Chapter 12: The Ancient Monk

The fog mirror dissipated and turned into a hazy air current, and before long, a trace of mist like a worm and a snake came through the crack in the door, and the two merged into two and turned into breathworms.

"I didn't expect even Qin Ming to come." Luo Bing's mind was heavy, and as soon as she beckoned, the breathworm flew into her hand and disappeared.

"It's a big deal for the four clans to join forces." Qin Hao frowned slightly, feeling that things were getting more and more tricky, this Wushuang Island now seemed to be a place of right and wrong, Hong Zhaomeng, cold wind, and Li Wuxin, who had never shown up, Lin Ruofeng, each of these four people was more powerful than Qin Yingyuan, and it was difficult to deal with, not to mention the power and heritage behind them.

"It's strange, Qin Ming made such a big move, what is the purpose of summoning such a master?" Luo Bing looked puzzled, before this, she could be regarded as Qin Ming's henchman, but for this operation, she actually didn't receive any rumors.

"No matter what it is for, it must be a big plan, just wait and see what happens." Qin Hao's eyes were deep, but he calmed down.

Half a day later, the Li family and the Lin family arrived one after another.

Li Wuxin's red hair is like fire, his breath is furious and amazing, without the slightest restraint, he is a master at a glance, as soon as he arrives, everyone feels suffocated, in front of him, only a real master can be calm and calm, otherwise the aura will be suppressed by life, and finally retreat without a fight.

"Li Wuxin, I didn't expect you to enter the Yushen Sect this time, and you would be so diligent." Hong Zhaomeng's evil face couldn't help but reveal a trace of jealousy, he and Li Wuxin have known each other since childhood, the two have competed with each other, this person is talented, not under him, and now he has entered the Yushen Sect, it is like a tiger with wings, but he is afraid that the strength will improve, and it has reached the point where it is difficult to calculate.

"Hong Zhaomeng, in a word, this time to explore Wushuang Island, no matter what the final opportunity is, I have to decide, for the sake of knowing each other for many years, you don't want to fight with me in the end, otherwise you will ......" Li Wuxin is really heartless and ruthless, so violent that there is no boundary, as soon as he appeared, he actually made a threat.

"Li Wuxin, you think too simply, what is Wushuang Island? Even if King Yu comes, I'm afraid I won't dare to be so arrogant, what are you? Hong Zhaomeng shouted in a deep voice, King Yu is the real master behind Yu Shenzong, and he is the current king of Great Xia.

"If you want to get the opportunity of Wushuang Island, you must first see the Lord of Impermanence, such an existence of the dragon sees the head and the end, and it is rumored that no one knows whether he is a man or a woman, so it's too early to fight." Leng Hanfeng said lightly, he surrendered in his chest, his eyes turned lightly, as if he was calculating something, and finally his gaze moved slightly in one direction.

"Lin Ruofeng, what do you say?"

Lin Ruofeng sat there quietly, with a handsome face, a gentle temperament, dressed in white, he didn't look like a monk, but like a beautiful son, his eyes swept lightly, and he just said lightly: "Life and death, wealth and wealth, each has a destiny." ”

"Okay, I'm going to see who the destiny belongs to in the end." Li Wuxin sneered.

After another half a day, the Hong family, the Lin family, the Li family, the Leng family, and the Quartet gathered, naturally not staying, and sailed towards Wushuang Island.

"Wushuang Island has appeared, why don't they enter the island first and seize the opportunity?" Luo Bingqi said.

"Entering the island first means that all risks must be tried first, this is Wushuang Island, and there is Qin Ming in secret, no one dares to take this risk, so they are willing to gather all their forces to advance and retreat together, as for the final opportunity, it only depends on their respective skills." Qin Hao's heart was bright, after he handed over the God Destroying Armor, he was completely left out in the cold, and Hong Zhaomeng no longer had the patience he had before, and finally directly included him in the subordinate team.

"Be careful when you enter the island." Qin Hao secretly told him that he knew that the real test of life and death had just begun.

Although Wushuang Island is guarded by the Seven Star Lock Dragon Array, but the island is a pleasant climate, Xia Qi Ruirui, clear springs like fairy wine, ancient trees like fairy mushrooms, birds and beasts are even more psychic and rare, each of which is full of extremely ancient atmosphere, but it is a blessed land.

"It is worthy of being the place of the Lord of Impermanence, Zhong Lingyuxiu, nurturing and cultivating, what a treasure land." Hong Zhaomeng's eyes shone brightly, flashing with covetousness.

"Such a treasure land, if you can practice here, you will definitely be able to travel a thousand miles a day." Even Li Wuxin gave such an evaluation.

Everyone walked all the way without any obstacles, straight into the hinterland of Wushuang Island.

On this day, the red sun was hanging high, and the sound of the waterfall could be faintly heard in the distance, Qin Hao and Luo Bing were hidden at the end of the team, but it was extremely inconspicuous.

Suddenly, a fog came from nowhere, and a white expanse, as thick as a tide, soon filled the surroundings.

"What's going on?"

"Everyone, be careful, this white mist is coming strangely."

However, before the words fell, only a miserable scream was heard, and the body of a Divine Power Realm master suddenly exploded, flesh and blood splashed, and muscles and bones shattered.

"What, what's going on?"

"There is an enemy, quickly, find it quickly."

Suddenly, everyone was in chaos, a Divine Power Realm master died in front of him, and there was no room for resistance, how terrifying this was, and in an instant, an uneasy and terrifying mood quickly spread among the team.

"No way, I didn't sense anyone approaching." The cold wind burst into shouts, trying to stabilize people's hearts, but before the words fell, another scream came, and then only a few muffled sounds were heard, and more than a dozen Divine Power Realm masters died tragically on the spot, with their heads in different places, and they didn't even leave a whole corpse.

"There are ghosts in this white mist." I don't know who yelled.

Qin Hao's eyes condensed slightly, there seemed to be a glimmer of light in the center of his eyebrows, and his divine sense radiated out, and sure enough, he sensed that this vast white mist was like a ghost, enveloping a divine power realm, and then drilling into his seven orifices, and then saw that the person's body continued to expand like a leather ball, and finally suddenly exploded.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty Divine Power Realm masters died tragically, if such a force was placed in Qingyun City, it would be enough to form a top force.

"Huh? There is actually a hidden master? ”

The cold wind eyes were as bright as a sword, piercing people's hearts, and when he looked at it, he directly cut off Qin Hao's divine sense, his six senses were too sharp, and he only instantly understood Qin Hao's existence.

Suddenly, Li Wuxin, Hong Zhaomeng, and Lin Ruofeng also saw that Qin Hao suddenly became the focus of everyone.

"What is difficult to disperse, I think it is ill-intentioned." The cold wind kills the machine.

"There are ghosts here, let's leave first." Hong Zhaomeng didn't care about Qin Hao's life or death at all, gathered everyone together, and slowly moved to the outside world, while Qin Hao and Luo Bing were excluded.

"They want to trap us here." Luo Bing's face was ugly, and his jade hand was clenched tightly.

"This is the test of the Lord of Impermanence, and there must be a way to live." Qin Hao looked around, and suddenly his eyebrows jumped and he suddenly took a step back.

"Young man, where are you going?"

An ancient voice sounded, and in the depths of the white mist, an old man sat cross-legged, his head was smooth and hairless, he was dressed in a wide robe, and his hands were folded, as if reciting the scriptures.