, then this area is their territory.

"Roar!!"

Suddenly a dragon jumped out of the water, with gills on its back and a man holding a spear.

The dragon smashed the ship and broke the pontoon.

The people of the Xiong clan were not easy to mess with, so they directly pounced on the back of the dragon and fought with the people of the dragon clan.

They have been at war with the Dragons for many years, and they find that the so-called Dragons have no stellar minds at all, but that the Dragons have controlled Dragons with drugs.

As long as the master is killed, the dragon will remain motionless.

"Cross the river! River! Cross the river and we'll win! ”

Xiong Ying shouted loudly.

The rear of the Fenglong clan is on the shore, and the Xiong clan, who is born with divine power, enters the rear, and it is simply a tiger entering the flock.

The bear trampled on the fire with his feet full of fire, and spat out fiery snakes in his mouth.

Zhang Wulang leads the beasts.

The two sides killed the river red, and they couldn't tell the enemy from the enemy.

At this moment, a huge whirlpool appeared on the surface of the river.

The whirlpool is constantly spinning, drawing everyone into it and strangling everyone.

Crash!

A dragon five feet long, with scales like black iron, and a large mouth of blood, without a host, rode the wind and rose.

The blood sacrifice is enough, and the Qi-eating Dragon has struck!

Bang!

The dragon swept its tail towards Xiong Ying, who had just landed first.

Xiong Ying suddenly felt like he had hit the bronze gate, and the whole person flew upside down, flying in the air for a long time before falling.

"Good!! Destroy the Xiong Clan!! ”

The people of the Fenglong clan shouted.

"I'm coming!"

Zhang Cong flew towards the dragon, holding the mentality of death.

Suddenly, a stronger vortex struck.

The storm is raging, and the ghosts and gods are crying!

The gods are coming!!

The water rushed into the sky, forming countless water dragons rushing into the air.

The thorns on both sides of the strait swelled wildly, pumping towards the body of the dragon.

Bang bang!

The powerful water dragon rushed through the dragon scale armor, and the thorns pierced into the flesh fiercely, and the blood flowed like a stream.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The dragon roared in pain and fell into the water.

I thought it would be better to fall to the home field, but I didn't expect a water monster, how could I resist the god of water? An even bigger maelstrom tossed him around.

Seeing this scene, the people of the Xiong clan cheered.

"The Abyssal Water!"

"the snake god!"

"Youdu Pavilion Marquis!"

Xiong's is indeed the bell of destiny.

Under the murky water, there seems to be a person with the body of a fish and a human head.

"Who are you?" The dragon spoke.

"I am the underworld lord of the underworld, the Marquis of the Pavilion of the Secluded Capital, and the Void of the Abyss............ the snake god Maohou also! ”

There is no Yang Dojo, the sacrificial information is delayed, and Tang Ping has only arrived at this moment.

The sky was cloudy, and a three-eyed ghost god flashed away.

Bronze Ge appeared out of thin air and fell from a hundred feet in the sky.

Jump into the brain!

The wind is calm, and the gods disappear.

The dragon corpse slowly surfaced.