Chapter 481: Weird figure

Remember! When ordinary monks enter the city, they have to pay two entrance fees to the city. A team of dwarven soldiers set up a checkpoint card, which is responsible for charging. // Remember!
Compared with many powerful men, the repair of Zhang Yang's mid-level drought is not worth mentioning, but for many aboriginal mortals in the fairyland, it is also unattainable.
Therefore, when Zhang Yang swaggered over and put two spirit stones in the hands of the dwarf warrior, the dwarf warrior almost fell down on the spot, fell directly to the ground, and repeatedly scratched his head, returning the spirit stone back.
It turned out that all monks who were above the gods can enter the city free of charge.
Privileges exist wherever they are.
In the eyes of monks above the of transformation, the life of the dwarf warrior is not a life at all. An unhappy person can be killed at will, as long as he will pay the city master a small amount of spiritual stones in the future-because these dwarf warriors Are the private property of the owner.
Knowing these conditions, Zhang Yang shook his head with a bitter smile, put away the spirit stone, and walked into the city.
As soon as he entered the city, he felt a sense of restraint.
After tentative testing, it was found that, being confined within a range of tens of meters, it was impossible to go further.
Moreover, in the buildings around the street, the walls did not know what magic array was recorded, but the consciousness could not penetrate.
This made Zhang Yang slightly surprised.
"Should this senior come to our Demon Blood City for the first time? I don't know what service I need?"
At this time, a sound sounded in my ear. A young dwarf pulls a caravan. With a charming smile on his face, he looked at Zhang Yang.
At first glance, this carpenter's car is very flexible, with exquisite workmanship, which is in line with the craftsmanship of dwarven artisans.
Zhang Yang has seen this kind of caravan on the way. Or Fengmaiu (the most common domesticated creature in the fairyland, similar to a horse, but. It must be more than twice as fast as it is in size, strength, and speed). Or a strong dwarf pulling a cart.
The dwarf has fallen to a point where cattle and horses are in awe, and their situation can be imagined.
Zhang Yang also needs a tour guide, knowing that although these dwarves live at the bottom of society, their minds are relatively clever and they can provide convenience for themselves.
So I stepped onto the wupeng wooden car.
The young dwarf saw it. The smile on his face was even brighter immediately:
"Senior please sit down, little Ada is waiting. Remember! Don't know where the senior is going?"
"Walk around in Demon Blood City casually, if you can be satisfied, there will be so many spirit stones for you."
Zhang Yang said, with a wave of his robe, ten spirit stones fell into the pocket of Ada, the young dwarf.
The Demon Blood City covers an area of ​​a million miles, and under the effect of air and ban, it is necessary to walk around the city. It's not that easy.
After all, if Zhang Yang runs wild on the street, it will definitely cause many people to doubt and bring a lot of inconvenience.
It would be nice to use the caravan to cover it up.
Ten spirit stones. It was drizzle for Zhang Yang. However, Zhang Yang knows that his strength in the mid-level drought is very high for ordinary people in the fairyland, but it is not enough for real advanced people.
Therefore, I don't want to look too high-profile.
Rao is so, it has been beyond Ada's surprise. Ada was stunned first, followed by ecstasy.
"Thank you for your reward, Xiao must be satisfied with you wholeheartedly. To visit this magic blood city, choose a small one, you are the right person. Xiao grew up in this magic blood city from the bottom. familiar."
As he said, Ada had pulled up the caravan and started to run forward.
The strong muscles in the whole body, the footwork from long-term running exercises, and the wupeng car seem heavy, but the mechanism is flexible. After being pulled on, it is as easy as Ada.
Ada is obviously very experienced, and his running speed is not fast or slow, which allows Zhang Yang to clearly appreciate the scenery and style of the street.
The limited consciousness made Zhang Yang feel very uncomfortable at first. Looking at the bustling crowd around him and the bustling shops around the street, he felt a bit overwhelmed.
"Well! This blood city is quite prosperous. However, the prohibition of consciousness is too powerful." Zhang Yang sighed.
Although Ada was a humble dwarf, she was very talkative. This may be the result of long-term professional training of the driver.
After hearing the words, Ada immediately smiled and respectfully replied:
"That's for sure. Forbidden air forbidden, forbidden consciousness ... these are all necessary for a big city. And our demon blood city, especially in this respect. In demon blood city, the cheapest is ordinary Dwarf refiner. Arranging large forbidden air restraints and consciousness restraints requires only the guidance of a few master-level refiners, and can be completed under the operation of many ordinary dwarven refiners. Our dwarven refiner Means, naturally, is good. "
In Ada's tone, he was full of pride in Demon Blood City and Dwarven Cultivation Master.
Zhang Yang is hard to imagine. If the character of the dwarves are all the same, how could they be at the bottom of society because they are good at fighting?
Shook his head. These things are not something Zhang Yang should care about.
Without the assistance of the Divine Inquiry, Zhang Yang could only rely on the induction of the mysterious gray iron summoning power.
Zhang Yang has now merged 14 mysterious gray irons. The blood of the ancestors of the shamans is strong. If there is a mysterious gray iron around, but it is not sealed, Zhang Yang is confident, in the forty or fifty miles Within range, it can be sensed.
This distance is not long, but if you walk through the streets and alleys of the Demon Blood City, and the mysterious gray iron is indeed in the city, it is possible to find it-provided that the mysterious gray iron cannot be sealed. Otherwise, I'm afraid Zhang Yang just found his scalp and couldn't find it.
Zhang Yang is also betting.
His plan was to search the streets and lanes and find the mysterious gray iron, which is naturally the best.
If you can't find it, you can only give up temporarily. Make a note of this city and wait for it to become more powerful in the future.
The dwarf Ada is strong, good at running, and extremely fast. In a day, he ran thousands of miles on the continuous streets.
This is very rare for a dwarf who can only build a monk.
However, Zhang Yang was still a little dissatisfied. Because, at this speed, I am afraid that it will take several years before he can walk through this magic blood city.
Perhaps because of the dissatisfaction of the employer, Ada's face was embarrassed with shame.
"If the predecessors have a specific goal to go, they can take the magical teleportation array in the city. The number of magical teleportation arrays in our demonic city is extremely large, and can reach almost any location in the city, and the price is cheap. The route is free for an expert like your predecessor. "
Ada suggested.
For a city dominated by dwarves, building something as simple as a short-range teleportation array is really not a problem.
Zhang Yang shook his head.
Just kidding. Zhang Yang's sensing range of the mysterious gray iron's summoning power, but it is only four or fifty miles away, and it is impossible to ride the teleportation array.
It's getting late. With Zhang Yang's mid-level cultivation, there is no need to rest. However, Ada, the dwarf, ran all day on the continuous streets, which was quite exhausting.
More importantly, in the night of the Demon Blood City, there are few pedestrians on the road. If Zhang Yang chooses to hang out, it will undoubtedly look very eye-catching. It's okay for two days a day. If the time is long, it will inevitably attract the attention of some interested people.
The purpose of Zhang Yang is to quietly find the mysterious gray iron and quietly take it away without attracting anyone's attention.
After all, the mysterious gray iron is the remains of the savage ancestor, which is a taboo for insiders. If one knows that someone is searching for the remains of the savage ancestors, even if Zhang Yang is promoted to be an ancient ancestor, I am afraid that he cannot bear the wrath of the fairyland.
So, stay at night, and wander in the demon city during the day.
In this way, a year passed in a blink of an eye.
On this day, when Zhang Yang was wandering in the city as usual and trying to sense the call that might exist around him, suddenly, there was a vigilance in his heart.
Turning around, I saw a figure flicker in a nearby shop.
Zhang Yang frowned.
He was pretty sure, just now, that figure was staring at himself constantly.
It seems ... that figure is a little familiar.
However, Zhang Yang was quite sure that he had never seen that person.
As far as Zhang Yang's consciousness is concerned, as long as it is a person who has seen it, it is like writing it down. Now I see it again. There is absolutely no reason to recognize it.
But why did Zhang Yang feel a bit of hostility from that figure?
In fairyland, I don't seem to know people!
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Zhang Yang doesn't consider himself to be overly suspicious. This alertness, I do not know how many times have saved Zhang Yang's life.
However, Zhang Yang did not rush to leave the Demon Blood City, because in the Demon Blood City, fighting was prohibited.
The owner of Demon Blood City is a powerful man named Jinxian, and his men are extremely generals of Jinxian level.
The figure was sneaky, although Zhang Yang didn't see his strength clearly, he was sure that the other party would not dare to take the risk of violating the rules of the Demon Blood City to attack himself.
In the following days, Zhang Yang saw the figure again and again, and verified his guess. Every time I hid far and peeped at myself.
In the Demon Blood City where the scope of the release of the consciousness is severely restricted, Zhang Yang cannot determine who the other party is even if he has the heart. (Your support on this site is my greatest motivation.)
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