The old Qin family is the most prominent bloodline demon painter family in Shangjing, even if it is said to be a relative of the emperor, it is not an exaggeration, and relying on this relationship, countless demon painters want to climb high branches, so as to become an upper-class celebrity, not only that, the old Qin family is the core of the aristocratic group, so whether it is for control or surveillance, there are countless eyeliners from other nobles in Shangjing, and these eyeliners also have the obligation to protect the old Qin family.

Therefore, even though the old Qin family is declining day by day, no one has ever been able to make a mistake here.

But today, reality has given this so-called common sense, and given these self-esteemed demon painters a hard slap.

This man, he is the only one.

I can't see his appearance clearly, I don't know where he comes from, and I don't even know what kind of enmity he has with the old Qin family.

"Who the hell are you?"

The collapsed house, and the demon painters who had come to stop the intruders were now collapsing to the ground one by one.

From beginning to end, he didn't say a word, but such a person, after silently forcibly breaking through the barrier from the gate and entering, along the way, whether it was the people who came to stop him or the mountain and sea beasts, all of them were defeated in his hands, no, it can't be said that they were defeated in his hands, because this person has never made a move at all except for walking so unhurriedly.

Yes, they don't even know how they were defeated.

"It seems that you too ... This person stopped, and finally said the voice of the mysterious man who forcibly broke into the old Qin family and easily defeated the demon painters who rushed over: "You can't touch me... ”

The man's voice was low and hoarse, like that of an old man in his last years.

"Who the hell is Your Excellency?!"

This is an old man with white hair, after the death of the old Qin family's son-in-law, he is the only remaining bloodline of the old Qin family, and he is also the head of the old Qin family, and he is also the bloodline painter who stands above all the nobles in the capital.

"Why do you want to be an enemy of my Qin family?"

"For the enemy?" the mysterious monk with a hat shook his head and said, "No, I just want to get back what belongs to me." ”

Something that belongs, to him?

"Presumptuous!" Qin Sangong was furious: "What is in my Qin family, of course, is my Qin family, I advise you to retreat quickly, otherwise you will be the enemy of all my bloodline families in Shangjing!"

"All the families in Shangjing are enemies?"

The hat monk laughed lowly, shook his head and said, "Even your ancestor Qin Guixuan didn't dare to talk to me like this." ”

"What did you say?!"

Qin Guixuan?!

"For, why do you know this name?" Qin Sangong: "Who the hell are you?!"

"Sangong, step down!"

Without waiting for Qin Sangong to say more, the demon painters who were sent by other families to guard the old Qin family had already launched a demon attack by the super fighting monks.

However...

"What's going on?"

All the witchcraft, regardless of type, attributes, strength or weakness, without exception, disappeared into the side of the monk with a hat like a stone sinking into the sea.

"How is this possible, why is sorcery ... ”

"Has the hex been devoured by him?!"

"How can there be such power, is this also witchcraft?"

'This ability!'

However, no one noticed the shocked expression on Qin Sangong's face when he saw this scene: 'How is it possible, this, this is... ’

"Don't," at this moment, a demon painter who had spread out on the ground warned these colleagues, "Don't use witchcraft... ”

"Are you alright?"

"Can't you use sorcery?"

"Mountain and Sea Beast," a certain demon painter hurriedly shouted, "Everyone release the Mountain and Sea Beast and use the power of the Mountain and Sea Beast to deal with him!"

"Don't, mountain and sea beasts, don't... ”

The demon painters who had seen the horror of the hat monks before desperately wanted to warn, but it was too late, because...

"Get out!"

One word, just such a word, all the mountain and sea beasts released by the demon painters disappeared into the courtyard.

"What's going on? How are you ... ”

"Why do you want to retreat to the heavens in the painting, come out quickly!"

"That's not right!"

"The sky can't be opened in the painting!"

"This, the Simulated Realm has also been sealed?"

"Why is this happening?"

"Escape," a certain demon painter who was crawling on the ground shouted hysterically: "Escape~~~"

However, it was too late, because ...

Because almost at the moment when this person shouted these words, all the demon painters present all let out a painful scream, and from their bodies, the invisible demonic power actually came out of their bodies, and then all of them flocked to the hat monk, without any basis or conditions, and everyone's demonic power was forcibly taken away by him.

"Demon power!my demon power!!"

"How can there be such a thing, how can there be such ability?!"

Ignoring the desperate expressions of the people around him, Qin Sangong also lost the demonic power of his whole body, even if the demonic power was as huge as him, it didn't mean anything in front of this person, and in an instant, the demonic power of the whole body was taken away, but compared to others, Qin Sangong was even more surprised and incredible, he collapsed to the ground, not because of the loss of demonic power, demonic power has nothing to do with physical strength, but the mental blow is more harmful than the body.

"The demon painter of this era is too weak. ”

The hat monk looked around, he didn't pay attention to the old Qin family, the three princes of Qin, and even these powerful demon painters sent by the nobles: "I have gone all the way, and there is not even a person who can touch me." ”

It's too weak!

It's really, too weak!

Qin Sangong trembled and looked at the approaching monk with a hat: "What do you ?!!want to get when you come to my Qin family?"

"What do you want?" The monk directly crossed Qin Sangong and walked towards the depths of the old Qin family's mansion, where the old Qin family collected important things, and it was also the core and important place of the old Qin family.

"Ancestral Hall! That is the ancestral hall of my Qin family!"

Qin Sangong temporarily lost his demon power, and the sky in the painting was also sealed, and he almost didn't have all the power of the demon painter, and now he is like an ordinary person, but the monk is going to the most important ancestral hall of his Qin family, and Qin Sangong is fighting for this old life, and he must also stop it.

"Stop!"

However, the hat monks did not stop, and the demon painters who guarded the Qin family were still rushing towards this side, but none of them could get close to the hat monks for tens of meters, and they almost fell directly to those people before them as soon as they got close.

The mountain and sea beasts were sealed, the connection with them was severed, and all the demon magic was ineffective, and the demonic power that belonged to them, no matter how small, was directly out of their bodies and forcibly taken away.

The first floor of the ancestral hall.

The monk glanced at the countless tablets enshrined, glanced at them, and walked towards the staircase leading to the upper floor, but wherever he passed, the countless tablets fell and shattered.

"Ancestral !!"

Qin Sangong almost collapsed, and the old Qin family had been inherited for tens of thousands of years, but today, it was destroyed in his hands.

On the second floor of the ancestral hall, there are all the classics collected by the old Qin family over the past tens of thousands of years.

However...

"Whew!"

With a wave of his hand, the entire second floor was ablaze.

"This is the hard work of countless generations of my old Qin family, and this is the inheritance of my old Qin family!" Qin Sangong's body has long been decayed, if it weren't for all kinds of foreign objects hanging his life, he would have died a long time ago, but now, without the support of demonic power, his body is old, just climbed such a floor, that rickety old appearance, where is there still the previous stubbornness: "What kind of enmity does my old Qin family have with you, why do you want to do such a thing?!"

"What the hell are you trying to do, what the hell are you looking for?!"

However, the monk seemed to be deliberately playing tricks on Qin Sangong, obviously raising his hand to make him disappear, but he wanted to hang his life and let him witness the destruction of the old Qin family with his own eyes.

"Don't go any further! No, no, cough, cough, cough... ”

The third floor of the ancestral hall, here, is the ancestral hall of the old Qin family, the top floor, a place full of all kinds of useless things, as well as abandoned things.

But it was here, in the corner full of ancient and dilapidated debris, that Qin Sangong saw something.

"You, your purpose, what you want is ... ”

It was an ancient tin rod that had been discarded here for thousands of years, and it had long been stained with dust.

"Ding Ding Ding ... ”

As if sensing the approach of the Doujia Monk, the tin staff let out a humming sound, shaking away the ash on the surface, revealing the dark golden body of the staff.

"Why do you know it, why do you ... ”

Suddenly, Qin Sangong thought of a possibility, and he looked at the hat monk in front of him in horror: "You, are you!"

"You, finally remembered... ”

Qin Sangong roared wildly, he didn't believe that the monk in front of him was that person, and he couldn't accept that the old Qin family, which had been passed down from his ancestors, would be destroyed by the person in front of him: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible." ”

"I am ... ”

"You can't be alive, how can you be alive!"

I saw that the monk with a hat held the tin staff, and then in the humming sound of the tin staff, he slammed it beside him, and made a soft sound of 'bah': "Emperor Qi Xian!"

These three words were like a demonic barrier, completely devouring Qin Sangong's heart, his worldview, and values, at this moment, were completely subverted, no one knew what this title represented to the Qin family, let alone the horror of the self-proclaimed Emperor Qi Xian in front of him.

"Emperor Qi Xian, Emperor Qi Xian!" Qin Sangong didn't know when and how the monk left at all, he just sat on the top floor of this ancestral hall, ignoring the smoke rising from under his buttocks, and he didn't care about the fire that was burning, he only knew one thing: "It's over, my Qin family, it's complete, it's over... ”