The abrupt sound of the sound broke the deathly silence, and like an echo, it spread everywhere in the city.

Due to the heavy pressure brought by the two major forces of the human race outside the city protection array, all the blood clan cultivators felt like they were overwhelmed by a stone. The sound of this voice was like a tense drum skin in everyone's hearts suddenly trembling.

"The cloak is a Terran monk!"

And when you understand what it means.

"Boom!"

Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes looked at each other, and all of them fell on a figure in a cloak on the stone street.

Including the old man of the dry cliff in mid-air and many Acropolis city lords, they all looked at it with both eyes.

Dongfang Mo was horrified in his heart, because he had cultivated his ear power, even if the voice was deliberately suppressed, and even changed his voice, he immediately judged that the person who spoke was Gongsun Tu.

"Damn it!"

The killing of Gongsun disciples has been intense to the extreme.

But now that he was watched by tens of thousands of people, there were nearly a hundred divine senses in mid-air, and they were invading in waves, sweeping over his body, making him unable to move.

Among the crowd, an ordinary-looking blood girl, a blood clan man, and an ordinary blood clan youth all grew their mouths in horror, and they were overwhelmed by this sudden scene.

The three of them were Jiang Zixu and others, and they naturally understood that they must have been the ghosts of Gongsun Tu. It's just that I didn't expect him to be so bold, if Dongfang Mo shook out all their whereabouts, everyone would definitely die, and now for Gongsun Tu, several people can be said to hate it to the core.

"Wow!"

The next moment, a cry sounded from many blood clans, and a monstrous wave was set off in their hearts.

How could there be a human race in Dry Cliff City?

Many of them reacted quickly, and as soon as their bodies moved, they rushed towards Dongfang Mo.

The compass in Dongfang Mo's hand has long been held to death, although he can't teleport out of the city protection array, it is still possible to teleport in the city, just want to escape from the encirclement of everyone, and then think of other ways.

"It's coming, three breaths at most."

Just as the compass had already inspired a white light and was about to envelop him, in front of him, a thin figure appeared silently.

This person is the old man of the dry cliff.

Among all the people present, his cultivation is the highest, but even if his divine sense sweeps it, he can penetrate this cloak, and it seems that there is still a mask on this person's face, blocking his detection, so he has to take action himself.

"Stand down!"

As soon as the old man of the dry cliff appeared, he looked at the dozens of blood clan monks who rushed around him, and spoke lightly.

When the words fell, everyone only felt a shock in their hearts, and at the same time, dozens of figures were bounced back by a momentum.

Seeing this, the old man of the dry cliff turned around and looked at Dongfang Mo with a casual wave of his hand.

"Whew!"

A light breeze swept by.

Dongfang Mo could feel that there was a destructive force hidden in this wind that could tear him apart, but it seemed that the thin old man in front of him deliberately protected him, and the light wind only blew his cloak away, revealing a cheek with a mask without holes. At the same time, the surrounding teleportation white light was also blown out, and the teleportation was interrupted in an instant when it was about to take its last breath.

Dongfang Mo was shocked in his heart, and when he raised his head, he was facing the cold gaze of the old man on the dry cliff.

"Take your mask off!"

An undoubted majestic voice sounded, and in an instant, Dongfang Mo only felt that his body was shaking, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and it was extremely hot.

"It's over!"

He knew very well the gap between himself and the old man in front of him, he could slap hundreds of people to death, and he couldn't even have the slightest intention of resisting the old man of the dry cliff, because he knew that everything was in vain.

Thinking of this, he slowly suppressed the Burning Heaven Killing Intent against Gongsun Tu in his heart, and tried to keep himself calm.

In the eyes of tens of thousands of blood clans, as well as the big array of protecting the city, the Gongsun family and the Brahmin monks, they raised their hands, put their five fingers on the mask, and the next moment they gently took them off, revealing an ordinary human face.

"Wow!"

This time, tens of thousands of blood clans were in an uproar, and the sound echoed in the city.

Even the two major forces outside the city protection array, the old woman and the middle-aged man looked at each other in surprise, obviously not understanding what was going on.

"Terran!"

"It's a damn Terran."

"Kill him!"

The eyes of many Blood Clan monks were red, and they looked at Dongfang Mo to reveal their murderous intentions.

"Yes, kill him!"

"Lord of the city, sacrifice his blood."

Many Blood Clan monks spoke.

But the old man of the dry cliff was unmoved, under his still cold gaze, Dongfang Mo only felt a little stuffy in his chest, and he was overwhelmed by a breath of air.

But the more this happened, the more he told himself in his heart to calm down. So his eyes narrowed, and he tried to meet the gaze of the old man of the dry cliff.

Seeing this, the old man of the dry cliff was slightly stunned, and after a few breaths, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahahaha...... Junior, the courage is good, let's say, who else! ”

After the laughter, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Dongfang Mo and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo was stunned, and immediately understood what the old man of the dry cliff meant, he should think that he still had accomplices.

At this time, Nangong Yurou and the others who were hidden in the blood clan looked at Dongfang Mo's heart and beat wildly, if he confessed himself and others, then several of them would also be in a catastrophe.

"Don't try to deceive the old man, because if you dare to tell a lie, I will search for your soul!"

The old man of the dry cliff narrowed his eyes.

Dongfang Mo's thoughts in his heart turned quickly, knowing that this person was an old monster who didn't know how long he had lived, if he played any tricks with him, he might not even be worthy of lifting his shoes.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said:

"No, I'm the only one."

He knew that with Gongsun Tu's despicable character, if he was confessed, Nangong Yurou, Jiang Zixu and others would definitely be exposed.

Although he is not a good person, he has his own principles. In today's situation, he clearly understands that whether he recruits or not is a dead end, naturally he will not confess Nangong Yurou and others, as for him to search for souls, then he can only take one step at a time, and it is a big deal to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

"Oh?"

The old man of the dry cliff chuckled lightly and looked at Dongfang Mo, he was able to find seven or eight flaws in him who told lies, and this son still had a strong character.

But none of this matters now, as long as he knows that there are Terran monks in Dry Cliff City.

After a while, he didn't immediately search Dongfang Mo's soul, but suddenly closed his eyes, and a powerful divine sense swept out again.

Counting the hours, his divine sense swept back and forth in the city four or five times.

"Hey, there really was one who slipped through the net, and I almost cheated on me."

So he opened his eyes again and looked into a corner of a stone building.