"Impossible, impossible, this can't be ......"

Wang Lei, who was paralyzed on the ground, seemed to have seen a ghost, pointed at Lin Dong and roared with all his might: "Nirvana Realm powerhouse, how can you be a Nirvana Realm powerhouse?!!"

"Hey, Lin Dong is a Nirvana Realm powerhouse?"

Everyone who witnessed this scene gasped.

But Wang Lei, who hit the Nirvana Realm with one punch, what would it be if he wasn't a Nirvana Realm powerhouse? Creation Realm powerhouse? No kidding.

Lin Fan and Mo Jingtian, who had just gone crazy and wanted to rush over, froze in place, maintaining that funny charging posture, and stared blankly at Lin Dong who was standing with his fists closed.

The two of them seem to be making a joke?

"Sure enough, you're as shitty as your two sons."

Lin Dong stood with his fists closed and glanced at Wang Lei lightly.

"Lin Dong, you, you ......"

Even if he was a powerhouse in the Nirvana Realm with Lin Dong, but in front of everyone, he was ridiculed by a junior in person, and Wang Lei's already pale face suddenly appeared with an abnormal blush.

After his body shook violently, he passed out directly.

"Father, Father......"

Wang Yan, who avoided Lin Dong like a tiger, finally couldn't help it now, and immediately rushed up to support Wang Lei, who had passed out.

"It seems that I still underestimate you, before you easily killed Lin Langtian at the peak of the Creation Realm, I had a guess about your cultivation, I am afraid that you have already set foot in the half-step Nirvana Realm. However, I never thought that you were already a true Nirvana Realm powerhouse. ”

Lin Fan rubbed his stiff old face and smiled bitterly.

"If the patriarch doesn't take the initiative to ask, Lin Dong is naturally not good at taking the initiative to say."

Lin Dong smiled faintly, like Wang Lei, a weak Nirvana Realm powerhouse who broke through after absorbing two or three hundred thousand Nirvana Pills, he could fight ten.

"You......"

Lin Fan, who couldn't cry or laugh, nodded a little bit of Lin Dong angrily.

"Brother Lin Fan, your Lin clan is amazing, you actually gave birth to a Nirvana Realm powerhouse who is less than twenty years old, and the Lin clan is about to rise."

"Tsk, we're old, we actually let a junior catch up with us, we can't admit defeat."

"In this Hundred Dynasties War, your Lin clan will definitely have a gain, and I also ask Brother Lin Fan to let Lin Dong take care of my family Qin Shi."

Just as the two were talking, the heads of the other major clans and sects surrounded them one after another, and they said hello to Lin Fan repeatedly, and they were so happy that they couldn't close their mouths.

"Lin Fan, the rules of the seed selection competition are set by several of us together, Wang Lei can directly disqualify them from the next competition if they break the rules, but the Wang clan is now planning to compensate you, what do you want?"

Mo Jingtian walked over and asked Lin Fan and Lin Dong in a low voice.

Hearing that Mo Jingtian planned to cancel the Wang clan's qualification for the next seeding competition, Wang Lei, who took the opportunity to pretend to be dizzy, immediately "woke up", intending to bleed heavily to make up for the sins he had committed.

"Lin Dong, what do you mean?"

Lin Fan didn't speak, but looked at Lin Dong.

"Listen to the patriarch."

Lin Dong waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care about this.

"Okay."

Lin Fan, who mistakenly thought that Lin Dong was taking care of himself, smiled happily, and immediately turned his head with a solemn face and said: "We can accept the compensation of the Wang clan, but Wang Lei must show sincerity, we want 10,000, no, 30,000 Nirvana Pills." ”

"Wang Lei, did you hear that? Either you come up with 30,000 Nirvana Pills, or we will disqualify the Wang clan from participating in the competition. ”

Mo Jingtian nodded, and said to Wang Lei with a stiff face.

As the ruler of the dynasty, Mo Jing was born with no good impression of rule breakers like Wang Lei, who were the cornerstone of the ruler's rule.

"Yes, my Wang clan will present 30,000 Nirvana Pills with both hands tonight."

Wang Lei smiled bitterly and recognized it.

At present, the inventory of the Wang clan's Nirvana Pill is only more than 70,000 pieces in total, and Lin Fan is about to take half of it as soon as he opens his mouth, which is simply digging up the bones of the Wang clan.

But what's the solution? If the Wang clan can't participate in the dynasty's seed selection competition, at most a hundred years, the clan will completely decline.

Damn, impulse is the devil, he knocked out half of the Wang clan's Nirvana Pill with one blow!

Even, strictly speaking, after he was knocked unconscious by Lin Dong's punch, he had to pour 30,000 Nirvana Pills to him, which is desperate to think about!

"Hmph, we'll wait."

Facing the culprit Wang Lei, Lin Fan naturally didn't have such a good temper, and he didn't answer after snorting coldly.

Wang Lei, who felt that he had lost face, immediately left with the people of the Wang clan after Wang Zhong walked out of the palace tremblingly.

"Boom!"

Just ten minutes after the people of the Wang clan left, the remaining four closed doors were also opened from the inside, Tianluo Sect Tianluo Sword Du Yun, Barbarian King Zong Tiger General Manshan, Dayan Imperial Family Green Shirt Mo Ling, and Qin Clan Qin Shi were all powerhouses in the Creation Realm.

Since then, the five finalists of the seeding tournament have won completely!

The four people of the Qin Dynasty who had been in contact with their elders looked at Lin Dong in awe, the real Nirvana Realm powerhouse? Can't afford to provoke!

"Ladies and gentlemen, the current seed selection competition of the dynasty has completely ended, and tomorrow we will send the five Lin Dong to the Holy Spirit Pond to start a month-long penance."

After meeting with everyone, Mo announced in a loud voice.

......

At night, a corner of the palace.

"Lin Dong, this is the 30,000 Nirvana Pill sent by Wang Lei's old thief, which is meant to apologize to you, accept it."

Lin Fan, who was full of envy, handed a black Qiankun bag to Lin Dong.

"Leave it to the clan, when you get to the ancient battlefield, Lin Dong has his own way to get enough Nirvana Pill."

Lin shook his head and pushed the Qiankun bag back again.

Sitting on a Dan River, he naturally can't look down on these three melons and two dates.

"Leave it to the clan?"

Lin Fan was slightly stunned, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

The Lin clan's Nirvana Pill stock is worse than that of the Wang clan, with only more than 60,000 Nirvana Pills, and these 30,000 Nirvana Pills are considered an unusually rich gift.

With 30,000 Nirvana Pills, plus those inventories in the clan, Lin Fan even had the confidence to directly attack the One-Tier Nirvana Tribulation and step into the real One-Yuan Nirvana realm.

"Well, I know that there is not much inventory of Nirvana Dan in the clan, so let's leave it to the clan, the Nirvana Qi of the ancient battlefield is extremely strong, and there is a way to obtain Nirvana Dan."

Lin Dong smiled when he saw this, and once again clearly refused.

"Oh, that's embarrassing."

Lin Fan moved extremely quickly and stuffed the Qiankun bag into his arms, as if he was afraid that Lin Dong would regret it.

Lin Dong; “......”

"Lin Dong, I want to establish the Yancheng branch as the main vein of the inner clan and take over the clan meeting in an all-round way, what do you think?"

The more he looked at Lin Dong, the more pleasing Lin Fan became, and immediately repaid him.

For an old man like Lin Zhentian, who was bent on yearning for the inner clan, this was simply a heavy gift heavier than 30,000 Nirvana Pills, and Lin Dong would never refuse.