Super death chest system

Chapter 67
"Poor ghost? Hahahaha, you actually said that my young master is a poor ghost? You people from Tianyang City are qualified to say that my young master is a poor ghost!"

The pale young man burst out laughing as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

Heiyan City was originally more prosperous than Tianyang City, but it is different from the power structure of the three major families of Tianyang City competing with each other and the Qingling Martial House. Heiyan City is dominated by the Li family. , it is simply not comparable to the power of Tianyang City.

So seeing Su Jin so clueless, the pale young man almost burst into tears from laughter.

"Why, I said that he was a poor ghost. If he wasn't a poor ghost, why would the bronze tripod be in my hand."

Su Jin smiled slightly, "There is such an important secret on the bronze tripod, if he has money, how could he let it go for nothing?"

The pale young man retorted disdainfully: "It's ridiculous, what do you know! The young master didn't bring too many bank notes when he came out this time. The secret on the cauldron is important, but how can it be compared to—"

The words froze, and the pale young man came to his senses in an instant, staring at Su Jin with an ugly expression: "Boy, you lied to me, you can't possibly know the secret on the cauldron!"

Sure enough, there is a secret.

Su Jin was overjoyed, and then showed a threatening smile: "Yes, I'm lying to you. If you want to survive, tell the secret on the cauldron quickly."

"Go ahead and dream, even you country bumpkin want to know the secrets on the cauldron!" The pale young man said with a sneer, with a reassuring attitude: "I don't believe you dare to touch me, with the dignity of my young master, Even the Supreme Elder of Qinglingwu Mansion dare not offend, if you dare to touch me—"

Before he finished speaking, the pale young man's eyes darkened, and he saw a fist getting bigger and bigger in his sight.

With a bang, Su Jin punched the pale young man on the head, killing him instantly.

"It's fine if you don't want to say it, what's the use of talking so much."

Su Jin looked at the pale young man's body and shook his head, he didn't care what background this guy had.

From the moment this guy attacked him, he was already doomed to die.

It was an unexpected joy to learn from this guy that the bronze tripod had a secret. Su Jin decided to go back to his residence and immediately observe the strangeness of the tripod carefully.

Back in Wufu, Su Jin found that the atmosphere in Wufu was a bit dignified at the moment, and the expressions on the faces of his brothers and sisters were extremely tense.

Walking into the Martial Mansion, Su Jin saw the mansion master and a group of elders, all of whom appeared, accompanied by a few old men with white hair and childlike looks.

Looking at it like that, the Palace Master is actually a little humble in front of those old men, as if he is a junior, and the other elders are even more respectful.

He Zhen, the true disciple who was beaten into a pig's head by Su Jin before, is now even more strangely accompanying one of the old men like a cat.

"What a powerful strength!"

Su Jin checked the aura of those old men a little bit, but he was surprised when he saw that those old men all had the strength above the ninth level of martial arts, and the old man accompanied by He Zhen was even more powerful. The strength of the pinnacle of martial arts, but what shocked Su Jin the most was an old man in purple robe next to the palace master. This talent was truly unfathomable, and even Su Jin could not see his true strength!
It is very possible that the purple-robed old man is a strong man in the Martial Spirit Realm!
"Su Jin, are you here?"

At this moment, when the Palace Master saw Su Jin, he immediately smiled, "Come quickly and meet all the Supreme Elders, all the Supreme Elders, this is the Su Jin I introduced to you!"

Then He Zhen's face suddenly darkened, and there was a glimmer of haze in his eyes.

Supreme Elder?
Su Jin was taken aback for a moment. He thought there was only one Supreme Elder, but he didn't expect that these old men were all Supreme Elders. Now he finally understood why the Qingling Wufu was able to firmly suppress the three great families. This group of Supreme Elders can easily wipe out the three major families.

However, thinking that He Zhen asked him for bamboo dragonflies before, Su Jin subconsciously felt a little displeased with these elders, but he still stepped forward and slightly cupped his hands: "Disciple Su Jin, I have met the elders."

"Are you Su Jin?"

The purple-robed old man took a deep look at Su Jin, "I have heard about the contributions you have made to the sect, and you have done a good job."

"Thank you for the appreciation from the Supreme Elder. This disciple just did what he should do."

Su Jin smiled lightly, but was puzzled, didn't the Supreme Elder plan to settle accounts with himself?
"Humph!"

At this time, a deep cold snort sounded, although the voice was small, it could not escape Su Jin's ears.

He turned slightly towards the direction of the sound, but saw the black-faced old man in front of He Zhen looking at him with disgust.

"Master Feng, this little bastard hurt my apprentice, you can't let it go!"

The black-faced old man said coldly to the purple-robed old man.

Venerable is the respectful title given by the Supreme Elders to the highest Supreme Elder.

Venerable Feng frowned: "What's going on?"

The palace master and many elders also showed doubts, they had not heard of this matter.

He Zhen walked out immediately, and looked at Su Jin with resentment: "Return to Your Honor..."

After listening to He Zhen's words, the corners of the Palace Master's and others' mouths twitched. The true disciple asked an inner disciple to ask for something, but he was beaten instead.

This kind of thing actually has the face to say it.

But they also knew that if this matter was not handled properly, it might not be good for Su Jin. After all, hitting the Supreme Elder in the face was a big taboo no matter what.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, those elders did not look at Su Jin with the same admiration as before, and even felt a little disgusted.

"It's fine if your skills are not as good as people's!"

The black-faced old man's expression was extremely gloomy, "But He Zhen represents me, and this little bastard beat He Zhen like that, completely ignoring the majesty of this seat and the majesty of our Supreme Elder, Venerable Feng, if this son is not punished severely , in the future, there will still be people who will put our Supreme Elder in their eyes!"

Su Jin finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said sarcastically: "If every Supreme Elder is like you and asks for the private property of his disciples without permission, I'm afraid that many disciples will not put the majesty of the Supreme Elder on the ground." in the eyes."

"Presumptuous, even Venerable Feng didn't say a word, little beast, what right do you have to speak here? It seems that I have been waiting for the Supreme Elder not to be in Wufu for a long time, and the following disciples have forgotten who is the one who protects Wufu !" The black-faced old man's face darkened, and his eyes suddenly became sharp: "Kneel down!"

"Wait a minute!"

The faces of the Palace Master and the others changed, and they hurriedly stopped them, but it was too late.

The moment the voice fell, the figure of the black-faced old man disappeared in place like a ghost, and at the same time, in front of Su Jin, a palm shadow hit his face!
The palace master's face darkened, secretly thinking that Su Jin was miserable.

However, He Zhen showed a hint of pleasure, he never thought that Su Jin would dare to be so presumptuous in front of the Supreme Elders. In this way, it just gave the Supreme Elders an excuse to punish him.

Sure enough, the black-faced old man made a move, but none of the elders stopped him, even Venerable Feng did not speak.

Seeing that slap was about to slap Su Jin on the face, the speed was such that those elders at the fifth or sixth level of Martial Artist Realm couldn't even react to it.

"go to hell!"

Su Jin sneered, but his figure began to blur.

(End of this chapter)