Chapter 346: Hit the small ones, come out the old ones

The people of Misty City are incomparable, Pan Hong trapped Dongfang Yu with unpredictable magical powers, and the performance of another young monk in Misty City was even more surprising. He actually blasted a hill like a hill. An ancient bronze clock of the same size.
Amidst the deafening bells, the huge bronze clock was blasted directly towards the inn. The disciple of the Eastern family who had taken the shot, at the same time, was struck by lightning, his figure shook, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
The ancient bronze bell is closely related to him, and the ancient bell was greatly impacted, which naturally shocked him.
He desperately wanted to recall his magic weapon, but the punch of the disciple of Misty City was too great, and for a while, the huge bronze clock the size of a hill was out of the control of the disciple of the Eastern family. .
The ancient bronze bell glowed with glow, revealing huge power fluctuations. If it hit the inn, it would definitely destroy the entire inn in an instant.
The monks watching from a distance couldn't help exclaiming. Gu Fei, who was on the opposite street, was still not surprised by Gu Bo. He knew that the true powerhouse of the Eastern family had not yet come out.
Hit the small ones, and the old ones will naturally jump out.
Sure enough, when he saw that the ancient bronze clock was about to hit the wall of the inn, with a "touch!", the ancient bronze clock as big as a hill was blocked by an unpredictable force.
The huge clock seemed to hit an invisible wall, and the ripples visible to the naked eye spread.
At this time, the young master of the Eastern family had already slowed down and quickly pointed at the ancient bronze clock, which immediately flew back towards the young master.
The ancient bronze clock shrank as it flew towards the young master of the Eastern family, and was swallowed by the young master with his mouth open.
Obviously, this young master of the Eastern aristocracy was also a cultivator, and had already cultivated to the realm where he could put the magical instruments into his body.
The magical tools of a cultivator are meant to be nurtured day and night with their own true essence mana, and those who cultivate to a high level generally have the means to take the magical tools into their bodies.
The magical tool received in the body is not like Gu Fei’s melting weapon body, which can melt the magical tool into flesh and blood, but opens up a place in the body, and then wraps the magical tool with mana essence all the time. Practice it into a magic weapon that is closely related to yourself.
Disciple Pan Hong of Misty City and the others couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw that the ancient bronze clock was blocked. Obviously, a master was secretly taking action.
However, Pan Hong did not stop because of this. The black light that enveloped Dongfangyu was still shrinking, and everyone had long been unable to see Dongfangyu. The purpose of Pan Hong and others is very clear, that is, Liwei.
However, everyone was enough to hear Dongfang Yu's exclamation and roar, constantly coming out of the black light curtain. The black light curtain is very mysterious, it seems that it can be swallowed, blocking any power.
Dongfangyu was enveloped by the black light curtain that Panhong shot, and he didn't even have the power to fight back, and he couldn't support it. The other young masters of the Eastern family wanted to take action to rescue Dongfang Yu, but the people from the Misty City on the opposite side were staring at each other. As soon as they took a shot, the other party would definitely take action.
Suddenly, the two sides confronted each other and did not dare to act rashly.
At this moment, there was a chilling snort from the inn, and a terrible coercion immediately emerged from the inn, the weight of which made everyone breathless.
A black-haired middle-aged man walked out of the inn slowly, and saw this middle-aged man with a ruddy face and jet-black hair, neatly draped behind him, but his eyes were very vicissitudes, and His apparent age is obviously inconsistent.
"The old one is coming out." In the tea shop on the opposite street, Gu Fei secretly looked at the middle-aged man, and he secretly speculated that this was definitely a terrifying powerhouse.
The middle-aged man exudes a vague aura from all over his body, but this aura gives people a surging feeling, dignified as a mountain, bottomless.
"Enough!" The middle-aged man said calmly, and then he waved his hand, and the black light curtain covering Dongfang Yu immediately "chicks!" It broke apart with a little black light, and the black threads disappeared. In the void.
The spell was broken, Pan Hong shook his figure, took a step back, flushing on his face, as if drunk.
"Brother!" The disciples of Misty City couldn't help being taken aback, and stepped forward together.
The black light curtain burst, revealing Dongfangyu inside. He was already on the ground. The ground around him was shattered, and cracks spread all around.
"I have seen the ancestor!" The disciple of the Dongfang family quickly bowed to the middle-aged man in a very respectful manner.
"Unexpectedly, it turned out to be an old monster!" In the tea shop across the street, Gu Fei's heart stunned, and he secretly thanked him for not making a move.
According to his original plan, if this conflict between the disciples of Misty City and the disciples of the Dongfang family hadn't occurred, he would have gone forward to find the fault and test the fiction and reality of the Dongfang family, just like Pan Hong did.
A group of monks watching in the distance also whispered, "Ancestor", what is that concept? This middle-aged man is definitely a rare peerless expert.
"I have seen seniors!" Pan Hong's disciples from Misty City also put away their arrogant gestures, and said with a solemn expression to the middle-aged man.
In the cultivation world, all cultivators value only one thing, and that is strength. The weak will not be valued or even despised. However, the strong can be respected by everyone.
"Huh! The people of Misty City finally couldn't bear the loneliness. Wouldn't they want to be born?" The middle-aged man said coldly, the invisible coercion that made people palpitate.
A layer of cold sweat was already oozing out of Pan Hong's forehead, and he didn't seem to think that in the inn, there was a peerless powerhouse of the "ancestor" level.
"Senior joked, my Misty City is not hidden from the world, so how can I say that I was born?" Pan Hong said neither humble nor humble.
The middle-aged man’s eyes flashed an appreciative gaze, and he nodded secretly. This junior, it seems not easy. He said: "I don’t bother to care about your Misty City, but if I want to use my Eastern family to stand up, I think If my Eastern family is so deceiving, then it would be a big mistake."
"The teachings of the predecessors are remembered here. When I go back next time, I must tell them to the teachers below, so that they can know what the seniors mean!" Pan Hong said after hearing this.
"presumptuous!"
"Bold!"
The young masters of the Eastern family, seeing Pan Hong so rude, couldn't help but yell. Pan Hong's words actually contained a threatening meaning, which made the members of the Eastern family annoyed.
The middle-aged man smiled, and said disapprovingly: "The disciples of Misty City are really extraordinary. If Misty City's children are like you, it seems that Misty City wants to become the overlord of the Central Plains!"
The words of middle-aged people have profound meaning.
Pan Hong and the few Misty City disciples couldn't help but change their expressions. They knew that the middle-aged man's words clearly praised them, but they were actually meant to be heard by the monks who were watching.
Central Plains Overlord? Don't think about it, for thousands of years, I don't know how many amazing people have appeared in the cultivation world, and I have never seen anyone who can unify the cultivation world.
The middle-aged people said so, wouldn't it have pushed Misty City to the cusp of the storm and became the target of public criticism? Although Misty City is strong and ambitious, it dares not openly challenge the entire cultivation world.
"Senior, junior, etc. are leaving. I hope that next time I can discuss with the masters of the Eastern family." Pan Hong knew that he couldn't ask for it today, so he wanted to leave.
Heroes don't suffer from the immediate loss, this "ancestor" level old monster, I am afraid that a few of them can be pinched to death with a finger, and it is the kind of death that can't die.
"Very good, welcome to discuss, but, like today's things, I hope it will not happen again." The middle-aged man said indifferently, he seemed to be scrupulous, and did not want to embarrass these disciples of Misty City.
Pan Hong took a few juniors and left quickly. It seemed that they didn't want to stay in Beiling City anymore. They actually walked directly in the direction of the city gate. The monks who were watching quickly let them pass.
The middle-aged man also turned around and walked into the inn, where the excitement disappeared. The monks onlookers gradually dispersed.
"Unexpectedly, there was such a terrifying strong man from the Eastern family. I am afraid that the Northland will be in chaos." In the tea shop, an elderly monk sighed.
In the tea shop opposite the inn, Gu Fei was not alone. Several monks were also chatting in the tea shop, whispering what had just happened.
"Old Xu, don't talk about it, that kind of powerhouse is not something we can talk about. Be careful to be heard by people from the Eastern family and cause trouble." A middle-aged monk opposite the old man whispered.
"Yeah! So too!" The old monk named Lao Xu nodded and stopped speaking.
Gu Fei realized that the cultivation bases of these two monks were not high, and they had not even broken through the realm of awakening me. The path of cultivation is like tens of thousands of people crossing a single-plank bridge. After all, those who can achieve success are in the minority.
Especially for some casual cultivators, there is no good cultivation and there is no source of cultivation that can be used. If there are achievers, there will be fewer.
Look at the clothes of these two monks, these two monks should be casual cultivators.
Gu Fei paid the tea money and walked out of this tea shop. He changed his appearance and was not afraid that Dongfang Chen would recognize himself. At this time, Dongfang Chen's figure had already disappeared in the inn.
Today, Gu Fei's gain is not small. He knows that an old monster of the "ancestor" level has come from the Eastern family, and a peerless powerhouse of this level is terrifying.
Things seem to be re-planned. After all, there is an old monster sitting in the inn. I am afraid that as soon as he enters the inn, he will be spotted by this peerless powerhouse.
In the face of such a peerless powerhouse, he has only one choice, and that is-escape. Can't escape, there is only one end, that is-death!
Gu Fei looked at the inn opposite, pondered for a while, and then walked towards the city gate.