Ruling The Heavens With Divine Bugs

A flash of light flashed, and dazed Da Shao appeared next to a fountain pool. This is a huge square, and the fountain pool is in the middle of the square. I saw three or two groups of monks walking busily around not far away.

At this time, a middle-aged woman passed by him and looked very talkative. Ye Wufeng hurried over, "excuse me, sister, this is my first time here. I don't know what to do. I want to ask my sister."

The woman stopped. It was very useful for any woman to hear someone call her sister.

"There is an old man guiding new people 100 meters east. You can go to him. Didn't the outside administrator tell you this? Eh, it's strange. You're in the spirit sea realm. How can you get to the fourth tower? This is a place where kings can come." The middle-aged woman asked strangely.

"I wipe, that unreliable Erya sent me to the wrong place, and didn't tell me anything. I don't want to vent my anger for little Yun." Ye Wufeng thought to himself.

But this is just right for me. If I go to the tower floor of Linghai realm, it will be too boring. Then he said perfunctorily, "my physical body is strong. According to the standard of physical cultivation, it can be regarded as the king's territory. It may be this reason that I was transferred here."

The woman only asked casually, did not study deeply, and then left.

Ye Wufeng came to a grocery store according to the instructions. He saw an old man sitting on a recliner, smoking a dry cigarette bag, so he saluted with a fist and asked softly, "I'm a new comer. Are you the guide here?"

The old man raised his turbid eyes and glanced at him. "What kind of guide is at most an old immortal who is about to enter the earth. Just call me old man Wu."

"Hello, Mr. Wu. My name is Ye Wufeng. I'm new here. I don't know how to start. Please give me some advice." Asked the chief inspector politely.

Old Wu took out a crumpled map, "this is the new map in the urban area. The basic areas and buildings are indicated. Take it."

"Inside the city?" Ye Wufeng doesn't quite understand what this means.

"Young man, this is the fourth floor of the town tower. It is no longer just a place for cultivation like the first three floors. This is a world." After that, old Wu picked up the cigarette pot and continued to smoke. He stopped talking to Ye Wufeng.

Seeing here, I bowed my hands and said goodbye.

After Da Shao left, old Wu stopped his cigarette bag, and the turbidity in his eyes faded instantly, just like a pair of bright stars, shining everywhere. "Interesting, the spirit sea is level 7, but the body is comparable to level 9 holy ware, and he also has the power of primary will. He should be a proud demon who can challenge beyond his level. What an interesting little fellow."

"I didn't expect Erya, a little girl who is out of tune. She has a good eye this time. This kind of evil should be transmitted beyond the level." But old Wu didn't know that it was just the result of Erya's fear of random transmission.

Ye Wufeng sat by the pool and unfolded the map to watch. The top three characters were "kuntian city". Looking down, he was dazzled by the signs of Danding Pavilion, Shenbing square, arena, Jubao building, pet animal shop, task hall, mercenary alliance, auction house, rule stele forest and so on. "Hey, it's really a city. How should we start?"

I can't help scratching my head. It's much more complicated than the following floors. It's not just to fight and earn points. I'd better go to Jubao building to see if I can find some treasures I lack.

After a while, a magnificent three story octagonal building appeared in front of us. It was very lively with people inside. A man like a waiter greeted him, "excuse me, this guest, what can I do for you?"

"Is there a top treasure of gold, water, wind and Japan for sale?"

The man's eyes brightened. It seems that this is a big customer. "I don't know if the new Jiutian Fengling meets the needs of the guests?"

"What is it? To be specific." As soon as you listen, you can't help but be interested.

"The vigorous wind above the nine days produced wisdom, which was caught by the emperor Yangyan. It is now posted here for sale."

Then the man took out a cage, which was covered with talismans. Inside, a little elf, with green hair and sharp ears, hid in the corner in panic and looked around in fear.

Seeing the spirit of the wind, ye Wufeng frowned and looked unhappy. "Are you kidding me? What I want is the treasure of the wind attribute. What's the use of taking out such a weak and half dead little thing?"

"This... This is the favorite of the wind between heaven and earth. It is very difficult to capture. Where he is, the wind element will be very active. Cultivating the wind element with him will get twice the result with half the effort." The man explained quickly.

"It's only so useful. It's too far from Zhibao. It's still a waste." After thinking for a while, I'm still not interested. What he wants is a treasure of wind attributes that can increase combat growth.

Then a weak voice came, "I, I'm not a waste." The wind spirit looked at Da Shao and said with a cry.

Ye Wufeng was very surprised. When he looked at it, his voice was very small, but there was a firmness. Under the gaze of big and young, the elf was scared to step back, but his eyes did not flash away. His young face showed a kind of stubbornness and persistence.

Seeing her eyes, ye Wufeng's heart was not touched for a while. Once he looked at the sky alone and shouted, "I'm not a waste." The same stubbornness, the same persistence.

The little boy gently exhaled and smiled at the elf, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, you're not a waste."

The wind elf was surprised. He was stunned, and an inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes.

Then he looked at the man, "what price? I'll take it."

The man who thought he was yellow looked at the twists and turns, and the guest asked again. He quickly said, "a thousand souls."

Ye Wufeng was stunned. What is needed here is neither integral nor Lingjing. "What is the lingsui?"

As soon as the man heard this, his bright smile slowly turned cold and scolded, "boy, where are you from? You dare to come to Jubao pavilion to amuse me. You don't even know what it is. You dare to pick and choose here. You don't want to live."

"Tut Tut, I found that it was the waste of Linghai. I don't know how you got into the four storey tower. Get out quickly." With that, the man exuded the king's authority and slapped him. He was called by a boy in Linghai for a long time.

Ye Wufeng is as heavy as water. This guy wants to fan himself.

"Die." Big and little appeared in front of him in a blink. His left hand stretched out and grabbed the man's neck. He picked him up like a chicken. The right hand raised his hand with two big mouths.

"A little king level one dare to do less to Ben!"

The man was beaten silly at once, and then shouted at the top of his voice, "come on, someone is making trouble in Jubao building."

In an instant, a group of thugs surrounded him and said they were going to suppress him.

"Hum, I've seen the style of Jubao building." A little angry, "the separation of the wind."

Suddenly, a group of people appeared out of thin air, one by one. These thugs were pinched and lifted up.

The scene became chaotic. No one thought that someone dared to do it in the Jubao building, and a group of kings were so easily caught in this way by a Linghai realm. Seeing so many people in the Jubao building being carried away and pedaling disorderly, the onlookers wanted to laugh and dared not laugh.

"You..." the arrogant man at the beginning was frightened. He already knew that it was broken. He thought it was a soft persimmon, but unexpectedly it was a big iron plate. "You let us go. This is Jubao building, not where you can be wild."

Ye Wufeng looked at him coldly, "you haven't answered my question. What's the soul marrow?" The left hand tightened intentionally or unintentionally.

The red faced man couldn't help struggling, "the spirit marrow is a common currency. One spirit marrow is equivalent to a thousand spirit crystals, and one Spirit Crystal is equivalent to a thousand spirit stones."

"Oh, I see. Then you can die now." The faint murderous spirit emitted by Dashao directly shrouded the past.

The man's face was gray, and the smell of death had filled his heart. "It's over. This madman really dares to kill himself here."

"Stop, stop, please show mercy to this guest." A round object rumbled in front of Da Shao.

Ye Wufeng looked carefully. It turned out to be a person, but it was too fat. The whole thing was a big meat ball, "who are you?"

The meatball squeezed out a smiling face, "my surname is Qian. I'm the shopkeeper here. This guy offended the guests. I'll punish him severely, but after all, the crime can't die. Please show mercy to the guests."

I thought for a moment, "yes, I'll let him go." In fact, he didn't intend to kill this time. As soon as he raised his hand, he threw the man out.

The man kept climbing, "shopkeeper, you have to make decisions for us. This boy is here to make trouble in the Jubao building. No one dares to beat people here. This is hitting the face of the Jubao building. We must kill him and not let him go out alive."

Ye Wufeng's face began to become ugly and his murderous spirit condensed again.

"Pa..." a loud slap on the face. The man flew out of the Jubao building with a spin. The money palm counter sank like water. "You're fired. You're not allowed to appear in the range of the Jubao building in the future."

"We don't need a fool who doesn't have any eyesight."

As a businessman, shopkeeper Qian's greatest strength is his eyesight. A young man who can kill a group of kings in the spirit sea can't think about it. He must be a peerless Tianjiao. It's a fool's job to make enemies with such a guy.

Then he smiled, "the guest doesn't know what you want to buy? As an apology, our store will give you a 10% discount."

Ye Wufeng can't help but feel cold. He is worthy of being a businessman. His face has become so fast. It was still a cold winter in April and September. Now it's march in spring, and he only gets a 10% discount. He's really stingy.

"I want to buy this wind elf, but I have no soul."

"This... Guest, we run a small shop..." shopkeeper Qian looked embarrassed.

I didn't say I wanted to take it for nothing. Don't you accept the holy instrument Then he took out a high-level holy instrument and threw it, "is it enough?"

Shopkeeper Qian hugged him and looked intoxicated, "enough, enough, enough."