Eight hundred and thirtieth eight chapters evil animal
Chen Shiwu was stunned.
All the staff in the room were also stunned.
No one expected that this fruit-making machine would be smashed to pieces by someone's slap.
Under everyone's gaze, Lin Zhiming bent down and picked up a broken piece on the ground.
There is a faint fingerprint on the broken piece.
This should have been left by someone who was sent into the machine. Stimulated by the desire to survive, he tried to destroy the machine from the inside, but he failed and only left five shallow fingerprints on the machine.
"You...how did you do that?" Chen Shiwu pointed at Lin Zhiming and asked with a trembling voice.
Lin Zhiming didn't reply. He suddenly waved his hand and threw the pieces in his hand towards Chen Shiwu.
With a hiss, the fragments flew toward Chen Shiwu at an extremely terrifying speed.
Chen Shiwu quickly raised his hand.
Snapped!
The fragments slammed into Chen Shiwu's hand, and powerful power burst out from the fragments.
Chen Shiwu's hand bent uncontrollably, and his whole body took half a step back before he could stand still.
"You are not Wu Qing!" Chen Shiwu looked at Lin Zhiming in horror and shouted.
"Everyone here deserves to die. Living in this world is sin itself. Today, I will send all of you to hell. Only hell is your final destination." Lin Zhiming said coldly.
"Press the alarm, the highest level of alarm, and ask everyone to come over!" Chen Shiwu shouted loudly.
Someone immediately pressed the alarm.
The piercing sirens echoed throughout the cave.
Upon hearing the siren, Elder Danlong, Elder Cangxun, and Zhang Wuhan all ran to the fruit processing room immediately.
Farther away, outside the cave, several Taishang elders and Xuanshang elders of the Wudang sect who were doing the Qing Dynasty repaired. When they heard the siren, they all rushed towards the cave together.
In this cave, the alarms are graded. The highest alarm means that an uncontrollable event has occurred. Everyone must put down what they are doing and rush to the place where the alarm came from.
Inside the cave.
Everyone in the warehouse also heard the siren.
"What's going on?!" Yang Kun asked in surprise.
"I don't know, this should be an alarm, but I have never heard an alarm sound in this cave." Xu Guangzhen said with a frown.
"You haven't heard of it either? What happened? Has anyone come to rescue us?" Yang Kun asked excitedly.
"I don't know either. I suspect that maybe it has something to do with Lin Hao!" Xu Guangzhen said.
"Is it related to Lin Hao? How is this possible? What ability does he have to cause an alarm? One Chen Shiwu is enough to kill him!" Yang Kun shook his head.
Xu Guangzhen frowned. Although Yang Kun didn't believe that the alarm was related to Lin Hao, he already believed it in his heart because Lin Zhiming had been too calm before and looked like he had some trump card.
On the other side, inside the processing room.
No one moved. Chen Shiwu looked at Lin Zhiming warily. From the way Lin Zhiming threw something just now, he concluded that Lin Zhiming was very strong, at least stronger than him. And he was now close to the God of War level, so
Obviously Lin Zhiming's strength should have reached the God of War level.
Only the God of War can smash the fruit-making machine with one slap.
Therefore, Chen Shiwu had no hesitation in letting people press the highest level alarm.
Bang bang bang bang!
The sound of footsteps came from behind.
Chen Shiwu looked back with joy on his face.
Elder Danlong, Elder Cangxun, and Zhang Wuhan were behind him.
"What's going on, senior brother, why did you press the highest level alarm?" Elder Danlong asked.
"We have the most advanced material mixed in here!" Chen Shiwu pointed at Lin Zhiming and said.
"The most advanced material?" Zhang Wuhan's eyes lit up and he looked at Lin Zhiming.
"This man has hidden his strength. His strength should have reached the God of War level!" Chen Shiwu said.
"God of War level?!"
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Wuhan and others were all shocked.
A God of War powerhouse is not just a cat or a dog. Zhang Wuhan also ate high-quality fruits for several months before he became the God of War powerhouse he is now. If he really wanted to become a God of War on his own, he might not be able to do so among ten thousand warriors.
One did it, but I didn’t expect that a God of War would sneak into the fruit processing room today!
"If you can make him into a fruit, it will definitely be a fruit of the highest quality. If you eat it, Master, you may be able to break through to the top ten war gods!" Chen Shiwu said excitedly.
"Yes!" Zhang Wuhan nodded, looking at Lin Zhiming with strong desire in his eyes.
War God level powerhouses are not easy to catch. Ever since they cooperated with the Fruit Organization, they have never encountered War God level materials. Even if they are at the Martial King level, there are only a handful of them. Now that such a War God level material is delivered to their door, then
For Zhang Wuhan, this is definitely a good opportunity not to be missed.
At this moment, Dr. Li also walked over from the side.
"What's going on? Why did you sound the highest level alarm?" Dr. Li asked with a frown.
"Dr. Li, we have a god-of-war raw material!" Chen Shiwu pointed at Lin Zhiming and explained briefly.
"This opportunity is so rare!" Dr. Li said in surprise, "You must keep this person here and don't let it go. I have never used a God of War powerhouse to make fruit. This opportunity
Be sure to catch it!”
Lin Zhiming looked at the people in front of him who regarded him as a lamb to be slaughtered, his face was deep in thought and he said nothing.
He was not in a hurry to take action because he wanted to wait for all the high-level officials involved in the Wu-Dang Sect to show up.
"Who are you? Why do you want to hide your strength?" Zhang Wuhan asked.
Although he no longer cared much about Lin Zhiming's thoughts, Zhang Wuhan still wanted to ask clearly. After all, it was impossible for a God-of-War-level warrior to participate in the Wudang Sect's apprenticeship ceremony without a purpose.
"You are not qualified to know my name." Lin Zhiming said.
"Do you really think that the God of War level is invincible?" Zhang Wuhan sneered and raised his power to the extreme.
The terrible sense of oppression moved towards Lin Zhiming's shop.
Lin Zhiming stood where he was, unmoving.
Zhang Wuhan frowned slightly, the man in front of him was really a God of War powerhouse, and only a powerhouse at this level could not be affected by his own pressure.
At this moment, footsteps came again from behind Zhang Wuhan and others.
This time, three old men came from outside.
These three people are all very old, each with white hair and white beard, thin body, and slightly rickets.
"Master! Master! Master! Uncle!" Zhang Wuhan saw the three of them and quickly clasped his fists in greeting.
Lin Zhiming looked at the three people.
Those three people, Lin Zhiming, had never met them in person, but they had seen their photos and knew who they were.
The three people from left to right are the last leader of the Wudang Sect, Master Daoxing, who was one of the top ten gods of war, the last leader of the Wudang Sect, Master Chunyang, whose peak combat power reached the God of War level, and Master Chunyang
His junior brother Chun Mie Zhenren.
The youngest of the three, Master Daoxing, is already over eighty years old this year, and the next two, Chunyang and Chunmie, are both over one hundred and ten years old.
The three of them were once heroes in their respective eras, but now that the heroes are old, their strength has also declined significantly, so they have faded out of people's sight. Basically, they are cultivating themselves in the Wudang Clan and waiting to die.
"No regrets, what happened?" Master Dao Xing glanced at Lin Zhiming and asked.
"A God of War level warrior has sneaked in here!" Zhang Wuhan pointed at Lin Zhiming and said.
"A God of War level warrior?" Master Dao Xing's eyes lit up and he looked at Lin Zhiming.
"Master Daoxing." Lin Zhiming said with his hands clasped in fists.
"Do you know me?" Master Daoxing asked.
"You know, who knows about the ten war gods from more than thirty years ago?" Lin Zhiming said.
"Now that you know it, don't resist, just surrender. There is no chance of you escaping here today!" Master Dao Xing said.
"Master Daoxing, do you know that your apprentice and the people from the Fruit Organization are here to kill their fellow disciples?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"I know." Master Dao Xing nodded.
"Then why don't you stop it? More than thirty years ago, you were also a hero in the Dragon Kingdom's martial arts world. I have heard many legends about you, and these legends are still circulating in the martial arts world. You are the hero in people's eyes.
Hero, why are you now reduced to cooperating with the fruit organization?" Lin Zhiming asked, staring at Dao Xing.
"You asked me why?" A trace of gloom flashed in Dao Xing's eyes. He raised his hand in front of Lin Zhiming, and then lifted up his clothes.
A slender arm appeared in front of Lin Zhiming. This arm was slender, withered, without any blood, covered with age spots, and was still trembling slightly.
"That's why." Master Dao Xing clenched his fists, looked at Lin Zhiming and said, "Thirty years ago, I was ranked among the top ten war gods. Everyone in the world knew about me. Wherever I went,
No one dares to be my enemy. The Wudang Sect has unlimited success in my hands. Even the Dragon Clan does not dare to do anything to the Wudang Sect. But, so what? I will eventually grow old one day. When I find that my body functions are
When I was declining, I could only withdraw from the Ten Gods of War and live in seclusion in the mountains. As a result, the Wudang Sect was eclipsed. In thirty years, my Wudang Sect no longer had a strong person at the level of the Ten Gods of War. It no longer had the glory of the past.
The strong ones dare to step on my Wudang sect to dominate, but my disciples and grandchildren have nothing to do. That’s why I don’t stop them!! They just want to become stronger and reproduce Wudang.
It’s just the splendor of the faction.”
"If you want to regain the glory of the Wudang Sect, you should strengthen yourself, train your disciples with all your heart, and eat all the disciples with good qualifications into fruits. Even if they really have a God of War level warrior in their generation, what will happen in the future?
?After ten or twenty years, people like Zhang Wuhan will grow old, and the younger generation of the Wudang Sect may not even have a King of Wu. Such a Wudang Sect may not even be as good as a second-rate one!" Lin Zhiming said loudly.
"In ten or twenty years, another group of young people will grow up. Then it will be good if my Wudang sect eats them." Master Daoxing said with a ferocious expression.
"It's a good idea to let you Wudang Sect eat them when the time comes. I didn't expect that one day I would be able to do justice for heaven. Today... you Wudang Sect bastards will be allowed to eat by you."
Let me take care of it." Lin Zhiming said with murderous intent on his face.