Think about it, our town is not big and there are not many residents. We are all ordinary people. We dare not go against the beasts, and we cannot even escape. Once we have the idea of escape, the demon servant can kill us in an instant.
With no choice, we can only collect ten boys and girls every year to give to the great demon, and today happens to be the day of memorial ceremony..." "So that's it!"
Ye Feng, who was beside him, listened quietly and already understood roughly.
Unexpectedly, there really is a big demon under the Bahuang Buddha Tomb, and the residents are asked to send ten boys and girls every year, which is extremely cruel.
"Demon servant?
So, you haven’t seen that big demon?”
The leader caught something and asked again.
"Where can I see it? It is a great demon from the wild. Who has the ability to see its true appearance? But we have seen its demon attendant with our own eyes.
Demon servant.
He is the servant of the big demon. To be precise, he is a headless man. He holds a square-shaped painted halberd. His strength is very terrifying. It is no exaggeration to say that he can level our town with one move. This way
How dare we resist!"
The old man looked fearful.
"so smart?"
The four of them still didn't believe it.
"Of course, I can still lie to you about this kind of thing. Four adults, do you also want to enter the Eight Wastelands Buddha Tomb?"
The old man asked tentatively.
"Why, it can't be done!"
One of them said.
"No, no, no..." The old man waved his hands quickly and said, "Four adults, it's not impossible, it's just that it's too dangerous. People from outside come here every day and enter the Eight Wilderness Buddha Tombs, but no one comes out alive, not even us.
The town has called in wizards with powerful powers, but to no avail.
However, four adults, if you really want to go, you can go to the Spirit Prayer Guild. There are some outsiders who form teams to go to the Eight Wastelands Buddhist Tombs every day. You can go with them. There are more people, more power, and it is safer.
a little!"
"Damn it, you dare to underestimate us, bang bang!"
The four people did not accept the old man's kindness at all, but slapped the old man on the face twice. The old man fell to the ground, wailing in pain.
"Hmph, what a great monster from ancient times and a demon servant? I want to see if the Eight Wasteland Buddha Tombs are really that scary. Brothers, let's go!"
The four of them were not afraid of anything and headed towards the Bahuang Buddha Tomb.
"Hey, it's four more guys who don't listen to advice. They deserve to die!"
The old man looked at the four people in front of him with a look of resentment and cursed in his heart.
"Prayer Guild!"
Ye Feng naturally saw that the old man was not lying. It was those four people who were too arrogant. If they died, they would not be able to blame others.
He inquired all the way and walked towards the Spirit Prayer Guild.
With his current strength, he really has no confidence in going to the Eight Wastelands Buddha Tomb.
It would be better to go to the Spiritual Prayer Guild and have a look. Maybe there are people accompanying him so that he can take care of him.
soon.
He arrived at the entrance of the Spiritual Prayer Guild.
It was an old and ancient building, like a temple.
There are relatively more pedestrians here, coming and going, either entering the Spirit Prayer Guild or coming out of it.
"I'll go, ants in the mortal realm!"
Passers-by on both sides were surprised when they saw Ye Feng.
"Really, this kind of ant dares to come here. What does he mean? He also wants to go to the Eight Wastelands Buddha Tomb!"
"I don't know whether to live or die. There are a lot of people like this nowadays. It's true that you want to get opportunities, but you also have to be self-aware. An ant who has broken through the mortal realm dares to come here rashly. This is the first time I've seen him!"
"Tsk, no matter what, it's best if this kind of person dies, so as not to waste air."
A flurry of voices reached Ye Feng's ears.
After all, the people who come to Qiling Town are all people with tyrannical cultivation. It is rare to see ants from the Mortal Realm come here. For them, it is too novel.
Ye Feng just smiled and remained indifferent to their discussion.
He entered the guild.
It was noisy inside.
Looking around, the space inside is extremely wide.
There were many monks in groups of three and two, each standing in one place. Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be recruiting members for the team.
"Come on, let's take a look. Everyone in our Wild Wolf team is an expert. They are good at the art of change, the art of earth shield, and all kinds of formations and magical powers. You only need 800 heaven-level third-grade spiritual crystals to join.
us."
"Come to us, we are cheap. Our Tianba team is both civil and military, and has all kinds of top-notch equipment. You only need 600 heaven-level second-grade spiritual crystals to join us."
"Tch, they can't do it, let me massacre the team..."...the endless voice rang in Ye Feng's ears.
Every team is a team.
Each team is trying its best to win over the monks around them.
A state like Ye Feng.
There are also those who win over.
As long as you give money, they will let anyone join.
Although Ye Feng is in the Extraordinary Realm, Bao Buqi is a wealthy man, so they will naturally not refuse the business that comes to them.
"Little brother, come to my side."
Immediately, there were many teams vying to win over Ye Feng.
"Eight hundred heaven-level spiritual crystals!"
Ye Feng naturally wanted to join them.
But when I heard this number, I was shocked.
Although it has a lot of rings on it, he doesn't have eight hundred heaven-level spiritual crystals yet. If it's an earth-level one, he can still get it.
"The recruitment fee is simply sky-high!"
Ye Feng muttered in his heart, turned around and left.
"Tch, he turns out to be a pauper!"
"No, it's a waste of my time!"
"Don't take a piss to look after yourself. An ant from the Mortal Realm wants to join the team. Who would recruit such a loser? What a dream!"
Seeing Ye Feng turn around and leave, the team members pointed at Ye Feng and taunted him one after another.
"Brother, please stay."
The moment Ye Feng walked to the door.
A voice sounded from behind.
Ye Feng paused and looked back.
I saw a man with an upright body and an imposing manner walking over.
"Brother, are you going to the Eight Wastelands Buddhist Tomb?"
The man looked friendly and asked.
"I think so too."
Ye Feng's heart moved.
"Great, we happen to be missing a team member here, how about inviting you to join?"
The man looked sincere.
"What!"
"Isn't that the boss of the Demon Slayer Alliance? He actually invited that kid to join them."
Hearing what the man said, the entire team behind them were all stunned.
An ant who has broken through the mortal realm was actually invited by the boss of the Demon Slayer Alliance.
They all stared in disbelief.
To know.
The Demon Slaying Alliance is the most powerful existence among these teams. Whether it is personnel strength or equipment, it is enough to crush these teams.
Especially the cost of recruiting teammates is the terrifying sky-high price of a thousand spirit-level spiritual crystals.
Not everyone can afford this kind of price.
Even if they could afford it, the people from the Demon Slayer Alliance wouldn't want it.
But now, the person they didn't want was personally invited by the boss of the Demon Slayer Alliance in the blink of an eye. They couldn't understand what was going on in the world.