I Do Not Want to Inherit the Family Fortune

Qin Shulin seemed to be transformed into a bullfight rushing wildly, and the space around him seemed to be entrained by his body.

There was a rumbling sound, and cracks continued to appear on the ground.

If the power of the giant baby Dingfeng monks is not suppressed, this small island can be directly destroyed.

"This is Qin Shulin's true power!

"This is the Qin family's body training method, or a holy-level method."

"I didn't expect Qin Shulin to practice the body training method."

Chen Ping felt Qin Shulin's power, and when he kept approaching, he swiped casually, and a huge hole appeared in the space in front of him.

Rip space!

This is the ability that only Juyingjing has, but now Chen Ping can easily do it.

The huge black hole formed in the space is like a door, pulling Qin Shulin and Chen Ping, and disappearing directly.

Seeing the disappearing two people, many of the people watching the battle around them want to enter the space crack to watch the battle.

It's just that when they tore the space with the breath of the space crack and entered the space crack, they did not find the battlefield of Chen Ping and Qin Shulin.

After walking out of the space crack, many Infant Gathering cultivators glanced at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

This is also the first time for Chen Ping to tear apart the space battle. Under the combination of space and time, the place where Chen Ping and Qin Shulin appeared has changed.

If it is not for those who practice the way of space or the way of time, they will not be able to enter this space crack at all.

Maybe you think the space cracks around you may be thousands of miles away.

This is also the reason why so many powerhouses have entered and exited several times, and have not found this space crack.

Qin Shulin, who was pulled into the crack of space, realized at this time that he had underestimated Chen Ping, he was simply wrong.

"Chen Ping, I admit that I underestimated you!"

Qin Shulin said lightly: "But if you think you can kill me like this, it's ridiculous."

Qin Shulin himself is one of the outstanding geniuses of the Qin family.

Even if the powerhouse in the early stage of the gathering of the gods made a move, don't think about taking his life so easily.

"How about we make a deal?"

Chen Ping's calm words prevented Qin Shulin from doing anything for the time being. He doesn't dare to underestimate Chen Ping at all now. Chen Ping has the qualifications to have an equal dialogue with him.

"What deal?"

Chen Ping didn't know what Huang Mao was talking about, so he could only call her out.

Huang Mao stood on Chen Ping's shoulder again, staring at Qin Shulin in the distance: "Where did your inheritance come from?"

Qin Shulin would never forget that it was this strange-looking little thing that caused his Nascent Soul to collapse.

Now that this little thing asks about his inheritance, Qin Shulin immediately thinks of something, and his eyes are fixed on Huang Mao.

"What the **** are you?"

This was a profound beast he had never seen before, even in ancient books.

"I think you made a mistake!" Huang Mao looked at Qin Shulin and smiled: "You have no room to bargain with us now."

If it was only Chen Ping, Qin Shulin wasn't very worried, but Huang Mao could suppress his Nascent Soul, making him unable to exert his full strength. If they really joined forces, he would be in danger.

"Tell me, where did your heritage come from?"

There was an invisible pressure on Huang Mao, which made Qin Shulin's Nascent Soul tremble slightly.

Even if he was humiliated by Chen Ping, a mysterious beast wanted to humiliate him. Qin Shulin felt the burning discomfort on his face.

"If you want to know, use your skills!"

Qin Shulin was under strong pressure, and the aura of his whole body seemed to break through this bondage, and the surrounding space shook slightly.

After all, he is also a cultivator of Juying Dingfeng, so how can he obediently obey the mercy of others.

Chen Ping had already made preparations. With yellow hair suppressing Qin Shulin's Nascent Soul, and in the crack of space, Chen Ping had no scruples at all, and just threw a punch at Qin Shulin.

L Dragon Fist!

A powerful force burst out, and a divine dragon phantom whispered softly, rushing directly to Qin Shulin.