Nine Gods

Chapter 907: Sea of ​​Prisoned Dragons (11 more)
"Okay, let's go back first."

"Otherwise you won't even be ranked."

Cheng Wanli said disappointedly.

Finally, he left with the three big monks and flew towards the city quickly.

No matter how powerful Lin Chen was.

But in the heart of the sea of ​​clouds, strength can be suppressed inside.

Moreover, after coming out, some cultivators in the realm of transformation may kill and steal the token.

It might also be teleported tens of millions of miles away.

I don't know when I will wait until I come back.

The Cheng family's ranking will definitely drop this time.

As for the throne of the princess, don't even think about it.

It feels like time is running out.

With a movement of consciousness, a light curtain covered the three big monks beside him.

The body kept flickering.

A distance of one hundred thousand miles is reached in a moment.

Finally appeared in the center of the square.

When they arrived, more than half of the counting of grades had passed.

The best result was the family of Yunmingcheng princess.

The token is 700 yuan.

"Brother Cheng, it's your Cheng family's turn."

A cultivator at the peak of the early stage of transformation said with a smile.

He glanced at Cheng Wanli.

This initial peak monk also belonged to the princess family.

There were only three monks who saw the Cheng family come back.

The gains should not be great.

"Okay, this time we are the Cheng family, hey."

Cheng Wanli finished speaking.

He glanced at the three disciples, and the last three disciples walked up the steps.

Give the token in your hand to the cultivator at the peak of the early stage of transformation.

"Cheng family, token 570 is fast, I don't know if there are still....

"and many more."

The cultivator at the peak of the early stage of the transformation of the gods looked at the tokens brought out by the three major monks of the Cheng family.

There was a look on his face.

The Cheng family only has more than five hundred yuan, which is not bad.

Just bad luck.

The family of the princess and several other families exceeded a thousand yuan.

Haven't waited for him to finish.

A loud voice came over, and the voice was thousands of miles away.

But the temperature in the air rose sharply.

In an instant, a red light appeared five thousand miles away.

"So fast."

"What a powerful demon."

All the monks said in surprise.

As soon as the voice fell, a fiery red light had already appeared thousands of miles away.

The speed is almost the same as teleportation.

"Boom~"

There was a burnt smell in the air.

There was a bang, an explosion of air.

A monk in white clothes landed in the center of the square.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

There is a lotus between the eyebrows.

The blood was on the corner of the mouth, making the whole person even more bewitching.

Finally, go to the place where Cheng Wanli is.

Then walk up the steps.

Everyone realized that this monk in white was a disciple of the Cheng family.

It's just that the time to come back is too punctual.

An instant later and the opportunity is lost.

However, if one more disciple comes back, there is no chance of reversal at all.

"This is a token, please check it out, senior."

Lin Chen said softly.

He bowed politely to this cultivator who was at the peak of the early stage of transformation.

Finally, pass a storage bag to the other party.

After handing it to the cultivator of the God Transformation Realm.

Lin Chen went back to the chair beside Cheng Wanli and sat down.

Leaving three big monks waiting on the steps.

"In the sea of ​​prisoner dragons, I met three unlucky people who have transformed themselves into gods."

"This seat is also considered unlucky, someone else is teleporting at the door of my house."

"This seat is teleported at the door of someone else's house."

Lin Chen smiled wryly, and finally said softly.

"The Sea of ​​Prisoned Dragons, have you been teleported to the Sea of ​​Cages?"

Cheng Wanli said via voice transmission.

There was a look of horror in his eyes.

Prisoner Dragon Sea is 500 million miles away from here, but they rushed back in a short time.

Could it be that he has been driving 500 million miles at the flying speed just now?

"That's right, if it weren't for the three old monsters in the God Transformation Realm."

"I wouldn't know that I was teleported to the Sea of ​​Prisoned Dragons, and wanted to get the attention of my token."

Lin Chen also said via voice transmission.

He stared at Cheng Wanli with a slight smile on his face.

"Have you killed the three God Transformation Realms?"

Cheng Wanli's expression changed.

He looked at Lin Chen and asked.

"Can I come back if I don't kill it?"

"This seat has consumed countless pills to support and rush back."

"Fellow Daoist, hand over two 50-year-old medicinal materials to this seat."

"Do you know how many tokens are inside?"

Lin Chen said seriously, the smile on his face remained unchanged.

If he doesn't give it to himself.

This [-] tokens belong to someone else.

Because I haven't said who the token is.

Whoever it represents, I believe that other families are also eager for this ten thousand tokens.

These ten thousand tokens are the throne of the princess.

"How many tokens are there?"

Cheng Wanli's face turned cold.

Unexpectedly, Lin Chen actually wanted two kinds of medicinal materials that were 50 years old.

You know, the previous condition was that he got married and told him the location of the medicinal materials.

Starting a family by himself is just to help him get medicinal materials.

Unexpectedly, the other party has changed his mind now.

"Ten thousand is still there."

"Couldn't this ten thousand make Fellow Daoist Cheng change his mind, haha."

Lin Chen said via voice transmission.

After he finished speaking, he laughed, and the smile on his face remained unchanged.

His eyes were also on Cheng Wanli.

"Haha, you're hurt."

"This elixir is for you, heal the injury first."

Cheng Wanli's expression changed when he heard that there were ten thousand tokens inside.

With [-] tokens, even the top ten princesses can sit on the throne at will.

If Lin Chen gave the token to someone else.

There is no hope for the Cheng family.

In whose hands did these ten thousand tokens fall.

Everyone has to be princess.

Hurry up and pass the three golden leaf orchids and two red moon beads to Lin Chen in a storage bag.

But it's hard to say that I asked outsiders to help.

He didn't dare to offend Lin Chen.

His speech was also a little more tactful, and he spoke vaguely.

Lin Chen took the storage bag.

Spiritual consciousness scanned inside, two red moon pearls and three golden leaf orchids.

The years are all over 50 years old.

"good."

Lin Chen said secretly.

Now, Cheng Wanli naturally dare not lie to himself with fake things.

Besides, he is an elixir teacher, so he can't miss it.

"I'll go back to heal my wounds first, please allow the Patriarch"

Lin Chen stood up.

Politely clasped his fists towards Cheng Wanli and said, his eyes swept around.

"Okay, go back and heal your wounds."

Cheng Wanli said happily.

Because, he saw the changes in the faces of the three big monks on the steps and the peak monks in the early stage of transformation, and the horrified expressions.

After what Lin Chen said.

It was enough for other monks to prove that they were disciples or guest officials of the Cheng family.

Lin Chen is leaving now.

It had no effect on him.

And this elixir master can't be offended either.

Although it is a big monk.

But this big monk can't be provoked.

I would rather mess with the God Realm than mess with this big monk.

This big cultivator is even more terrifying than a cultivator in the realm of transforming gods.

Three cultivators in the God Transformation Realm were killed.

And came back in a short time.

With such strength, even cultivators at the Transformation God Realm have to fear and be afraid.

"The Cheng family, eleven thousand four hundred and thirty seven tokens."

The peak monk in the early stage of transformation.

After calming down for a while, he spoke tremblingly.

What is the concept of more than 1000 tokens.

Still, more than 1 yuan was taken out by a disciple of a great monk.

(End of this chapter)