There is a Little Fairy Farmer in the Country

their master.

Lin Chendong has suspected this problem for a long time. From the beginning, Lin Chendong asked the universal system to interrupt the signal here. The plane can fly, but the phone cannot be made.

What's more, the old Taoist Taoist in that Taoist temple asked the omnipotent system to interrupt all his signals. The fighting here cannot be transmitted on the Internet, so as not to alarm the real person named Wudao.

To be honest, Lin Chendong is really a little afraid of that innocent real person now. If he kills him and can't trap him, the consequences will be terrible, especially the beautiful fairy Yueling who made his nose bleed tonight. Once they fall into the hands of these perverted old ghosts, they will be worse than death, do you believe it?

At this moment, in the cabin of the private airliner in the air, the two pilots repeatedly sent out the signal, over and over a dozen times.

"The message can't be sent, what should I do?" The co-pilot said a little anxiously: "The signal here is blocked, we have to leave here."

"Can't make a single call? What's going on?" they asked.

"Yes, our mobile phones have no signal." The person behind said.

It is said that passengers in the plane should turn off the signal in the mobile phone and switch it to flight mode. The reason is that every time the plane flies over a city, it needs to receive signals from base stations in different cities. Once there is too much mobile phone signal interference in the plane, it will cause the plane to receive the signal too slowly, and it is easy to cause a collision.

But these cultivators don't need to do this, because they have powerful spiritual sense, which is more accurate than radar, and can feel it for several kilometers; if they encounter other planes in the sky, they will avoid them in advance .

"Damn it, hurry up, let's fly away from this damned place, find a way, and call the president's master." They saw that under the Lingshan Mountain, there were already many fellow Taoists who died tragically in this terrifying sword formation.

For them, every second counts, but unfortunately, they can't win, even if the plane flies out of the city, they won't be able to make calls.

Obviously there is a signal in the mobile phone, but the number you dialed is an empty number, and a message comes from the mobile phone: The phone number you dialed is an empty number, please try again later.

There is no need to doubt this number, but the universal system has blocked all the numbers on their smartphones, or all their phones have problems, and all the phone numbers they dialed become empty numbers.

"Fellow daoists, why don't we go back and save them?" The pilot of the airliner had already left the city, and no matter how he tried to connect to the phone, he couldn't get through.

The same goes for phone calls from previous friends.

"Let's go save him. If we don't save them, all of them will die." The pilot began to turn around and said.

"Save, how to save? The president and the others are so powerful that they can't beat them. With our strength, how can we save people?" They became more anxious than anyone else.

"We can arrest people from the village surnamed Lin, force that little farmer, release the chairman and the others, and if we don't go back, we will be too late." They watched the time pass and said ten minutes later.

"Catch the villagers? Brother, are you trying to kill us?"

They had thought of this plan a long time ago. If this plan was feasible, they would have taken action a long time ago. Do they have to wait until now?

Now they don't want to offend such a mysterious small farmer, or such a powerful small farmer, they can't find a reason to offend them.

After all, Lin Chendong didn't kill any of their relatives, did he have to do so? If there is such a powerful magic circle in the village, wouldn't it be a trap if we went there?

"No, no, this won't work. If there is a magic circle waiting for us in the village, we will die even more unjustly. Although I have lived for more than three hundred years, I have not lived enough. I am going to find the legendary Kunlun fairy Mansion." One of the cultivators shook his head and waved his hands and said, "I want to pursue the way of heaven that lives the same life as heaven and earth."

"Yes, yes, this fellow Taoist is right, we can't do this." These cultivators who were greedy for life and afraid of death also opposed this plan.

"Then what to do, if no one rescues them, they will really die." The two pilots loyal to the chairman said.

"I don't know what benefits the president will give you, but I tell you two, if you want to save them, I advise you to fly the plane to Penglai Xiandao quickly, and hope they can survive."

How many secrets does this Fenglai Xiandao hold? Will their master be stronger than Daoist Wudao?

No matter what the situation is, their dialogue is under the supervision of the universal system, and now the universal system is under Lin Chendong's instructions.

Start to change their flight route, yes, that is to change its flight route through intelligent operation, let it fly out of the country, whether it will be shot down by others, that is their business.

Of course, the flight line on the display of their plane has not changed. The universal system shows them a fake flight line, making them think that the plane is on a normal flight path.

At this time, twenty minutes had passed since the battle on the top of Qingtan Mountain, and the sky was dimly lit up.

But these enemies are not dead yet, less than half of the 200 cultivators are left, about 70 or 80 people.

They are still holding on to these terrifying thunder swords, their eyes are full of fear, just now they thought that they would cooperate with the president and others to break through the formation, and after 20 minutes of breaking through, not only could they not break through, but more than 90 fellow Taoists died .

"Mr. Lin, let us go. We didn't mean to be your enemy. All of this is under the command of the president and directors. Please let me go." Some cultivators, seeing their former friends They all died tragically in the circle.

They started begging for mercy. To use the person just now, although they lived for hundreds of years, they still haven't lived enough. Now that they finally found the Immortal Mansion, they don't want to miss this opportunity.

As long as you are alive, do you still worry about not having a chance to take revenge?

"Mr. Lin, please let us go, we can be loyal to you." Faced with death, they even gave up their dignity and said, "Please."

"You people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, even if we die in battle, we will not kneel down and beg him. For the sake of dignity, I will die standing up, and I will not live on my knees." It's tattered.

Especially a few young, beautiful, plump women whose dresses had been cut by lightning swords in many places, exposing the bodies of any man who would be so fascinated.

Now they are even more fearful and fearful than these male cultivators. If it weren't for a few male Taoist friends who blocked the thunder sword for them, they would have died under the thunder sword.

To be honest, they are very beautiful, and they are all above the second lady, Long Qian'er, but it doesn't mean that Lin Chendong will be soft on them.

Lin Chendong did like beautiful women. Lin Chendong did like beauties with big breasts, but he didn't like this type of women. If Aunt Yuelong Jiu hadn't spoken for Long Qian'er that day, Lin Chendong would have killed Long Qian'er first.

"You're about to die, what do you want to do with dignity? After death, you are nothing. Only by living can you continue to pursue the way of heaven. If you want to die, we don't want to die yet." A few old guys scolded this man who wanted to die standing up. friend.

For these companions who begged for mercy, their presidents, and their association directors, I don't blame them. Everyone has their own ambitions. After all, this matter was all caused by him.

Because of his decision, killing so many fellow Taoists, the president really felt guilty, knowing that if this continues, all of them will die here, all at the hands of this terrible little farmer.

"Lin Chendong, I can die, but I beg you to let them go, this matter has nothing to do with them!" The old man with no confidence and many wounds on his body said to Lin Chendong.

"If I knew today, why bother!" Lin Chendong's voice rang in their ears.

"As long as you let them go, we can satisfy all your conditions, please, don't kill them any more!" said a director of the association.

(At midnight, I beg all fellow Taoists to vote for me.)