Go to another world with the system

Chapter 280
The court has been completely forgetful.

The decent monks facing the east and the ghost gate are innately opposed to each other, the kind of immortality. In the eyes of the decent monks, if it weren't for the scene of the ghost gate 500 years ago, where would the curse come from in winter? Why do you need to live more conscientiously than ordinary people!
What's more, these ghost cultivators specialize in crooked ways, not only kidnapping female cultivators as furnaces, but in recent years, even male cultivators have been killed from time to time to become supplements for their cultivation. It's hateful to say it!At the moment, every attack is a killer move.

Mr. Lian Xu watched from above, and really doubted the treachery of the ghost gate, how could he only send this little combat power to something that he was determined to win?
Just as this doubt swirled in his mind, another group of people suddenly appeared in the crowd.

She looked intently, only to find that more than a dozen monks had secretly opened a portal, and evil spirits from the ghost gate kept coming out of the portal.

The ones who blew up their identities just now were just some foundation-builders, probably because they felt that the less impressive their identities were, the easier it would be for them to sneak in, but now all those who come out of the portal are at least forming alchemy and several Nascent Souls. Can't help but the decent monks don't pay attention to it.

To make matters worse, some of the monks who had just fought side by side suddenly turned against each other, and suddenly pointed the finger at their comrades in arms not long ago.

The monk who was hurt by his partner's betrayal couldn't believe it, he only hated himself for trusting the wrong person!
"It's so strange, do the people in the Tiangan Auction just let the evil cultivators make trouble?"

Seeing that the injured person was about to run in the direction of death, Lian Xujun cast his skills without thinking.

The evil cultivator of the Ghost Gate, who was about to give his opponent a fatal blow with a ferocious face, continued to laugh wildly triumphantly. He was frozen in the ice, and the cultivator who escaped the catastrophe seized the opportunity to strike back without saying a word. The ice shattered, people, and Turned into ashes.

The decent monk bowed his hands to Mr. Lianxu's box on the second floor to express his gratitude. Mr. Lianxu rolled his eyes and turned his attention to other places.

Ling Xi asked, "Why did you go to save Donglin cultivator?"

Mr. Lian Xu replied: "Because human life does not distinguish between high and low."

"Ling Xi, maybe in your minds, the people of Xiqu Kingdom and Donglin Kingdom are different, but in my eyes, there is only good and evil, regardless of race."

Lingxi was puzzled, but he didn't say anything more. Strictly speaking, the Nuwa tribe had the responsibility to protect the common people. He didn't care much about Donglin Kingdom because of their hesitation when they fought against the ghost emperor 500 years ago. Determined to be dissatisfied.

If they hadn't been tempted by the ghost emperor with treasures and refused to attack with all their strength, how could the Nuwa tribe have ended up like that?

He doesn't kill them, but he doesn't help them either.

But if this is Jun'er's wish.

"If you say save, then save."

"Don't be in a hurry," said Mr. Lian Xu, "Look again, I always feel that the Tiangan Auction House still has a backhand."

You can save people easily, but you can avoid being used as a gunman.

The place was almost completely occupied by evil cultivators, and it was roughly estimated that there would be hundreds or thousands of people. Suddenly, Mr. Geng changed his precarious attitude and raised his hand to take pictures on the auction platform.

The original fences that appeared on the periphery began to expand outside, and people outside the auction house only saw that the entire Tiangan Auction House was like a huge cage, enclosing the inside tightly and airtight.

A metallic color began to appear on the fence, and those who accidentally bumped into it found themselves unable to move. The fence turned them into immobile prey like a spider web.

Only then did the evil cultivators feel something was wrong, and it was too late to withdraw.

(End of this chapter)