Minor Bug Fixed!

In the illusory mist, there are still gray thin lines passing by. If you look carefully at these thin lines, you can clearly see that they are not real, but are torn out by various kinds of magnetic repulsion.

When the old man who spoke saw this scene, the pupils of his eyes shrank immediately.

"It is rumored that the ninth elder of the Dragon Armor Clan's Patriarch, the Falling Society, was dismissed a few months ago, and the Dragon Armor Clan has elected a new chief"

"Who dares to say that senior doesn't have the qualifications?" A low growl suddenly came from a distance. The whistling sound shocked the sky, but I saw long rainbows, about a thousand monks, galloping from the distant starry sky, heading straight to this place.

The face of the patriarch of the Dark Scorpion Clan changed immediately. In front of so many monks from the clan, the other party actually asked him to kneel down in the name of the elder of the Falling Society. Such words are already a great insult

The day before the election of the elders of the Fallen Society, Wang Lin, surrounded by the Dark Scorpion Clan and the Yundun Clan, came outside the Great Emperor Planet. When he saw the strange Cultivation Star in the distance, Wang Lin couldn't help but focus his eyes.

He didn't speak much, but it contained cultivation, so he came back.

"Who the hell is this person, he can even let the Dragon Armored Clan see him?"

Behind him, among the Thousand Dragon Armor Clan, all the monks with great supernatural powers looked respectful, showing a faint fear, all clasped their fists together, bowed and said, "I'll see you, senior."

At this moment, the illusory mist formed by the tearing of the primordial magnetism outside the Great Emperor's star suddenly rolled and moved, and bursts of rumbling sound came from the inside, spreading to the surroundings continuously, and then, from the nothingness Inside the mist, a passage was ripped open abruptly, and with a sudden rush outward, it leaked out directly.

There are three arcs between its eyebrows, like water bō marks.

From the old man's point of view, Wang Lin must have been appointed by the Greedy Wolf who did not come, and using Wang Lin to stand up is the same as using the Greedy Wolf to stand up. The sarcasm made the old man feel a little bad.

"Dragonjia Clan"

The elders and patriarchs of the various tribes around this place are all old cunning and cunning people. Seeing this, they have more or less guesses. Just like the elders of the Luosheng Society, most of them think that Wang Lin is a greedy wolf. assigned.

Seeing this scene, the thirteenth elder's heart skipped a beat.

"What, why don't you come? It's fine, you, come here and kneel down for the old man." The thirteenth elder of the Luosheng Society, the patriarch of the Chuanhe Clan, raised his right hand and pointed directly at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin looked at the front coldly as usual.

"The Ninth Elder's Dragon Armor Clan"

The members of the Scorpion Clan, see the old man and come and kneel down." The Chuanhe Clan patriarch's eyes flickered, and he spoke slowly, but his eyes fell on Wang Lin.

This guess immediately made the old man feel like cold water drenched his head, his whole body trembled, his eyes showed shock and shock, and there was still a trace of disbelief.

"Senior, every selection of the elders of the Falling Birth Club will be carried out on the Great Emperor Star, but there is a magnetic tear here that cannot allow the monks to pass through. Only after all the people arrive, will a unified passage be opened from the inside. Let everyone in one by one.

At first glance, there were dense crowds of monks. The arrival of Wang Lin and his party immediately attracted some spiritual senses, and these spiritual senses were withdrawn one by one after the Dark Scorpion Clan and the Yun Dun Clan swept over them.

"That is the Great Elder of the Soul Snake Clan. The Soul Snake Clan fought against the Yundun Clan in the last selection of elders. They lost the election regardless of the outcome. The two clans also had conflicts in the past." The leader of the Dark Scorpion Clan said in a low voice.

The thirteenth elder of the Luosheng Society flashed his gaze. He had just seen the head of the Yundun clan cast a vague glance at Wang Lin, and looked at the place where he was standing.

Wang Lin nodded slightly, and glanced at the many monks outside the Great Emperor's Star. There are probably no less than tens of thousands of monks here. Although there are a large number of monks, they are still insignificant in this starry sky.

"Who is talking about the old man's name?" The patriarch of the Chuanhe clan, the thirteenth elder of the Luosheng Society, had a cold voice, and his eyes were like lightning, and he fell directly on Wang Lin and the patriarch of the Anscorpion clan.

"I heard that the Yundun clan invited Tanlang as an offering, and Tanlang is there, so it must be the choice for the elder this time, but I see you and the others, how come there is no senior Tanlang?" The middle-aged man seemed With a smile that wasn't a smile, he opened his mouth slowly.

As the thirteenth elder of the Luosheng Society, he was re-elected this time. In order to be re-elected, he must show his prestige. Although the Dark Scorpion Clan is very iǎ, the Yundun Clan is not weak, and he has the reputation of being enshrined by Greedy Wolf. , is the best Liwei choice.

"Although the number of Dragon Armor tribes is small, they are very strong. Among the 372 tribes in the land where I fell, I can rank among the top ten."

This scene was seen by all the monks here, and their expressions immediately changed.

A smile appeared on Wang Lin's face, looking at the talking old man, he said slowly: "Your name, can't you say it."

The pupils of Wang Lin's eyes shrank, and he observed carefully for a long time before his body stayed outside the illusory mist.

"This person must be appointed by Tanlang. Although Tanlang is strong, I am still an elder of the Luosheng Society right now, so I am not afraid." Thinking of this, the old man snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice:

"This matter has been widely spread, but because of the dismissal of the Ninth Elder, it is extremely secretive, and few people know about it."

"The branch of the Five Elements Shui Clan, the head of the Chuanhe Clan, this person is the thirteenth elder of the current Luosheng Society," the head of the Anxie Clan introduced in a low voice beside Wang Lin.

The patriarch of the Dark Scorpion Clan next to Wang Lin changed his expression, staring at the middle-aged man who spoke, he snorted softly.

Outside the mist, there are already quite a few monks at this moment. These monks are scattered in groups of dozens or hundreds, and many acquaintances are chatting alone in low voices.

This is not caused by humans, nor is it caused by a magic weapon, but a kind of power of heaven and earth, the power of good fortune.

It's not too late for us to come, and it is estimated that the passage will be opened in a short time. "The patriarch of the Dark Scorpion clan whispered beside Wang Lin.

Before it approached, Wang Lin felt that within the illusory mist, there was an extremely astonishing force. This force could tear the sky apart, and it could even disintegrate monks' magical powers and magic weapons.

The young man immediately stepped forward, bowed to Wang Lin, clasped his fists and raised his head, with a very respectful expression, he said loudly: "Junior Longjia Clan patriarch, see senior."

From the passage, dozens of monks with stern expressions came out. The person in the lead was the envoy of the Emperor who appeared from the Dragon Armor Cultivation Star. After this person appeared, he didn't even look at the people around him, but went straight to Wang Lin. go.

As soon as these words came out, the patriarch of the Dark Scorpion Clan immediately recovered his face, with a sarcasm showing from the corner of his mouth. Not only him, even the Yundun Clan patriarch who lowered his head raised his head, with sarcasm and a trace of hidden pride in his eyes.

"The old man also heard that Fellow Daoist Tanlang became an enshrinement of the Yundun Clan. Fellow Daoist Tanlang helped me in the early years, and he always wanted to pay a visit. Son Yun Dun, I don't know why Fellow Daoist Tanlang didn't come? "The person who spoke was an old man wearing a purple Taoist robe. The old man's face was slightly pale, but his voice was loud.

His words were full of sarcasm. When he spoke, he stopped and his eyes swept over Wang Lin and his party.

"Senior Greedy Wolf has something important to leave and won't come back, so don't guess anymore." The head of the Yundun Clan raised his head, glanced at Wang Lin vaguely, said something coldly, and then bowed his head. No more words.

"I didn't expect the Yundun clan to be able to take a fancy to the Scorpion clan in the place they like, and even accept them as subordinates. It's really interesting." At this moment, a piercing voice came from the front, but it was a group of nearly a thousand clansmen who walked out. A middle-aged man in a blue shirt.

As for Wang Lin, with his cultivation, few people can see the truth.

"You must not be a member of my tribe in the fallen land. I advise you to kneel down. You must know that even your master, Greedy Wolf, can only kneel down on this occasion." He was the one who started the dispute, and he was very happy to see the Yundun clan become the target of the thirteen elders' prestige.

The leader was a young man, and on both sides of him were several old men who had reached the catastrophe of heaven and man. The group of people roared and came in an instant, standing beside Wang Lin and the others.

Wang Lin looked calm and nodded slightly.

The Great Emperor Star is shrouded in an illusion, and it looks vague, as if surrounded by mist, but in the illusory mist, there are huge cracks appearing from time to time, like dense sharp mouths, when they appear devour everything.

"Qualification..." Wang Lin smiled.

The change here has attracted the attention of the surrounding monks, and they all looked at it with the intention of watching the excitement.

The middle-aged man of the Soul Snake Clan was stunned for a moment, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. As for the old man of the Chuanhe clan, his face suddenly darkened. He stared at Wang Lin, and then at the Dragon Armor clan members with fear in their eyes. Suddenly, a terrible guess emerged in his heart.

There are tens of thousands of monks here, all of whom are from the iǎ clan in the land of the downfall. They came here to snatch the position of the elder of the Falling Society. It can be said that any clan that is qualified to obtain the position of elder is hostile to each other. .

The name of Greedy Wolf is illustrious in this fallen place, and having him help the Yundun clan is enough to make the rest of the clan pay attention.

"You have to be a qualified person before you can tell, but I don't know if you have the qualifications."

"Could it be that he has nothing to do with Tanlang?"

The middle-aged man of the Soul Snake Clan showed a smile on his face, and shook his head, saying that the Scorpion Clan, even if they climb high, they should choose carefully, it is really unwise to follow the Yundun Clan. But this can't be blamed on you, the scorpions who live in the ground all day long are originally a group of short-sighted people. "

Beside Wang Lin, of course, was still standing the patriarch of the Yundun Clan. He heard the words of the Great Elder of the Soul Snake Clan, his expression was calm, he lowered his head and said nothing.

"It can't be like that... I must be thinking too much"

And being able to inquire more about the other party's news, or be able to see more of the depth, will be of great help to obtaining the position of elder. Now hearing the words of the Great Elder of the Soul Snake Clan, the people from the surrounding clans all looked at where the Yundun Clan was.

This man looks ordinary, but his eyes are like poisonous snakes, with a faint cold light, and a snake-shaped mark on the center of his eyebrows, making this man look even more sinister. BeRA