"Nameless ugly man? Interesting, isn't it ugly? This king wants to see who it is, it is uglier than this stinky reptile! Seeing Ah Lang scratching his head, the little white pig squeezed to Ah Lang's side curiously, and then stretched out the pig's head to look at the crowd in the city.

"Stupid pig, look for death!" was sprinkled with salt on the wound, and the little centipede directly kicked the fat right buttocks of the little white pig.

"Okay, okay, it's started again, do you really want to force this great immortal to make a move?" Ah Lang turned his head to stop the dragon head little centipede and the little white pig fighting.

"Which of you likes to throw stones?" Ah Lang glanced back and forth on the little centipede and the little white pig, and asked inexplicably.

"Stone-throwing? What do you mean? Is the Lord going to smash people? Xiaobai likes to sneak attack the most, who to smash? Despite the Lord's orders, Xiaobai promises to complete the task! Hearing the word "stone", the little white pig was inexplicably excited.

"Lord Little Yama, don't listen to that stupid pig, I am naturally good at throwing when I touch the dragon, so let my subordinates throw it." Seeing the incomparably loud appearance of the little white pig, the little centipede was very unhappy, and his words were rare and took the initiative to cater to Ah Lang.

"Stink crawler, you vote? What do you use to cast? This king has a natal hammer, what do you have? Squirting saliva? The little white pig puffed out his cheeks, and after a burst of chewing, he spit out a big black hammer with a fist from his mouth.

"Huh~ Xiaobai, how do you put the hammer in your mouth? It's disgusting! Seeing the little white pig spit out the black hammer, Ah Lang grinned.

"Lord, our Demon Domain monks generally put their natal spiritual martial arts or spiritual costumes in their bodies, so that they can better preserve their spiritual weapons, and this is the reason why the Demon Domain Demon Clan will burst out of spiritual costumes once they are killed. It's not dirty at all, before entering the body, we will clean the spirit martial arts or spirit clothes with the spiritual power in the body, one is to clean, and the other is to prevent poisoning. I don't believe you asked about stink reptiles, maybe the places where stink reptiles hide are more disgusting, I can't say..."The little white pig said as he pointed to the tail vertebrae of the little centipede.

"Disgusting stupid pig, die, my dragon clan is naturally noble, how can I be so filthy as your stupid pig clan!" The little centipede shook all over, and then the double horns on the top of its head and the steps of its whole body instantly covered the cold light sharp blade.

"Oh, so handsome!" Seeing that the little centipede of the dragon head was fully armed, Ah Lang's eyes widened, "Faucet, I haven't seen your little blades in the secret realm before." ”

"It's not because of your perverted primordial spirit? He didn't give me a chance to release the Essence Spirit Martial at all. ”

"Perverted Primal Spirit? You say, Doudou? Ay... I really miss him. Forget it, don't mention him, Xiaobai, you come first, see it, smash that ugly bastard! Ah Lang pointed through the stone window to a man wearing a hat in the crowd below the city.

"Ugly? I can't see his face at all! Why do you keep saying he's ugly? Lord, did that man have any holiday with you? The little white pig held the stone window with his left front hoof, and hooked his fist-sized black hammer with his right front hoof, and looked at Ah Lang beside him with some puzzlement.

"If you want to smash it, you will smash it, where is there so much nonsense, then again, can you still pick it up if you throw it out?" Ah Lang looked at the little white pig and the black hammer was a little worried, for fear that the little white pig would throw it out and not be able to pick it up.

"Lord, this is Xiaobai's natal spiritual martial arts, and he will definitely get it back, isn't your human race's natal spiritual martial arts different from ours?" Hearing Ah Lang's question, the little white pig asked a little puzzled.

"Natal Lingwu? What does it mean? Forget it, let's talk about it later, smash him quickly, don't smash it again and run away! Ah Lang's gaze turned to the city again.

"Okay, Lord see!!" The little white pig snorted and frightened Ah Lang, and then threw the black hammer at the man wearing the hat under the city with a clatter.

Such as under the inner city walls of the Windy City.

"Master, I have to say, this Windy City is really spectacular." Chu Nianlang looked around all the way, looking around curiously.

"Nian Lang, this Wind City is the northernmost city of the Zhongtian Empire, and further north is the border of the Northern Frost Empire. The Wind City has always been mysterious, and even the Zhongtian Empire does not dare to say that it has complete control over this city. I almost forgot to say that this Rufeng City was not originally called this name, and the Zhongtian Empire changed it to this name after the Zhongtian Empire rewarded this city to Rufeng Gongzi. Wu Mingzi wore a hat on his head and led Ergou Dao and Chu Nianlang to walk slowly all the way. Hearing Chu Nianlang's emotion, Wu Mingzi stopped and patiently introduced Chu Nianlang to the Windy City.

"Oh? Isn't it called the Windy City? What's that called? Chu Nianlang paused and asked Wu Mingzi curiously.

"The shape of this castle is very strange, and the Zhongtian Empire and even the other four empires are incompatible with the architectural shape, like an alien immortal, and since ancient times, there are no less than 100 owners alone, and every time the owner changes the name of the city. Rather than saying that the Zhongtian Empire rewarded the prince of the wind, it was better to say that the city voluntarily belonged to the Zhongtian Empire. ”

"Voluntary attachment? Could it be that the Windy City has a spirit? Chu Nianlang looked at Wu Mingzi with an incredulous expression.

"Yes, voluntary attachment. The most mysterious and terrifying part of this city is a place called the Abyss Vault in the city. Legend has it that they met a mysterious creature in the abyss chamber, which claimed to be the spirit of the city, and the entire castle was its torso, and the strange and unpredictable phantom array into the city was its dream. The mysterious creature also said that the reason why several city lords were able to become city lords was completely its will, and even the fact that several city lords escaped by luck was also deliberately done by it. Later, in order to break the panic, the major empires dispatched high-level monks one after another, many of them were God Realm monks, and most of the monks died in the secret room, and the few who escaped were all insane, as if they had been attacked by some kind of psychic type. As the years passed, the cultivation world slowly reached a consensus, the mysterious creature who claimed to be the city spirit had never appeared alone in the cultivation world, nor had he taken the initiative to harm any monks, and it was better to live in harmony than to take the initiative to provoke, so a group of high-level monks joined forces to seal the door of the abyss secret room. ”

"My God, such a powerful creature, actually uses the castle as the torso and the phantom array as the dream, even the God Realm monks are helpless! It's too mysterious, it's too terrifying..."Hearing Wu Mingzi's explanation, Chu Nianlang's heart was furious.

"Therefore, we must be cautious everywhere and never act without permission. Last night, something strange happened in this city, and the famous Qiyuan Inn branch in this city was attacked by inexplicable white light last night. You must know that the Qiyuan Inn is a place dedicated to receiving the royal princes and nobles of various empires and high-ranking monks. It is said that the white light only flickered for a moment, and then no matter what kind of cultivation realm, all the monks in the Qiyuan Inn fell into a deep sleep instantly. Now not only is the son of the wind, but even the head inn of the Qiyuan Inn has sent an investigator to investigate. From the perspective of the teacher, the instantaneous white light must be related to the legendary city spirit. Be careful, once the task is completed, the division will take you out of the city as soon as possible. Wu Mingzi unconsciously touched the hat above his head.

"Task? What task? Hearing the word "task", Chu Nianlang's body was stunned.

"Hey... You'll know when the time comes. Nian Lang, remember, no matter what you do for the teacher, everything is for your good. Wu Mingzi responded to Chu Nianlang very seriously, his right hand unconsciously touched the hat on his head again, and looked at Chu Nianlang's eyes with kindness and a hint of melancholy.

There was a crisp sound, and when Wu Mingzi looked at Chu Nianlang lovingly and melancholy, the sound of a hat breaking shook in Wu Mingzi's ears. Feeling a huge pain coming from the top of his head, Wu Mingzi subconsciously touched his head. Touching the big swollen bag of his fist, Wu Mingzi's eyes exploded. Looking down, Wu Mingzi found a fist-sized black hammer lying quietly next to his right foot.

With a brush, Wu Mingzi tore off the broken hat, and then suddenly raised his head, his eyes staring directly at the stone house where Ah Lang was.

"Nameless old man? Master??? How could it be him???!!! ”