The strongest shuttle system

Lin Fan fell into the car and refused Taoist Ran Deng to board the car.

"Sorry, I didn't prepare your location."

Daoist Burning Lamp's face twitched.

I was in this car when I came.

Taoist Ran Deng summoned a strange beast and drove it to Wangxiang Terrace.

The Wangxiangtai where the Zhunsheng gathered was different from the Wangxiangtai in the later mythology.

The Wangxiang Terrace is nowhere else, but above the sun in the underworld.

The underworld sun is the projection of the sun in the yang world.

There are as many stars as there are in the yang world, and there are as many stars in the underworld.

Wangxiangtai is a special one among these many stars.

It can only be reached by flying at the exact time, in the exact way, and at the right speed. What you look up to is the living and the dead, so it is named Wangxiangtai.

"Your Majesty, we are here!"

After driving for a while, the chariot arrived at Wangxiang Terrace.

General Feihu opened the curtain of the car, stood majestically aside, and welcomed Lin Fan to get off the car.

Jinxian's strength is the weakest among all the strong men at least, but Huang Yuanji stands out with a majestic effect.

Ran Deng looked at his own mount, feeling a little depressed.

His cultivation base was higher than Huang Yuanji's, but not as majestic as Huang Yuanji's.

Huang Yuanji only has visual effects, not practical effects.

"King Zhou!"

Lin Fan got out of the car, and when he got out of the car, he attracted the eyes of many quasi-sages.

Huang Yuanji was still majestic, and it was Lin Fan who blocked the pressure of many quasi-sages for him.

"Lin Fan, Great Shang King Zhou has met all fellow Taoists."

Lin Fan looked at the many quasi-sages on the lookingout platform speechlessly.

There are thousands of divine lights on the wangxiangtai.

If there is one quasi-sage in every ray of light, there are thousands of quasi-sages.

However, I am afraid that the quasi-sages on the stage can't be sure, which of the gods have people, which have no people, and which are empty.

No one knows how many quasi-sages there are on the stage.

Chapter 677 Who Has an Opinion

The underworld ghosts and gods are not good at this point.

I like to come to the false, so that people can't see through the false and the real.

Acting falsely, even oneself can't see through the falsehood.

There are thousands of divine lights on the stage, representing at least thousands of quasi-sages.

Thousands, but is it possible?

Of course, apart from the quasi-sages shrouded in the divine light, there were also some quasi-sages who appeared without being shrouded in the divine light.

Survivors, isn't the underworld the place you should come to?

In the divine light, Zhunsheng spoke, his voice flickered from east to west, and it was impossible to tell who made it.

Anyway, General Feihu was in a daze, not knowing who was talking.

King Zhou, you can't wait to come to the underworld, is it because you are preparing for the funeral in advance?

The person who spoke was the quasi-sage of the mountain, and his voice was also indistinguishable.

He is hidden in the divine light, there are thousands of divine lights, but I don't know which one it is.

The quasi-sages of the underworld generally had a bad attitude towards Lin Fan.

Not to mention anything else, just saying that Lin Fan killed a few quasi-sages as soon as he came, was enough to make them sad.

They have completely different attitudes towards Taoist Burning Lamp.

Courtesy is added!

Standing behind the lamp is the sage Yuanshi, so it's no wonder he wasn't treated politely.

Lin Fan was worried about their cold eyes and hostility.

Hostility is nothing but the cry of the weak.

A truly strong person will not be hostile to others, because those who should be hostile are resolved with their fists.

All the quasi-sages on the stage have a place, even if there may be no one in some divine lights.

Lin Fan took a look and found that all the seats were full. He went straight through the crowd and walked towards the throne of bones.

The throne is still empty.

Assholes, this bunch of assholes?If I had known earlier, Gu would also bring some divine lights over.This is a site division meeting, and the site will be divided according to the holy number.Get a few more divine lights, and the territory will be divided more.

Lin Fan muttered in his heart, a little regretful why he didn't learn from those bad quasi-sages, and pulled Shen Guang to win the head.

Although the underworld is very large, there are few continents that occupy the luck.

Just as the world is not just a continent that can be inhabited by people, so is the underworld.

It doesn't matter where ghosts live, but powerful ghosts and gods have requirements for places of practice.

Lin Fan let go of worrying about gains and losses, and sat down in front of the throne.

Seeing this scene, there was a terrible silence on the Wangxiang stage.

No one spoke, they all looked at Lin Fan.

What, sitting alone in the wrong place?Lin Fan asked knowingly.