Suddenly, the male witch slowly lowered his head.

The murderous gaze revealed a chilling ferocity.

The big mouth was opened, and a scorching temperature spread out.

Meng Yang was shocked in his heart, the secret path was not good, and the moment the words fell, a large fireball with a radius of three meters actually sprayed out of the mouth of the Great Witch Mang, and attacked straight towards Meng Yang.

Meng Yang didn't expect that this great witch could breathe fire.

Not only can it breathe fire, but the temperature contained in its fireball, even if it is him, is extremely shocking.

This is already out of the ranks of ordinary demon beasts, and it is simply the existence of demon beasts in the cultivation world.

The moment its fireball appeared, the surrounding green grass was instantly evaporated and turned yellow.

These green grasses, which turned yellow in an instant, all appeared in the direction of the fireball.

Meng Yang, who was standing in place, swallowed a mouthful of saliva violently, threw out the spear in his hand vigorously, and he immediately flashed to the side.

This flash, just with the rushing ball of light brushed the corner of the clothes, the corners of the clothes that were contaminated with fire, were instantly burned to ashes, and the spreading fire, as if encountering fuel, actually rushed up along the corners of the clothes.

Frightened, Meng Yang hurriedly took off his clothes while rolling on the ground, and the fireball that smashed on the ground also appeared at the moment when it touched the earth, a large pit that was constantly burning and emitting black smoke appeared, and the huge temperature instantly dried all the plants within a radius of hundreds of meters.

The spear he threw out, as it pierced through the fireball, turned extremely red, like an arrow reborn from the fire, and under the sound of breaking through the air, it went straight to the big mouth of the great witch before he could close his mouth.

A deafening scream sounded, and the great witch mang, who had just been extremely majestic, was now full of flames, his eyes were in pain, and he kept twisting his body and struggling. The raised head also slammed heavily on the ground, and the spear that rushed into the body pierced its stomach directly with blood, flew out, and pierced the ground in the distance, emitting white smoke.

The fire spread, instantly enveloping the entire head of the Great Witch.

The struggling and writhing body also became smaller under the time and the screams that became smaller and quieter.

The moment the breath of life disappeared, the fire in his mouth slowly disappeared.

And the magnetic Great Witch Mang, who was in the Iron Consul War, sensed that the male Great Witch Mang's life had dissipated.

The fierce eyes looked at the five people who were constantly rushing towards them with their weapons, flicked their tails violently, and fled into the distance.

Walking in front of the dead Great Witch, Meng Yang sat directly on the ground like a deflated ball.

If it weren't for the careful attention just now, I'm afraid that it would not be Da Wu Mang who died now, but him.

Looking at the thirty-meter-long Da Wu Mang, Meng Yang leaned on, his feet facing the sky, and gasped for breath.

The iron consul who rushed over, without saying a word, immediately took out the kettle from his waist and handed it to Meng Yang.

After Meng Yang drank a few sips, Consul Tie and the other four people, admiring from the heart, stretched out their thumbs.

There was a strong look of gratitude on his face.

They guessed that Meng Yang was strong, but they didn't expect it to be so strong.

If it weren't for Meng Yang, they could only watch these two great witches swallow and spread, without the slightest recourse.

Especially when they were excited, Da Wu Mang was full of treasures, especially meat, which was the ingredient pursued by the high-level of those Great Sect Cities, and its value exceeded the price of the three hundred sheep they transported this time.

It's just that the head of the Great Witch Mang has been burned by the fire and has almost no value, only the scales on the flesh are still valuable, and the fangs in its mouth can also be made into the Great Witch Mang's knife, which is very sharp and has a toxin effect.

In the next few days, the six people of Meng Yang enjoyed the delicious mang's meat.

The other five people used daggers to constantly peel off the scales on Da Wu Mang's body, and knocked out the fangs in Da Wu Mang's mouth.

Originally, Meng Yang also wanted to help, but in the opposition of the five people, he drank rice wine and basked in the sun, which was very comfortable.

In five days, Da Wu Mang's thirty-meter body collected a total of more than 7,000 scales, one hundred and fifty teeth, and there was no place to take the meat, so he could only cut off the number of people to eat on the way to Fengshan Zongcheng, and then Da Wu Mang was still on the grassland.

Maybe because of the breath of blood on the scales of the Great Witch, the next process was very smooth, especially the sheep were not running around, under the iron consul, after the original ten days, it took seven days.

Coming to the fifth-level city where the crowds were full of people, in addition to trading only 277 sheep that were swallowed by the Great Witch, the Iron Consul also asked someone to find a relationship and sold the scales of the Great Witch Mang to a senior official who made soldiers' armor in exchange for nearly 10,000 taels of silver.

The fangs of the Great Witch are even more likely to find weapons, and they have created six Great Witch Tooth Knives.

In addition to the one he left for himself, he gave Meng Yang one and the remaining four shepherds one for each of them.

The remaining Great Witch Mang's fangs were also sold for nearly three thousand silver taels, and in the end, the iron consul exchanged all the silver taels into silver tickets, and under Meng Yang's postponement and discussion, he simply exchanged the silver taels sold by the Great Witch Manglin Piece and the silver taels sold by the fangs into 10,000 silver tickets and handed them to Meng Yang.

The night was approaching, and the five of them wanted to pull Meng Yang to find the girl to be happy, but Meng Yang refused, and after a long talk, Meng Yang said goodbye to them and left, alone, and walked to the Fengshan Sect City, which was very lively even at night.

If you want to say that those sect cities are not afraid of war, that is the fifth-level sect city, the super sect city with a population of millions is not the third and fourth level at all, the sect city can be compared, and it is not the fourth-level, third-level, second-level sect city The gate is closed all day, afraid of being plundered.

Even if it's a fifth-level sect city and a fifth-level sect city

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The wars I have seen are all agreed upon in advance, and they will not start a war suddenly, you must know that the fifth-level sect city is the place with the largest flow of people, except for the population of this sect city, those who live in this sect city are all kinds of monks and merchants, etc., add up, it is also a lot of terrible.

So no one dared to attack suddenly. This kind of fifth-level sect city is quite comparable to the big city of the cultivation world.

Although it is slightly different from Mengyang's Qingniu Sect City, it is full of human feelings.

This is not to say that the Qingniu Sect City is not humane, but it is not as transparent as the Fengshan Sect City.

The Qingniu Sect City is like a war fortress built for war.

The Fengshan Sect City is a large trading city, so the essence is different.

After coming out of a large clothing store, Meng Yang began to wander the street with the package on his back.

There were a lot of monks on the street, during which Meng Yang had also seen people from the Ten Peerless Sect City, as well as people from the Wild Wolf Sect City, in addition to these sect cities, there were other monks, even if they had a lot of hatred against each other, they basically ignored each other.

They are only here to trade, to exchange the treasures in their hands, or rare items, for the materials they need, to increase the strength of Zongcheng.

Meng Yang didn't care about these people, and after seeing Meng Yang, these people just glanced at it lightly and then withdrew their gaze, if it weren't for Meng Yang's fair face, I am afraid that this group of people thought that Meng Yang was a primitive resident, after all, the clothes Meng Yang was wearing did not have any signs of any power or sect.

After passing through the long streets for several miles, Meng Yang walked to the center of the Fengshan Sect City.

Looking at the outer floor, which are all wooden houses and shops, it is like the cultivation world, with many attics and large three-story or even four-story restaurants, and so on.

Even Meng Yang saw that there were many scantily clad women, constantly pulling passers-by to go in and enjoy the Qinglou.

Among these green buildings, most of them are primitive residents, and it is difficult to see the figure of monks.

And Consul Tie is looking for a girl, it should be such a place.

After a slight glance, Meng Yang left.

After coming to an inn, Meng Yang paid some silver taels and lived in the most luxurious Tianzi Building.

Although it is luxurious, there are only a few simple pieces of furniture in the room, but it is very clean, and the space is forty or fifty square meters.

After eating the food he had ordered the shopkeeper to make, Meng Yang sat cross-legged on the soft bed, and took out the big witch knife made by the iron consul from the package and looked at it.

This knife body, it looks like an ordinary big knife, the two sides are smoothed with something extremely sharp, and it is also very heavy in the hand, and the handle is covered with an iron knife cover, which is extremely smooth in the hand, because the big witch knife is made of the fangs of the big witch, so there is a toxin on its own knife.

These toxins will paralyze the enemy, although they are not fatal, but they can make people incapacitated in an instant, they can be described as very handy weapons, the tip of the knife to the hilt, almost two feet away, in the knife clan, it is considered a small existence.

Meng Yang nodded with satisfaction, then put the Great Witch Mang Knife back into the package, and after planning the next thing, he took off his clothes and lay down to rest.

The next day, as soon as the knock on the door sounded, Meng Yang said, "Come in and take..."

I saw a woman with a shy expression from a small jasper, holding a meal, and nodded to Meng Yang on the bed.

Then he put the food on the table and left.

Meng Yang looked at the woman who closed the door and left, feeling a little strange, how could there be a woman in the male house.

Shaking his head, he got dressed and got out of bed, and came to the dining table to start a full meal.

After eating, he opened the window of his room just in time to see the lively scene of people coming and going on the street.

Lazily stretched, he heard a knock on the door again.

After signaling him to come in, he saw that it was still the woman who delivered the food before.

Curious, Meng Yang couldn't help but ask, "Girl, why did you appear here as a woman?"

The woman was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and when she heard the young man in front of her wearing a scarf and a delicate face ask, she couldn't help but bow her head and whispered, "My father asked me to come!"

"Your father?"

Meng Yang raised his eyebrows, he didn't know why the girl said this, but he still felt strange when he saw the blush on the woman's face.

"Daddy is the shopkeeper of this shop, and he specially asked me to serve my son, hoping that I will be valued by my son and get some reward!"

"That shopkeeper is not your father..."

The woman nodded.

Meng Yang shook his head helplessly and sighed, "It's okay..."

The woman saw that Meng Yang was not interested, so she packed up and closed the door and left.

Looking back at the endless stream of figures under the window, Meng Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

For such a thing, Meng Yang actually heard a little, and the shepherd consul Tie also told Meng Yang that he should be careful of the women who came to serve when he was stationed in the store, because most of these women were deliberately called by some shopkeepers and the owner of the Qinglou, in order to earn some extra money, and the woman who looked a little introverted and shy had not let go of the Qinglou for a short time.

Generally, these women all appear in the Tianzi room, and the ordinary room will also go, as long as the starting price is available.

Afraid that Meng Yang would be slaughtered, Consul Tie also said that when encountering such a thing, you must ask clearly, otherwise the shopkeeper will do some blackmail for this, specifically to deal with outsiders, if you really eat the woman, I am afraid that the person in charge will immediately take someone to meet and get into bed again, frame and bully his daughter, and then ask for a high fee.

These costs range from one hundred taels to one thousand taels, but they are dozens of times more than the Qinglou, which shows that they are tired.

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Fortunately, the shopkeeper saw that Meng Yang came with a gun, and let the woman go to bed secretly in the middle of the night.

Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be troublesome, but then again, if this woman pushes the door and enters at night, whether he is asleep or not, as long as there is some wind and grass, Meng Yang will also wake up as soon as possible.

Within the stipulated time, Meng Yang packed up his salutes and left the store.

While it was still early, he began to wander around the Fengshan Sect City.

Although there are a lot of people in Fengshan Zongcheng, they are basically people who come to transport merchants, except for some merchants in this Zongcheng, most of them are from distant Zongcheng people, seeing that they go to the center of Fengshan Zongcheng, the more people are less and there are more soldiers, so they can't go again, Meng Yang had to go back the same way and go to the north entrance closest to him.

After coming to the north entrance, many noisy voices came from Meng Yang's ears.

There were many big men, standing on the sacks, shouting at the top of their voices: "Recruit and escort, there is meat and wine, two months, the salary is twenty taels, four months back and forth, forty taels, the quota is limited..."

Following these chaotic shouts, Meng Yang found that the north entrance was actually recruiting people on various errands.

In addition to rhymes, there are also miscellaneous servants, guards, etc., and even sacrifices.

What is a sacrifice, that is, such as the Buddha in the cultivation world, on the side of the people, for the sake of the teacher, not to mention, the Qingniu Sect City Tiangu is a sacrifice, whenever Meng Yang conquers the Quartet, and comes back from victory, Tian Gu will hold an abnormal sacrifice to the gods, and descend to the blessing decree to condense the unity of the Zongcheng.

Meng Yang didn't expect that he had come to the right place unexpectedly, he originally planned to follow the merchants to other sect cities, and he had a long experience, but he really had no place to find it.

Meng Yang's delicate appearance stood out in a group of people with five or three thick and strong physiques.

Especially the silver-white spear behind it has attracted the attention of many people.

Someone shouted from afar: "Little brother with a spear on his back, we have an errand to guard, but we are interested." ”

"We have an escort errand and a lot of pay, do you want to try it, little brother?"

Meng Yang smiled slightly, all of them shook their heads and refused, he still wanted to see if there were any other errands.

But after looking around, I still didn't see any satisfying errands, basically escort guards and other related work, of course, there were other jobs, but they were all in the Fengshan Sect City, and Meng Yang was not interested.

In desperation, Meng Yang was about to return, and tomorrow he was coming to see if there was a more satisfactory errand, but just as he turned around, he suddenly noticed a middle-aged man who had always closed his eyes and recuperated.

The man sat on the roof of a carriage, his weather-beaten face looking extremely thin, but full of masculinity.

The pair of torn chest exposes adds an unspeakable domineering to him, especially the words written on a flag planted next to him, which makes this breath invisibly fill the surroundings.

"The strong are needed..."

The simple four big words, like a boulder pressing on everyone's hearts, make those who are interested can't help but flinch.

Meng Yang squinted his eyes, looked at the middle-aged man, and couldn't help but say in surprise: "It's actually a monk... I didn't expect that there were monks in this Fengshan Sect City to recruit people, I don't know if it was for the monk Sect City to recruit thugs, looking at the clothes he was wearing, there was no mark, I was afraid that it was not what I guessed. ”

After pondering for a while, Meng Yang couldn't help but step forward and asked, "I don't know how to distinguish the strong?"

Meng Yang's voice had just blurted out, not only attracting people who noticed this.

It also made the middle-aged man on the roof of the carriage open his eyes.

The man just glanced at Meng Yang slightly, and his eyes flashed with surprise, he didn't expect to really meet a strong man here, and although this person looked young, the hidden evil aura and strong aura on his body made the middle-aged man feel that he was not facing a person, but a giant beast.

After taking a few deep breaths, the middle-aged man jumped off the carriage and looked at Meng Yang and hugged his fist.

"In the Lower Wooden Tower, you need a buddy. ”

"Partner?"

Mu Ta nodded, and then explained: "We are a small team, not under any sect city and any force, except for the southern Xinjiang, other northern Xinjiang, western Xinjiang, and eastern Xinjiang, we are there, as long as someone pays the price and what we need, we will serve them, but when the task is completed, we will leave immediately." ”

"You can think of us as a separate organization, an independent organization that wanders among the major forces and dangerous missions, our organization originally had nine people, but because of the accident of the last mission, one of our companions died, so one is missing, if you are interested, you might as well try?"

After a while, Meng Yang looked at the middle-aged man who claimed to be a wooden tower and continued to ask, "Then where are you going on a mission this time?"

"Western Xinjiang, Black Forest..."

"Western Xinjiang!"

Looking at the sincere look on Mu Ta's face, Meng Yang didn't care, he didn't believe that a monk could have such an expression.

As monks, none of them are good, and this person is deliberately like this, I am afraid that he really needs a strong partner, which is quite to his liking.

"Okay, I'll do that. ”

"In that case, get in the car, they are all waiting for us not far from the north exit. ”

Meng Yang nodded, and at the signal of the wooden tower, he entered the carriage.

Meng Yang didn't care about the reward, after all, he had tens of thousands of silver taels, and he didn't care much about money, what made him interested was what this team was running around for the major forces and territories.

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