I rely on krypton gold to be invincible in all realms

His face turned pale instantly and he almost sat down on the ground.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes as he looked at Qin Shou.

"You...what did you do?"

At just one glance, he felt as if he was being stared at by some terrifying supreme being.

"roll!"

Qin Shou uttered a word.

As soon as the voice fell, a wave of air suddenly rose in the space.

"Puff, wow..."

Wu Ming's eyes widened instantly and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Then the whole person was swept up by the air wave and fell down from Tianzhu Mountain.

"hiss!"

"too horrible!"

"Just get out!"

A gasp sounded.

On the platform, everyone was stunned, looking at Qin Shou with shock on their faces.

Wu Ming, after all, is also a person in the state of enlightenment!

It was solved just by talking?

Some sharp-eyed people even saw... that after that shout, Wu Ming's body split open, leaving behind horrific cracks.

"Senior Brother Qin Shou..."

Beside Qin Shou, Qin Tianyi and his sister swallowed their saliva.

They were close to each other, and just for a moment, they felt an inexplicable majesty flash across Qin Shou.

At this time, another cold voice sounded.

"Qin Shou!"

"You are too presumptuous. Junior Brother Wu is an important disciple of the Holy Land after all. How dare you hurt him like this..."

"You killed your fellow disciples, aren't you afraid that the Discipline Hall will hold you accountable after you return to the Holy Land?"

In the center of a group of holy land disciples, Lin Zhengtian slowly stood up and looked at Qin Shou with a cold expression.

As soon as these words were spoken, the geniuses of the ancient clans and major sects all looked at them intently.

There was surprise in his eyes.

Only now did they realize that Qin Shou was also a disciple of the Qingtian Holy Land.

However, they had never heard of such a powerful evil genius before.

Could it be that... he had been hidden away in the Qingtian Holy Land in the past, and was only revealed now that the King's Palace was opened?

Qin Shou listened to the discussions of people around him with a calm expression on his face.

He looked at Lin Zhengtian calmly and said nonchalantly, "It's just a minor punishment. If you go down and find him now, you should be able to save him."

"As for the Discipline Hall? Then let them come!"

After saying this, he no longer paid attention to the other party and turned to look at the towering palace.

Inside, he complied with the temple spirit's request.

Now we have to pack up this royal palace and take it away.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Lin Zhengtian suddenly flashed and stood in front of him.

"Qin Shou, you will be held accountable for injuring Junior Brother Wu when you return to the Holy Land by the powerful men of the Discipline Hall."

"Now, this Saint Son needs you to answer me..."

"Did you receive any inheritance in there?"

"Also... were you responsible for the previous commotion? Where are those two statues now?"

Lin Zhengtian's expression was fierce, his eyes fixed on Qin Shou with a questioning attitude.

Compared to Wu Ming's life or death, he cares more about the inheritance inside.

"inherited?"

"Who do you think you are? Do I have any inheritance to share with you?"

Qin Shou's face darkened slightly. He stared at Lin Zhengtian who was standing in front of him, raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

What a crap Saint Son, he only remembers eating and not beatings!

"you dare?"

Lin Zhengtian opened his eyes wide and shouted angrily.

He didn't expect Qin Shou to be so decisive. He took action without saying a word.

But when he wanted to fight back, he was shocked to find that the space around him had already solidified and he could not move at all.

The next moment, a slap arrived...

Snapped!

Bang!

The crisp sound of applause echoed throughout the venue.

Half of Lin Zhengtian's face exploded instantly, and the whole person took off directly, spinning 720 degrees in the air, and crashed heavily into the wall of the temple.

"Hiss, ouch..."

There was a gasp of cold air, mixed with the sound of toothache.

On the platform, everyone looked at Lin Zhengtian, who was lying in the corner with half of his face covered in blood, and they all subconsciously covered their faces.

It hurts to look at it!

Lin Yuan, Wu Ming and others were the first to react.

"Qin Shou, you..."

"You... Holy Son..."

A group of people rushed to Lin Zhengtian's side, their faces full of panic.

Looking at Qin Shou, his eyes revealed deep disbelief.

Their Holy Son is a powerful being at the fourth level of the Enlightenment Realm, a supreme combat body...

He was actually slapped away?

At this time, Lin Zhengtian on the ground had a dazed look on his face.

The emotional trauma hurt him more than the physical pain.