Perhaps even he himself didn't understand that this anger came more from the fear of Ding Hao. As a senior leader of a super power, he had to be afraid of a junior. This gap made it difficult for him to accept. At that moment, the anger in his heart exploded like lava.
"You are looking for death..." Luo Tong said in a deep voice, putting a hand on Zhao Xingcheng's shoulder with a ferocious look on his face: "Even if you don't tell me, I can search your sea of consciousness and know everything. , I will make you live but not die."
Zhao Xingcheng grinned contemptuously.
There were drops of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.
He was not worried at all about being searched in the sea of knowledge.
Because he himself didn't know whether Ding Hao was in the sect or not.
"Come on, old dog, one day sooner or later, Senior Brother Ding will avenge me." Zhao Xingcheng smiled calmly. He had already endured so much torture, and there was no pain in this world that he could not accept. It was just death.
Luo Tong put his palm on Zhao Xingcheng's shoulder, and the mysterious energy rushed into the bloody body like steel needles...
Zhao Xingcheng's body trembled slightly, but his eyes remained stubborn and unmoving.
Luo Tong's mouth showed a sinister smile, and he was about to intensify the pain, but at this moment, suddenly, the entire underground cell rumbled, and then shook violently, as if it was an earthquake, and the terrible force was about to tear the place apart...
"What happened?" Luo Tong was furious.
The next moment, a strange force filled the place through the soil, and then the earth shook, and a crack appeared on the top of the dungeon. The dazzling sunlight shone down along the crack, making the people in the water prison squint slightly. Eye.
Under the shining sunlight, a slender figure fell.
The ground above the entire dungeon was actually torn apart by this person with powerful force. He tore the dungeon alive and broke in. Who is this person, and his strength is so tyrannical
The masters of Qingchuan Palace in the dungeon were all stunned.
But Luo Tong suddenly seemed to have seen something extremely frightening, and screamed at the top of his lungs: "It's you... Ding Hao, you..."
The words have not yet finished.
The screams stopped abruptly.
The figure covered in dazzling sunlight swayed, and instantly grabbed Luo Tong's neck like a chicken and lifted him up from where he was. This elder of the outer sect of Qingchuan Palace was a strong man at the peak of Emperor Wu. But at this moment, there was no struggle at all, and his eyes were full of fear...
The green mountains are like jade, and the black hair is like waterfalls.
The magic sword in the left hand, the magic flame.
The sunlight shone through the cracks in the water prison and shone on his body, like a god of war clothed in fairy light. It was impossible to look at him, as if everything would turn into ashes in front of him.
Who is this person who suddenly appeared, if not the powerful Ding Hao in the Northern Territory
In an instant, an unstoppable cold air rose from the tail vertebrae of every Qingchuan Palace master in the water prison.
The strong man who was in charge of the torture before secretly hid in the crowd and tried to escape...
call out!
A small stone on the ground suddenly jumped up, like a sharp sword unsheathed, piercing the back of his head. He died instantly. From the beginning to the end, Ding Hao didn't even look at him.
"I need an explanation." Ding Hao looked at the dead sect disciples lying on the ground, and then at Zhao Xingcheng who was hanging on the torture frame. His voice was like frost, and his eyes were like sharp swords. Staring at Luo Tong.
"This... I... I..." Luo Tong was terrified. He was so overwhelmed by fear that he couldn't even speak.
Ding Hao twisted his wrist and broke Luo Tong's neck with a click.
The tyrannical power of the sword also invaded his body at this moment, cutting off all life in his body.
Snap!
Ding Hao threw away the corpse in his hand and killed an outer elder of Qingchuan Palace. For him, it was as simple as killing a vicious dog without any scruples.
"Since you can't explain clearly, I'll go to Qingchuan Palace myself."
Ding Hao's eyes flashed across the faces of the other masters in the cell. Everyone felt as if the scythe of death had hooked their necks. The unprecedented cold made their bodies stiff and they did not dare to move. About Ding Hao's madness Rumor has spread about his desperate deeds. They knew that even Luo Tong was dead, and Ding Hao would not care about their status as disciples of Qingchuan Hall.
After turning around and rescuing the unconscious Zhao Xingcheng from the frame, Ding Hao took the extremely dead Wenjian Sect disciple with him, turned around and slowly left the cell.
The masters of Qingchuan Palace remained silent.
The moment Ding Hao disappeared, a young Qingchuan Temple disciple finally breathed a sigh of relief. The huge burden on his heart was lifted, as if he had escaped from the hands of death.
"Huh..." He took a deep breath and was about to say something when the sound of something breaking suddenly came from beside him.
Turning his head to look, he was suddenly shocked out of his mind.
It turned out that at some point, except for himself, everyone around him was frozen into ice sculptures. The cold ice aura obviously spread from the inside out of their bodies, and they were unable to resist it. In the end, the entire body was frozen. People were frozen to pieces...
"Go back and tell the head of Qingchuan Palace that my grudge against the disciples of the Sword Sect will not be let go so easily."
Ding Hao's cold voice, which seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, rang in the young disciple's ears.
He suddenly felt that his heart was colder than the exploding ice shards next to him.
…
There was another shocking noise on the bank of Mirror Lake.
The station was attacked, which was definitely a big event that could attract countless eyeballs.
Many people saw with their own eyes a strong man coming from the direction of Wenjian Sect, charging directly into the Falling Star Villa in a forceful and unreasonable way. The pavilions and pavilions overturned and collapsed the moment the battle started. The tyrannical power The fluctuations spread out, causing countless people around to feel palpitations and fear.
At first, some people thought it was the demon race that was waging war against the human race.
After all, they are the superpower of the human race in the Northern Territory. They have always been aloof and dominant. Someone dares to knock on the door. This is simply a naked provocation.
But then the news spread quickly—
The Wenjian Sect attacked the Falling Star Villa.
The reason is that he secretly participated in the plan to deal with the Wenjian Sect. In the Falling Star Villa, dozens of corpses of dead Wenjian Sect disciples were found. Their death conditions were extremely miserable, and they were obviously tortured...
This made public opinion instantly side with Wenjian Sect.
Although many people have been jealous of the Sword Sect's luck in the past six months and envied He Xuan Jingshi's veins, but with his status and strength, he actually carried out such a conspiracy behind his back, which is enough to make many people look down upon him.
At the same time, countless people were sweating for Wenjian Sect.
After all, it is one of the giant sects in the Northern Territory with a long heritage. For example, Wenjian Sect came directly to kill the elders of the outer sect of Qingchuan Palace and dozens of disciples. Aren't they afraid of the wrath of this super sect? With his power, there are 11,100,000 ways to destroy Wenjian Sect.
If it was resolved privately and left a step for both sides, there might still be room for change, but with such a naked choice of tooth for tooth and blood for blood, the conflict between the two parties has become irreconcilable.
"Alas, Wenjian Sect is still too impulsive. Although the potential is endless, after all, it is just potential and has not been transformed into real strength. Low-key development is the kingly way. The rise of a sect requires a long-term peaceful environment. So early and A confrontation with a superpower like Qingchuan Palace will eventually lead to disaster..."
Someone sighed.
Many people hold this view.
As the saying goes, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years. The Wenjian Sect can completely tolerate it at this time. When its strength grows to the point where it can compete with the top forces in the Northern Territory, it will not be too late to take revenge.
"It seems like Li Lan, the leader of Wenjian Sect, still doesn't have a far-sighted vision. He's a woman with long hair and short sight!"
Someone made this assessment.
Of course, some people think that the toughness shown by the Wenjian Sect is worthy of appreciation. In this world where the jungle is strong, one must have a strong enough attitude to be respected and recognized. If the disciples of the sect are massacred, they should make a tough response.
All kinds of discussions are flying all over the place.
Wenjian Sect, a small sect in the past in the Northern Territory, has now set off a wave of public opinion in the entire Northern Territory again and again. It has a faint tendency to become the intersection of countless undercurrents, and has become one of the most attractive topics in the entire Northern Territory.
Soon, another shocking news came.
The contemporary successor, a saint son who was close to the half-step martial saint realm, was beheaded in the wilderness thousands of miles away from Jinghu Lake. His body was directly frozen into an ice sculpture, and the ice crystals covering it were frozen in the scorching sun. It is indestructible and cannot be broken with a sword...
When the news came out, the Northern Territory was shaken.
The descendants of the dragon are all terrible killers who are good at assassinating, escaping and hiding. The dragon has no end but a head, and controls countless terrifying killings. Rumor has it that as long as you see the shadow of such a person, it means death is coming. .
Even many strong men in the realm of saints would still feel frightened by the disciples of this sect...
The disciples are very scary. They are the kings in the darkness. They come and go like ghosts. Others cannot find their traces at all, let alone chase them. They have always been the only ones chasing others. In the past hundreds of years, they have never been able to find their traces. News of the murder of the descendant of No. 1 spreads!
But now, a strong man whose strength and cultivation were close to that of a saint died in the wilderness.
Moreover, the murderer behaved extremely arrogantly, leaving eight big characters on the ice sculpture of the corpse -
"Tooth for tooth, blood for blood!"
Countless experts rushed to the scene of the incident to observe. In this wilderness, countless thrilling battle traces were left. It can be inferred that after the Holy Son was discovered, he did not pay attention at first. Who knew that he would notice it immediately after the fight? He was not the opponent's opponent, so he immediately began to hide. Who knew that his most proud skill of hiding could not avoid the opponent, and he was chased to death...