Chapter 914 Shadow Gate, Earth Pavilion!

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The icy voice of the black-robed powerhouse resounded in the ears of the monks again, causing all the monks, including the big men, to shudder.

This time, no one dared to ask any more questions, and they all sat back in their seats, daring not to act rashly.

However, the people in the venue have become a bit sparse. Many people wanted to forcibly escape, and were shot through the head by the red light shot from the iron gate, and the dead couldn't die any longer.

The strong smell of blood permeated the venue, making the atmosphere of the entire venue even more depressing.

The big figures of the major forces returned to their private rooms and sat down, their foreheads covered in cold sweat, and there was endless fear in their eyes when they looked at the auction table.

The strength of the two black-robed powerhouses has exceeded their imagination.

Even Daoist Linglong had his head blasted with a punch. I'm afraid that they might not be able to do anything to the two men in black robes together.

A faint sense of despair filled the hearts of the monks.

At this time, some cultivators looked at Zhang Ziling's private room subconsciously. When they saw that Zhang Ziling's private room was still intact, they all gasped, and their eyes were full of incredible.

When the two black-robed cultivators started to kill, all the big men in the private rooms rushed out of the private rooms, and everyone's private room had a hole.

And Zhang Ziling's private room is still in perfect condition, which means...

The two black-robed powerhouses suddenly started, without causing any emotional change in the lamplighter at all!

For a time, many people remembered the incident when the lanternlighter suddenly took the lantern back.

What's the connection with...

Some big figures began to think frantically, wanting to know the relationship between the lamplighter and the black-robed powerhouse.

The lamplighter has now become the savior in the hearts of the monks.

On the auction table, No. 36 had retreated to the farthest corner at an unknown time, looking at the backs of the two black-robed powerhouses in horror, his body trembling slightly from fear.

The corpses piled up at each exit of the venue made No. 36 feel sick.

"Owner,

Why do you want me to go to the dust house. "

"Don't call me master again. What I will do in the future is not worth calling you master again."

Suddenly, No. 36 remembered the conversation he had with that person.

Before that, No. 36 had never understood why that person would say such a thing. But when No. 36 saw the hellish scene in the venue and the two still sluggish women in front of her, she suddenly understood.

Chen Hua sat paralyzed under the auction table, looking desperately at the monks who were terrified in front of them, bloodshot in his eyes.

"Why, why... why did it become like this?" Chen Hua didn't understand, how could such a good auction turn into such a hell scene.

The so-called seventh auction item, the starting price is not one yuan at all.

It's... the lives of everyone in the Chen family.

Chen Hua clenched his fists, his eyes were full of hatred, and he gritted his teeth.

The black-robed powerhouses on the auction platform didn't seem to care about the mood changes of the crowd. The two of them couldn't help showing satisfied smiles after seeing all the cultivators return to their seats.

"First of all, please allow us to introduce ourselves first." The slightly thinner black-robed powerhouse opened his mouth with a faint smile on his face, "I am the servant of a disciple of the Shadow Sect, named An Yi."

"My name is An Er." The slightly stronger black-robed powerhouse continued An Yi's words with a heavy tone.

Shadowgate? servant!

After the monks heard this unfamiliar name, they didn't understand what the Shadow Gate represented, but they knew exactly what the word servant... meant.

The terrifying existence that can kill Linglong Daoist in seconds is just the servant of the disciples of the Shadow Sect?

Thinking of this, the cultivators felt extremely suffocated.

And those big figures who knew the existence of the Shadow Gate, after hearing the words of the two black-robed powerhouses, turned pale with fright and slumped on their seats.

They all know that there is an extremely terrifying superpower hidden in the cultivation world, named Shadow Gate Xuange and Huangge, which controls the development of world history.

And they have all heard vaguely that the Shadow Gate Xuan Pavilion and the Yellow Pavilion are divided into Pavilion Masters, Pavilion Guards and Disciples...

A disciple is the lowest level of existence.

Now, the unheard of Shadow Gate underground pavilion has appeared.

And as soon as they appeared, they were two terrifying powerhouses who could kill the Linglong Taoist standing at the top of China with one punch.

And those two powerhouses...the self-proclaimed disciples of the Shadow Sect, their servants.

Before today, the powerhouses in the spiritual transformation stage were recognized as the top powerhouses in the cultivation world. They could traverse the world, were admired by thousands of people, and were also the trump card of the superpowers.

However, in the eyes of the monks, the existence standing at the top of the world is now only the servant of the disciples of the Shadow Sect.

A mere servant?

Gollum!

The big men swallowed hard, their faces filled with fear, their bodies trembled violently, and their expressions distorted.

What kind of terrifying superpower is this...

Even the Dragon Department only regards the Xuan Pavilion as a mortal enemy, and does not know the existence of the Earth Pavilion at all.

Moreover, with the ground pavilion... what about the day pavilion?

The more the big men thought about it, the more crazy they became, the atmosphere in the air became more and more solidified, and everyone became extremely depressed.

Perhaps, only the supreme nine emperors... can compete with the Shadow Gate?

All the monks present had this idea at the same time.

The simple self-introductions of An Yi and An Er really made all the monks present feel despair.

Even Li Shuangyan, who was in Zhang Ziling's private room, could not help but show shock and fear in his pupils.

She also knew the existence of the Shadow Gate, which was recorded in ancient books in the sect.

"In ancient times, there was a gate of shadows that held the secret of heaven, divided into two pavilions of Xuan and Huang, and controlled the history of the dynasties. Only the five immortal gates can resist it together."

In Li Shuangyan's mind, this sentence about the Shadow Gate recorded in the ancient book emerged.

The Shadow Gate has always been a giant mountain pressing on the major superpowers, and no superpower dares to despise this behemoth.

But, but...

"This pavilion... Yes, is it a joke?" Li Shuangyan's voice trembled, her fists clenched tightly, and she stared at An Yi Yin Er with a faint smile on the auction table, her clothes soaked with sweat.

"Remember on the thirty-sixth, I am no longer your master from now on, and you can no longer mention the Shadow Gate Pavilion."

No. 36 stared blankly at An Yi An Er's back, and once again thought of that person's voice.

Courtyard...

Thirty-six clenched his fists and lowered his head slightly.

"Shadow Gate, Earth Pavilion..."

In Zhang Ziling's private room, Zhang Ziling looked at the dark one on the auction table indifferently, and a ray of red light flashed in his eyes.

Then...

Zhang Ziling closed his eyes.

"finally come."

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