Chapter 362 I’m Not Used to Talking with My Neck Raised

The bat spirit also saw Wu Chong below.

Although it was a little surprised, it was not afraid. It's just a bigger toad. He has seen a lot of strange things in the spiritual world. It is a bat with the ability to fly, which is enough to make him invincible. The simple flight in the world below has become an advantage in the spiritual world.

Because ordinary species cannot fly!

Not toads, not scorpions, not to mention other centipedes. Even if it occasionally uses the rune ability to fly, it will definitely not be as flexible as it.

When the bat spirit and the scorpion spirit fought before, he was always in the initiative because it had control of the air.

There are more and more bats, covering the sky and turning into a sea of ​​bats.

The bat spirit on the lonely peak in the distance looked down at the bats below, and showed a satisfied smile when it saw the weak resistance of the scorpion spirit below.

After five hundred years of overhaul, he has mastered more than ten runes.

The rune that Bat King masters is group differentiation. Outsiders thought these bats were his incarnations, but in fact these bats were transformed by him using runes. The real him is always behind the scenes, and only in this way can he feel that he is in control of everything.

So far, more than twenty ‘field slaves’ have died, and two of the guards have been injured.

When the losses reached this level, organized resistance began below. The Scorpion Spirit and the Grizzly Spirit also joined in. With the two of them, the bat group's offensive was instantly blocked and its momentum was blocked.

The Bat King spreads his wings.

The huge bat wings covered a shadow, and a sound wave that only its tribe could hear was passed on.

In an instant, the formation of the bat group changed and began to attack selectively.

The attack on the Gray Mist Mountains this time was to seize the opportunity and come over to take advantage of the Scorpion Spirit's injury. Before setting off, the bat spirit mobilized all the power he could mobilize. With such a large group of people, he was sure to kill this dead scorpion.

‘As long as the scorpion spirit is dealt with’

Looking at the gray mist mountains below, Bat King's eyes flashed with fire.

Who doesn’t want to live a comfortable life as a landlord!

below.

Wu Chong stepped on a pool of mud monsters, his scarlet toad eyes flickering.

This thing was trying to sneak into his spiritual field just now, but luckily he discovered it in time.

The trapped mud monster struggled desperately.

It stands to reason that his body is not fixed, and there is no way to suppress him with this kind of power attack. But this toad spirit didn't look normal at first glance. After its foot stepped on him, he couldn't escape no matter how he changed his body.

"Sludge monster!!"

The scorpion spirit, who had just repelled the bat swarm, saw the mud monster at Wu Chong's feet, and his expression changed.

As the master of the Gray Mist Mountains, he naturally knows how difficult the sludge monster is.

In the past, the spiritual field he controlled was not so small. It was the silt monster that secretly devoured a lot of it, which caused the production of the spiritual field to decrease to the current extent. Scorpion Spirit has thought of many ways to defend against this thing, but this guy's body itself is a kind of mud, which is very similar to the mud in the spiritual world. Under normal circumstances, ordinary guards would not be able to detect him at all.

"Sludge monster?"

Wu Chong looked down and saw that the sludge monster couldn't even move under the power.

A long-lost sense of crisis came to my mind.

He has not encountered such a terrifying species for a long time since he was promoted to the Five Hundred Years Overhaul.

"You want to steal my spiritual field?"

Wu Chong's expression turned grim. He is thinking about how to expand the spiritual field and make it bigger and stronger. As a result, the thief came to the door before I even left the house.

The sludge monster struggled to put together a face, wanting to negotiate with Wu Chong.

It strives to make a low-frequency sound, which should be the language of the spirit world.

It's a pity that Wu Chong didn't understand.

In terms of speaking and negotiating, this guy is obviously inferior to species like scorpion spirits and grizzly bears. After hearing a few words, Wu Chong became a little impatient.

Bah! !

He stepped down with a little force.

Poor silt monster, the five-hundred-year-old overhaul, was trampled into a puddle without even a struggle, and could not die anymore.

If other warriors encounter the sludge monster, it is really difficult to kill him, but Wu Chong is a god-transforming monk, and he is a kind of 'god' in his own right. With one rune, he can kill a scorpion spirit with ten runes. Now there are three runes, and the 500-year-old mud monster is no different from a bedbug when stepped on.

This scene immediately caught the attention of everyone else.

Including the bat spirit above who was 'in control of winning', the moment the sludge monster died, his body trembled subconsciously. He flew backwards instinctively, and didn't react until he had flown a certain distance.

I can fly!

Relaxed, he flew over the valley again, looking down at the toad spirit below, trying to rely on distance to ensure his safety.

"Toad spirit, I came here to find the scorpion. I have no grudge against you."

"I'm not used to talking with my neck raised."

Wu Chong moved his neck, and the muscles and bones on his body began to ring. The muscles bulged layer by layer, and the ferocious aura formed a vacuum around him. The mud monster that had just been trampled to death was swept up by this aura, and was directly pushed to the ground. It was completely mixed with the soil below and became the nourishment of the spiritual field.

boom! !

The earth exploded, and the land beneath my feet exploded in the shape of a lotus flower.

The toad spirit's powerful hind limbs burst out with super strength at this moment. The huge body turned into a black shadow and disappeared in place under the action of the hind limbs, leaving only a ring of air waves rippling out, causing several people in close range to stagger.

Before the bat spirit flying high in the sky finished speaking, he felt his neck tighten, and a strong hand almost broke his neck. With his white eyes, he could vaguely see a toad that was stronger than normal appearing in mid-air.

? ? ?

How did this toad get up from such a high distance?

Choking the bat spirit's neck, Wu Chong stepped on the air with his feet. This terrifying body actually caused a sonic boom in the sky.

Under the air waves, a group of bats who wanted to come to save the world were all crushed into pulp.

After doing all this, he turned around and went down.

The earth trembled, and a deep pit appeared again on the ground. In the pit, the Toad King had already brought down the bat spirit that was still arrogant in the sky.

The scorpion spirit and the grizzly bear spirit who were not far away from seeing this scene were completely given up.

This is a monster!

"You can talk properly now."

Throwing the bat spirit aside like garbage, Wu Chong stretched his body. The energy and blood in the body circulated, controlling the huge body to begin to shrink, and slowly re-compressed it to about three meters.

The body is too big and it is inconvenient to do many things.

This height is just right.