Chapter 2067 (1/2)

A night without a word, the twinkling of an eye dawn.

In the early morning, before the dawn, the flow of people on the street has been very tacit to the center of the city, where there is an attic, majestic, far away, more like a palace.

This is the Youming Pavilion, the venue of the auction.

Ye Chen also went out of the small garden to cover his true face with the sky, and then covered his whole body with black robes.

It's been a long time since I joined the auction again.

When you arrive at the Youming Pavilion, you will find yourself in a great shadow. Without exception, all of them are covered in black robes. This kind of costume is no wonder. It's an auction! This is a no smoke fight, it is easy to get into enemies, unless you are too strong, otherwise, it is better to keep a low profile.

How lively!

Ye Chen held his hands and swept around. Although all the people waiting here were covered in a black robe, they were hard to stop him from peeping. Although he was in the self appointed state, his vision was still there.

In the corner of the crowd, he saw the thin old man who sold his fire last night.

That old man is really interesting. He is wrapped up all over his body. He has a pair of eyes. He looks at him from left to right. He doesn't know what to do.

Soon, the leaf Chen then dry cough's closed eye.

Not only did they come to participate in the auction, but also the nuns. When he looked at them, he could see clearly what underwear the nuns were wearing.

Do evil!

Ye Chen touched the tip of his nose. He didn't mean to see it. There was still some of this.

While talking, the gate of Youming Pavilion opened.

In a moment, we can see the splendor coming out from the inside, even gorgeous

people participating in the auction have poured in.

Ye Chen is not in a hurry. He stays at the end and walks in. This is an auction and also a treasure. He has to hang up early.

After entering the Youming Pavilion, he raised his eyebrows and looked around curiously.

In the Youming Pavilion, there is a big world. There are all kinds of miraculous things in it. There are carved fences and jade buildings. It can accommodate tens of thousands of people. On every table, there are fruits and wine on display. In addition to these, there are rare herbs with shining luster. The whole attic is filled with medicinal fragrance.

What makes Ye Chen the most novel is the prohibition of the Youming Pavilion. It is really abstruse. The array patterns are hidden in the invisible. If you don't look at it carefully, you don't know you, and there is a domineering array.

However, compared with the canglan world of evil spirits, the Youming Pavilion is almost the same.

As he spoke, he had found a table in the corner and poured a glass of wine.

After that, he looked around again.

Many of the people who came to participate in the auction were alchemists. Most of them came for the real fire of the auction. As alchemists, they also had their own flames. There were all kinds of animal fires.

The immortal fire of Ye chendanhai can't bear to be lonely and jump up and down,

the spirit of immortal fire is not low. Most of them smell the real fire, and the level is not low, which makes them restless.

Ye Chen smiles, comforts with the divine sense, only then lets it be silent.

Outside the door, there are still people coming in, some of them are great saints, and there are emperor to be, but they are all low-key, covering their true faces with secret methods, and hiding their shadows in black robes, one by one, they are very cautious.

A real fire, can you bring the emperor to be?

Ye Chen touched his chin and paid special attention to the emperor to be. He did not show the mountains or dew. He found a seat in the corner. Although his accomplishments were all quasi emperors, there was no peak quasi emperor. The highest one was eight heaven.

Hong... Honghuang people?

I don't know who it is. With a surprise, the eyes of the people present are all directed to the entrance of the gate.

Ye Chen hears it and looks up.

In my eyes, I saw a man step in, dressed in purple and gold Python robes, with a fierce momentum. My God's eyes are like the sun, shining brightly and radiating light, which makes people dare not look directly at them. The flood and famine spirit is very strong.

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, recognizing which race.

It is a Taotie people, or a quasi emperor, has reached the eighth heaven, not far from the Ninth Heaven.

The one who comes here is not the one who is going to be a Taotie emperor.

Behind him, there are more than a dozen figures, all of them are Honghuang people, and they are all quasi emperors.

It's so lively!

A dozen or so emperors of the Honghuang period stepped in, without covering their true faces. They were wild and unrestrained. Each of them laughed and abused each other with a faint light in their eyes. Sometimes, they even licked their scarlet tongues, showing a strong color.

Their arrival, let the atmosphere of Youming Pavilion, instantaneous depression.

At the moment, how many years of repression, if not, the suppression of Li people, how many years, how many years of suppression, how many days, how many years of suppression, how many days, how many times, how many years of suppression, how many days, how many years of suppression, how many days, how many years of suppression, how many days, how many years of suppression, how many days, how many years of suppression, how many years, how many.

”How can there be Honghuang people who have come down so many quasi emperors?”

”It's not going to kill again!”