"What are you doing?"

The old charlatan changed his previous appearance. Now he is wearing a long gold robe with a long crown on his head. He has a white hair and is well taken care of by him. From a distance, he looks quite eye-catching.

At this moment, he appeared in front of the Nine-Level Pavilion, blocking the person who wanted to go in and find Wang Xing!

"This is a high-end club, and most people cannot enter. Seeing your shabby appearance, get out of here quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!"

The old charlatan is very strong, pointing at the nose of those who want to break in, and his voice is very ugly.

"If you want to go to Shenzang District, you can come in and sit down!"

The old charlatan rubbed his hands and looked like a profiteer, which made the people outside the door angry and hateful.

"Old charlatan, don't think I don't know what you do. Hurry up and hand over the Ji family's serious offender 4396, otherwise the Ji family's powerful man will take action at that time, but you won't have the best fruits!"

"We have found out that you gave 4396 the qualification to choose. You have a lot to do with him. The people from the Ji family have already set their sights on you. If you hand over 4396 obediently, I will plead for you in front of the powerful Ji family!"

"If you don't know your friend, be careful that our group of people will trample on your Nine-Level Pavilion!"

The people sneered, looked at the old charlatan, their eyes were full of fierceness, and they were ready to rush in.

"Ji Family? Are you from Ji Family?"

"Don't you let me take chicken feathers as a command arrow for me. Who the hell dares to break in? I cut off one of his hands!"

The old charlatan was angry. His eyes were fierce, his voice was loud and he was confident.

"Who the fuck wants to go in, pay the membership fee of 100 kilograms of Qi Stone first!"

The old charlatan snapped his fingers, and then several men in black walked out behind him, blocking the door of the Jiuchun Pavilion and preventing people from entering.

If that's all, it's nothing. The key is that the men in black who walked out behind the old charlatan were all extraordinary intent, each of them was full of blood and energy. Some powerful people were full of energy and bright eyes, making the people outside the door a little hairy.

"The third realm!"

"This old charlatan actually invited a person from the third realm!"

"And the person on his left has a bloody and energy like a dragon, and his body has a strong taste. It should be the legendary half-step powerhouse. Why are the gods now so many half-step powerhouses?"

"Oh my God, I remembered that this person is not Zhou Lunjie, the sixteenth place in the Taoist election?"

"He actually has a close relationship with this old charlatan!"

The people outside the sect were stunned. Most of them were mortals, and only a small part were cultivators, and their cultivation was not high. The highest level was the middle stage of the second level.

They are just pathfinders of the great holy lands of those big families, or it is not an exaggeration to call them cannon fodder.

At this moment, when they saw that there might be a half-step powerful man standing behind the old charlatan, they were so scared that their legs were weak, their calves cramped, and their words were speechless.

"Old sir, I've been disturbed so much, we've gone to the wrong place!"

The person who just questioned the old charlatan loudly was stunned, stuttering, hesitating, turning around, and making gestures to leave.

"Don't you want to come in and find someone? Why did you say you were wrong again?"

When the old charlatan heard this, his face suddenly turned dark and his voice was very low, "Is my Jiuchun Pavilion a place where you can come whenever you want and go whenever you want?"

"The membership card has been completed. Do you want to pay for it?"

As soon as the old charlatan said, the men in black behind him burst out their breath without reservation.

The most powerful one among them is Zhou Lunjie next to the old charlatan's left hand. His blood qi surged into the clouds, like a ferocious beast, with a terrifying momentum and a vast spiritual pressure, which shocked all the people outside the Nine-Level Pavilion.

"Old sir, I really went wrong!"

The man's body trembled and his speech was not smooth.

"There is no right or wrong in the world. Everything is fate. If you can come to my Jiule Pavilion, this is a great fate!"

The old charlatan stepped forward, took out a golden card from his arms and stuffed it into the man's hand, patted his shoulder, and nodded constantly, "Young man, you can reach the second realm at a young age. Daoji is good. I need a talent like you in my Jiule Pavilion!"

"Old sir, I..." The man was mournful, with a dark face, and was holding the gold card given by the old charlatan in his hand, and was a little at a loss for a moment.

"First pay the membership fee of 100 kilograms of Qi Stone!" The old sage pointed to the hall of Jiuzhong Pavilion and asked the man to go in quickly.

"This, sir, I don't have enough Qi stones here, so I'll get together when I go back!" The man handed the gold card in his hand back to the old charlatan.

"No?"

The old charlatan pinched the golden card, and flew to death, his eyes were sharp, and his voice suddenly changed, "If you don't have money, go to Shenzang District to mine!"

"Don't let anyone come away, you'll catch me and go to Shenzang District to mine!"

The old charlatan grinded his teeth in anger. With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen men in black jumped out of the darkness, stopping those who wanted to enter the Jiuchun Pavilion to find Wang Xing layer by layer.

"Either pay a membership fee of 100 kilograms of Qi Stone, or I will go to Shenzang District to mine for ten years!"

The old charlatan was very powerful and did not take those people seriously at all. He took out a large stack of kraft paper and threw it on the ground.

"Old charlatan, don't be merciless. Do you know who is standing behind us?"

"Those are several major families and holy places. Each of them is a huge creature. Just move your fingers and you can stomp your Nine-Level Pavilion!"

"We are the messengers of those holy lands. If something happens to us, you will not be able to escape!"

Seeing the old charlatan like this, some people couldn't bear it anymore, so they spoke up and simply made a fuss.

Hearing this, the old charlatan smiled. His face was flushed, his eyes were deep and concave, and his eyes were bright and bright. He curled his lips. He looked at those people with contempt.

"You are also worthy of the word "Envoyant", at best, just cannon fodder."

"Tell you, this is my territory, not a place where you can come whenever you want or leave."

"Even if the king of heaven comes, I have to need a membership card to enter!"

The old charlatan said very ruthlessly, making those people speechless. The whole group grew up, but they didn't know what to say.

"Oh, is that?"

Just as everyone was in a stalemate, a very inappropriate voice came from a distance.

Everyone looked in the voice and looked at the person who was talking, and couldn't help but express a surprised expression.

"It's him, why did he come!"

"Saved, saved, even this big man has come. We can be saved without being extorted by the old charlatan."

"God really helped me!"

Looking at the visitor, the "messengers" surrounded by men in black couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It turned out to be Lord Jier. He is the 94th place in the Dao Selection, and he is the cousin of Ji Ba and Ji Diao!"

"I didn't expect him to come!"

"Now what to do with this old charlatan. Could it be that the old charlatan can still let the Ji family's direct descendants go to Shenzang District?"
Chapter completed!