Chapter 2589: army builds up

"He is in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Soldiers, and he has stayed for a long time..." Little Pudding sniffed his nose slightly, and then said with great certainty.
"Did the Ghost King of Drinking Swallow go to Wanbing Tomb?" Feng Yixiu turned his head slightly, he didn't dare to act too much, so he didn't know much about his whereabouts, so he whispered in a low voice, "He's okay to run away. What is Wanbing Zhuang doing?"
"What else can I do? Looking for abuse..." Little Pudding shrugged and revealed the truth in one sentence.
Hearing this, Feng Yixiu also suddenly realized that the King of Wine-Swallowing Ghosts is a fighting maniac, and there are ancient heroic souls in the Wanbing Tomb, which is a rare opportunity for him to fight across eras.
"How long has it been since the drunken ghost king went to Wanbing Tomb?" Feng Yixiu asked impatiently.
"Since you left, he has gone to Wanbing Tomb by himself, and has not returned during this period." Little Pudding said seriously.
"In that case, the Ghost King has been staying there for more than a week, God has helped me!" Feng Yixiu secretly clenched his fists and said a little excitedly.
If the Ghost King of Drinking Swallows had been challenging powerful Heroic Spirits these days, he would surely have harvested a lot of ancient soldiers.
And with the character of the drunken ghost king, he would definitely disdain the challenge of a weak hero, and once they fight, they must be an existence with superior strength.
"The King of Wine-Swallowing Ghosts is looking for abuse, why are you so happy, Master?" Little Pudding tilted his head, puzzled.
"Let's not talk about looking for abuse or not, he must have a lot of ancient soldiers who have been conquered, so my pressure will be less soon?" Feng Yixiu smiled and said lightly.
"It turns out to be thinking about the treasure in the hands of others! But what if he doesn't give it to you..." Little Pudding put on a gesture that I understand, and said lightly.
"He's a big hero, so he's not so stingy. Besides, I'm his eldest brother, how can he not give face for this little work?" Feng Yixiu frowned slightly, and said seriously.
"You are so thick-skinned, you deserve to be my master!" Little Pudding gave a thumbs up and said with a smile.
"Go away! How can you be so hurtful..." Feng Yixiu rolled his eyes helplessly, as if he had thought of something, and asked, "By the way, did you have any influence in the ancient times?"
"That's natural. How can I say that my previous owner was the Golden Dragon King, and that was Seagod's biggest competitor. As the companion beast of the Golden Dragon King, who sees that I can't call me a rat?" Little Pudding raised himself arrogantly. Head, said loudly.
"Ha ha……"
Feng Yixiu didn't respond, just sneered blankly, as if he didn't believe that Little Pudding could have such a big face.
"What do you mean by that look? Could it be that you don't believe me?" Little Pudding was stared at by Feng Yixiu's weird eyes, and he complained.
"Then I'm going to Wanbing Tomb later. If your face is really that big, can you do me a favor?" Feng Yixiu held the little pudding in his palms and said with a smile.
"What... what are you busy?" Little Pudding suddenly became a little wary, and he seemed to regret what he had just said.
"In half a month, I want to subdue 10,000 heroic spirits. The stronger the better, can you do it?" Feng Yixiu looked at the little pudding in his hands with hope and asked softly.
"what?"
Little Pudding was so frightened that his eyes almost fell out, and the hair all over his body exploded unconsciously.
"Why do you have such a big reaction? Didn't you just say that you have to give face to anyone who sees you? Could it be that you are bragging..." Feng Yixiu said with some doubts.
"Actually, the face is not so great. There are 100,000 Heroic Spirits in the Wanbing Tomb, and it is impossible for all of them to give me face..." Little Pudding's aura suddenly weakened, and he said a little embarrassedly.
"I knew you were bragging, and I was discussing very serious matters with you. Can you be more reliable?" Feng Yixiu was not really angry, but the huge pressure made him a little irritable, and he unconsciously spoke a little bit. Strictly.
"You murdered me..."
Little Pudding was frightened by Feng Yixiu's appearance, weak and helpless, he curled up into a ball of fur, revealing only a pair of small dark eyes.
"I'm sorry... I'm a little anxious." Feng Yixiu also realized that his mentality was a little impetuous, and it was really inappropriate for him to put all his hopes on Little Pudding.
"It doesn't matter, I shouldn't be bragging..." Little Pudding noticed that this matter seemed to be very important to Feng Yixiu, and immediately stopped playing, but said with a serious face: "Although I did have bragging elements just now, But it's not completely bragging, at least among the real dragon race heroic spirits, most of them will give me face, and there are also some races that have a good relationship with the golden dragon, which will give me some face."
"Doesn't that mean that the vast majority of real dragons and heroic spirits will respond to your call?" Feng Yixiu's mouth rose slightly, and the haze on his face gradually dissipated.
"It doesn't mean that everyone will listen to me, at least I can prevent them from fighting each other as soon as they meet!" Little Pudding became a little more cautious, and he no longer dared to be sloppy in this matter.
"That's enough, let's go!"
Feng Yixiu nodded and turned his gaze towards the due east, where the Wanbing Tomb was located.
The Wanbing Tomb is different from the other three places of natural moat. It is not too far from the center of the Sea God Temple, which shows the importance of this location.
In order to save time as much as possible, Feng Yixiu used Kunpeng's wings to hurry, and he arrived at the periphery of Wanbing Tomb in less than an hour.
Since the Dragon Palace army was originally stationed at the base camp not far from Wanbing Tomb, when Feng Yixiu arrived at the periphery of Wanbing Tomb, the Nine-Colored Dragon King had already led the mighty Holy Dragon Legion to complete the assembly.
"Reporting to the young master, the army of true dragons has all been on standby!" The Nine-Colored Dragon King looked serious and bowed slightly.
Feng Yixiu looked at the Sacred Dragon Legion, who was waiting in full force. This should be all the troops of the Dragon Palace army. Seeing this, he couldn't help but feel a little moved. The Nine-colored Dragon King clearly knew the incomparable danger of Wanbing Tomb, and still chose to make a move without any effort.
"I asked you to assemble your elite troops, why did you mobilize all the horses?" However, after being moved, Feng Yixiu still didn't want too many fearless sacrifices. He had to be responsible for the soldiers of the Dragon Palace.
Hearing this, the Nine-Colored Dragon King also bowed his head and said nothing. He thought that Feng Yixiu would be angry because of this, but he still resolutely brought all the warriors.