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The first thousand one hundred and twenty-eight chapters

Finally, after some discussion, the task of overthrowing the Crazy Snake Clan was handed over to Fatty.

The Mad Snake clan is not the top clan in Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, but its strength is not weak. There are at least three strong men at the peak level. This is on the surface. How many strong men there are secretly is unknown.

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"I don't need your help!"

The fat man cursed and said, "Don't say there are only three peak experts, even if there are thirty peak experts, I will overthrow them!"

"Otherwise, I will be sorry for the many years of training my motherland has given me!"

"I'm even more sorry for those great gods who have worked tirelessly to popularize the cultivation world for many years!"

"I'm going!"

After saying that, the fat man flew away directly.

After the fat man left, Wang Changsheng and Li Fusheng looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces.

"Do you think he can overthrow the Crazy Snake Clan?" Li Fusheng said with a wry smile, "Don't let the Crazy Snake Clan take him down and ask us to redeem people, that would be ridiculous!"

Li Fusheng's worry is not unreasonable. Even the ancient method practiced by the fat man is only comparable to the peak realm. The Mad Snake Clan has at least three strong men at the peak realm, and there are many Nascent Soul realm monks who are not at the peak realm.

, and more importantly, the crazy snake clan is extremely united, and will not fight you one-on-one when the time comes, but will directly swarm you!

Can a fat man stop it?

"able!"

Wang Changsheng, on the other hand, is full of confidence in Fatty!

"Don't underestimate him!" Wang Changsheng said, "As far as I know, Fatty comes from a very magical little world. In their little world, there are many mysterious beings!"

"What's more, the Taotie Technique practiced by Fatty is very powerful. I feel that even my longevity skill cannot compare to his Taotie Technique!"

"And Fatty is no longer clever, but cunning!"

"Don't be deceived by his honest appearance. Once he becomes cunning, a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul will dare to think of a Taoist weapon. This kind of person"

"What do you think?"

After saying that, Wang Changsheng looked at Li Fusheng with a half-smile.

Li Fusheng was stunned for a while, and then said, "I have never seen you praise someone like this before!"

"It seems that this fat man is indeed not simple!"

Wang Changsheng shook his head and said, "Is this a compliment?"

"What do you think?"

Li Fusheng also said with a half-smile.

Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. If Wang Changsheng and Li Fusheng can be grouped together, they are the same kind of people. And the fat man can be grouped with Wang Changsheng, which means that the fat man and Wang Changsheng are also the same kind of people.

Wang Changsheng knew that since this incident, Li Fusheng had begun to accept Fatty, and Fatty was gradually integrating into this small group.

"Let me go to the Jingyu Clan!" Li Fusheng said, "There are several ancestors among the Jingyu Clan who had a good relationship with me before. At this time, I feel it is necessary to remind them!"

With that said, Li Fusheng also left through the air.

After Wang Changsheng thought for a while, he said to Liu Ye, "Just wait here for us to come back!"

"Although you are protected by the Temple of Magic, your cultivation level is only at the late stage of Nascent Soul. You may not be able to handle it when facing the peak powerhouse!"

"Um!"

Willow Ye nodded.

Liu Ye did not try to be brave. Liu Ye knew his own strength. With the Magic Temple, he might be able to teach some small races a lesson. However, in this situation, teaching small races a lesson was completely meaningless.

Therefore, Willow Leaf will not cause any trouble.

"Which race are you going to visit?" Liu Ye asked doubtfully.

There are many races in Wanshou Mountain, but not many races can play a decisive role. Just like the Crazy Snake Clan, they cannot play a decisive role at all. The reason why Fatty wants to attack the Crazy Snake Clan is because of the Crazy Snake Clan.

It's just a stick to stir things up, aimed at fat people. How can fat people make life easier for the crazy snakes?

Of course, the most important point is that the Crazy Snake Clan is not strong enough, and Fatty is sure that he can suppress the Crazy Snake Clan.

"Mourn the dog!"

Wang Changsheng said with half-squinted eyes.

"The mourning dog clan?"

Hearing the race proposed by Wang Changsheng, Liu Ye was immediately stunned. The Sangdog Clan was indeed powerful in Wanshou Mountain. Even if it was not as good as the Xiaotian Clan, there was not much difference. The only difference was a strong person who was half a step into the realm of gods.

That’s all.

"When we were in the main hall, the strong men of the Mang Dog Clan were indeed a little arrogant," Liu Ye asked.

It was the peak monk who clamored for Li Fusheng to rob other great religious kingdoms. He was the strong man from the Sangdog Clan.

Wang Changsheng explained, "There are many races in Wanshou Mountain, but there are only a few powerful races. Since Old Li chose the Jingyu Clan, he left the Sangdog Clan to me!"

"Lao Li is also planning to be lazy!"

The Jingyu Clan and Li Fusheng are old acquaintances. Li Fusheng is confident that he can take down the Jingyu Clan without any bloodshed, but what about the Sanggou Clan?

The monks of the dog-losing tribe are just a bunch of mad dogs!

The monks of the Sanggou Clan are always self-centered and never care about what other monks think. If the Sanggou Clan were not powerful, they might not be able to survive in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.

"be safe!"

Liu Ye said something, and then returned to the room to meditate.

Wang Changsheng broke through the air and left.

The Sangdog Clan was also guarded by strong men in the Upper Nine Cities. In the second city of the Upper Nine Cities, Wang Changsheng flew directly towards the second city.

When Wang Changsheng appeared at the place where the Shangjiucheng Dog Mourning Clan was, he immediately frowned.

Because, Wang Changsheng discovered that the peak powerhouse of the Sangdog Clan who was clamoring in the hall was already standing at the door. When he saw Wang Changsheng appear, he showed an expected look and smiled at Wang Changsheng.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you are a little later than I thought!"

Said the peak powerhouse of the Sangdog Clan.

"You know I'm coming?" Wang Changsheng looked confused.

At the same time, Wang Changsheng felt that things were becoming more and more interesting!

The mountain lord is plotting against these races. Are these races not plotting against the mountain lord?

Wang Changsheng frowned and asked, "Did you do this on purpose in the mountain hall?"

"Of course not!"

The peak powerhouse of the Sangdog Clan shook his head and said, "Those are indeed the conditions proposed by everyone after discussion. If Li Fusheng can really meet these conditions, why don't we support you and open the ancient road to the war world for you?"

"If these conditions cannot be met, then"

The peak powerhouse of the Sangdog Clan showed a sneer.

Snap!

Before the peak powerhouse of the Sangdog Clan finished speaking, a voice rang out, and the peak powerhouse of the Sangdog Clan was slapped hard on the ground by Wang Changsheng.

boom!

A muffled sound sounded, deafening, and a deep pit appeared directly where the peak powerhouse of the Sangdog Clan was slapped underground. At this moment, the peak powerhouse of the Sangdog Clan fell directly into the pit with his head down and his feet up.

middle!

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