"The eighth disciple of the Martial Tower Lord?" Feng Feiyun stared at the copper-skinned and iron-clad man opposite with a surprised gaze.

"Eh, who called me young, high cultivation, and strong talent!"

The beard on the man's chin was as thick as black sedge, two meters tall to say the least, and his arms were as thick as buckets, but he was only thirteen years old.

Because of his talent, he was accepted as the eighth disciple by Wu Tata.

This big man is the thief Wang Meng who came to the Vientiane Tower with Feng Feiyun, Feng Feiyun finally accepted this fact, the man of the Gujiang clan is indeed as strong as an ox.

"Uncle Shi, then let's go on the road together!" Wang Meng grinned, and those two thick lips were like two big meat sausages hanging on his face.

"Hehe, it's better for you to hit the road first!" Feng Feiyun is the descendant of the God King, the junior brother of the Lord of Wuta Tower, and naturally Wang Meng's uncle.

"It's better for Uncle Shi to go first!"

"You hit the road first!"

"Uncle Shi will go on the road first!"

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"Okay then! I'll go first!" Feng Feiyun always felt that this was getting more and more boring, a little weird, so he turned over and landed on the back of a five-meter-tall unicorn, twisted the iron lock in his hand, and headed south.

Wang Meng also rolled over and flew down on the back of another unicorn and followed closely behind.

Two behemoth-like unicorns, with horns growing on a huge bull's head, hard and black, like two dragon teeth.

The four corbels are like four pitch-black pillars, the black cow hair is a foot long, and there are palm-sized scales growing between the cow hairs, reflecting the black gold-like light.

Both of them were dressed in white Confucian robes, white feather scarves, black belts, and standard Vientiane Pagoda student uniforms, but their temperaments were completely different.

Feng Feiyun stood proudly on the back of a unicorn in front of him, and his body had grown a lot taller than a few months ago, taking off his childishness, and becoming a little more chic and elegant.

Wang Meng is bigger, like half a giant, holding a thick Fengtian painting halberd in his hand, weighing 18,000 catties, it is a divine weapon passed on to him by Zhang Badao, although the power is not as good as the spirit weapon, but the lethality is still perverted, and ordinary people can't hold a blow at all.

The recompose of the "Hundred Pagoda List" made all the students of the Vientiane Tower shake, and they rushed towards Nantaifu one after another, and Feng Feiyun and Wang Meng naturally joined the list.

As long as there are enough corpse demons killed, the higher the points obtained, the richer the treasures that can be exchanged, not to mention that they can also emerge in the "Hundred Pagoda List", it is likely to become famous in one battle, and no one can withstand the temptation of fame and fortune.

"Of the twenty-eight counties of Nantaifu, nine counties have completely fallen into the hands of female demons, and corpses are running all over the place, becoming an evil place. There are still twelve counties that have begun to be eaten away by the corpse evil, and the local monks of Nantaifu are still resisting stubbornly, but in the face of the corpse evil army, they can only retreat one after another, and it is only a matter of time before they fall completely. ”

"Twenty-eight counties, only seven counties, have not been invaded by the corpse evil at all, and the super immortal gate with an ancient inheritance is in charge, which should be able to resist the corpse evil army for a while. ”

"Hmph, as long as the female demon makes a move, even the ancient inheritance of the Super Immortal Gate and the Immortal Cultivation Family will definitely be wiped out in an instant. ”

Hearing this, the crowd was silent, and no one could fight back.

After a whole day, Feng Feiyun and Wang Meng had already entered an ancient city in the first county of Nantaifu, "Tianhua County", which was the gateway for the Vientiane Pagoda to enter Nantaifu.

In the ancient city, there were many immortal cultivators who escaped from Nantaifu, and there were all those who came to the major immortal gates, all of whom came to seek the shelter of the Vientiane Tower, thinking that as long as they were closer to the Vientiane Tower, they could avoid the slaughter of the corpse evil army.

Maybe it's really because of the Vientiane Tower, this ancient city is full of flowers, busy with traffic, like another piece of cave, and you can't feel the smoke of war at all.

Many of the young students of the Vientiane Tower have already rushed to this ancient city, and many young talents with white Confucian clothes have appeared in the city, causing a lot of commotion.

But these young talents, rushing by, were all very eager, some hired slaves, bought a large number of healing pills, stopped for less than two hours, and then hurried out of the city.

Of course, there are also people who are not in a hurry, resting in this ancient city for a night, finding the most beautiful Qinglou prostitute in the ancient city, laughing and talking about the wind and moon, after a night of lingering, the next morning, only to drift away and embark on the journey.

"Yesterday I saw a supreme genius of the Vientiane Tower, with more than two hundred slaves, driving ten golden chariots, passing by outside the city, the road was very urgent, the momentum of the chariot swallowed mountains and rivers, today I am afraid that it has reached thousands of miles away. ”

"Last night I saw a Shenji Great Perfection person, with purple gas like clouds, and the most beautiful red girl in the city had a night of romance, and this morning I went out, and also rode a silver lion and rushed to the south. ”

The big movement of the Vientiane Tower alarmed all the monks, and everyone was guessing what was going on, until noon, a piece of news came.

"Recompose the "Hundred Pagoda List", and 100,000 talents are out. ”

"The Vientiane Tower has finally made a move, and these young talents should all rush to the twelve county capitals that have not yet completely fallen, and these twelve county governments will completely become the battlefield for them. ”

"I guess that's the case, after all, there are too few monks who dare to break into the nine county mansions that have been completely controlled by the corpse evil army, and a black corpse evil rushes over, even the giant will probably be bombarded to death. ”

"I heard that several old cultivators of the Heavenly Mandate Realm died in those nine great counties, and since then, no one has dared to step into one of them. ”

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In this ancient city, Feng Feiyun got a lot of information and heard a lot of important events that happened in Nantaifu recently.

The nine counties that have completely fallen into the hands of the corpse demon are described by all the monks as hell and demon caves, and humans will die if they break into them.

Although those geniuses in the Vientiane Tower wanted to hunt down more corpse demons, they didn't dare to break into these nine counties, and they rushed to the county capital where the number of corpse demons was not too large.

"Uncle Shi, the danger of these twelve county governments is also different, some county governments have just been invaded by corpse demons, and the danger is relatively low, while some county governments have already fallen into dire straits, even if they are monks in the Heavenly Mandate realm, they may fall. Wang Meng asked.

The more dangerous the place, the greater the number of corpse demons, and it is convenient to collect corpse palaces, but they may die in the siege of corpses at any time.

Where the danger is low, the number of corpse demons must be smaller, and most of them are corpse demons who have just changed into corpses, and their combat power is far less terrifying than that of old corpses, but the disadvantage is that the speed of collecting corpse palaces is much slower.

"Sell intelligence, sell intelligence, analysis of the battle situation on the front line, the division of the corpse evil force, the dynamic trend of the remnants of the immortal gate, the ranking of the danger of the twelve major county capitals, everything, get rid of the big sale, walk through, pass by, don't miss it! ”

Feng Feiyun looked for prestige, and saw a young man with a face darker than the bottom of the pot, carrying a large basket of sheepskin scrolls on his back, a thick stack, estimated to be hundreds.

At this moment, the black-faced young man stopped in front of two young and beautiful girls in white Confucian clothes, vigorously selling, and spitting all over the ground.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, the twelve major counties of Nantaifu are all extremely dangerous places, the territory is vast and terrifying, ordinary people can't cross it even if they go for three lifetimes. No one has been able to draw this map in such a short period of time. ”

"It must be a lie, this black-faced young man's heart is too dark, such a deceptive picture, he has to buy 100,000 gold coins, he really dares to speak. ”

"There are a lot of liars and fools these years, and there are even more fools, this morning, this black-faced boy bought more than 20 pieces of decoup, the most expensive one bought 800,000 gold coins, and the cheapest one was sold for only 300 gold coins, how low the cost is!"

"It's so easy for him to make this money!"

Every time this black-faced boy sold an intelligence map, he changed places, and he earned two million gold coins in one morning, the key is whether to buy a fake picture, which made many monks jealous and unbalanced.

"100,000 gold coins is too expensive, why don't you have five gold coins?" one of the bright-looking girls stretched out five fingers and shook them in front of the black-faced boy, blinking innocently and cutely.

The black-faced young man said: "Beauty, you are too upright to make a move, the price of five gold coins can't be bought at all, let me tell you honestly! The person who drew this picture is a great person, and the cost price I got from him is nine ...... 10,000 gold coins, it's really not much. Seeing that you look so beautiful and beautiful, pure and lovely, I will give you a blood-vomiting price, ninety-five thousand gold coins. ”

"But I only have five gold coins!" the little girl took out five golden coins, spread them out in the palm of her hand, and counted and counted, but there were still only five!

"Pick ah! The beauty should be atmospheric, I really can't do the business of five gold coins. For the sake of the two of us, both of them are students of the Vientiane Tower, and we are also half classmates, so we will give you a cost price, 90,000 gold coins. The black-faced boy hammered his chest with his fist, clenched his teeth, and spat out such a sentence.

He really seems to be vomiting blood!

"There are only five gold coins, my sister picked herbs and sold them, and she originally planned to buy two clothes, but now she will give them all to you. This little girl's black pearl-like eyes are particularly charming, and her long eyelashes flutter slightly, looking very innocent.

The black-faced young man looked at these two stunning girls, dressed very plainly and simply, they really didn't look like rich people, but they were a little more beautiful than the daughters of those immortal cultivation families.

If he could kidnap and sell them, he would definitely be able to sell them for a lot of money, but he had always been very disgusted with the abduction and trafficking of women, so he forcibly resisted the opportunity to make a lot of money and make a fortune.

It's unlucky, this time it's kind of blind!

"Okay! Five gold coins are five gold coins, Nima, today is the lowest price. Beauty, don't tell anyone about this price! ”

The black-faced boy snatched five gold coins from the girl's hand, dropped a sheepskin, and then immediately slipped into the crowd, and went somewhere else to continue shouting.

It was clear that the scroll wasn't worth even five gold coins, or he might have sold it.

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Two more chapters tonight!