However, when they saw a huge black iron door erected outside the Dragon Palace gate and the two figures standing on it, the eyes of many old antiques suddenly turned cold.
"Prince Chen, do you really dare to block the door?" Some people couldn't believe it and seemed to find it a bit ridiculous.
"Junior, get out of the way quickly, don't cause public outrage, your great talent will perish early!" Someone frowned and advised.
"Haha, I'm afraid today won't end so well." Some people looked playful and didn't think it was a big deal.
As more and more powerful figures entered the scene, the overwhelming spiritual pressure suppressed the water in all directions by dozens of feet.
But at this moment, the two people who were in the center of the storm, bearing the murderous intentions of the powerful, felt more relaxed than the other.
Jiang Xiaochen had an indifferent look on his face, as cold as if he had worked on the assembly line for ten years.
Jiang Chen held a small notebook and kept writing down the people who just spoke. He also took photos with his mobile phone and left video records.
"For those who were disrespectful to me just now, I will charge an additional 50% of the mental damage fee. You guys are too venomous. You even said that Jiang has low self-esteem!"
Hearing this, many old antiques burst into laughter.
"Haha, King Chen, do you really think it was a few days ago?"
"The chaos in Jishu has caused great changes in the world. Everyone's strength has changed day by day. Why don't you take a closer look at how far everyone present has come!"
"Little doll, do you really understand what so many eighth levels mean?"
Strength can indeed bring people confidence. Not long ago, a group of old antiques who were submissive in front of Jiang Chen and dared not speak out when all their gains were taken away, today became completely frustrated. They all spoke indifferently and had profound expressions on their faces. Measurement.
"I understand this. Having more than eight levels means that I will gain more today. As a businessman, you are testing me, Lao Deng, who are you looking down on?" Jiang Chen pointed at an old antique with a mustache in the distance with the Yin Divine Hammer.
The other party was carrying a crystal coffin about a foot long. Inside was a little doll carved in pink and jade, with a red string tied to its head. It was impossible to tell whether it was male or female.
"Why, are you pretending to be a vulnerable person while carrying a moron? You, Mr. Jiang, are of low quality and you can kill vulnerable people without fail!"
When the old man heard this, his old face darkened: "You are so disrespectful to humans and gods, junior, you will be in trouble in the future!"
After hearing this, many people around him showed fear and stayed away from the old man.
Unexpectedly, he turned out to be the legendary "Shen Cultivator". This is a very ancient profession with an extraordinary origin.
The so-called god is just an honorific. What he raises is actually "ginseng", but it is very different from ordinary "ginseng". No one knows the specific process, but many people have heard that it is necessary to cultivate a "human" "God", three hundred and sixty-five babies with specific birthdays are required.
And it's not enough for ordinary people, it must be the union of two cultivators, and a "spiritual baby" with a trace of spiritual power in the body after birth.
Many people took a few glances and realized that the old man was a bit unfamiliar. Maybe he was born specifically for the Dragon Palace this time. After all, "human gods" are also a kind of legendary monsters. If they can get the relics of high-level monsters, The body must have a wonderful function.
"You don't have to wait until tomorrow." Jiang Chen's calm voice sounded, making all the powerful people present feel a great pressure.
Many people quickly moved further away from the old man with a mustache.
They judged that the other party was a newcomer, and another basis was that he was too brave to dare to issue such a serious personal threat to this evil star.
"boom--"
An extremely powerful and evil aura descended, with majestic pressure that shook the heavens and the earth. A red ancient ghost hand poked out from the clouds, with a loud rumbling sound, caressing the sky, as if it wanted to wipe out everything in the world. Creatures.
Everyone's eyes widened in shock.
Ninth level!
One after another, the old antiques held their life-saving trump cards in their hands, while others retreated into the distance desperately.
However, the Netherworld Ghost Hand only targeted the old man with the mustache.
The other party's face had already darkened.
He really didn't expect that after a long time since he was born, young people today would have such hot tempers?
In two quarrels, the ninth level trump card was directly used.
"Damn it! I've been sleeping for too long, and I'm confused!" The old man regretted while gritting his teeth and showing his trump card.
Judging from the reactions of the people around him, they had long expected that this young man was not simple, but they were too impatient and became the first person.
"You don't have the ninth-level trump card alone!"
However, he was obviously not simple at all. He threw out an object, and a blood-colored ancient red formation formed in an instant, with the power to block the ninth level!
However, at this time, a figure walked out from behind Jiang Chen and bumped into him.
The Yin evil leader's body exploded to pieces, and a gash that was difficult to heal appeared on the bloody ancient formation. This made the old man with a mustache burst into tears, because the ghostly hand of the netherworld had wrapped up the power of world destruction and mercilessly photographed it.
With a loud noise, the ancient formation was completely shattered. The old man was swept by a palm and exploded into a blood mist. However, the crystal coffin on his back was not damaged and turned into a stream of light that went away. There was still blood energy intertwined on it, and the pieces were combined. An old man's body appeared.
The old man, who had saved his life and had a weak breath, didn't even dare to say harsh words. He just gave Jiang Chen a resentful look and ran away as fast as possible.
Jiang Chen didn't chase him. It would be easy to kill him. He was mainly afraid that these unqualified old people would evade fares once he left.
At this time, the audience became much quieter, and all the previous doubts and sarcasm disappeared.
One blow almost destroyed the ancient god-cultivator. This King Chen was indeed unfathomable.
At this time, the ghost hands of the underworld were still wandering in the clouds, exuding a monstrous evil aura, which made many old antiques dare not move rashly.
"Everyone, our famous underwater scenic spot in Kyushu - Dragon Palace is open for a limited time. One hundred high-level sacrifices only need one hundred to enter and visit!"
Before Jiang Chen finished speaking, the crowd was already in an uproar.
"Prince Chen, it seems that you sincerely want to fight with me!"
"Don't underestimate the world's heroes. If it gets too big, it won't end today!"
"One hundred pieces. Not many people here can take them out. Let's attack together. I wonder how many rounds King Chen can resist?"
A group of old antiques were completely furious and their faces turned dark.
Jiang Chen's asking price is a bit too exaggerated.
The original ten coins were accepted by everyone because they happened to have the remaining sacrifices, but no one could take out a hundred coins. If they were replaced by treasures of equal value, a group of old antiques would not be able to accept it. This is completely Take their lives!
"If you can't bring out such a small amount of sacrifices, why go on a trip?" Jiang Chen looked bossy, which made the group of people angry.
A group of old antiques looked at each other, their expressions darkening together. They had gone through a long period of time and survived to this day, relying on more than just dog food.
Someone stepped forward, exuding momentum.
More people followed.
Waves of fighting intent soared into the sky, and the terrifying pressure shook the clouds, causing countless large waves to appear on the sea.
Facing the notorious King Chen.
They actually chose to fight!
"Although Yangshenren was defeated by you, he was right in what he said. You don't understand what dozens of eighth-level people mean!"
Shocking pressure permeated the air.
Even if a real ninth-level person comes, I'm afraid he won't dare to trust him at this moment!
Moreover, some of these people were once the supreme powerhouses of the ninth level, and some may have hidden ninth-level trump cards. Their combined strength may really be enough to defeat a ninth-level supreme power!
