Urban ancient fairy doctor

Hearing what Bai Qi said, Lin Zhentian's heart became excited again. Could it be that there are still people in the secular world who can betray?

At the same time, more than a dozen figures came galloping from the top of the mountain.

When he saw the faces of these people clearly, Lin Zhentian's expression changed drastically and he looked angry.

"It's you!"

It turns out that this is none other than Zhang Tianshi and everyone from the Diancang Sect.

Lin Zhentian asked sternly: "As a famous sect, you have taken refuge in Kunlun Wonderland. Do you still have a conscience? Do you want to lose face? You will be the sinners of the entire China in the future!"

"Hahaha, conscience? Face? Sinner?"

Zhang Daoxuan laughed up to the sky for a while, and then his expression became extremely ferocious, "Can you blame me? All of this was forced by you and your good son, and you are also the guilty party."

It turned out that he was defeated by Ye Bufan and destroyed the Celestial Master Sect's important thunder seal. Knowing that he could not explain it after returning to Longhu Mountain, he sought refuge in Kunlun Wonderland.

And the Diancang sect is even more so, eager for revenge and ignoring everything else.

Xie Lingyun said: "Lin Zhentian, are you surprised? It seems that you still underestimate the influence of my Kunlun Wonderland."

Lin Zhentian looked gloomy: "This is nothing, just a few scum."

Huang Bokai smiled coldly: "Is it just a few? Then I'll give you another surprise."

After speaking, he looked at the people in the Tiangong: "Everyone, if you want to submit to my Kunlun Wonderland, please come here."

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen people walked out. The leader was He Qingzhi, the owner of Tianjian Villa. Together with the people behind him, they took away almost half of the strength of each sect.

Lin Zhentian and others' expressions suddenly changed. No one expected this result, that so many people would betray.

Even Buddhist monks such as Master Zhishan could not help but look angry: "Amitabha, how could you do this?"

"Master, don't you understand now?"

He Qingzhi didn't look guilty at all, but said cheerfully, "Kunlun Wonderland is now very powerful. If we carry on, we will only die. Isn't it good to live? Why do we have to seek death ourselves?

Moreover, the benefits offered by Kunlun Wonderland are generous. As long as we are willing to surrender, we can immediately follow them back to Kunlun Wonderland. The spiritual energy there is rich and more suitable for our cultivation.

How about a master? If you are also willing to surrender, I can be a middleman for you. "

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Amitabha, He Zhuangzhu, you have disappointed me so much. "

Master Zhishan was an eminent Buddhist monk and didn't say much, but Lin Zhentian was furious.

"You people are so shameless. Have you forgotten what you said before? Have you forgotten all the people in the world?"

He Qingzhi shook his head with disdain: "What does it have to do with me whether those ants live or die?"

"Yes, people go to higher places and water flows to lower places. Why do we practitioners fight for those ants?"

Xie Lingyun looked proud, and then he turned his eyes to the Dragon King Palace, "Everyone here, I don't know which force you belong to, but as long as you are willing to submit to my Kunlun Wonderland, my Wuji Sect is willing to accept you.

When the time comes, you will have endless spiritual energy and countless cultivation resources, and your cultivation will naturally be able to take a step further, and your achievements will be far beyond what you can compare with now. "

As the ninth elder of the Wuji Sect, he has a unique vision and can tell at a glance that these people in the Dragon King Palace have great potential.

He has already reached the peak of Martial Sainthood at a young age. Such a person is a rare talent in any sect.

In his opinion, even famous sects such as Tianjian Villa and Lingxiao Mountain have surrendered to Kunlun Wonderland. If these young people in front of him wave their hands, they will definitely switch sides immediately.

But the result really disappointed him, and no one at the Dragon King Palace paid attention to him.

Xie Lingyun was slightly stunned. He never expected this result.

"Everyone, didn't you hear what I said? As long as you are willing to submit, you will be my core disciples of Wuji Sect in the future."

"Okay, shut up now." Dongfang Huizhong said with a look of disgust, "You are such an ugly old guy. No one wants to be with you. It's annoying to look at you."

After she said this, everyone in the Dragon King Palace burst into laughter.

"The opportunity is given to you. Since you are seeking death yourself, you can't blame others."

Xie Lingyun suddenly became angry and looked at the people in front of him: "In that case, let's get started.

In today's battle, we will send one person from each side to fight until there is no one left on the other side, no end! Who among you will come up to die first? "

Over at Tiangong, you look at me and I look at you. The gap in strength between the two sides is getting bigger and bigger, and everyone feels extremely heavy.

"I come!"

Ye Bufan said that he was about to step forward, but was pulled back by a big hand. It was Master Zhishan.

"If I don't go to hell, who will? I will come first!"

While speaking, Master Zhishan took one step

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Stepping out, he came directly into the air, "Come on, who will fight with me?"

Xie Lingyun looked at the people behind him: "Everyone, who is going to teach this old monk a lesson?"

"I come!"

While talking, a middle-aged man from the Wang family stood up. He was also a strong man at the peak of the Imperial Realm.

Wang Qi waved his hand: "Go ahead and be careful."

"They are just ants in the secular world. I can usually shoot ten of these people to death."

The middle-aged man didn't care at all and stepped in front of Master Zhishan.

"Old monk, the person who killed you is Wang Tie of the Wang family. Just wait until you go to the King of Hell and sue me!"

Wang Tie was extremely arrogant and laughed arrogantly, then a big hand of true energy smacked Master Zhishan.

This big hand, like the palm of Tathagata in movies and TV shows, descended from the sky with such overwhelming momentum that it made everyone around him breathless, not to mention Master Zhishan who bore the brunt.

"Amitabha!"

Master Zhishan roared angrily and also greeted him with a palm.

It's a pity that he is only at the late stage of the Imperial Realm, and is still one level behind Wang Tie in terms of strength. When two big hands of true energy collided, his one shattered into pieces.

But Wang Tie's true energy remained unabated and he slapped it down hard.

"Grandmaster!"

Seeing this scene in front of him, Ye Bufan wanted to go to the rescue, but it was too late.

There was just a bang, and Master Zhishan was slapped by the big true hand, turning the sky into a mist of blood, not even a body was left behind.

The faces of everyone present were full of horror, and they were all shocked by the scene in front of them. No one expected that the peak of the Imperial Realm could be so powerful that even Master Zhishan could not take one of the opponent's moves.

And this Wang Tie is obviously not the strongest person on the other side. People such as Xie Lingyun, Wang Qi and Huang Bokai have not yet taken action.

"As expected, they are just ants, vulnerable to a single blow."

Wang Tie clapped his hands disdainfully and looked towards Tiangong, "Who will die next?"

"I come!"

With a roar, a sword light pierced the sky and struck Wang Tie fiercely. It was Song Yuanwu, the leader of Wudang.

He usually has the best personal relationship with Master Zhishan. When he saw his friend die, he immediately rushed to take revenge.

"court death!"

Wang Tie's face was full of disdain, and he slapped Song Yuanwu with another huge Zhenyuan hand.