My Three Realms Lottery System

Chapter 92 The target of public criticism (4 more)
An hour passed quickly or slowly, but it was quite difficult for Lin Jian.

During this period, headmaster Ganji communicated with Lin Jian using his spiritual thoughts and asked Lin Jian to contact the sect to confirm the time of their arrival. Ganji's tone was no longer very polite. In his opinion, the entire earth was So big, with the ability of a strong person in the Dongxu Realm, it would only take two or three days to cross the North and South Poles. After three days, there was not even half a person in the Potian Sect, but Kunlun was blocked by the twelve zodiac signs of the Dragon King Palace. How could he not be angry at the door?
"In three hours, my father, the leader of the Potian Sect, will arrive with the people of the Potian Sect within three hours."

Facing Ganji's displeased questioning, Lin Jian could only rush the ducks to the shelves, and said the last time, and didn't even dare to say it for too long, fearing that the Ganji couldn't bear the pressure, so he turned his face on the spot and handed himself over.

"Okay, then this seat will delay for you for another three hours."

"Don't worry, Master Teacher. Including my father, although there are not many masters of the Heaven-shattering Sect who came here, there are only 10, but all of them are masters of the Hollow Realm."

In order to delay time, Lin Jian could make up anything.

"Okay, okay, so good, so good." There was a hint of excitement in Gan Ji's thoughts.

The exchange of spiritual thoughts between the two ended, and after a short while, the Dragon King Long Aotian said expressionlessly: "Dry machine, the time is up, don't say that I, the Dragon King Palace, didn't give you a chance, hand him over, or go to war, yourself Choose!"

Facing the aggressive Dragon King, although Gan Ji was angry in his heart, he suppressed it and said: "Long Aotian, there are some things, I might as well tell you directly, after three hours, fellow Taoists of Potianzong will They will reach my Kunlun, although there are only 3 people, but all of them are masters of the Dongxu realm. The master of the Potianzong is Bai Ze's father, and his cultivation level is the same as yours and mine. They will also attack Kunlun."

Long Aotian's breath was slightly suffocated, and the expressions on the faces of the other eleven zodiac messengers were also uncertain. 10 strong men in the cave virtual realm?One of them is in the late stage?Everyone in the Dragon King Palace is very clear about what such a force represents. It can be seen that the majestic Kunlun, including the head Ganji and the second generation elders, has a total of only 7 Dongxu Realm powerhouses.

If it was normal, the Dragon King Palace would naturally not want to die, but including the Dragon King, four or five descendants of the zodiac messengers were killed by Lin Jian. How could they swallow this kind of evil?
Long Aotian sneered coldly and said: "Old man, don't scare me, 10 Dongxu Realm experts, haha, do you think Dongxu Realm is Chinese cabbage? Grab a handful of them?"

"If you don't believe me, you can try to attack my Kunlun. In just three hours, it's easy for my Kunlun to defend that Bai Ze. But when the fellow Taoists who broke the Heavenly Sect arrive, your twelve zodiac signs will be attacked from front to back. , Hehe, it would be wishful thinking to think about getting out of the body when the time comes."

"Palace Master, you might as well collect the formation and the Jin people and withdraw from Kunlun first. We will consider this matter in the long run. I'm afraid that the old master of Ganji is not bluffing." Jishe sent a message, and several other zodiac messengers who had no regrets about losing their children also came. Then he agreed.

Long Aotian frowned. It was not that he had never thought that Potian Sect would hook up with Kunlun, but he really didn't expect that Potian Sect would have 10 Dongxu Realm experts.

"Dragon King, don't worry. We will attack Kunlun first and take down Baize. Then the people from Potian Sect will come and it will be useless. I, the Baihua Sect, are willing to help the Dragon King Palace capture Baize. This son has committed too many crimes, and his actions are even worse." Lawlessness will definitely be a catastrophe for the spiritual world and must be eradicated as soon as possible.”

The voice fell, a hundred fragrances bloomed in the sky, and 5 women with peerless looks floated on the Kunlun Mountains. Although four of them were young and beautiful, they were obviously not young people. Realm, another young woman, Lin Jian, does know, she is the second generation chief disciple of Baihuamen, Liu Rongrong who is also known as the saint of Baihua.

"This damned woman, didn't she bring the masters of the sect to make trouble because she failed to compete for the Bana Flower?" Lin Jian couldn't help cursing in his heart.

Long Aotian's face was full of surprises. Although Baihuamen was very close to Dragon King Palace, he didn't have any expectations at all if he wanted to convince those women to follow him to attack Kunlun.

Although he didn't know why the Baihuamen sect master brought the three second-generation elders in the sect to help out, but no matter what the purpose was, he desperately needed such a powerful help at this moment.

Long Aotian said to one of the leading women: "Thank you, the master of Baihuamen, for coming to help out, and the Dragon King Palace will definitely repay you."

"Hall Master, you're being polite. After capturing Bai Ze, the disciple of the Heaven-breaking Sect, all I want is a flower on his body."

"It doesn't matter. The sect master can help. Everything on that kid belongs to the sect master."

Long Aotian said.

"Yinwumen, I would like to help the Dragon King kill the thief who broke the sky." A cold voice sounded.

Six practitioners who were covered in black smoke, and it was difficult to tell whether they were male or female, landed on Kunlun Mountain. It was the Yinwumen, which had never troubled Lin Jian and made Lin Jian feel uneasy all the time. The void realm.

Long Aotian was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes became more joyful, and he cupped his hands at one of them and said: "Thank you to the master of the Yinwu Gate, the Dragon King Palace will definitely have a big thank you."

The man in the black smoke dissipated the black smoke around his body, revealing a middle-aged man with a gloomy appearance, who slightly returned the courtesy to Long Aotian: "You are welcome, Dragon King, after I kill that Bai Ze, I want a piece of his body. a bead."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Long Aotian didn't bother to suspect these people's purpose and agreed directly.

"My Shushan Sword Sect is willing to help the Dragon King Hall kill Bai Ze, and the immortal medicine in his body belongs to my Shushan."

The sword light flashed, and six old men with white beards and hair landed on Kunlun Mountain. Led by the headmaster of the Shu Sect, all six of them were strong men in the cave.

"There is only one flower in my Hundred Flowers Gate, and the rest belong to you, Shushan."

The head of Baihuamen said calmly.

Master Shushan Master Jianxu stroked his beard and said: "Excellent, excellent."

Lin Jian almost greeted all the eighteen generations of Qin Changfeng's ancestors in his heart. Regardless of whether it was instigated by this kid or not, at least this hatred was forged in Lin Jian's heart. He really didn't expect that that bastard was in the snowy area. He called himself a brother in Tianshan, and even gave him a guest token from Shushan. Now it is true that all the masters from the sect have come to Kunlun to attack him.

"Amitabha, that Bai Ze has committed a lot of crimes. My ancient Buddhist temple came to save him. It is rumored that there are two immortal artifacts on his body. The immortal artifacts are related to my ancient Buddha. How about returning them to my ancient Buddhist temple?"

Six bald donkeys chanted Buddha's name, stepped on the auspicious clouds, and landed on Kunlun Mountain.

"It's fate for you MB, a group of hypocritical bald donkeys, will destroy you sooner or later!"

Lin Jian cursed in his heart.

Long Xiaotian's mouth almost burst into laughter, while Kunlun's head teacher Gan Ji and the other second-generation elders' faces were almost bitter like bitter melons, and there was a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)