Seeing the soldiers from the Eighteen Prisons being harvested by Qin Chuan like wheat, the eyes of the White-faced King of Hell almost popped out of his head.
"Qin Chuan, how dare you!"
Following the roar of the white-faced King of Hell, a powerful aura rose into the sky and penetrated the sky.
"This White-Faced King of Hell has such a strong aura, it seems he has made a breakthrough!"
"Ten years ago, the White-faced King of Hell was a master of the Heavenly Realm. Later, after handing over all matters related to the Palace of Hell to the Black-faced King of Hell, he practiced in seclusion. Ten years have passed. Of course, this former genius cannot stand still!"
"Could it be said that... the White-faced King of Hell has seen through the innate nature and achieved the state of unity between heaven and man?"
Everyone was shocked as they felt the aura erupting from the white-faced King of Hell.
After the white-faced King of Hell showed off his powerful power, he once again showed a cruel smile on his face.
"Qin Chuan, I originally didn't want to expose my true strength, but you angered me again and again, so don't blame me for being rude!"
With that said, the White-faced King of Hell walked towards Qin Chuan step by step.
With every step he took, the ground would shake, as if a substantial violent aura was crushing towards Qin Chuan.
Along the way, those masters who were close to the White-faced King of Hell felt as if they were struck by lightning. The powerful aura made them dare not look directly at him.
Some of those with relatively weak cultivation even had their eyes darkened and passed out.
At this time, the white-faced King of Hell was just like the real King of Hell, with ghosts all around him wailing, extremely terrifying.
"This...this white-faced King of Hell is too strong!"
The elites of each family were forced back by this violent aura.
They could no longer imagine how much pressure Qin Chuan was under when facing this aura.
But Qin Chuan's appearance shocked everyone.
Facing the violent white-faced King of Hell, Qin Chuan looked calm and waved his hand casually, and a large number of soldiers from the Eighteen Prisons fell to the ground.
Seeing this scene, the white-faced King of Hell's eyes were about to burst.
"Qin Chuan, your opponent is me!"
As he spoke, the White-faced King of Hell suddenly accelerated, and everyone's eyes blurred. The White-faced King of Hell had already arrived in front of Qin Chuan.
The terrifying pressure caused cracks to appear on the ground, and the sound of cracking on the ground continued to spread to all directions.
The storm-like aura blew around people around, and the small Qin family residence felt as if it was experiencing the baptism of the doomsday storm.
However, Qin Chuan, who was in the center of the storm, still did not panic. He just stretched out a finger and pointed towards the casserole-sized fist of the White-faced King of Hell.
"court death!"
Seeing Qin Chuan see him so clearly, the White-faced King of Hell became furious and his strength increased again!
The friction between the energy bursting out from the body and the air actually erupted into a harsh roar.
No one could imagine how powerful the punch of the white-faced King of Hell would be.
And Qin Chuan actually despised the other party to the point of only extending one finger!
Finally, the attack of the White-faced King of Hell arrived.
Qin Chuan's finger also pointed at the opponent's fist.
Just when most people thought Qin Chuan was bound to die, the scene suddenly became quiet.
Qin Chuan and the White-faced King of Hell seemed to be frozen in place, motionless.
The harsh sound also disappeared, and the powerful aura disappeared.
"What happened...?"
Everyone looked at each other in confusion as they looked at the scene in front of them.
Suddenly, the air wave suddenly rose, and there was a soft popping sound. The white-faced King of Hell's fist inflated like a balloon, and then burst instantly in full view of everyone.
The white-faced King of Hell's body was more like a kite with its string broken, flying upside down.
But Qin Chuan was not injured at all, and his clothes were not even wrinkled.
He put his hands behind his back and walked towards the White-faced King of Hell step by step.
The usually aloof white-faced King of Hell was now like a bereaved dog, half-lying on the ground and constantly retreating.
The look in Qin Chuan's eyes was like seeing a ghost.
Because only those who have personally competed with Qin Chuan know how unfathomable this guy's strength is!
"You're cruel, I admit defeat!"
The white-faced King of Hell left a harsh word, turned around and ran away.
"Want to run? It's not that easy!"
Qin Chuan sneered, suddenly appeared behind the White-faced King of Hell, and directly slapped the White-faced King of Hell on the ground.
The white-faced King of Hell opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He no longer looked arrogant and domineering at the beginning.
"Qin Chuan, I am the supreme commander of the Palace of Hell. If you kill me, the king will not let you go!"
Qin Chuan's face was extremely cold: "It's useless even if I come to disturb my ancestor worship! But I am not killing innocent people indiscriminately. As long as you tell me the secret of the Qin family back then, I will let you go."
"I...I don't know what you're talking about."
boom……
Without saying a word, Qin Chuan blew off the other hand of the White-faced King of Hell.
The white-faced King of Hell looked at the expressionless Qin Chuan and finally knew that this guy was not kidding him.
"Say or not."
"I said, I said..."
The white-faced King of Hell felt sad in his heart that the majestic master of the Palace of Hell was actually treated like this.
But for a person of his level, he regrets his life now.
Even if you lose face, you still have to save your life.
Helpless, he had no choice but to tell what he knew.
"I only know that the Qin family has a jade pendant, which is related to a huge secret, and this jade pendant is the key to unlocking that huge secret. According to our understanding, there are seven hidden places in total, and our Palace of Hell has found one of them. place."
"Where is it?" Qin Chuan said coldly.
"In the no-man's land south of America, we established a temporary stronghold there."
Qin Chuan nodded: "Then who ordered you, King of Hell, to participate in the massacre of the Qin family?"
"Yes Yes……"
"explain!"
"This is the Prime Minister... all the Prime Ministers of the heavens."
Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes getting colder.
God, this name is so familiar to him!
Because this man was once his grandfather's brother. When Qin Chuan was a child, he often came to Qin's house to play and was very kind to Qin Chuan.
"Don't say this nonsense." Qin Chuan clenched his fists and looked at the white-faced King of Hell coldly.
The white-faced King of Hell smiled bitterly and said: "I can't joke about my own life. This matter was indeed entrusted to us by the prime ministers..."
Gods, Gods, I didn’t expect you to be a bastard with a human face and an animal heart!
No wonder you didn't make any move when something happened to the Qin family. I thought you were avoiding suspicion, but I didn't expect that you were the culprit of the Qin family's destruction!
Qin Chuan felt sick to his stomach when he thought that all those years of showing kindness to the Qin family were all staged.
I just pity my grandfather and parents for trusting such a bastard!
"You can leave, remember, don't do it again, otherwise you will be killed without mercy!"
The white-faced King of Hell did not dare to stay and fled here like a bereaved dog.
The soldiers from the Eighteenth Prison also retreated.
Only those family representatives who chose the Palace of Hell were left.
Qin Chuan glanced at them coldly and said something frightening.
"Ancestor worship begins!"
