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Qin Hai's impression of Old Man Zhao was not that great. The old man gave him the impression that he had a bad temper, that he had good ears, and that he was unwilling to listen to bad words. He seemed a bit petty.

Yes, it was indeed cute.

He would rather die by himself than delay the enemy, saying that he was sacrificing his life for the sake of others and sacrificing his life for righteousness was too high, because this old man's main goal was still to protect his disciples. He didn't want the Mao Mountain Sect's inheritance to end here, let alone the country and its people.

However, to be able to do this much was quite rare.

Qin Hai started to like this stubborn old man. Of course, he didn't like him that way. His sexual orientation was always normal. He only liked women, especially beauties.

Therefore, he did not leave, even though he had already obtained the Mao Mountain Sect's treasure and Mao Mountain Sect's core inheritance.

Such a cute old man, it would be a pity if he just died here.

Seeing that Qin Hai was not willing to leave, Old Zhao glared at him and said angrily, "Hurry up and leave, otherwise we'll all die here when the black smoke enters our bodies. This black smoke is filled with killing intent. Once it enters our bodies, even the deities would not be able to save us. "

Qin Hai chuckled, "Then you're not dead yet."

Old Man Zhao was startled for a few seconds, then suddenly realized that something was wrong. He originally wanted to rely on Mao Shan's secret technique to transfer all of the baleful qi in the surroundings to his own body, thus creating an opportunity for Qin Hai to escape. But now that the baleful qi had entered his body, not only did he not die, but he could even speak to Qin Hai.

Logically speaking, he should only be able to persevere for at most ten seconds. Once the infernal energy seeped into his heart meridian, he would be frozen into a real person ice sculpture.

Why did it become like this?

Old man Zhao immediately felt a stream of heat continuously enter his body from the hand on his back.

He looked at Qin Hai in astonishment. This sloppy-looking, stinking brat was actually this strong!

Ka-cha! *

A crack suddenly appeared on the jade pendant in old man Zhao's hand, then it shattered into pieces.

Boundless black smoke immediately gushed towards Old Man Zhao and Qin Hai, completely surrounding them.

It's over!

When they died and the peach wood sword landed in the hands of his junior brother Liao Hu, his disciples would definitely not be able to escape from his hands. That was to say, not only did he fail to clean up the sect today, he even destroyed the Mao Mountain Sect and destroyed their thousand years of foundation.

When he thought of this, Old Man Zhao's heart instantly turned to ashes. He felt utter despair.

Old Man Zhao closed his eyes, hot tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.

I am ashamed of my teacher, I am ashamed of all the ancestors of the Mao Mountain Sect!

Time flew by. It was unknown how much time had passed. Perhaps it was just one minute, or perhaps it was ten minutes. Old Man Zhao suddenly opened his eyes in surprise.

He was still alive, and so was Qin Hai.

When he turned his head to look at Qin Hai, his eyes widened.

Although the black smog had already surrounded him and Qin Hai, a bright light suddenly pierced through the thick smog, nearly blinding him.

That peach wood sword actually lit up again!

Old man Zhao looked at the light in disbelief. After staring blankly for two seconds, he quickly rubbed his eyes. Yes, the light was still there, and he was not blind or hallucinating.

The question was, why did the peach wood sword suddenly light up again? Did the ancestor reveal his spirit?

While Old Man Zhao was still in a daze, the glow of the peach wood sword once again appeared. The black smoke around Qin Hai and Old Man Zhao quickly dispersed. After a few breaths, there was no longer any black smoke within a meter around them.

This time, Old Man Zhao could see even more clearly. The peach wood sword was still in Qin Hai's hand, and it was indeed emitting a dazzling white light. It was even much more dazzling than when he had expended his lifeblood essence to activate it.

Although Old Man Zhao was old, he was not muddle-headed. He quickly looked at Qin Hai with incomparable shock, but he discovered that Qin Hai had already closed his eyes at some point. His expression was solemn and dignified. His face seemed to reveal a holy aura.

Old man Zhao's heart trembled. He suddenly thought of something he had heard many years ago. Then the corners of his mouth gradually curled up and his face revealed an expression of extreme excitement.

At this moment, Qin Hai was completely unaware that the peach wood sword in his hand was glowing. Just now, he suddenly noticed that the five broken bones in his dantian had undergone a strange change. Within his dantian, those five broken bones suddenly shone brightly at the same time, emitting a sparkling white light. They became sparkling and translucent like jade, as if they were some kind of rare and dazzling treasure.

Not long after, the mutation began to regenerate. The five broken bones began to desperately ram into the golden light barrier. However, no matter how hard they tried, they were unable to break out of the golden light barrier.

It took Qin Hai quite a while to awaken from his state of vision. He seemed to hear a roar of unwillingness just now, and at the same time, a long sigh. However, other than that, he didn't discover anything else.

Right, why did these broken bones suddenly go berserk again? Was it because of the black smoke, or was it because of the peach wood sword in his hand?

Thinking up to here, Qin Hai immediately opened his eyes and saw the peach wood sword shining brightly in his hands.

At this moment, his eyes were almost blinded by the light.

(End of chapter)

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