Fantasy Prehistoric Supreme Through The Sky

Thousandth 271 chapters throw out the wild!

When Jin Chan came to Dao Palace, he happened to see the witch wandering in front of Dao Palace, so an interesting scene happened.

“Oh, isn’t this to make up Heavenly Dao Holy Maiden? Why? The Lord of Dao Palace didn’t summon you?”

Jin Chan is the holy son of the Western religion. He is known as a once-in-three-thousand-year-old god.

If it were not for his Cultivation Base, which is dedicated to consolidating the formation, many people guess that he might have broken through to the leader of the leader and become the leader of one force.

The three major teachings of the Eight Desolations, in fact, no one can see who.

Although there are only two sects of Heavenly Dao and Heavenly Dao fighting against each other on the surface, in fact, in the dark, these three sects have been fighting each other, and no one wants to lose out.

The witch has been wandering in front of the gate of Dao Palace because of her unwillingness. She asked herself that she was no worse than the Holy Maiden Yuechan of Heavenly Dao. How could she be able to catch the golden turtle first?

However, Jin Chan pierced through this layer of window paper without slapping people in the face, cursing people without revealing the shortcomings, and it was enough to show that the Western teachings had no good feelings for Heavenly Dao.

It is precisely because of this that the witch’s heart burst into anger, but just as she was about to “make a big blow” to Jin Chan, she suddenly turned her face and said to Jin Chan, “Oh, Isn’t this the holy son of the Western Cicada? Why? Are you here to join in the fun?”

When Jin Chan saw the witch’s attitude, she immediately became suspicious, and sneered, “Why? No?”

“It’s not impossible.” The witch covered her mouth and smiled, revealing a bone-splitting voice, “Since the Lord of the Taoist Palace is both of you, please, please.”

Having said that, the witch took a step back consciously and signaled Jin Chan to pay the mountain to send the post.

Jin Chan was startled when he heard the words, but he didn’t say much. He came here to get closer to Dao Palace. He didn’t want to fight with a woman in front of Dao Palace gate. That would degrade himself. The impression points in the heart of the Lord of the Taoist Palace.

Therefore, Jin Chan stood respectfully in front of the Taoist Palace, and said in a loud voice, “The Western Sacred Son Jin Chan asked to see the Lord of the Taoist Palace.”

The voice is melodious, far beyond, I’m afraid that the entire wilderness can be heard.

After saying that, he turned his head and glanced at the witch very proudly. It looked like he was saying, wait and see, wait until I go in and meet the Lord of Dao Palace, and come out to care about you.

If the witch stood aside nonchalantly, she said nothing.

The corner of Jin Chan’s mouth turned upwards, revealing a smug smile.

but…

A quarter of an hour passed…

Two quarters passed…

An hour has passed…

There was no reaction at all in Dao Palace!

Jin Chan’s face gradually solidified, and then it began to become ugly, and finally turned red…

“Haha…” The witch laughed up to the sky, “Oh, isn’t this Jin Chan, the holy son of Western religion? Why? Didn’t the Lord of the Taoist Palace summon you?”

Jin Chan said this to the witch, and at this time the witch had all returned to him.

The scene suddenly became extremely embarrassing.

Jin Chan’s heart was not dead, and continued to raise her voice, “Western godly son Jin Chan asks to see the Lord of the Taoist Palace, there is a need for consultation!”

But Dao’s palace was as calm as water, and there was still no reaction at all.

“The holy son of the West, Jin Chan, please see the Lord of Dao Palace!” Jin Chan looked at the triumphant smile on the witch’s face, and burst into anger in his heart, and couldn’t help shouting again.

But at the moment his voice fell, four Primordial Relics flashed from the Dao Palace, and then…

The golden cicada was grabbed by four ancient relics and thrown out of the wilderness…