In the black market, although there are no explicit regulations, for the sake of security and privacy, basically more than eighty or ninety percent of people will choose to cover their appearance, hide their breath and characteristics.

With this layer of disguise, authentic martial artists can buy evil Dao products openly, and evil Dao martial artists don't have to worry about being killed on the spot as soon as they go out.

If you are like Jiang Liuchuan and Huang Qi who don't hide their own breath, and the depth of their cultivation is seen through at a glance, but they are still carrying treasures coveted by others, then it is normal for them to be followed and killed and robbed of treasures after leaving.

Therefore, in the black market, only those warriors who have strong confidence in their own strength and are extremely conceited will show their figure without the slightest scruple and run rampant.

Obviously, this green-eyed strange man who was walking towards Huang Qi was that kind of martial artist.

"Corpse Venerable Nie Xuan!"

The innate martial artist who was originally stopping Huang Qi seemed to recognize this green-eyed strange man, and hurriedly stood next to Huang Qi, bowed to the strange man and said, "Welcome Lord Corpse." ”

His voice was not too loud, but which of the surrounding martial artists was not a smart person? After hearing the word corpse venerable, a strange gaze immediately gathered on Nie Xuan, and the slightest muffled discussion like a mosquito was also caught in Huang Qi's ears.

"Corpse Venerable, isn't it the ...... from the Barren Mountain?"

"No wonder it's familiar, it turns out to be such a murderer......"

"It's actually the Heavenly Ancestor ......"

“......”

In everyone's words, they were full of all kinds of strange emotions, the most of which was fear, this Nie Xuan seemed to have a fierce reputation.

However, whether it was everyone's eyes or the doorkeeper's bowing and greeting, it seemed to be like air to Nie Xuan, and the green eyes like dead fish didn't even turn.

He didn't release any momentum, but it made everyone who noticed him feel extremely small and like an ant, as if as long as Nie Xuan gently lifted one foot, he could easily crush them.

Suddenly, Nie Xuan stopped.

"I said, fuck off. ”

The lifeless voice had no trace of emotion, as if it came from the nine shadows underground, which made everyone who heard this voice can't help but shiver.

At this time, everyone noticed Huang Qi standing not far in front of Nie Yuan, dressed in a black robe, and they were all amazed.

"Who is that person, who dares to stand in front of Corpse Venerable Nie Xuan?"

"Could it be that he is also a certain Heavenly Ancestor, but no matter how I look at it, I feel that he doesn't seem to have any martial arts......

"Don't look at it, that person really doesn't have a trace of martial arts, I've already used secret techniques to investigate. ”

“......”

Ordinary martial artists use secret techniques to cover up their own cultivation, which will give others an obscure feeling, making people unable to figure out the specific cultivation, and no secret technique can completely disguise himself as an ordinary person like Huang Qi.

At this time, everyone decided that Huang Qi was an ordinary person, a junior who was brought out by a certain martial artist to increase his knowledge, but for some reason he was scattered, but at this moment, he inadvertently collided with the corpse Venerable Nie Xuan.

Huang Qi raised his right hand, his five fingers opened slightly, his eyes drooped slightly, as if he was observing the lines of his palm, and said softly: "You, are you talking to me?"

As soon as these words came out, the air seemed to freeze, and everyone looked at Huang Qi with foolish eyes.

Only those who are spoiled by their families and don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth dare to speak to the corpse Venerable Nie Xuan in such a tone.

Bending over and standing aside, the gatekeeper in the middle of the two was in a cold sweat, and it seemed that Nie Xuan had made a move, Huang Qi was beaten into a puddle of rotten meat, and he was seriously injured.

Although there is a clear rule in the black market that you can't do anything, if Nie Xuan doesn't follow the rules and kills someone, how many people will hold the Heavenly Ancestor accountable for the sake of an unknown junior and seek justice for this?

At most, Nie Xuan will be warned and punished inconsequentially to maintain the dignity of the organizers of the black market.

Nie Xuan's dead fish eyes finally rolled downward, and Huang Qi's image was reflected in the center of his miserable green pupils, he didn't speak, but began to slowly raise his right hand and stretched out in Huang Qi's direction.

As his right hand slowly raised, everyone's hearts also rose little by little.

Huang Qi also sighed lightly.

Why is there always something that doesn't know whether to live or die, and they have to spoil his good mood and force him to take action?

"Nie Xuan!"

At this moment, an old voice with a slightly gloomy hint suddenly sounded from behind, causing Nie Xuan's body to pause slightly.

An old man in a black robe with a gloomy face appeared from behind Nie Xuan at some point, and he said coldly to Nie Xuan, "Do you want to break the rules of the venue?"

The black-robed old man's black hair was draped over his shoulders wantonly, and his aura around him was obscure, like a pool of dead water, which made people unable to see a trace of depth.

Seeing that the black-robed old man appeared, the gatekeeper who had been in a state of tension and did not dare to act immediately exhaled a long breath and said respectfully to the old man: "I have seen the vice master." ”

Obviously, this old man is the important person in charge of this black meeting.

The black-robed old man didn't speak, just stared coldly at Nie Xuan's back.

Under the cold gaze of the black-robed old man, Nie Xuan finally lowered his arm and walked forward directly, and when he passed by Huang Qi, he stopped for a moment and said:

"You're lucky, but the deity already remembers your breath. ”

Then he strode up the stairs and headed towards the underground hall.

Hearing this, the corners of Huang Qi's mouth, which was hidden under the mask, hooked upward, and he said in a low voice: "I am indeed very lucky." ”

After Nie Xuan went down, the black-robed old man also walked down directly, without glancing at Huang Qi next to him at all, as if Huang Qi did not exist at all.

In the final analysis, he is just to maintain the rules and system of the black market, not for Huang Qi.

After the old man left, the gatekeeper wiped a handful of sweat on his forehead, walked in front of Huang Qi, shook his head and sighed: "You better leave quickly, maybe the corpse is in a good mood later......"

Huang Qi directly took out an object from his arms, shook it in front of the gatekeeper, and then turned around and walked towards the stairs leading to the underground hall.

The gatekeeper seemed to be stunned, and did not stop Huang Qi again.

After Huang Qi's figure completely disappeared, the martial artist came back to his senses, then looked around a little blankly, and finally scratched his head and stood back in his original place.

In fact, Huang Qi didn't have anything in his hand at all, and the last one was just for others to see, and the gatekeeper was directly controlled by him with soul dementorship.

The so-called certificate, Huang Qi also knows what it is, it is just strength.

Before those martial artists enter the underground hall, they will show a trace of strength fluctuations belonging to the Diyuan level, so they will pass directly, and the martial artists under the Diyuan will not be qualified to enter the underground hall at all unless they are led by their elders or show them to the gatekeeper with a sufficiently precious secret treasure as a certificate.

Huang Qi didn't know this customary rule, so he was intercepted by the gatekeeper.