"Smack!"

The white son is on the plate, like a sword out of the sheath.

The Kurozi army was in turmoil and collapsed.

Lose it all.

"Childe, I lost"

Bai Zi'an was free-spirited, his expression was not shocked, and he just lowered his head and drank tea.

A Confucian robe, with an ethereal posture, and three thousand black hair, flowing on his shoulders, shining slightly.

The face is like a crown of jade, but it reveals a sense of alienation, and the black eyes are as deep as a pool of ancient springs, giving birth to a cold and outstanding.

Just one glance and it's unforgettable.

Everyone present was suddenly shocked, all of them were immortals descending to earth, and they didn't look like mortals!

And the immortal in the eyes of everyone is in a state of crash at the moment.

"Ding Dong, the shuttle is successful, and I have entered the world of immortals"

"The strongest villain system binding...... Binding successful!"

A cold mechanical sound came to mind in his head, and Bai Zi'an listened to the prompts in a daze.

"Authentication is in progress...... Processed successfully, please check!"

"Host: Bai Zi'an"

"Cultivation: Divine Realm"

"Spiritual Root: Innate Spiritual Root"

"Identity: The Outcast"

"Appearance: Anti-Bone Appearance (You have the most powerful foundation of the Villain, and the Anti-Bone Appearance will increase the hatred of the Child of Luck for you)"

"Luck: 0"

Bai Zi'an looked at the interface projected from his pupils in a daze.

Sleep at home by yourself, who knows wakes up and crosses.

And let yourself be a villain?

Those with the lowest force value in this world can split boulders by hand, cross the river with a reed, and the strong are even more stars and moons, move mountains and seas, and cut the sun, moon and stars with a piece of grass.

Even ordinary people are twice as strong as the people of the original world.

What the fuck is going to do with this?

Although he has a golden finger, the luck value is zero, and no matter how you look at it, it feels wrong.

"The luck value can increase one's own chances, and it can be favored by heaven, and every evil will turn into good fortune, and the clouds will soar for nine days. ”

"The current luck is zero, which is a great omen, please plunder the host as soon as possible. ”

The system prompted quickly.

"Qi luck from low to high, there are seven levels in total, black, blue, blue, yellow, red, gold, purple. ”

Bai Zi'an looked up, okay! There was a black cloud above his head, which was the manifestation of luck.

There is always a feeling of sudden death!

The identity of the original owner is the son of the Holy Land of the Sword Sect in the Upper Realm, he has been trained in the world, his talent is superb, his background is terrifying, it stands to reason that he has strong luck, and he is a blessed person, who knows that it will suddenly be dark.

The identity given by the system is a wanderer, could it be that there has been an accident in the Holy Land of the Sword Sect?

Bai Zi'an looked at the black luck, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

If this luck is not improved, it is estimated that he will not live long.

"Bai Zi'an!"

At this time, Lin Tian shouted Bai Zi'an's name loudly, for some reason, from the moment he saw Bai Zi'an, the disgust that surged from the bottom of his heart rushed straight to his brain, especially Ling Shuang's flattering look, which made him even more depressed.

"Presumptuous! Childe's name, how can you call it!"

A loud shout came, with a majestic coercion.

In a blink of an eye, it was the Holy Son Wang Sheng who was canonized today by the Dayan Holy Land.

He was striding forward indifferently, the divine light on the surface of his body flickered, and there was a faint arc of electricity crossing, and he wanted to do it.

This is really a godsend, if you don't take the opportunity to perform in front of Bai Zi'an, when will it be?

If it weren't for the fact that he had been delivering tea and water to Bai Zi'an, he would have done things, and he would have been praised for being good, and he would not have forced other True Transmission disciples to become a holy son.

So for Bai Zi'an, he is grateful from the bottom of his heart.

Not everyone is as good as Bai Zi'an and Ling Shuang, they have a good background and a good father, and they stand at the end of being born at the end of being born.

"Lin Tian, you are arrogant, disrespectful, disrespectful, disruptive in public, disrupt the canonization ceremony of my Dayan Holy Land in public, provoke the Holy Lord and Holy Authority, if you are not executed today, what will you do with my Dayan?"

"Come on, put them in prison, and deal with them afterwards!"

One of the elders stepped forward and shouted loudly.

This is the best moment to please Bai Zi'an, of course, you have to stand up and get into the eyes.

"That's right, it's better to take advantage of this, abolish Lin Tian's cultivation, break his legs, and kneel down to apologize to Bai Gongzi!"

"I think, there is no need for the Lin family to exist!"

Seeing this, the rest of the elders and disciples also hurriedly shouted.

Justice Ling Ran, reprimanding Lin Tian for his disrespect and mistakes.

Everyone present was shocked, how did this man in white come from to let the Dayan Holy Land be maintained like this.

Lin Tian's face turned pale suddenly, and if he continues to make trouble, I'm afraid he will really not be able to get out of the Dayan Holy Land today.

Even Ling Shuang stood with his head down, and Shi Shiran poured tea and water for Bai Zi'an.

The two of them seemed to be on opposite sides of the whirlpool in this hall, peaceful and calm.

When he was upset, a cold meaning spread to the heavenly spirit from his fingers.

The irritability gradually recovered.

Bai Zi'an took a sip of tea and glanced at Lin Tian with interest.

Immediately, a huge look of surprise erupted in his eyes.

It really took no effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to get them, only to see the top of Lin Tian's head, the color of panic was all over the sky, like the early sun rising into the sky, almost red.

I am afraid that after a while, the deficit will turn into gold.

Behind his ears, his gaze turned and fell on the ring on Lin Tian's hand.

Tsk, the old man with the golden finger, repenting of marriage in the Holy Land, and begging for humiliation, is simply the standard template for the protagonist.

This Lin Tian can be regarded as the upper class among the sons of luck.

However, the villain will do it!

If...... I have plundered Lin Tian's luck, I am afraid that the fortune will continue, and it is not far from the favor of heaven.

"Bai Zi'an, you are nothing except for the Holy Land to help you back, I am disgusted when I see you!"

Lin Tian spoke again, he couldn't stand Bai Zi'an's fiery eyes just now, and he felt uncomfortable at the thought of a possibility.

Especially when Ling Shuang was in the state of Bai Zi'an's little daughter's family of taking and taking, Ren Jun Caizhi, he held back a wave of anger in his heart.

Why can Bai Zi'an be supported by the Holy Land, why is Ling Shuang so docile to him, why am I extremely talented and extremely qualified, but I am humiliated!

Everything was repeatedly squeezed and rolled in his heart, unwilling to be jealous and fused with each other, making him eager to cut Bai Zi'an with a thousand knives to vent the hatred in his heart.

Bai Zi'an still sipped the teacup lightly, his face was neither happy nor angry.

The water is boiling, and the heart is still.

As for Lin Tian, it's my business.

Plundered the luck, and it will be unknown to the public.

Cruel as it sounds, isn't this normal in every world?

What's more, it is a fantasy world where the strong are respected, the weak eat the strong, and the grass cares about human life.

And this Lin Tian doesn't have any great skills, his psychological quality is not up to par, and he has no big background, so he has some kung fu to mess around.