Chapter 216 Tianfu Hall Pengkonghou

"You have a lot of sense." After thinking about it carefully, Xiaoling nodded and turned to the Haolongtian behind him who was looking at him and said, "Hey, old man, can you feel the entrance to the tomb?"

Hearing Xiaoling's name for Haolongtian, he almost fainted on the spot.

However, Haolongtian seems very indifferent. It seems that he has long been used to the name Xiaoling.

As soon as he heard Xiaoling ask himself, Haolongtian immediately showed joy. Nuo replied, "This boundary of the Wuhuang site is exquisitely designed and set up with natural terrain. Even I can't find the exact location, but I can guarantee that when the site opens, I will be the first to be in front of these people. OK, come in."

"Who wants to go first? I'm here just to see the fun." Xiaoling gave Hao Longtian a white look.

"If you can say such arrogant words, it seems that Yingri should not call you brother, but should call you a senior." From Hao Longtian's tone, Ying Ri clearly felt that he did not pay attention to the people here. Of course, it also included Ying Ri.

Hao Longtian immediately replied, "It's just a few years."

What Ying Ri just said to Xiaoling has already made Haolongtian have a good impression on him, so now Haolongtian has no murderous intention and cold expression at the beginning.

"How many years have it been? Is that all?" Xiaoling on the side immediately complained, which was also the real reason why she could not have a good impression on Haolongtian.

Even if Hao Longtian still looks like a handsome teenager, it can't change the fact that he is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years...

Hearing this in Xiaoling's mouth, Ying Ri suddenly felt a little speechless, and even the eyes of Haolongtian had some changes.

No wonder I just realized that Haolongtian's cultivation is definitely extraordinary. It turned out that he has lived for so long, more than a thousand years, that is to say, Haolongtian's current cultivation is at least above the level of Wuzong...

Only this possibility can explain why Hao Longtian is still so young after living for thousands of years.

A strong man with martial arts can get a longer life as his cultivation improves, so if he wants to live longer, he must constantly find breakthroughs in his cultivation.

For this reason, although many people on the unknown continent look not old, they actually live hundreds or thousands of years, or even thousands of years of old monsters. Haolongtian belongs to this situation.

When Ying Ri was surprised by the age of Haolongtian, there were bursts of exclamation in the deep and shady valley, and these exclamation were the strong people who were stationed here waiting for the opening of the Wuhuang site.

"It turned out to be the Pengkonghou of Tianfu Hall!"

After seeing the figure surging down over the valley, Ying Ri's face immediately sank, and there was a great hatred in his eyes.

Tianfu Hall is the culprit of the demon tragedy and the ultimate goal of leaving the demon world again.

Stepping on a gray roc, Pengkonghou's eyes were like carvings, shining brightly, his eyes were full of sword eyebrows, and the heavenly court was full. As soon as he came, it was like throwing a stone on a calm lake, which immediately made this originally quiet valley much more noisy.

At this time, everyone was also thinking about a question. What is in the Wuhuang tomb site? Pengkonghou, one of the twelve marquis of Tianfu Hall, was also attracted.

But because of this, these strong men who came to the valley are even more eager to try.

Maybe there are some unknown treasures in this tomb...

"Ha, ha... That's great, that's great, hahaha..." Suddenly, Ying Ri ignored the eyes of the strong people around him and looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"Hm?"

With a frown, Haolongtian's face showed a touch of vigilance, and his body moved to Xiaoling without a trace. From this laughter, he felt a trace of Yingri's deeply hidden murderous intention. Although there was only a trace, it could make Haolongtian's heart surge up a sense of uneasiness.

Hao Longtian hasn't met this feeling for a long time.

The laughter lasted for a long time, and then Ying Ri recovered from his madness, but his eyes stared straight at the konghou, and the corners of his mouth raised an extremely dangerous arc.

'Since I met this opportunity, if I can't grasp it well, wouldn't I be too sorry for the dead heroes of my demon clan? Isn't it? Yuntian's subordinates of Tianfu Hall are all elites!'

The sand soul ranks 24th on the list of different martial arts. When you practice to a certain extent, you can pour your own martial arts into the sand, thus manipulate the sand and loess for your own use.

Compared with some foreign martial arts based on the elements of heaven and earth, this kind of alien martial arts is much lower in terms of attack power, but it is not inferior in defense, and the special effect of manipulating sand can sometimes play some unexpected roles. In the battle, the strong man with the free sand soul is very So that you can change the geographical environment, so as to greatly improve your chances of winning.

He turned his head arrogantly, and Peng Konghou turned his eyes to the valley at this time. He was the only one who was incompatible with the atmosphere at the scene. He obviously felt that the young man did not seem to have much goodwill towards him.

However, Peng Konghou did not pay more attention to Ying Ri, but nodded to Xiaoling and Hao Longtian beside Ying Ri.

Xiaoling is the chief direct disciple of the patriarch of Baihua. Peng Konghou did not lose his identity, but what Ying Ri didn't expect was that Pengkong Hou also greeted Haolongtian.

After salvoting the Xiaoling, Pengkonghou's body floated up from Peng's body under his feet, and then the gray roc gradually turned into a middle-aged man wearing gray feathers.

"Pengkong, I didn't expect that Haolongtian was also here. Do you still want to set up a boundary to prevent others from entering the site?" After turning into a human form, the middle-aged man immediately opened his mouth and asked Peng Konghou.

Almost all the middle-aged man present except Yingri was shocked in an instant. Unexpectedly, the Pengkong Marquis of the floating hall had such a plan.

Staring at the burial dragon wall, Peng Konghou fell into a period of meditation. After a while, he said, "Since Elder Hao is also here, it is inconvenient for us to carry out our original plan again. We have to wait until the opening time comes and let's go inside to look for 'that'."

"Well, now?" The middle-aged man nodded.

"Now find a place to wait. By the way, please help me pay attention to that person. I think he seems to be a little different from others." Peng Konghou raised his finger and pointed to Ying Ri, who was still staring at him in the distance.

Of course, Ying Ri also heard the words from Peng Konghou, and the dangerous curvature raised at the corners of his mouth concealed cold murder.

Such a big fanfare attracted the attention of Peng Konghou, and of course, he had his own calculation in his heart.

However, there is another question in his heart at this time: who is this Haolongtian, and why even Pengkonghou, one of the twelve marquises of Tianfu Hall, has to call him a senior.

It seems that Haolongtian's identity is not simple...

It was not until Pengkonghou landed on the heels of a middle-aged man named Rifeng that he took his eyes off the former and returned to Xiaoling and Haolongtian.

"Sxiaoling, I have an idea. I don't know if you are willing to accept it or not?" His face calmed down, and Ying Ri immediately opened his mouth to Xiaoling.

"What's your idea?" Xiaoling replied.

"After the site opens, I want to enter with you and Elder Hao. There are many people and great strength. Even if we don't have that heart, it is also very good if we can finally get a few peerless treasures. The most important thing is that I am alone and have no partners, I'm afraid that I can't hold on much after entering. Long."

Xiaoling nodded like pounding garlic and said in favor: "This suggestion is good. This suggestion is really great. I finally don't have to face this old monster alone."

"Ling...Ling'er..." Hearing Xiaoling's words, Haolongtian's nose twitched, and he actually cried a little.

If you fall in love first, you lose first. Since ancient times, the hero is sad about the beauty. While sighing in his heart, Ying Ri patted Haolongtian's shoulder with some empathy, and the corners of his eyebrows trembled to the latter again.

Then, Ying Ri turned his head and said to Xiaoling, "I said Xiaoling, after all, Elder Hao is also a talented person, elegant, handsome and extraordinary. Why do you always call him an old monster?"

"It's wrong for you to call him an old monster?" Xiaoling immediately chok in response to the day.

After Haolongtian said this, he also rolled his eyes at Ying Ri. Then Ying Ri understood and changed his words, "Well, no, I mean, how can you be so cold to the Hao brothers?"

"Well, don't talk about this with me anymore. I have been at the level of Wushou for the past five years, and I haven't broken through to the King of Wu. What about you? You have reached the first level of King Wu at the youth draft, right? Have you improved one or two levels in the past few years?" Not wanting to be more entangled on this topic, Xiaoling immediately turned around and asked Ying Ri.

Just didn't wait for Ying Ri's reply, but Hao Longtian behind Xiaoling said with some inexplicable meanings, "King Wu is completely worthless for him now."

"Brother Hao, don't reveal my bottom, otherwise..." When he said this, he pouted to the spirit slave without a trace.

After seeing the action of Yingri, Haolongtian immediately did not say a word and retreated very sensually.

"Forget pretending to be mysterious." Xiaoling pouted, revealing the appearance of a little woman.

There was no response from Ying Ri, but the Haolongtian was almost scattered by Xiaoling's small action.