Collect the body for the Emperor, and my cultivation will skyrocket for ten thousand years!

"Qin Daofu, how dare you destroy my ancestral temple!"

The ancestral temple that the Panlong family had worshiped for thousands of years was destroyed. This scene made Zhao Xuanming and others' eyes wide open, with strong anger and hatred showing in their eyes.

If looks could kill, I'm afraid Qin Daofu would have died thousands of times...

However!

Just as they were resenting the destruction of their ancestral temple, suddenly, through the ruins of their ancestral temple, they saw an unforgettable scene.

Someone is wielding a hoe to dig the ancestral graves of their Panlong family!

"This...how could this happen? Someone actually dug up our ancestral graves..."

Looking at Zhao Zichen who kept swinging the hoe, everyone present widened their eyes in disbelief.

Especially, Zhao Xuanming and others.

He even gritted his teeth with hatred!

because.

They all knew that the person digging their ancestral graves in front of them was the evil obstacle to their Panlong family.

only!

Since the other party was wearing a cloak and a ghost face mask on his face, his identity was unclear...

"Stop the thief!"

"You're so crazy. You're so crazy. You even dare to dig up your own family's ancestral graves. You're so inhuman. It's been eight lifetimes of bad luck for our Panlong family to have a heir like you."

"My family is unfortunate..."

…

Zhao Xuanming and others let out roars that shook the sky.

Each and every one of them was extremely angry!

Hiss~

And after hearing what they said, the hearts of all the tribesmen present were filled with fear.

What?

The person who dug up ancestral graves is actually a member of my Panlong family?

Sounds of gasping air came from the crowd one after another...

This news is too exciting!

They couldn't believe it.

I dare not even think about it!

Who would be so mad as to dig up their own ancestral graves?

"Who is that person?"

Wow~

In an instant, everyone focused their attention on Zhao Zichen.

"Discovered?"

Seeing this sudden change, Zhao Zichen felt surprised at first, but then, a smile appeared on his lips.

He ignored everyone's anger and hatred. After a cold glance, he continued to swing the hoe and dug frantically...

With Qin Daofu blocking him in front, no one would affect him at all.

only!

Although his idea is good, the reality is not like that at all...

"I beg the Eastern Envoy to take action and protect the ancestral tombs of my Panlong family!"

Sudden.

Zhao Xuanming and others shouted in unison.

Say it!

They fell to their knees on the ground and prayed.

Um?

Messenger from the East?

Seeing the sudden actions of Zhao Xuanming and others, Zhao Zichen, who was frantically digging graves, also frowned.

Uh-huh!

Just when he was thinking carefully about who the 'Eastern Messenger' was, suddenly, a strange figure appeared behind him out of thin air.

"Emissary from the East?"

Seeing that figure, Zhao Xuanming and others were immediately overjoyed.

Compared to them, Zhao Zichen felt an unprecedented chill and uneasiness. The moment the sound sounded, he suddenly turned around and saw a mysterious figure.

"Who are you……"

He was just about to say something.

However.

Lin Wudao didn't give him that chance. He raised his hand and cast a Heaven-fixing spell to imprison his body and soul.

Next!

Under the extremely expectant gazes of Zhao Xuanming and others, Lin Wudao pulled off Zhao Zichen's black cloak and the ghost face mask.

In an instant, his figure and face caught everyone's eyes...

"How can this be?"

"He actually...he turned out to be...Zhao Zichen?"

"Seventh Young Master?"

"Oh my God, it's actually him? How is this possible?"

…

All the members of the Panlong Family were stunned on the spot.

Everyone stared at Zhao Zichen holding the hoe, in disbelief.

They didn't expect that the person who dug the ancestral grave would be Zhao Zichen!

This is the Seventh Young Master!

"How could it be Zhao Zichen? He is not that kind of person..."

Someone was lost in thought and gibbering.

Obviously, we cannot accept this fact!

Especially, Zhao Tianxiong.

boom!

The moment he saw Zhao Zichen's face, he felt like a thunderbolt hit his head, and his mind went blank.

Along with this, my body started to tremble crazily...

"Zhao...Zhao Zichen?"

"How is this possible? How could it be him?"

His eyes are splitting!

Zhao Zichen was not only the seventh son of the Panlong family, but also his proud son. How could he be so frantic and dig up his family's ancestral graves?

Zhao Tianxiong couldn't believe this result, let alone accept it.

However!

He is not the only one who cannot accept it?

this moment.

Anyone who saw Zhao Zichen did not want to believe that this was true.

The pride of their Panlong family, and even the genius they had high hopes for, actually turned their backs on their own family?

and.

Are you still digging your own ancestral graves now?

Think of this!

Unable to withstand the blow, Zhao Tianxiong immediately spat out a mouthful of blood with hatred, his face turned ashen...

"Clan leader!"

"Clan leader~"

…

In an instant, many tribesmen gathered around Zhao Tianxiong, looking anxious and worried.

Only Zhao Zichen looked calm.

even.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...

It seems that you are very satisfied with this result?

"Zhao Zichen, you damned evildoer, that is your ancestor's grave. Has your conscience been eaten by a dog? Do you even dare to dig your own ancestral grave?"

"Are you still not human?"

At this time.

From the front of the crowd, Zhao Hanshan's crazy roar came.

His eyes were filled with endless anger and hatred...

at the same time!

And endless pain!

No matter how many times he calculated, he never thought that the person who dug the ancestral grave was actually the Seventh Young Master Zhao Zichen.

"Isn't it just digging ancestral graves? Is it worth making a fuss about?"

"Since I was discovered by you today, I will simply show my cards to you. You read that right, I am indeed your seventh son, Zhao Zichen."

"Today, I came here with only one purpose, and that is to dig my ancestors' graves."

"As for why?"

"That's because digging ancestral graves can make me stronger!"

Zhao Zichen said calmly.

Can digging ancestral graves make you stronger?

What the hell kind of logic is this?

Everyone is getting more and more angry!

"In addition to digging ancestral graves, were you also responsible for kidnapping Zhao Qinlong and Qi Qingyu, and colluding with Qin Daofu to rob the treasure house of my Panlong family?"

Zhao Xuanming asked.

To this!

Zhao Zichen nodded.

"Yes, I planned all of this behind the scenes."

"Actually, according to my plan, I originally wanted to kidnap Qi Qingyu and sell her. By then, you and the Beihai Family will definitely use the money to redeem her."

"In this way, both of your families will lose their majesty!"

"It's a pity that the plan changed. Boss Qin released Zhao Qinlong and Qi Qingyu."

"In this way, in order to become stronger, I have no choice but to dig up my ancestors' graves."

"Things are as simple as that..."

…

he said lightly.

boom!

Hearing this, Zhao Tianxiong, who had already been unable to bear the blow, felt another bolt from the blue, and the humiliation and hatred in his heart instantly rose to the extreme.

"Nie Zi! Nie Zi~"

"Pfft~"

suddenly.

He raised his head to the sky and roared.

Immediately afterwards, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person died of anger...

He was actually pissed to death!