Hearing Liu Zilong's words, other people on the reception desk also nodded and said: "Yes, it's getting late. Let's start the reception desk as soon as possible."
"Our group must activate fifteen reception platforms at the same time in order to break through the gatehouse of the ruins. Let's all take action at the same time."
As soon as many words were spoken, someone already put the Shacheng Token in their hand into the card slot.
At the same time, the reception platform where it was located also lit up a photomask, covering the entire reception platform upside down.
Seeing this scene, everyone else nodded, placed the Sand City Order in the card slot, and started activating the reception platform.
"Wait a minute, I still have something to say. Hehe, I have something in my heart. If I don't say it, I will be really unhappy..." The skinny old guy suddenly laughed strangely. He opened his eyelids and glanced lightly.
He glanced at Ye Fan and said with disdain:
"I suddenly feel that this kid is very unpleasant, so I decided that he has no place in the reception desk here. I mind asking him to get out immediately."
As soon as this was released, not only everyone else on the field was shocked, but even Ye Fan was slightly startled.
Why did this old guy, who looked like a mummy, suddenly jump out and embarrass himself?
It seems that I have never seen such a person before, let alone offended such a person!
Everyone in the field also turned their attention to Ye Fan, secretly guessing that Ye Fan had any grudge against him, and that the other party actually jumped out to provoke him.
Ye Fan frowned slightly, glanced at the old man, his face became gloomy, and said coldly: "Old guy, are you tired of living? You dare to provoke me like this, just those old bones in your body.
I’m afraid I won’t be able to withstand a few beatings!”
"Hey, little guy, don't sound so crazy. You will know later who is tired of living." The old man who was like a mummy, as soon as his breath was released, he walked directly towards Ye Fan step by step.
His eyes flashed with extremely bloodthirsty light, and he said with a strange smile: "I have not been a killer for many years, but there is an aura about you that makes me very unhappy. Once I am unhappy, people will die...
Little guy, if you roll off the reception platform by yourself now, I might just cut off your hands and feet and turn you into a cripple. If you let me personally drive you off, what will happen? I’ll leave it to you.
Just imagine it, hehe!"
"Old guy, do you think that with the master of the Ghost King's Village supporting you, you can be arrogant in front of this young master?" Ye Fan's eyes flashed coldly, but he glanced at the other Ghost King at the reception desk.
The lord of the village.
This old guy is obviously a servant of the master of Ghost King Village. Now that he comes to provoke me, he must have received his instructions.
Otherwise, with the strength of this old man, he would never dare to jump out and scream at him.
His greatest support is the leader of the Ghost King's Village.
Ye Fan glanced at the leader of the Ghost King Village, and saw the corner of his mouth forming an inexplicable arc, looking back at Ye Fan sarcastically.
The leader of Ghost King Village is one of the people present who is most feared by Ye Fan.
Ye Fan felt a very strong crisis in this person.
Ye Fan asked himself that with his current strength, he was definitely no match for the leader of Ghost King Village.
It’s just that he really can’t figure it out. He didn’t offend anyone in any way, so why would this person send an old man to cause trouble for him?
Ye Fan was also a little depressed. It was a very troublesome thing to suddenly provoke such a powerful enemy.
However, under this situation, Ye Fan had absolutely no possibility of compromise.
He slowly drew out his sword and looked coldly at the skinny old man walking towards him step by step.
Since the other party clearly wanted to cause trouble for him, Ye Fan had no other choice.
As the old man approached, the situation became more tense.
At this moment.
A bloody battle is about to break out again...
Unexpectedly, at this moment, an accident happened suddenly.
No warning.
The old man, who originally had a playful look on his face and was approaching Ye Fan step by step, suddenly changed his expression, and then his whole body started to twitch.
Then, there was only a muffled sound of "Bang!"
The old man's head turned into a ball of blood mist after this sound.
The headless body, covered with a pool of blood, fell in a pool of blood inexplicably.
"Yin Jiuyou, how dare you kill the ghost slave of my village master?" Suddenly he saw his brain exploded in his hand and died. The face of the master of the Ghost King Village, which had always been filled with ridicule, suddenly turned extremely green and turned around.
, eyes fixed on the silver-faced man.
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan was also stunned. He really couldn't understand why the silver-faced man suddenly intervened in this matter.
"Rakshasa, if you want to teach that little guy a lesson to curry favor with Jianghu Yamen, I won't care about it, but now most of the reception platforms have been activated. If an accident happens to the reception platform here because of your selfish thoughts, then you
He deserves death."
The silver-faced man who had been standing there, looking up at the sky, suddenly glanced at the leader of the Ghost King Village, and a dangerous cold light flashed in his indifferent eyes.
Seeing this cold light, even as arrogant as the leader of Ghost King Village, his heart skipped a beat. Unexpectedly, he suppressed the anger in his heart.
After the silver-faced man glanced at Rakshasa coldly, he threw it away and the Sand City Token in his hand was already inserted into the card slot.
Just hear "Buzz!"
At the reception desk where he was, there was also an inverted photomask.
After doing all this, the silver-faced man glanced at everyone.
Feeling the silver-faced man's gaze, everyone quickly placed the Sand City Token in their hands into the card slot.
At this moment, among the statues around the entire square, fifteen of them lit up one by one, and from the eyes of these statues, rays of light shot out, intersecting with each other.
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Immediately afterwards, the light masks on the fifteen guides also changed more and more, and merged with each other.
When the fifteen masks were completely fused together, a burst of dazzling white light suddenly emitted in mid-air.
As soon as this dazzling white light came out, everyone in the venue couldn't help but close their eyes.
However, when they opened their eyes again, the reception platform was already empty.
"Let's try again. Maybe the legend is not true. Maybe these reception platforms can be reused!" With a sense of luck, someone jumped on the reception platform again and placed the Shacheng Token inside.
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However, no matter how much they urged, the entire receiving platform showed no reaction at all.
"Let's go. The reception platform has lost its function and it is impossible to open it again." Seeing this, Shenwu Capt. shook his head and sighed. He glanced at Ling Tian who was looking at the direction of Ye Fan's disappearance with self-resentment. He had no reason in his heart.
gave birth to a kind of disgust.
If it weren't for Ling Tian's jealousy today, maybe they would have been able to get a reception platform. It's not certain.
After saying this, Chief Shenwu turned around and left here.
Ling Tian, the Blood Yamen servant and others naturally followed.
As Chief Shenwu and his team left, other people in the square slowly dispersed.