"Senior Beidi!"

"Ancestor!"

Many people screamed in fear, especially the people from the Wang family. They felt dizzy and felt like the sky was falling.

If the Northern Emperor Wang Teng dies, the Wang family will not only not be able to continue to prosper, but it will be a problem whether it can continue to exist.

After all, when the wall falls, everyone pushes it!

"You...you really want to kill me?"

Tears were streaming down the corners of the Northern Emperor's mouth. He weakly raised his head and looked at Qin Chuan, like a dying beast.

"You think I'm kidding?"

Qin Chuan sneered.

His chest was also bleeding. The strange power of the arrow just now caused him considerable damage. It would probably take him several days to recover.

"You can't kill me."

The Northern Emperor Wang Teng stared at Qin Chuan's eyes and said in a deep voice: "The Human Race Temple has a rule that among the human race, a Martial Emperor cannot kill another Martial Emperor without authorization, otherwise he will be held accountable by the Temple."

Qin Chuan looked at the Master of Chi Ming Palace.

The Lord of Chi Ming Palace nodded: "Indeed."

Qin Chuan was unmoved, and smiled at the Northern Emperor Wang Teng: "The Emperor Wu can't kill you, so it's OK if you're not the Emperor Wu, right?"

As he said this, he looked at Qin Zi in the distance.

"Ah? Me??"

Qin Zi blinked and then flew over.

"His strength and cultivation have been suppressed by me. You use this to kill him."

Qin Chuan condensed a long sword of light filled with a destructive aura in his left hand and handed it to Qin Zi.

This sword seems to contain endless thunder and fire, and it will explode as long as it is inserted into the body!

"You! How dare you!!"

The Northern Emperor was completely panicked and threatened harshly:

"My master is an elder of the Holy Temple and a high-ranking Martial Emperor. If you kill me, my master will not let you go!"

The hero is short-tempered.

Few people can face death calmly. The higher the position one holds, the more afraid they are of losing everything.

Qin Chuan looked at the Master of Chi Ming Palace.

The Lord of Chi Ming Palace was silent for a moment, then said:

"He was indeed a disciple of a temple elder back then. However, he later offended that mysterious strong man and was shot in the knee by an arrow. The elder then drew a line between them and never had any contact with him again."

"It's possible that the elder gave up on him because he saw that he had lost his potential. It's also possible that the mysterious strong man was too powerful and the elder didn't dare to offend him, so he distanced himself from him."

"But...even so, after all, they were a master and disciple. If I kill him, the temple elder will probably be unhappy."

He explained the seriousness of the matter.

Big men are conceited.

People in high positions often feel that their face has a wide range of influence. Even if a distant relative who is not related to them at all is bullied, they will feel that someone is not giving them face!

The human temple rules over the human race, and the status of the temple elders is very high. If they want to make things difficult for someone, even the Martial Emperor will find it difficult to avoid it.

“So that’s how it is…”

Qin Chuan smiled leisurely, then his face turned cold and he said calmly: "Whether the elder of the temple is happy or not, what does it have to do with me? I don't ask him for anything, do I need to consider whether he is happy or not?!"

He looked at Qin Zi: "Kill!"

Qin Zi took a deep breath, then held the sword with both hands and nodded - whatever Dad said, let's do it!

“Die!!”

There was a look of determination in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and thrust the sword into the body of the Northern Emperor.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, an earth-shaking sound came from the body of the Northern Emperor Teng, as if the sky was collapsing, the earth was shattering, and the world was being destroyed!

A terrifying wave of power spread out, but Qin Chuan used his right hand to suppress the power.

"I curse you!!"

There was a look of desperate madness on Beidi's face, his eyes were red, and he roared angrily at Qin Chuan and Qin Zi.

Then, a crack appeared on his body, and finally, it exploded like ceramic!

“Crash!”

An invisible energy wave spread out from its original location and was about to dissipate between heaven and earth.

"Ding, the martial luck of the Four Element Martial Emperor is detected. You can capture him by spending 100 Daddy Points. Do you want to capture him?"

The system voice sounded.

Qin Chuan was stunned and asked, "What's the point of capturing it?"

He is a money-conscious person, so it is impossible for him to buy everything the merchants launch. What if he buys something he doesn't need?

"Ding! Infusing a person with martial luck can make him unstoppable and quickly break through the realm."

The system replied.

"Will it work for me?"

Qin Chuan asked.

"Ding! Please don't have any delusions, host."

The system replied calmly.

Qin Chuan immediately knew that it was no use, but he still decided to capture this martial luck. After all, he could use it for Qin Xiaozhu.

Qin Xiaozhu's cultivation must keep up so that he can cause bigger troubles, slap more powerful people in the face, and earn more points for competing with his father.

"Capture!"

He muttered to himself.

Now he still has 6,200 Daddy Points, and he has no psychological pressure at all by spending 100 Daddy Points.

"Ding! Capture completed!"

Suddenly, Qin Chuan felt that there was a glass bottle in his mind, filled with white liquid.

Similar to milk.

The bottle was plugged with a wooden stopper, and a label was pasted on the bottle, with two words written crookedly on it - milk.

Qin Chuan examined it.

I felt that this viscosity was somewhat familiar, so I frowned and asked, "System, are you sure you didn't give it to the wrong person?"

“Ding! Ah this… Ahhh… this this this… Crackling… Parameter error… Zizizizi…”

The system sound is a bit laggy.

There seemed to be a sound of electrical leakage, as if there was a mechanical failure.

“Wow!”

Then, Qin Chuan found that the bottle of "milk" in his mind disappeared abruptly, and a crystal ball appeared in its place.

A ball of golden gas swirled inside the crystal ball like a dragon, changing in various ways and being extremely beautiful.

This is the luck of war!

"System? System?"

Qin Chuan called out twice experimentally.

However, all I could hear was a "hissing" sound of electricity leakage, as if an embarrassed child was crying under the quilt.

Qin Chuan had a strange expression on his face.

Will the system also die socially?

"Ah, I never thought that the matter of accepting a disciple would turn out to be such a mess... I'm sorry."

The Lord of Chi Ming Palace sighed, then came over and patted Qin Chuan on the shoulder, lowered his head and turned away.

"You don't want to accept this disciple anymore?"

Qin Chuan asked with a smile.

The Lord of Chi Ming Palace turned back in shame and smiled bitterly:

"If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to protect him today. If that's the case, how can I accept you as my disciple?"

"I'm afraid I will never accept a disciple in my lifetime, ah..."

He sighed, put his hands behind his back, and slowly disappeared into the sky. His white-haired figure looked a little desolate.

Qin Chuan watched the man walk away.

I sighed in my heart.

Then, he came back to his senses, looked majestically at the trembling crowd below, and asked calmly:

"Do you still want to kill my son?"

Suddenly, everyone lowered their heads in horror, their faces turned pale, their bodies trembled, and they dared not say a word.

Emperor Wu was killed!

Who dares to be so presumptuous?

Such a scene was too shocking for them, and this kind of fear would probably be hard to forget for the rest of their lives.

"If there are still people who want to kill my son, then stand up. I'll give you a chance. If you don't dare to stand up today, then don't attack my son again in the future, otherwise... your entire clan will be exterminated!"

Qin Chuan said lightly.

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pulled Qin Zi over, preparing to leave with Qin Ziyang.

But at this moment, he felt something strange, so he thought about it and a jade talisman appeared in his hand.

The anxious voice of the Purple Cloud Palace Master came from the jade talisman: "Senior, the demon race has suddenly invaded in large numbers, and the Purple Cloud Region is about to fall!!"