Super Great Fortune Teller

Han Feilin immediately stood up, he needs to strike while the iron is hot. "Masters, the candidates for the president of the Southern Feng Shui association are master Di Ping, master Xu and Master Wang Qian. Now, if you agree that master Di Ping will be the president of the Feng Shui Association, please raise your hand!"

Han Feilin called out.

None of the five hundred feng shui masters raised their hands. When Di Ping saw this, his face was gloomy. Even the feng shui masters he brought didn't look up at him.

Diping was biting his teeth and his face was full of resentment.

"If you agree with master Xu, please raise your hand if you send the president of Fengshui Association of course!" Han Feilin continued.

Du Qingshan and Lu Liang raised their hands at this time. They were against Wang Qian. After raising their hands, they even mobilized other feng shui masters to vote for Xu Lin, but no one was moved.

Except for Xu Lin, no one supported them.

"Down! Please raise your hand if you agree with Master Wang Qian as the first president of the Southern Feng Shui association Han Feilin said, his face is already showing a smile.

He raised his hand.

Han Feilin saw more than 500 feng shui masters, and some people raised their hands. One, two, 100, and 500 feng shui masters raised their hands together.

Seeing the expression on the faces of five hundred feng shui masters, Wang Qian was very excited.

"I hereby announce! Master Wang Qian and Master Wang became the first president of Feng Shui association As soon as Han Feilin finished his words, more than 500 feng shui masters would clap.

But at this time, in the wasteland of the door suddenly came a few harsh brake sound.

Wang Qian frowned and looked at the door of the wasteland.

All the feng shui masters turned their heads and saw that the first one was a Yin Yang master in a long robe. As soon as this Yin Yang master appeared, Wang Qian felt that the light around him seemed dim.

His right robe is black, his left robe is white, and his face is also painted with thick white oil. Let his face appear pale, like a dead man, his eyebrows pale, with a strange look at the people.

Before this Yin Yang master went into the wasteland, another Yin Yang master appeared behind him, and then another Yin Yang master appeared again. Three Yin Yang masters blocked the gate of the wasteland, looking at more than 500 feng shui masters.

Wang Qian frowned at these teachers.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come.

Ji Xiangchuan's face turned white when he saw these Yin Yang masters. "Three vice presidents!"

The three Yin Yang masters wore pointed hats and looked indifferent.

Wang Qian looks at Ji Xiangchuan in surprise. He knows that there are nine vice presidents in the association of Yin Yang teachers, but today there are three.

These three Yin Yang masters have reached the sixth level of terror.

Liu Pin Yin Yang master is a master. It is without rhyme or reason. What happened when

appeared in this place was in perfect silence. Wang Qian dropped his spade and walked towards the door of the barren land. He knew that these yin-yang practitioners would not come to the door without reason, and Ji Xiangchuan's relationship with him was no longer a secret.

Wang Qian went to the door and faced the three Yin Yang teachers in front of him. Everyone felt an invisible aura burst out between Wang Qian and the three Yin Yang teachers.

The earth was covered with a thick layer of gray.

In the city, when the lights are on, the street lights light up the gray night.

However, the wasteland fell into a kind of darkness. The lights and neon lights seemed to separate the wasteland.

"What's the matter?"

All the feng shui masters saw the mistake.

It is clear that the light in this wasteland is much darker than that in other places.

A Yin Yang teacher with long face and Danfeng eyes asked indifferently, "Wang Qian?"

His Chinese language is not very standard, but Wang Qian can catch the opportunity in his eyes.

Wang Qian nodded lightly.

"I heard that you are going to set up the southern geomancy association? I don't know if you have ever asked taiyimen's opinion? "

Ji Xiangchuan felt the piercing chill on these Yin Yang masters and ran to Wang Qian's side with a look of vigilance.

With a wave of Wang Qian's hand, all the Southern Feng Shui masters advanced and retreated a few steps. Xu Lin and di Ping saw that Wang Qianding was at the front, and some of them were not willing to be outdone standing behind him. However, just after this Yin Yang master had finished a sentence, his half black and half white robes began to swell.

A cold atmosphere, directly let Xu Lin and di Ping back ten steps, this can stop.

Wang Qian stood there and let his clothes heave, but he was as firm as a rock, no matter how the waves hit him.

"Hehe, a Feng Shui Prime Minister of five grades wants to set up a sect organization? As you know, whether a sect or an association is established, the most basic requirement for the leader is above eight grades. " The feng shui master said indifferently.

Ji Xiangchuan snorted coldly: "shenguxi, this is the territory of China, not your Yin Yang Teacher Association."The long faced Yin Yang master was named Shengu Xi. When he heard Ji Xiangchuan's words, Shengu Xi shook his head: "JIKO Xiangchuan."

When Ji Xiangchuan heard the name of his Japanese country, he immediately denounced: "get out of here!"

"Hehe, Yoshiko Xiangchuan, you really let the president down. The president has high hopes for you. I didn't expect that after you came to China, you would forget your country and collude with this wild man." A Yin Yang teacher beside Shengu Xi said with disdain.

Wang Qian's eyes narrowed slightly. The strength of the three Yin Yang masters was above six grades in their life. Wang Qian felt a threat from them.

"Who I'm with and who I'm with. What does it have to do with you? Tell the president that sooner or later, I, Ji Xiangchuan, will go to Japan to get back what belongs to me! " Ji Xiangchuan said with evil spirit in his eyes.

Shengu Xi shook his head: "Yoshiko Xiangchuan, how dare you say that? You know the reason why the president didn't move you is that he was busy with a big event recently, otherwise you would have become a mass of ashes! "

"Lord shenguxi! Kill this woman now. This woman is Wang Qian's loyal running dog. It's impossible to preach successfully! " At this time, Chen Tao appeared from the door again.

Behind Chen Tao, there are more than 20 inner disciples of Taiyi sect, who have completely blocked the door.

These feng shui masters were also surprised to find that there were many people in black standing on the brick walls around the wasteland. These people in black exuded a kind of cold air.

Wang Qian looked at Chen Tao, and then turned to the man in black on the wall. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "sure enough, no matter when you lead the way, there are many people like you. Some people are born human, but they just live as dogs!"

Wang Qian looked at Chen Tao, his eyes full of contempt.

"To die!" Chen Tao had a gloomy look on his face. He had already found a long knife in his hand. In this slightly dark environment, the long knife came to Wang Qian with a touch of cold light.