?In the next few days, Wang Chu lived in the Wanhua Fairy Pavilion of the Wanhua Supreme, chatting with the three Supremes and exchanging their cultivation experience.

The three supreme beings also deliberately made friends with Wang Chu, as long as they did not involve their core cultivation secrets, they would allow Wang Chu to read the various miraculous secrets they had collected over the years.

After half a step of immortality, the path of Yuanjing has come to an end. Ren Huang, the pioneer of the Yuan Realm Road, has not cultivated to the Immortal Realm. If Wang Chu wants to advance to immortality, he also needs to read hundreds of secret methods to find his own way of immortality.

In addition, Wang Chu also replaced some of his unused supreme-level resources with supreme-level resources that he could use through the three supreme channels.

The evil ghost gods and the three evil gods also have their own treasures in the evil light domain. Wang Chu searched for the treasures of the two supreme evil gods this time very smoothly, without any setbacks, and harvested a large amount of resources.

After obtaining the treasures of the two supreme evil gods, Wang Chu resolutely retreated again, using the power of the eye of destiny to continue his cultivation.

A few months later, in a hidden mountain cave, Wang Chu slowly opened his eyes, and his body was filled with terrifying power fluctuations.

"The cultivation of the physical body has also reached the limit! If you want to break through the limit of the physical body, you must either break through the realm, or integrate the longevity substance, or incorporate some top-level treasures such as the legendary Celestial Medicine, or the Immortal Medicine. The human body, as expected Weak, not as good as those natural aliens."

Wang Chu's eyes flickered, his soul force swept his body slightly, and then he frowned slightly.

Tianzun fairy medicine has great benefits to the strong in the Tianzun realm, and the medicine of immortality is a peerless treasure that even half-step immortal level powerhouses will fight for. Wang Chu had no hope of obtaining these two kinds of treasures.

There was a strange light in Wang Chu's eyes: "It seems that I can only explore the real world! Only in this way can I improve my comprehension of the law and obtain longevity substances, which can quickly improve my cultivation!"

This time Wang Chu used his body as bait to lure the evil ghosts and gods in order to kill him, take advantage of the opportunity to seize the real world controlled by him, become the master of the world, gain the opportunity to comprehend the laws, and harvest the living matter.

On a mass grave filled with corpses, a gleam of light flickered, and Wang Chu appeared directly next to countless corpses.

"You are the one!"

Wang Chu's eyes swept over the countless corpses, and finally fell on a burly man with a bald head and a height of two meters. He opened his eyes of fate and burned his fate points, peeping into his past.

After a dozen or so breaths, Wang Chu waved his hand and put away the body of the bald man, separated a trace of soul and flesh and blood, and condensed to form the body of the bald man.

"This start is a bit bad! According to the memory of the evil ghosts and gods, this world is on the technological side, and the supernatural power is only the power of the evil god. Other supernatural powers are suppressed. This kind of world is too unfriendly to me!"

Wang Chu frowned slightly, urging all kinds of power, such as mana, ghost power, and illusion power, did not have much effect. Only the power of fate, the law of fate, could be used a little.

In this real world, the Saren Empire, the Hibiscus Empire, and the Aquila Empire competed for hegemony, and a world war broke out that swept the world.

This bald man named Yang Ping was a mercenary of a mercenary regiment. He was killed by stray bullets during a battle. After cleaning the battlefield, he was thrown into a mass grave.

Wang Chu frowned slightly: "Let's take a look, this guy still has 100,000 Yingyuan in savings, he is really a poor ghost! But these mercenaries make a lot of money and spend money fiercely. Women, alcohol, gambling, everything If you are not poor, you will be a ghost."

In this real world, the level of technology has produced steam engines, airships, and rifles. A catty of rice is 0.1 Ying Yuan, and a catty of pork is 1 Ying Yuan.

Ordinary workers who work in the factory get a salary of 80 ying yuan a month, and teachers generally get about 150 ying yuan. 100,000 Eagle Yuan is already a lot. However, mercenaries fight with their lives on the battlefield, and 100,000 eagle yuan is not high for mercenaries.

"This kind of world-class war, my deity appears, but one slap can destroy a legion of the three empires. But that is meaningless. The strength of my body is too weak. One bullet can kill me!"

"The top priority is to stay away from the battlefield."

According to Yang Ping's memory, Wang Chu walked out of the mass grave and walked towards the small town beside him.

The cat and beauty bar in Baibo town is full of rude mercenaries. They drink heavily and flirt with the bar girls in thin clothes.

Wang Chu pushed open the door of the bar and strode towards the bar.

When the bartender at the bar saw Wang Chu, he was taken aback and said, "Bruce Yang, aren't you already dead?"

Wang Chudao: "Porca, I'm not dead. Arrange a boat for me. I want to leave here and return to the Skyhawk Empire!"

Yang Ping is from the Skyhawk Empire, but he didn't want to spend hundreds of eagle dollars a month as an ordinary worker in the Skyhawk Empire, so he crossed the ocean and came to the central Blue Maple Republic where the war took place, risking his life to earn money .

Boka said: "20,000 eagle dollars!"

Wang Chu frowned slightly and said, "So expensive? Wasn't it 10,000 Yingyuan before?"

Boka said: "The Hibiscus Empire suffered a small defeat, and the [Dragon of the Plains] army of the Saren Empire is about to come~lightnovelpub.net~Dragon of the Plains] has strong combat power, but poor military discipline! Many people are Escape, in a few days, it will not be this price!"

Wang Chudao: "Okay! That's 20,000!"

boom!

The door was pushed open at once, and a man with a height of 1.8 meters, an ordinary appearance, small eyes, but a shrewd light came in.

Behind the man were eight burly and heavily armed mercenaries.

"Bruce Yang, you are still alive! How wonderful!"

The man glanced across the crowd, and landed on Wang Chu. His eyes lit up, a flash of excitement flashed, and he strode towards Wang Chu.

Wang Chu got up directly and said, "Boss Danny! I was just lucky enough to survive and almost died on the battlefield. I can't fight anymore, and I'm going back to the Skyhawk Empire to farm."

Danny is the boss of Wang Chu's mercenary group. Under him are dozens of fully armed mercenaries, each of whom is a killing machine and a veteran who has experienced the influence of war.

Danny patted Wang Chu's shoulder and said with a smile: "No! No! No! Bruce Yang, you can't go back to the Skyhawk Empire yet. Our mercenary group lost more than a dozen people this time, and the loss is too great! I need you to help me fight a black fist! As long as you win that black fist, I will give you 300,000 eagle dollars, and then arrange a ship to take you back to the sky eagle empire! Listen, Bruce Yang, My good brother, you can't refuse me!"