Is the successor of Jingu Eight Gates finally coming?

Who are the remaining seven people?

Lin Che crossed his arms and waited with great interest. He also wanted to know who would come.

call--

At this moment, a streak of light flew over from the sky ahead.

The speed was so fast that it left a visible mark in the air.

BANG!!

The stream of light flew above everyone's heads, stopped abruptly, and a figure slowly emerged.

The invisible sword light enveloped his body, shining brightly.

The terrifying force of pressure came down like an overwhelming force, directly pressing down on everyone.

Faced with this terrifying pressure, those above the sixth rank could barely hold on, while those below the sixth rank all fell to their knees, unable to resist.

The officers and soldiers of the Shenji Camp also gathered together, mobilized their military spirit, and used their military strength to resist, with solemn expressions on their faces, not daring to underestimate the enemy.

This is the power of the eighth rank!

When they saw the arrival of this eighth-grade expert, the whole scene changed instantly, and everyone from the four major families showed surprise.

This is the power of dominance, this is the successor of the Eight Gates of Jingu.

After their surprise, they no longer looked up at the sky, but instead looked at Lin Che with great pride. They really wanted to see what expression Lin Che had now.

Are you about to kneel down and beg for mercy?

"Wu Zhiyao?"

At this moment, Lin Che still folded his arms across his chest, his expression unchanged, his eyes fixed on the sky. The eighth-rank expert, with a self-righteous expression, held a sword box behind him. It was Wu Zhiyao.

For some reason, Lin Che suddenly felt like laughing.

The four major families worked on it for a long time, thinking that they would do better, but unexpectedly they made such a big mistake.

"Humph, now any piece of trash dares to interfere in my affairs?"

Lin Che pointed his hand towards the air and shouted:

"Wu Zhiyao, if you keep acting like that in front of me, I'll break your legs! Get out!!"

Boom!!

As soon as Lin Che opened his mouth, bursts of light, like ultrasonic ripples, rushed into the air.

Boom!!!

In mid-air, Wu Zhiyao couldn't help but tremble, and his face turned ashen.

The people from the four major families seemed to have not reacted yet. They were about to curse and swear at the bully, but then they immediately realized what was going on.

"He, he dared to scold Senior Wu Zhiyao?"

"Is he crazy? He's an eighth-rank cultivator, the heir of the Eight Gates of the Divine Palace. How dare he curse?"

"That's not right. He knows Senior Wu Zhiyao's name, yet he dares to speak like that. What's his basis?"

"Why aren't you taking action yet? Just kill him and destroy this Divine Machine Battalion! Quickly!"

However, what surprised everyone from the four major families was that Wu Zhiyao in mid-air did not dare to take action even though he was being scolded in public like this.

"Lin Che, don't be so arrogant!"

Wu Zhiyao's face turned pale and blue, and he pointed at the soldiers of the Shenji Camp:

"I knew you wouldn't give up on these soldiers, and you've recruited them again. You're not qualified to join the Jingu Eight Gates and become one of us. This is the rule of the Jingu Eight Gates!"

"What rules? My rules are the only rules!!"

Lin Che was not panicking at all. She had originally thought that the Eight Sects of the Divine Palace were noble and dedicated to serving the country and the people. But she had never imagined that, starting with this old man Guichen, this group of people were just chasing a mysterious treasure.

In that case, there is no need to follow any rules.

The Eight Gates of the Divine Palace could not create any ninth-grade martial arts.

He has cultivated to this level, but he still has to be bound by the eight rules?

The simple conversation between the two people was like a bolt from the blue to the ears of the four major families.

Plop!!

The timid Ye Rongjun's legs softened and he sat down on the ground, his face paler than a dead person.

"He, he, he, he's actually from the Eight Gates of the Shrine? We're dead, dead..."

Liu Ji was also sweating profusely and shook his head, saying, "Impossible. I have seen every one of the Eight Gates of the Divine Palace, and he is definitely not one of them."

"Chief, it seems, it seems that they have recently gained a 'Death Gate Inheritor'! He can't be..."

Liu Ji felt dizzy and almost couldn't stand.

If Lin Che were the heir of the Eight Gates of the Divine Palace, their four major families would definitely be doomed.

If they had known this, they would not have resisted and would have given up everything they had.

"Lin Che, why are you so arrogant? Since you violated the sect's rules, someone will naturally come to take you away!"

As soon as Wu Zhiyao finished speaking, there was a sudden movement in the air.

BANG!!

A figure appeared out of thin air and appeared right next to Wu Zhiyao.

It’s Yao Tu Nan!

As soon as he appeared, the two green snake earrings seemed to wake up, hissing and spitting out their tongues, as if they were about to grow bigger at any time.

"It's you! It's good you came, so I don't have to think of other excuses."

Lin Che had long anticipated that these two people would be the only ones in the entire Divine Palace to turn against him.

Since Yao Tunan is here, that is exactly what he wants.

Because Yao Tunan was from Xiumen, Lin Che had never entered. If Yao Tunan was beaten to death or disabled because of today's incident, then no one would stop him from entering Xiumen.

Swish——

Lin Che's figure flashed and he was also in mid-air.

The two sides were facing each other from a distance of a hundred meters, ready to fight at any time.

"A round-robin battle, or do you two come together?"

"What's the hurry?" Yao Tunan raised the corner of his mouth, and stared at Lin Che with eyes like a venomous snake.

Whoosh whoosh——

At this moment, streaks of light and a black ancient ship flew over from the distance.

Someone from Jingu Hachimon is coming again!

There is Long Jin from Dumen, Li Buyan from Shengmen, Pei Jijiu from Kaimen, and Xiangyanghua from Jingmen. The only ones missing are Ye Zheyun from Jingmen and that old man Guichen.

When these four arrived, the positions they stood in were very strange, neither left nor right, but right in the middle.

Lin Che also glanced at them and asked, "Do you also want to meddle in other people's business?"

Xiangyanghua stood on the deck of the ancient ship and said with a smile, "It has nothing to do with me. You can fight as you please. I just heard the old man Guichen's suggestion and came to take a look. If you fight here, many people will die."

Li Buyan looked like a good old man and said:

"Lin Che, you brought a large army here and want to rule this place. Naming it 'Demon Suppression State' is breaking the rules. We have to intervene."

“Who do you think you are?” Lin Che glanced at him with cold eyes.

"Once a person has a weak spot, he is not suitable to join the Eight Gates of the Shrine. This is the valuable experience we have summed up over hundreds of years, just like family, confidants, subordinates... or the army."

Li Buyan remained calm and pointed at the Shenji Battalion below: "You are alone. If a real fight breaks out, how can you protect them? This is your weak spot."

"Actually, the rules of our Shrine's Eight Gates are all for your own good. Why don't you understand?"