This is a coniferous forest, where ancient pines grow for thousands of years, each of which is as thick as a large mill. There are more than fifty kings of alien beasts, carrying warrior soldiers with bright armor. Wherever they pass, flying sand and rocks, animals back off.
Mo Chongji was sitting on top of a snake that had been cultivating for nine hundred years. The snake was over two meters in diameter and more than sixty meters long. It had a pair of snake-scale wings on its back. A large swath of poisonous mist spread out, causing the leaves of those thousand-year-old pines to wither.
Mo Chongji was also very excited. He never thought that he could have such a powerful mount, and his combat power would not be weaker than him.
"Lord God King, that Shi Zhenxiang is still alive. When his injuries heal, he will definitely come to hunt him down. How can he defend himself then?" Mo Chongji was a little worried.
Feng Feiyun is still sitting on the back of the big insect, and is refining the five thousand-year-old Scarlet Cloud Spirit Grass. To condense the second phoenix bone is not done overnight, not only to refine the Scarlet Cloud Spirit Grass, It is also necessary to use the spiritual energy of the spiritual core of the beast to assist. Feng Feiyun is now condensing the second phoenix bone day and night, and strives to condense successfully before he arrives at the Fengtian Department.
Feng Feiyun heard Mo Chongji's words, and said lightly, "As long as he arrives at the Fengtian Department, he, Shi Zhenxiang, can't make any big waves."
"But the Fengtian Division is also a tribe of people from the ancient border, and its strength is stronger than that of the Tianwu Division. There are a total of six division heads..." Mo Chongji said.
As long as the people of Gujiang can match the strength of the giants, they can be named "ministers", which is an honorary title, and they can have their own territory.
Feng Feiyun naturally knew what Mo Chongji was worried about. After all, the people of Gujiang were xenophobic, and Feng Feiyun was the God King of the Shenjin Dynasty. When he came to Gujiangfu, it would inevitably arouse the suspicion of the major ministers, saying If you don't buy it, they will unite to suppress him.
Feng Feiyun said: "No need to worry. Mo Junshi, you have informed the head of the ancient Jiangfu and the heads of the Fengtian Ministry in advance. They all already know the news that this king is going?"
The sad look on Mo Chongji's face could not be removed. He had traveled to the ancient Jiangfu and knew that the fierceness of these ancient Jiangmen was far from being as relaxed as those soldiers of the Shenwu Army, and said: "Yesterday, I used the Yufei Talisman to pass on the book, When the manor of Gujiang Mansion learned that Lord God King was coming, he was so happy that he didn't sleep well all night, and said that he wanted to personally welcome God King into Wushen Barbarian City."
The government office of the ancient Jiangfu was set up in the Wushen Barbarian City, but it was only a form. The people who really managed this piece of land were the six ministers of the Fengtian Ministry and the witch goddess.
Feng Feiyun said no more, and continued to refine the Scarlet Cloud Spirit Grass. The trip to the ancient Jiangfu would never be easy, and one point of strength was one point.
The supreme "Senluo Temple" of the evil way and the "Dark Domain", one of the three domains of the evil way, are both located in the ancient Jiangfu. What Feng Feiyun really cares about is these two forces, not the barbarian ministers of the ancient Jiangfu.
In the mountains and swamps, after a long journey for three days and 70,000 miles, he finally came to the territory of Tianwuman City.
Along the way, I encountered many small ancient border tribes, and Feng Feiyun told people to avoid them carefully, try not to have friction with the ancient border people, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.
Chen Daoran, the mansion owner of the ancient Jiangfu, led several county governors and officials of the government office, and waited early at the gate of the Wushen Barbarian City. It was not until 10 minutes after dusk that he saw a mighty army of gods and martial arts rising from the horizon. , The roar of a strange beast sounded, shaking the earth.
On the city towers of the Wushen Barbarian City, white animal bones were piled up. Between the animal bones, a group of ancient warriors were alarmed, thinking that it was an alien beast attacking the city. The meter-long golden divine crossbow has arrows like flagpoles, and if one shot is fired, even if it has been cultivated for six hundred years, the huge alien beast will be pierced.
Chen Daoran stood outside the city gate and shouted, "Bold, this is the arrival of the king of gods, so don't hurry to put away the crossbow."
Chen Daoran's cultivation is also very amazing, reaching the initial stage of a giant, he is the proud disciple of Taifu Dongfang Hanlin, which is equivalent to a person of the Silver Hook Clan.
His loud shout, containing the destiny of heaven, shocked the eardrums, and there was a cyan glow straight into the sky, and many ancient frontier barbarians were shaken to the ground.
"Hey, mansion master, it's not you who has the final say in this witch god barbarian city, what god king? I've never heard of it. I only know that a large number of powerful alien beasts are approaching. If these powerful alien beasts are allowed to enter the city, It will definitely cause immeasurable damage, and if you hurt the goddess, I'm afraid you, Chen Daoran, will be killed."
On the tower of the ancient city of Wushen, a man from ancient Xinjiang with black hair all over his body, more than four meters tall, playing with a giant axe weighing 100,000 kilograms in his hand, with heavy armor all over his body, sat on the top of the wall, his legs were spread, and his eyes were wide open. With a contemptuous arrogance.
If someone wants to enter through the city gate, they must pass under his crotch.
Chen Daoran was very angry and said: "Chang Dakai, don't think that you are the sixth master of the Fengtian tribe, so you can ignore the Lord God King. Is there a Shenjin Dynasty in your eyes?"
"Bah! In the eyes of Chang Dakai, there are only the Great God of Heavenly Witch and the Goddess. What dynasty, in Lao Tzu's eyes, it's just bullshit, bullshit." Chang Dakai didn't buy it at all, sitting on the city wall, watching the billowing in the distance Smoke and dust, the thick lips grinned, revealing two rows of large die, like a beast opening its mouth.
In the distance, Feng Feiyun was sitting on the back of the big insect Lin, looking at the black barbaric city wall in front of him, with a feeling of ancient vicissitudes, full of historical rhythm, as if it was a tens of thousands of years ago. The ancient city suddenly fell into this era.
I only saw the bones of the alien beasts piled up on the edge of the city wall, some of which were 80 to 90 meters high, giving people a huge sense of oppression, especially the alien beasts under the seat. Got a little manic, if it wasn't for Feng Feiyun's comfort, I'm afraid they all started to retreat.
There is a terrifying power in the barbarian city of witch gods, which makes these alien beasts dare not approach.
This was not the first time for Mo Chongji to come to Wushen Barbarian City, and he was still quite emotional, and said: "It is rumored that this Wushen Barbarian City is the tomb of the Heavenly Witch God, and has a huge Wushen power to guard this barbaric city. Even those unparalleled beasts in the 100,000 rivers and mountains would not dare to make trouble in Wushen Barbarian City, this is a place blessed by God."
Feng Feiyun opened his phoenix eyes and looked towards the barbarian city of the witch god. He saw a shocking atmosphere looming over the barbarian city. It was shaped like a human and a beast, reaching a height of 3,700 meters. Warhammer, but it has no head. It is covered with thick iron locks, and there is a blood-red sky above its head.
This is simply like the barbarian Holy Spirit in ancient myths and legends. A hammer can shatter a corner of the continent and destroy a dynasty at the click of a finger.
This is the atmosphere entrenched in the sky above the Witch God Barbarian City. It is atmospheric and majestic, and it is very intimidating.
Feng Feiyun put away his phoenix eyes, let out a deep breath, and murmured, "Perhaps this city of witch gods really has an extraordinary history, maybe it really belongs to a certain figure who roams the world. Body transformed."
Mo Chongji couldn't see the weather over Wushen Man City, so naturally he didn't have the strong shocking power of Feng Feiyun, he just stared at Feng Feiyun in surprise and said, "Sir God King is actually proficient in qi and star gazing. ?"
Feng Feiyun said: "I know a little bit."
Although Feng Feiyun said it very modestly, Mo Chongji was still quite excited and said, "Sir God King is really humble. To know that if you want to see through the weather, you need to be familiar with astronomy and geography, understand the cycle of heaven, the direction of the terrain, and the numerology of the avenue. Even the sun, moon, and stars must be studied deeply. I am afraid that even the ninth-grade wise masters may not be able to do this. There are probably no more than ten people in the entire Shenjin Dynasty who are proficient in qi observation. A wise man who is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, or a real person whose cultivation is connected to the way of heaven."
"Don't be afraid of the Lord God's jokes, I have studied astronomy, geography, sun, moon and astrology for more than 300 years, and I haven't cultivated to the realm of the Lord God, I can only vaguely see what some geniuses carry on their bodies. Weather, like this terrain, I really haven't touched an elephant at all. There are not a few people like me who know a little bit about qi, but they can raise their eyes like the king of gods. The person who can see through the aura of a big city is the one who is truly proficient in observing Qi, and there are only a few people in the entire dynasty."
Mo Chongji admired Feng Feiyun to the extreme.
Feng Feiyun didn't think there was anything special about this. After all, as long as he had cultivated the Phoenix Eyes, plus his research on the laws of heaven and terrain in his previous life, it would be easy to observe the weather and the stars, but he didn't expect that other people would See this as so sacred.
"Since Lord God King is proficient in qi observation and star observation, I have a word to respect." Mo Chongji said.
Feng Feiyun patted Mo Chongji on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Old Mo, why don't you tell me what you are selling?"
Mo Chongji and Feng Feiyun have been together for a long time, and he naturally knows that Feng Feiyun is easy-going, he smiled and said: "It is said that the goddess Tianwu has inherited the wisdom and magic of the great wise master Jingfeng, and she is also a wise man who is proficient in astronomical phenomena and geography. If the Lord God King can have an academic exchange with the witch and goddess, it may be of great benefit to this trip to the ancient border. As long as you can win the favor of the goddess, it is equivalent to winning the entire ancient border family. People's hearts, we will be more like a duck to water when we act in the ancient Xinjiang people."
"Haha! Academic exchange, okay! I like this word, it's up to you to arrange this!"
Feng Feiyun flew towards Wushen Barbarian City, and the timid face of the tea seller in Lingzhou City suddenly appeared in his mind. She shyly rolled up her naked body, and bowed her hands with both hands, like a little girl. Like a quail, he cried and begged, "Master Feng, please, I'm still young! Just let me go..."
Now this poor girl has become the spiritual leader of the entire ancient Xinjiang tribe. The famous celestial witch and goddess said that the female university has changed eighteen times. Feng Feiyun really wants to know what this little girl has become now.