Dou Po: My disciples are all worthy of Emperor Dou Po

Chapter 814 The Auction Field in the Ancient Palace!

These are just the two gatekeepers who have reached the level of a six-star Dou Zun.

A strong man of this level, even if placed in Tian Mingzong and the current mercenary guild, is enough to be a guest of honor, but he did not expect to be here to guard the gate.

It can be seen from this that the space fair here is of such a high standard.

Seeing this scene, Qinglin immediately restrained herself a little, realizing that this is not a place where she can be allowed to mess around at will.

"Not everyone can enter this Ancient Treasure Pavilion, only those who hold invitations from the three major sects can enter!"

Liu Ling smiled slightly and explained: "If it is not for the strong and influential people who are worthy of the trust of the three major sects hosting the space trade fair, they will definitely not get this invitation!"

"Do you have that brother?"

Qinglin asked.

"Do you need to ask, now in Zhongzhou, whether it is personal strength or influence, our senior brothers can be ranked in any of them!" The little fairy doctor said with a smile.

"Xian'er is right!"

Liu Ling smiled, walked directly to the gate, flicked her fingers, a red light shot out from her sleeve, and shot at the two old men, and was caught firmly by the latter, turning into a red jade post.

"Please!"

After receiving the red light, the faces of the two expressionless old men fluctuated slightly. They looked at Liu Ling and his party with cloudy eyes. In front of them was a jet black cloak.

"Most of the people who entered inside concealed their identities. After all, the wealth is not revealed. This thing is specially made by the three major sects, and it can defend against detection by others!"

Liu Ling explained.

Afterwards, the six of them put black cloaks on their bodies one after another.

After that, Liu Ling took the lead and walked into the attic filled with ancient atmosphere, followed by the little doctor and fairy.

Entering the attic, the attic is rather dimly lit, it looks ordinary, there is nothing unusual about it, and it also doesn't have the slightest sense of aura.

"Six, please follow me!"

While Liu Ling and the others looked around, an old man in gray walked quickly from one side, whispered something to the six people, and then walked towards the depths of the dimly lit pavilion.

"Let's go!"

Without hesitation, Liu Ling led the junior sisters to walk.

A group of people walked in the corridor of the pavilion for about a few minutes, and finally stopped in front of a bronze gate.

"It seems that this is our destination!"

Liu Ling said something softly, and then slowly pushed the ancient bronze door open.

A faint ray of light shot out from it, and Liu Ling didn't dodge it, and stepped in as soon as he stretched his footsteps.

Soon, an ancient hall about half the size of the square appeared in everyone's sight. There were many stone chairs in the ancient hall. At this moment, there were already many people sitting on these chairs.

The entry of Liu Ling and his party also attracted some glances, but then they moved away.

"There are many strong people here, let's try to be careful, otherwise, our conversation will be easily discovered by them!" Liu Ling said to the five junior sisters.

After finishing speaking, he found a seat and sat down. Six people sat in two rows, three people in one row.

"Wait quietly first, the trade fair here should start soon!" Liu Ling said softly, and even after closing his eyes, in his detection, he found that this place is only the peak of Dou Zun. There are more than a dozen strong people, and many of them are semi-sacred strong, as for the real fighting saint strong has not appeared.

(End of this chapter)