Chapter 1508 Dongding City

“Who are you, and why did you break into my Tyrant Holy Land mining area?!”

One of the three old men in front of him shouted and asked. He looked at the figure shrouded in gray robes with great vigilance.

His appearance was too weird. The world of Penglai is extremely strange. Space and heaven and earth are connected together and cannot be broken. Therefore, even people like Liu Canyan brought Feng Hao with him last time. While escaping, you can't break through the air!

Unless there is a teleportation array, it is absolutely impossible to travel through the air.

And this gray-robed figure appeared quietly and silently at the center of the chaos. Is this a coincidence, an accident, or some other reason?

These three elders of the Tyrant Holy Land did not dare to underestimate this figure, because they were shocked to find that they could not detect the reality under the cloth robe.

This shocked their hearts immensely, because they could sense that this was just an ordinary gray robe, but there was a layer of energy obstruction inside it that they could not Exploration.

This proves that the people who came are not simple, so that they dare not act rashly, as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

At this time, the Holy Son of Tyrant has also come close. He is standing there, surrounded by divine light, floating down layer by layer, not touching the world. At this moment, he is also looking at it in amazement. Man, however, has no words.

But the gray-robed figure paid no attention to them and walked around the light net, tapping it occasionally, as if confirming something.

The Tyrant Holy Son and others could only watch, unable to take any action, and did not dare to stop them.

"Chi!"

Abruptly, the man in gray robe took action, stretched out a skinny palm, and grabbed it directly towards the shining light network. , this is like a devil's claw, with just a slight stroke, the bright light network breaks open, and the blood-red air rushes out directly from the crack.

　"Roar!..."

This is a monster made of condensed blood. It is full of evil spirits and spreads an aura of ancient wilderness, which is particularly shocking. People's hearts.

Its red single eye looked directly at the gray-robed man in front of it, its blood became even richer, and it seemed to feel a strong crisis.

"Zhizhi..."

The man in gray robe still stretched out his skinny palm and grabbed directly at the mass of blood, very casually, without doing anything at all No preparation, but the originally fierce monster couldn't break free from this palm and was caught.And it slowly became smaller, and was finally taken into the robe by the man in gray robe.

This scene deeply shocked everyone. Even Feng Hao, who was walking, stopped and stared at the actions of the man in gray robe with his mouth open.

"Who are you?"

The Holy Son of Tyrant asked. Although he pretended to be calm, everyone could still listen to his words. Expressing a feeling of fear.

This man in gray robe is so terrifying. The formations prepared by the three elders were directly destroyed by him, and he was able to easily subdue this monster derived from the mining area. All of this was It shows that this gray-robed man is terrifyingly powerful.

"Don't dig your own grave!"

A dull voice with a warning sounded. Under the gray robe, there was a pair of cloudy eyes, and he glanced at The Holy Son Tyrant glanced at the three elders, waved his sleeves, and a burst of light flashed before disappearing without a trace.

Although he left, those words still echoed in the same place, as well as the sinister mine, all proving that what happened not long ago.

“Who is this person?”

Everyone was asking, with shocked expressions in their eyes.

This man in gray robe is too terrifying. He appears and disappears like this, leaving no trace. No one even knows what his motive is for appearing here.

"Could it be that...he is here to take away that monster? What is the purpose? To kill, or..."

Feng Hao lit up his purple pupils, Still unable to catch any traces, I sighed in my heart, put my foot down, and quickly flew towards the city not far away.

At this time, there are figures everywhere in the sky, far and near. Even in the city, there are many strong people, all paying attention to the developments in the mining area of ​​the Tyrant Holy Land.

The ancient city is majestic and unique in shape. It is round and looks like a tripod from a distance, but its three legs are submerged underground and stands in the middle of this desolate mining area. It seems to give people a strong visual impact, like protection? Like repression? Eternal years have passed, but the ancient city remains the same, immortal and immortal, but there is still a mysterious meaning spreading in all directions.

“This is a city?”

Feng Hao was a little in disbelief.

The ancient city in front of us is extremely huge and can easily accommodate hundreds of thousands of people. However, it is like a round tripod. There are lines on the walls of the ancient city, and from time to time a star or a little bit flashes through it. The cyan light seemed to have a mysterious feeling, and it made Feng Hao deeply moved.

This city is a little strange. It turns out to be a tripod. I don’t know who designed it. It makes people a little confused about his intention.

East Ding City!

The city remains true to its shape.

However, Feng Hao did not delve into the origin of this ancient city and entered the city directly.

At this moment, there are relatively few people in the city. Most of them have left the city because of the changes in the Batian Holy Land mining area. But now, many people are slowly returning to the city. During that time, in Feng Hao's ears, most people were discussing what happened just now.

Of course, he also heard some rumors about himself in some restaurants...

After all, being able to attract the two overlords of the Eastern Region is already a feat. .

In addition, he also heard about a grand event.

The largest auction house in Dongding City will hold its once-in-a-decade auction in four days.

This auction house is called Xuanling Auction House. It can be seen that the backstage of this auction house is the two giants in the Penglai world, Xuandao Valley and Lingxiao Peak!

Once every ten years, it naturally attracts people from the Eastern Region and even other regions to come and watch the ceremony. Therefore, at this moment, in Dongding City, you can see powerful figures passing by everywhere. Their weapons Yu Bufan is like a god, with stern eyes, long strides, and is looked up to by the world.

"No wonder the Holy Son of Tyrant appears here..."

Feng Hao was a little enlightened, and most of the worries in his heart disappeared.

At least, Holy Son Tyrant did not appear here after finding his whereabouts.

"She...won't come too, right?"

A graceful figure flashed through his mind, making him twitch the corners of his mouth slightly and eyelids. Jump straight.

Huangfu Wushuang, if he met this person in the city, I'm afraid he would be in trouble again.