Chapter 68: Beidi is starting to commit suicide
"The Qin family's number one immortal seedling, Qin Xianwu, a divine body."
Qin Yunhai said.
Qin Xianwu looked at Lin Teng with a hint of provocation.
One million, seven hundred thousand, has already exceeded the record of the younger generation of their Qin family.
Lin Teng came to the stone tablet used to test combat effectiveness. Since he was already here, he might as well play around a bit.
He then threw a punch without using any trump cards except the Emperor Flame.
boom!
In front of the astonished eyes of the Qin family's disciples, the entire stone tablet suddenly exploded, turned into powder, and disappeared.
"what?"
"The monument was destroyed?"
"Oh my god, what kind of fighting power is this?"
The Qin family disciples were in an uproar and were all stunned.
Qin Xianwu, who originally had a proud look on his face, was also stunned and dumbfounded.
"Brother Qin, it broke so quickly? It's too fragile."
Lin Teng was speechless. He was a guest at someone's house and he broke someone's things. This made him very embarrassed. He had already tried to hold back, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't bear it.
"Well, I've never heard of something like this being able to be broken before."
Qin Yunhai also said in confusion.
A group of Qin family disciples looked at Lin Teng as if he were a monster. The Qin family's supreme elder was even alarmed by this matter, but when he saw that it was Lin Teng, he did not really blame Lin Teng. Instead, Lin Teng felt embarrassed and gave him another holy fruit to apologize in order to avoid suffering from the power of cause and effect.
This actually shocked the Qin family. How could Lin Teng take out such a precious holy fruit so easily? Those who didn't know would think that he had emptied the holy mountain in the ancient forbidden land.
If they knew that Lin Teng had moved the slaves away, they would definitely be shocked.
"The Holy Master of the Qin Family is here, and the Holy Master of Shuiyun Holy Land is here to visit."
At this moment, a voice sounded between heaven and earth.
A big shot has arrived, the Holy Lord of Water Rhythm.
Qin Ze immediately went to greet him in person. The two seemed to have a good relationship and talked a lot.
"I heard that Lin Teng came to visit you?"
A white-haired old man, the Holy Lord of Shuiyun, spoke.
"Oh?"
Qin Ze was surprised when he heard this, "Are you here to find Lin Teng?"
"Ah."
The Holy Lord of Water Rhythm nodded in acknowledgment.
Qin Ze was somewhat surprised and puzzled. How could Lin Teng, a member of the younger generation of Beiyuan, know the Holy Lord of Donghuang?
"This Beidi is so young, but his communication skills are really strong."
Qin Ze murmured in his heart.
The other party's face lit up with joy when he found Lin Teng.
Lin Teng was puzzled at first, but later he realized that this person's descendant was killed by the northern barbarians. The Holy Lord of Shuiyun went to the Tianji Pavilion to deduce Lin Teng, and only then did he figure out Lin Teng's identity.
Today I also want to ask about the specific identity of that Northern Barbarian.
"The Seventh Prince of the Ancient Clan? No wonder the deduction couldn't be made."
The Holy Lord of Water Rhythm suddenly realized but frowned.
With this status, it seems that even if he wants to take revenge, it may not be that easy.
"Also, I heard that you are going to deal with the Zhaixing Tower? Count me in, the Saint of my Holy Land was assassinated by this Zhaixing Tower!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Teng inexplicably felt that this Shuiyun Holy Land was so pitiful, as all the holy sons and daughters died young.
However, Lin Teng naturally welcomed the other party to join him, as he was a genuine Venerable. The next day, Lin Teng and his men marched directly towards the Northern Territory. On the way, Wan Dun Holy Land also sent two Extreme Dao Human Emperors to join Lin Teng's army.
Therefore, Lin Teng's group, including four supreme emperors and a venerable, is an extremely powerful force.
Qin Yunhai opened his mouth wide, it was hard to believe that Lin Teng actually gathered so many experts to accompany him to "make trouble".
He was extremely envious of such connections and persuasiveness.
He asked himself, if one day he said that he was going to Zhan Zhaixing Tower, not to mention outsiders, even his sister Qin Yao and the Qin family would ignore him and treat him as a fool.
However, he was still not optimistic. With this kind of strength, he could destroy 90% of the forces in the Eastern Wilderness, but it was far from enough to destroy the Zhaixing Tower.
Lin Teng did not fly directly to the star field, but came to the largest human holy city in the Eastern Wilderness, which is jointly governed by the Zhou family, the Qin family, the Sunlight Holy Land, and the Yaochi Holy Land.
War kings are everywhere, human emperors are as numerous as dogs, and you can even occasionally see small venerables flying by.
There are also quite a few wild beasts and raptor warships. Three of the ten most romantic places are located here. The largest auction house in the East Wilderness is located here, and the largest chamber of commerce is also here.
At this moment, the most prosperous cross street in the holy city.
This place is called Zhengdi Avenue, and it is a major landmark in Eastern Wilderness.
The two streets are a hundred miles long, and the floor tiles are all paved with bones of ancient species.
"Everyone, I am Lin Teng from the Lin family."
Lin Teng stood in the center of the cross street and spoke.
"Lin Teng? Beidi?"
"It's him. I saw him in Beiyuan before. Why is he here?"
The monks passing by were suddenly surprised and their eyes fell on Lin Teng, which actually caused a commotion.
"I'm going to the Star-Picking Tower soon. I wonder if there's any brave man willing to lend me a hand! To be honest, several strong men have already given me great help on this trip."
Lin Teng said straight to the point.
"What? The Northern Emperor wants to attack the Zhaixing Tower!"
The crowd was in an uproar.
"You are really brave."
"Interesting. Although the Northern Emperor is very powerful, if the Star Picking Tower was so easy to deal with, the Immortal Forces would have taken action long ago."
"This Northern Emperor is still too young. Even the Lin family's great ancestor doesn't dare to have any idea about Zhaixing Tower."
"I don't think it's a good idea. Even if he is the Northern Emperor, is this asking people to die with him?"
Many people shook their heads.
Although the Zhaixing Tower is notorious, everyone wants to destroy it.
But you have to have the strength to do so.
Lin Teng, who has lived for only a dozen years, dared to take action against an ancient force that has existed for thousands of years and even tried to wipe it out completely. He was too naive.
"It seems that Beidi has grown too smoothly. As expected, smooth sailing is not necessarily a good thing. He still needs setbacks to dampen his spirit. Otherwise, he will do stupid things. His mind is still immature."
There are also powerful elders who said this with great earnestness.
Seeing that no one agreed, Lin Teng shook his head helplessly. It seemed that the horror of the Star-Picking Tower had become a deep-rooted disease that was deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Everyone in the world is afraid of him, but Lin Teng wants to kill him with his own hands!
Born to be an emperor, you should do things that ordinary people dare not do.
Lin Teng continued on his way to the star region, with hundreds of people following behind him, keeping a certain distance. They were not there to lend a hand, but to watch the show.
"What? Beidi is going to take out the Zhaixing Tower?"
"It seems that Zhaixinglou has assassinated Beidi and made him angry."
"Interesting, this Northern Emperor is really too young. Although the Star Picking Tower is not an immortal force, it is the king of the underground world. Even if his Xuanzu comes, he won't dare to do anything."
"I've seen this battle. Beidi suffered a major setback! Although he didn't die, he also lost his invincibility!"
The Eastern Wilds were in an uproar again, especially the cultivators from the Northern Territory.
(End of this chapter)