Chapter 3634： Grab my stuff? (1/2)
After Chen Feng finished listening, he raised his brows.
Normally, he wouldn't care, but it involves the fragments of martial arts techniques, which are the resources he needs most now.
This can't help him not care.
Chen Feng looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw a middle-aged man in his forties who was stopping a warrior with a smile.
The martial artist who was stopped by him was the nine-star martial emperor, and his cultivation was considered quite powerful.
But at this time, his robes were still stained with blood, and his whole body was murderous.
What's weirder is that in this murderous aura, even more ghost aura comes out.
There was a burst of turquoise color lingering beside him, that turquoise color turned into bursts of ghosts from time to time, and in the air, there was even the hideous face of evil ghosts constantly flashing.
The look on his face was also quite painful, obviously suffering from the torment of those evil spirits.
Chen Feng raised his eyebrows, and probably guessed it.
This person, I'm afraid that he just went to explore a place like a tomb.
This arrogant man was in pain, and was impatiently preparing to enter the Seven Star Auction.
Being stopped by someone at this moment was very impatient.
He looked at the thin middle-aged man, and said impatiently: ”How do you know I have fragments of martial arts techniques?”
The thin middle-aged man showed a strange expression on his face, his eyes rolled, and he laughed in a low voice: ”This brother, when you see the ghostly spirit lingering around you, you know that you must have explored something powerful recently. Tomb.”
”Weird and unpredictable, it may be a large tomb left by a strong man in ancient times.”
”In this large tomb, there are these ghost mists, right?”
The rough man raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, and said, ”Go on.”
”Like such a strong man, there are usually those powerful martial arts techniques that the strong man used in his lifetime.”
”It's just that through these tens of thousands of years, those powerful martial arts techniques have either absorbed enough the spiritual energy of the day and turned into another existence.”
”Either, it's rotten and shattered!”
”Yes.”
The rough man said coldly: ”I explored the tomb left by a certain Martial Emperor Realm powerhouse 30,000 years ago in a place in the Eastern Desolation two months ago.”
”but……”
He sneered and said, ”So what?”
”Those pieces of martial arts techniques, maybe I look down on them, maybe they were snatched away by others!”
”how come?”
The thin middle-aged man smiled, and said, ”You have blood stains on your body. Obviously, you have killed a lot.”
”But besides the ghost, there are no other injuries on you.”
”This means that these injuries on your body are mainly caused by the ghosts in the tomb.”
”Your companions didn't have any influence on you.”
”Presumably, you killed them all.”
When he said this, his tone was already aggravated, and he whispered: ”Since you have killed them all, the good in the tomb will naturally be swept away.”
”Those pieces of martial arts techniques are quite embarrassing, but in these days, you must also know the news that the Seven Star Auction House is buying those things.”
”How can you not collect all the pieces of martial arts techniques?”
”Brother, you say, don't you?”
As he said, he smiled.