Chapter 820: The auction house in the ancient palace!

These are just two people guarding the gate, but they have reached the level of Six-Star Dou Zun.

A strong man of this level, even if placed in the Tianming Sect and the current mercenary guild, is enough to become a distinguished guest, but he did not expect to be guarding the door here.

This shows how high-standard the space fair here is.

Seeing this scene, Qinglin immediately restrained himself and understood that this was not a place where she could do whatever she wanted.

"Not everyone can enter this ancient treasure pavilion. Only those with invitations from the three major sects can enter!"

Liu Ling smiled slightly and explained: "If you are not a strong person and powerful person worthy of the trust of the three major sects hosting the space trade fair, you will never get this invitation!"

"Senior brother, do you have it?"

Qinglin asked.

"Do you still need to ask? In Zhongzhou now, no matter in terms of personal strength or power, our senior brother can be ranked in every category!" The little medical fairy said with a smile.

"Xian'er is right!"

Liu Ling smiled and walked directly to the door. With a flick of his finger, a red light flew out of his sleeves and shot towards the two old men. The latter caught it firmly and turned it into a red jade post.

"please!"

After receiving the red light, the faces of the two expressionless old men also fluctuated slightly. Their cloudy eyes looked at Liu Ling and his party, then they bent slightly, waved their sleeves and robes, and six black lights swept towards Liu Ling and his party, and then floated. In front of them was a jet black cloak.

"Most of the people who entered have concealed their identities. After all, their wealth is not revealed. This thing is specially made by the three major sects and can prevent others from detecting it!"

Liu Ling explained.

After that, the six people covered their bodies with black cloaks.

After that, Liu Ling took the lead and walked into the attic that was filled with ancient atmosphere, followed closely by the Little Medical Fairy and others.

Entering the attic, the light in the attic is quite dark, and it looks ordinary. There is nothing surprising about it, and there is also no sense of treasure at all.

"Six, please follow me!"

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

"Let's go!"

Liu Ling did not hesitate and led the junior sisters away.

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

"It seems that this is our destination!"

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

A faint ray of light shot out from it, and Liu Ling did not dodge. She stretched out her steps and stepped in.

Soon, an ancient palace about the size of half a square appeared in everyone's sight. There were many stone chairs in the ancient palace, and there were already many figures sitting on these chairs at this moment.

The entry of Liu Ling and his group also attracted some glances, but they immediately 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 saying that, he found a seat and sat down. Six people sat in two rows, three in each row.

"Just wait quietly for now. The trade fair here should start soon!" Liu Ling said softly, and immediately closed his eyes. During his detection, he found that this place was the peak of Dou Zun. There were more than a dozen strong people, and there were many semi-saints among them. As for the real fighting saints, they did not appear.