Dragon Ball martial arts inheritance system

“Give me half of all this gold and silver, and half of the medicinal materials.” Wang Hao waved his hand and said his request.

The big monk on the side was full of sad faces, looking even more bitter, Wang Hao’s hand waved, the Great Chan Temple will have to be poor for hundreds of years to restore today’s level.

“If it’s okay, just get out, I’ll take these things.” Wang Hao said coldly, and pushed open the treasure house of the Great Chan Temple for thousands of years.

The big monk outside the treasure house, looking at it with a bitter face, Wang Hao’s disappearing figure, he knew that the treasures in the treasure house would soon shrink by half.

His heart hurts so much now, that kind of flesh pain can directly make people collapse!

Wang Hao looked at the warehouse in front of him, filled with countless heavenly materials and earth treasures, and without thinking about it, he connected the system space and directly loaded half of everything in front of him.

Wang Hao walked out of the gate of the treasure house, followed the great monk and then went to dozens of treasure houses, took away half of the gold and silver belongings and medicinal materials in the Great Chan Temple, and only then patted the big monk on the shoulder with satisfaction, and left joyfully.

He was very satisfied with this blackmail trip to the Great Zen Monastery, these things could completely solve the material needs within his sect for a hundred years.

At this time, there is no need, he spends prestige points from the system mall to provide for his sect, and when everything is ready, he can use the disciples of his sect to his heart’s content, frantically plundering a lot of resources.

As soon as Wang Hao walked out of the gate, he saw several turtle immortals, staring intently at the collapsed gate of the Great Chan Temple.

“Sect Master, have you done your business?”

As soon as Satan saw Wang Hao, he directly left Klin, who was still taking care of the monk Yinyue, and ran to Wang Hao respectfully and asked.

“Meet the sect master.”

As soon as Satan’s big voice spoke, so everyone saw Wang Hao, and gave up directly one by one, and hurriedly saluted Wang Hao with the enlightenment of the gate made of the Bodhi tree’s torso.

“Hmm.” Wang Hao nodded indifferently.

“Give me the Inyue monk and the gate away, it’s time to find a place to establish the branch of the Wuji Immortal Sect!”

Wang Hao said in a leisurely tone, and left with his hands on his back, and Turtle Immortal, Wukong, and Tianjin Fan hurriedly carried the gate and followed Wang Hao’s footsteps.

Satan looked at the Inyue monk lying on the ground, sighed helplessly, and ran over to carry the half-dead Inyue monk with Klin.

For the matter of carrying the corpse, he refused extremely much, because the weight of this great monk of the Martial Venerable Realm was really terrifying, just like he entered the cultivation room with Klin, twenty times the gravity.

In the Daxiong Hall of the Great Chan Temple, the abbot and the major elders felt the breath of Wang Hao’s disappearance one by one, and the pressure generated by a terrifying figure like Wang Hao was really too great.

“Not good, abbot!”

A small monk with a bald head hurriedly ran in and reported to the abbot in the main hall.

“What’s the matter, say it quickly!” The abbot said with an ugly face.

When he heard the three words badly, a very bad premonition appeared in his heart.

More than a dozen elders in the main hall also saw the little monk who ran into the main hall in confusion.

“My Great Zen Temple has been standing still for 10,000 years, and the gate made of the Bodhi tree has been carried away!” The little monk cried and said to the abbot.

“Snap.”

With a crisp sound, the abbot, who had been indifferent, smashed the hand beads made of Bodhi seeds in his hand to the ground at once.

“Old monk, I’m ashamed, ancestor!” The abbot looked at the sky stupidly and said.

“What, the gate of my Great Zen Temple was carried away!” The elders in the main hall looked at the little monk one by one in shock.

“Also, Master Yin Yue was also carried away!” The little monk looked at the elders in the hall whose faces changed greatly, and said weakly.

“Heartbreaking, heartbreaking!”

The abbot swelled ~ blushed, gritted his teeth, and yelled angrily.

If he has the strength to fight Wang Hao, he must kill him now, and fight with Wang Hao, and the face of the Great Chan Temple for ten thousand years will be like this.

One of the proudest heritage of their Great Chan Temple is the Great Chan Temple, the gate made of the Bodhi tree torso of the ancient Zhu Yuan Emperor’s enlightenment, and now it has been carried away, how can he bear it!

Moreover, the top combat power of their Great Chan Temple, the Immortal Yin Yue was all captured, and now the Great Chan Temple has left him with a five-robbery ghost immortal sitting in the town.

One was unlucky, and was discovered by the Taishang Dao, the head of the world’s Dao Gate, that is, when the Great Chan Temple perished, there was no reason for the Buddha and Tao to fight, and if you can’t see it, you will fight.

An elder with an old face rolled his eyes and fainted directly to the ground.

“I may not have woken up yet, Yuankong, you help me, I have to go back to sleep.” An elder of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion in the Great Chan Monastery trembled his hands and said to an old monk beside him.

He has lived for more than a hundred years, and there is no horror of what happened today, a nameless strong man hit the Great Zen Temple, no one dared to speak, and he was blackmailed out of half of his wealth, this kind of thing seems to be a dream.