A breezy Cologne’s remark put great pressure on Los.
He dared not take Cologne’s words lightly.
Vigilantly, he looked at Qin Hai, who was being held in Lin Ru Ling’s arms.
Even if he was alive, Qin Hai could not exert any combat power at all. His meridians were severely damaged by the repercussions of the killing qi, and in the eyes of Luos, he was no different from a dead man.
“Brother Hai Hai.”
Lin Ru Ling murmured.
Qin Dahai slowly opened his eyes, which were still clear and smiling.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”
As he spoke, Lin Ru Ling cried even harder.
She was back to the girl with low self-esteem who would endlessly say sorry once she implicated others.
Qin Hai Hai gave a laugh.
Only the smile on his bloodied face was a little grim: “The one who is sorry for you is me.”
“It’s not!” Lin Ru Ling shook her head and said something excitedly.
Only her words weren’t clear, and she spoke in a hurry and quickly.
Qin Dahai listened with a smile on his face, although it was hard to hear.
Los, who had taken the scene in, sneered as he looked to Cologne and said, “See how ridiculous this scene is, you have abandoned the bloodline of the gods and betrayed their glory for such a ridiculous scene?”
“Ridiculous?” Cologne asked rhetorically, “Don’t you find it touching?”
Los snorted a laugh.
Being a god.
They wanted glory, the awe of the world, not this ridiculous childishness.
Cologne shook the gla*s in her hand and murmured, “Emotions, how intoxicating, and all this is the source of miracles.”
Los didn’t pay him any mind.
Taking advantage of this moment when Cologne was lost in thought, he struck.
The trident in his hand went towards Qin Hai.
Lin Ru Ling excitedly shielded Qin Hai in her arms as she turned her back on the trident, with determination and decisiveness in her eyes.
“How dare you!”
Qin Hai gritted his teeth and bellowed.
But in return, Los mocked mercilessly, “God’s judgment, you have nowhere to run!”
“f*ck!” Qin Hai cursed again.
He gritted his teeth and climbed to his feet, dragging Lin Ru Ling behind him, looking at the trident that ushered him in with a frantic look in his eyes.
“Brother Hai Hai!”
Lin Ru Ling shouted in excitement.
And Qin Dahai was smiling fiercely.
The trident was already approaching, yet when it was a foot closer to Qin Hai’s body, it was frozen in mid-air. Los’ eyelids twitched as he looked incredulously at Qin Hai in front of him, or rather behind him, a tall, buxom and handsome Daoist priest, who held a seven-star sword in his hand, his long hair flowing, as if from the realm of the immortals.
“Those who have faith can create miracles.” The corners of Cologne’s mouth lifted, and the blood in her eyes gradually receded.
Los looked at the buxom and handsome Daoist priest, his heart filled with fear.
He felt the threat of death.
It was the pressure of relentless crushing.
He retreated more than a foot, stunned.
The Daoist priest gave him a disdainful glance with a strong sense of mockery, and then he stepped forward, and his entire shadow transformed into a thin line that kept pouring into Qin Hai’s body, and in just a moment, a faint green aura emanated from Qin Hai’s body, a power full of vitality, and endless Qi of Heaven and Earth’s spiritual rhythm began to pour into his body continuously, and Qin Hai’s tattered body began to slowly repair itself.
“This can’t be!”
Los snorted coldly.
How could a man who had been dead for hundreds of years have made it this far?
He stepped forward once more, his trident protruding from his hand, only to be clamped down by one of Qin Hai’s hands before he could pierce it.
Los’s face was blue.
Qin Hai said in a cold voice, “God? It’s nothing more than that!”
With that, he flicked his wrist.
With a huge entanglement of power, the trident unexpectedly broke directly into two pieces.
Horrified, Los quickly retreated, but there was no door here.
“Damn!”
Los gritted his teeth.
He thought he had excellent calculation skills, but now he found out that he had been played by Tian Shanhe, and as a result, he now had no way to escape! He was cursing Tian Shanhe, as well as Qin Hai, and equally cursing Yuan Tiangang, a stinking Taoist priest who had been dead for hundreds of years.
Spiritual Rhythm Qi kept pouring in.
Qin Hai felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.
This bizarre layout that was used by Tian Shanhe to trap several people seemed to have become a special way for Qin Dahai to continuously repair and grow at this time. Bang, bang, bang, a tightly closed window kept being opened, the infusion of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Rhythm Qi caused the air in this hall to run wild, and the pitch-black door that had disappeared into thin air reappeared in several people’s eyes at this time.
The door was pushed open.
There was a pitch-black corridor.
Los wanted to go through but found his way blocked by Qin Hai!
“Where do you want to escape to?” Qin Hai asked coldly.
His body was constantly being repaired, and he had the potential to reach his peak or even break through at any moment.
Los gritted his teeth and said, “We can negotiate.”
“Sorry, you don’t have that qualification.” Qin Hai said in a cold voice, “I just want to kill you now.”
With that, he took a step forward and blasted his fist to the ground.
With a shake of his arms, a surging huge force gushed out, and the space around him seemed to shatter under the collision with that fist, while under the impact of the force, he couldn’t help but retreat a few steps, and his face turned blue, then he drank, and the ghostly blue light in his eyes became very big, and then a monstrous wave swept through the hall, ready to drown everything.
Qin Dahai sneered.
At this moment, his body recovered as normal with a shock, while the Ancestor’s bestowal had not yet ended.
He felt as if the Dragon Seeking True Qi in his body had been integrated into a mysterious force that was exploding wildly, and now he felt that he had untold power. Facing that monstrous wave, he threw another punch, and one after another, his qi kept hitting out and blasting on top of that huge wave, only to see the originally imposing wave ebbing instantly with an endless clattering sound.
Los flew backwards.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale with disbelief as he looked at what was before him.
“It can’t be!” Los gritted his teeth, “This can’t be!”
He could not believe that in just such a short period of time, Qin Hai would explode with such terrifying power.
“This is a miracle.” Cologne’s voice rang out quietly as he said, “The gods are so high up that they will never understand how terrifying and fascinating the miracles created by mortals can be.”
“I am a god!”
Los hissed.
But no one agreed, even Lin Ru Ling, who looked at Los with a ridiculous look in his eyes.
Qin Hai looked at his fist, and he understood a problem.
It was not because the water was the home of the Dragon Seeker lineage that it could explode with several times its strength in the water.
Rather, it was because the Dragon Seeker lineage’s innate mission was to resist and conquer the mysterious and unpredictable ocean.
