The night is late.
The Kunlun Mountains are hidden in the darkness, like an ancient beast circling, full of mysterious and unfathomable vastness and magnitude.
Deep inside the mountain is a paradise, a place where snow accumulates all year round, where it is freezing cold, but where life is vibrant, and where the mountains are surrounded by the celestial stars, a rare feng shui treasure, and where a jade building looms large.
This should have been a fairyland.
But on this dark and windy night, an invisible layer of gloom is suppressed here.
It was as if one could not breathe.
The hall of Kunlun is lit up with lights, and Dong Yang and the others are sitting on their knees.
What they worshipped was not the Three Purities, but an unknown deity holding a trident.
The wind blew and the coldness of the face was continuous.
Although it was the height of summer, the cold wind seemed to be able to freeze the soul.
“Here it comes!”
Dongyang opened his eyes.
The light in the room seemed to have dimmed a lot, just in a trance, the crowd watched a man appear at the entrance of the hall, this man was tall and sturdy, standing there with a topsy-turvy stance, the pale killing intent kept sweeping, the temperature inside the whole hall plummeted, and the group’s breathing was also sharper by a few degrees.
“Qin Dahai!” Dong Yang opened his mouth and said in a deep voice, “You’ve finally come!”
Qin Da Hai held his scimitar in his hand, a smile if any on his face, and stepped into the hall like a leisurely stroll.
A crowd of Kunlun disciples within the hall came to stare angrily.
This was the son who had caused the deaths of countless Kunlun disciples! He was the one who had brought Kun Lun to the brink of extinction! Now that he had barged in with such pomp and circumstance, how could the people of Kunlun feel at ease?
“I never thought that I, who was killed by you back then and ran away, would now come to kill you.” Even if there were several gods in this hall, he was not afraid. The power of the eighth level of the Dragon Seeking Dao Dictate, which surpa*sed the realm of the divine dragon in the world, could not be compared to these so-called gods?
Even if this Dong Yang had the strength of a divine general.
That Qi Qing said gloomily, “If I had known this, I should have killed you in the first place!”
Just as he finished speaking, Qin Hai disappeared.
Dong Yang said in a startled voice, “Defence!”
These people were obviously in a tight position, and just as Dong Yang finished speaking, they formed a group of defensive formations, which were formed in two by two, focusing on defence, and were carefully laid out for Qin Hai, who was also very fast, and had already reached Qi Qing when he flashed out here.
This qi energy came like a thousand armies and horses.
Qin Hai sneered, and as soon as the true qi rolled within his body, a faint layer of blood-coloured scaly armour emerged around his body.
“Not bad, it has a tickling sensation.” Qin Dahai let out a laugh.
“What!”
Dong Yang and the others’ pupils suddenly shrank.
Qin Dahai sneered as his scimitar slashed directly at them.
The face of Qi Qing, who was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, changed in shock.
Ding!
The scimitar landed on the duster.
Qi Qing immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and said in shock, “Save me!”
Dong Yang and the others rushed to meet him, and they all went towards Qin Hai to kill him. Seeing this situation, Qin Hai’s true qi in his body shook, and several gravity forces smashed down on him, and Qi Qing immediately let out a miserable scream, the duster broke into two pieces, while his whole body flew backwards and directly crashed into the wall, the huge force caused the whole wall to dent, while Qi Qing had a huge gash on his chest, blood flowing non-stop, and his life was rapidly pa*sing away.
“Senior Brother Qi Qing!”
“Qin Hai, accept your life!”
This crowd of senior brothers bared their eyes.
The faces of those who failed to retreat, like Han Zendao with a broken arm, their bodies exploded with blood, and their flesh and skin split open in an unbearable manner.
The body of Han Zendao’s disciples was split open and flesh was split open.
Dong Yang opened his mouth and shouted, “Help me, Uncle!”
Boom!
With a muffled explosion of thunder.
The two of them clashed like meteors, only to hear a rumbling sound, the hall seemed to collapse, the crowd of people also stood unsteadily, when they looked back, they found that the master uncle and Qin Hai were already facing each other.
“Worthy of being Kunlun seniors.” Qin Dahai’s face was as normal as ever as he said, “Amending the wind, you old undead have good stance.”
Revision Wind.
A Kunlun ancestor-level figure, Dong Yang and the others’ senior uncle, with a deep chill on his crane-haired face, he said, “Qin Dahai, hand over the Dragon Seeking Dao Skill and spare your life!”
“Joke!” Qin Dahai laughed coldly and said, “Just by virtue of you are you worthy?”
Revision Wind said gloomily, “Obstinate! I will make you come back without a return!”
Qin Hai was not afraid, his killing intent was soaring and he was ready to fight.
And at that moment.
At that moment, at the Kunlun cliff, the cold wind continued to pa*s through the cliff, and the sound of the wind made people’s skulls tingle.
A small, sneaky figure was feeling his way up the steep cliff, and a closer look revealed that it was Xiao Hai, who was climbing nimbly upwards with a rope in his hand, the cold wind blowing, occasionally making him unstable, but he soon steadied himself, then took a deep breath and climbed up again.
It was only a short time before he reached the top.
Ahead of this, there was an eerie structure that sent shivers down one’s spine.
It was the Kunlun Grand Prison.
He sneaked over and after stopping at a hiding spot, a whirring sound distinct from the wind came out of his mouth, only to hate the quickness as another sneaky figure approached, an older Kunlun disciple who found Xiao Hai and looked at him in front of him with some incredulity in his eyes, “Why is it a child?”
“What’s wrong with a child?” Little Hai was not happy, “I didn’t just climb up anyway.”
“Don’t you dare harm me!” The older Kunlun disciple lowered his voice and said, “I don’t want to die! Where’s Qin Hai!”
“My master is busy.” Xiao Hai said, “You just tell me if people are in there and how many there are!”
“There are twelve men guarding it, all of them highly skilled, you’d better go back.” The older disciple said, “Let your master come, you’re just a death sentence.”
With that, he retreated and soon disappeared from view.
Xiao Hai rolled his eyes in disgust, secretly thinking that this Chu Weiqing’s dark line was also a little too afraid of death.
