When the contradictions accumulate to a certain extent, and problems such as stances and concepts cannot be resolved, there will be an outbreak of terror.

However, it is too late to realize this. Qin Hao saw that the sake in the cup had turned into a cloudy and foamy black, and his face became gloomy.

There seemed to be tens of thousands of needles swimming in his abdomen, and Qin Hao hurriedly used his spiritual power to block the poison and continue to spread, "You want to harm me, have you thought about the seven thousand believers in the whole city, have you thought about how to explain to them?"

"If you could think about the 7,000 people before the war with Ansan, tonight's incident might not have happened. Huang Cang's face turned cold, and there was a faint surge of spiritual power in his palms, and extremely powerful fluctuations spread out from the air.

At the same time, the two brothers, Huang Chengye and Huang Chengxin, operated their spiritual power at the same time and surrounded Qin Hao in three directions.

Seeing this scene, Qin Hao's eyes gradually dimmed. Unexpectedly, the Huang family monks finally broke with themselves, if things were allowed to develop, they would definitely become Li Yuanba's help one day!

Qin Hao resolutely did not allow such a thing to happen, so he drew out his Xue Lan sword and pointed at Huang Cang, "If you think that three people can kill me, then you are very wrong. Maybe you don't believe it, but in the Wheel Sea Realm, there are no less than hundreds of monks of the same rank or even high rank who have been killed by me. ”

His face changed, and Huang Cang snorted coldly: "So what, you are now highly poisoned in your body, plus the three of me are besieging you, even the Inscription Realm cultivator will not dare to decide that you can survive!"

Even if he was highly poisonous, even if he was on the verge of death, Qin Hao still firmly believed that he could win the final victory! Because he had a hole card, a hole card that he would not want to take out no matter what......

In the end, Qin Hao was still unwilling to give up this last help. So he finally asked Huang Chengxin: "You really don't want to help me?"

This time, Huang Chengxin didn't answer, but just looked at Qin Hao with a weird smile, seeing that Qin Hao didn't know why, but he felt a chill down his spine, and a little bad premonition was born in his heart.

Suddenly, a fierce wind whimpered behind him, Qin Hao habitually slashed the Xue Lan sword into the place where the sound trajectory went, and then turned to look, only to see four pitch-black daggers coming in four directions.

A sword rain of pear blossoms covered the sky, and the messy sword qi was built on the wall, cutting the dagger that burst into a black air stream.

The moment he saw the air current, Qin Hao was not happy. Because the dagger was not a substance, but a dense condensation of runes, the sword move could only scatter its shape, but not destroy its foundation.

The black air flow passed through the layers of sword qi, and it was unexpectedly stabbed into Qin Hao's hands, and the powerful cushioning force brought his body into the wall and nailed him!

But the moment the dagger was in hand, Qin Hao didn't feel any pain, but was a little numb, and his body was as heavy as lead, and his upper and lower eyelids fought as if he was about to fall asleep......

Before falling asleep, Qin Hao still sighed in his heart: "There is such a wonderful method in the world......!

Confused and groggy, Qin Hao lost his ability to move for a long time in the future. All he knew was that he was being put in a large, moving box, and that every once in a while a sharp dagger was inserted into his body, so that he could never fully wake up.

It could be three days, or it could be thirty days. When Qin Hao noticed the flow of air in the lung cavity, he heard a familiar call again in a blur.

"Qin Hao, Qin Hao!"

The voice was very familiar, it was the girl's rapid and sweet voice, but Qin Hao couldn't remember it no matter what. "Who could it be?"

In this confusion, Qin Hao calculated boringly and clearly, his heart beat nearly 10,000 times in total, which should be more than one day and one night. In the process, the voice never stopped, so much so that Qin Hao felt hallucinated.

In the second day and night, Qin Hao opened his eyes, he didn't look at himself first, but looked at the location of the voice for the first time.

Seven zhang away from him, Qin Hao saw the little girl Totoro who had been missing for a long time. She still called tirelessly: "Qin Hao, Qin Hao......"

Trying to swallow his saliva, Qin Hao endured the numbness of his body, and said with an extremely strange emphasis: "I...... It's okay. ”

Hearing the voice that he had not seen for a long time, Totoro was overjoyed. She is like a drowning person grasping the last straw,

"Are you going to die!" she asked, in a trembling tone.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Hao said with difficulty: "For the time being...... No. ”

After answering her two questions, Qin Hao sat down cross-legged with his body propped up, originally wanting to meditate cross-legged and silently run the Shura Prajna Gong, but found that his spiritual power could not be mobilized in the slightest.

I still remember that during the coma, every once in a while, a mysterious power would be poured into the body, and it was precisely because of this power that the body's meridians were blocked and it was impossible to absorb spiritual power.

What's even more strange is that the cell where he was imprisoned couldn't sense the slightest bit of spiritual power! Careful sensing, it was not that the spiritual power was isolated, but that there was a huge formation underground here, and the spiritual power was slowly being absorbed.

There was no way, Qin Hao could only silently recite the golden light divine mantra in the cave, using countless faith powers to wash away the black spiritual power that was similar to the curse in his body, and after half an hour of struggle, he could barely let his body move freely.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard a middle-aged man's tone slightly reministent: "It's been three hundred years, I didn't expect to hear the golden light god chanting mantra, isn't the little brother a Pure Ming Sect?"

Hearing the word Pure Ming Sect, Qin Hao couldn't help but be stunned, and then looked at the middle-aged man with a full beard with a puzzled look, "Are you a believer in the Pure Ming Sect?"

"Exactly. The middle-aged man said with a wistful look: "I just don't know where Jingming Zhenren has gone after the last goodbye, and what realm it is now." ”

Last time, Qin Hao was puzzled at first, and then understood something. The "last time" in the mouth of middle-aged people should have been three hundred years ago.

With silent mourning, Qin Hao sighed and said: "Jingming Zhenren is dead, the sect has been in decline for more than three hundred years, and now he is in charge of the decree and shoulders the responsibility of resuming the religion. ”

"What!" The middle-aged man's face was suddenly startled, and a scorching light like essence erupted in his dejected eyes, "You say that you are the Pure Ming Sect Master!?"

My Neighbor Totoro just stared at Qin Hao with a stunned expression, and when she felt that she had stared enough, she could be sure that Qin Hao was really safe, and then added: "That's right, there are many people like you who call him the sect leader." ”