Chapter 364: The Master and Disciple Betrayed. The Mirage Clan's commission was successfully completed.
The commission of the Mirage Clan was successfully completed. Everyone looked at each other and decided to immediately step into the Dragon Territory to collect the deserved reward.
Xu Hui drew out the mirage marrow from her dantian and carefully used it according to the absorption method recorded in the dragon pattern.
In an instant, a golden gate slowly appeared, and everyone stepped into the gate without hesitation.
They originally thought they would see an underwater world as magnificent and beautiful as the Dragon Palace.
However, everything I see is so beautiful that it feels like being in a fairyland.
Fairy air rises up from all around, lingering like a veil.
Looking up, one can see towering mountains rising from the ground, reaching into the sky, as if they are about to pierce the sky.
The clouds and mist in the mountains rolled and surged like surging waves.
Various rare and exotic plants appear and disappear in the clouds, and rare and exotic animals roam among them. It is clearly a true fairyland!
But several people's expressions changed at the same time.
Because here, there is almost no spiritual energy. The power that permeates the air and exudes powerful pressure is dragon energy.
There is only dragon energy in the Dragon Realm, which makes sense.
But the problem is, just from this surging sea of clouds, one can see how dangerous this world is.
Being in this place, they could not obtain spiritual power from the outside world and could only rely on the elixirs and spiritual fruits they carried with them. The level of danger instantly doubled.
Fortunately, Xu Hui had contracted with Shen Ao's Shen Guang Condensed Essence, which allowed her to absorb dragon energy and convert it into spiritual power.
Wei Mubai has the root of emptiness and can transform all the power in the world for his own use.
Wen Huaiyu had comprehended the ultimate sword intent in his previous battles, and with pure sword energy alone, he could kill all the villains.
The two venerables even have their own boundaries, so they are not afraid to take a risk and explore.
The place where they appeared was the top of the highest peak.
The surrounding cold wind was like a sharp blade, slicing through their bodies. Looking around, all they could see was the boundless and endless sea of rolling clouds.
Suddenly, two balls of unusual energy shot up into the sky, and the sea of clouds in front of them violently churned, forming two opposing whirlpools.
Venerable Jiangli's eyes lit up, and a strange light burst out in his eyes, and he looked straight down under the sea of clouds.
After a moment, he exclaimed in surprise, "Someone is playing the piano. Let's go down and take a look!"
After these words were spoken, several people looked at each other, their hearts filled with confusion. Isn't this the Dragon Territory? How could there be someone here?
Could it be that they came to the wrong place?
But this dragon energy that is so dense that it is almost condensed into substance cannot be fake. Apart from the Dragon Realm, where else in the world can there be such terrifying dragon energy?
Even the legendary fairyland is filled with fairy energy, and the dragon energy is only so strong in the dragon territory.
But the people of the Mirage Clan had never mentioned before that there were humans in the Dragon Territory!
This is really a rare thing!
Several people were very interested and immediately used their skills to fly in that direction.
As soon as we left the top of the mountain, we could clearly feel the strong wind, which made it almost impossible to move forward.
Upon seeing this, Venerable Yunxiu and Venerable Jiangli did not wait for the three to use their skills to resist, but directly expanded the boundary and encircled the three people inside.
In an instant, everyone saw a flash before their eyes and instantly arrived above the battle.
Below were two musicians, one male and one female, one dressed in red and one in white, forming a sharp contrast.
The eyes of the beauty in red were so red that they seemed to bleed blood. Her black hair fell to her waist like a waterfall. Her fiery red lips were slightly raised, with a hint of coldness and determination.
A long sword scar on her forehead not only did not damage her overly beautiful appearance, but instead added a bit of burning evil charm. The enchanting and strange temperament was overwhelming, which made people feel astonished.
The musician in white has a head full of silver hair and a youthful face. His handsome features are like those of a young boy, but his deep eyes reveal a calmness and detachment that transcends his age.
Not only is his hair snow-white, but his skin is also white and almost transparent, with blue blood vessels faintly visible beneath his skin. He looks like a white lotus, tall and pure, straight inside and out, exuding an aloof temperament.
"Kong Qing, do you really have to force me to take action? Although you are my master, you cannot resist the Three Rings of the King of Hell!" The red-clothed woman cried out tenderly, her cold voice filled with complex emotions. Hatred occupied 90%, but there was still a trace of room left, as if deep in her heart, she still had a trace of inseparable feelings for this master.
Kong Qing lowered his head, his voice filled with helplessness and sorrow. "I'm sorry, Chi Niang, it was my fault back then. But I promised the leader that I would protect the Dragon God Cult with my own body. If your plan succeeds, the Dragon God Cult will cease to exist. I... can't let you succeed!"
"Don't call me Chi Niang! There is no more Chi Niang, the Holy Maiden of the Dragon God Sect in this world!" The woman shouted harshly, her voice like thunder in a cold night, filled with deep hatred.
She raised her bare hand slightly, and flicked the strings with her fingertips. There was a clear "clang" sound, like the collision of metal and stone, or like thunder breaking out in the sky.
In an instant, endless power poured out from the strings, like an awakened prehistoric beast, carrying the power to destroy the world and rushing straight towards the man opposite.
Kong Qing stood tall and straight, like a silent mountain, quietly standing there without moving an inch.
The tremendous force was like a sledgehammer, smashing into him hard. His internal organs seemed to be shattered. His throat felt sweet and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood was like an enchanting mandala in the sunlight, blooming in an instant and then quickly withering.
"It's actually dragon energy!" Venerable Jiang Li's eyes suddenly lit up, flashing with amazement. "They are both mortals without spiritual roots, but they can use the sound of the zither to drive dragon energy and achieve the effect of cultivation. This world is truly full of wonders and is full of wonders!"
It is said that this dragon energy is extremely powerful.
Just this one blow seemed to have a force of a thousand pounds. The huge rock behind the man was instantly shattered and turned into countless tiny pieces of gravel, which fell like raindrops.
The lingering sound of the piano music was still there, like an invisible sharp blade, grinding the gravel into powder, which spread in the air like a gray mist.
The woman's eyes were red, like two burning flames, almost bleeding.
Her eyes widened in anger, and she roared at the top of her lungs, "Kong Qing, why don't you take action? Do you think that by silently enduring this, you can atone for your sins?"
Kong Qing let out a long sigh, and that sigh was full of vicissitudes and helplessness.
He slowly sat up straight, and although his posture was a little staggering, he still showed determination.
"I owe you this. I'm willing to lead you three times. After three rings..." He paused, his tone suddenly becoming firm, as if he had made up his mind, "Don't worry about life or death!"
The woman was silent for a moment, and a barely perceptible glint of tears flashed across the corner of her eyes. The tears disappeared like a shooting star, as if they had never appeared.
Her eyes became cold and resolute again, and she opened her red lips slightly, uttering one word, "Okay!"
"This is Kong Ming Yi Xiang, the first unique move you taught me." The woman bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes full of determination and ruthlessness.
With a sudden pluck of the strings, accompanied by a majestic wave of air, the sound of the piano was like thousands of horses galloping and thousands of troops shouting, resounding through the sky.
At the same time, there was a crisp "click" sound, and she actually broke one of her middle fingers.
Blood gushed out from the severed finger, instantly dyeing the strings red and dripping onto the instrument itself.
The ancient zither, stained with blood, seemed to be given life, and stained with an extremely enchanting murderous aura, just like its owner, whose body was boiling with murderous intent, filled with hatred, and almost possessed by a demon.
Kong Qing's eyebrows twitched slightly, and a hint of pain that was difficult to conceal flashed in his eyes.
His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, nothing came out.
He slowly closed his eyes and endured the blow.
The sound of the piano was like an extremely sharp blade, piercing through his body and leaving a deep wound on his chest.
There was a big cut in the clothes on the chest, and blood kept gushing out. The blood was dazzling and bright, like a red plum blossom blooming in the snow, but it carried endless desolation and tragedy.
The sound of the piano penetrated through, forming a terrifying air wave behind it. Wherever it passed, sand and rocks flew, trees were uprooted, rocks were shattered, and the whole place was in a mess, as if the end of the world had come.
"This is Kongming's last song, the last piano sound you passed on to me." Before the woman finished speaking, her white hands danced on the strings like a storm.
This time, she tried her best, pouring all her gratitude and hatred into this one strike.
Accompanied by an even more powerful and turbulent air wave, the sound of the piano was like thunder, blasting straight towards Kong Qing.
At the same time, she cut off two of her fingers, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining her sleeves and the ancient harp red.
As the body of the zither was soaked in blood, the strange murderous aura became stronger, as if an awakened ferocious beast was emitting a terrifying breath.
Kong Qing still stood quietly there, his posture as straight as a pine tree, his eyes as calm as an ancient well with no bottom to be seen.
There was no trace of fear or retreat on his face, only a helpless sigh in the air.
When the piano music filled with endless hatred came, he closed his eyes slightly and let the piano music penetrate his body like a sharp blade.
His left hand was cut off instantly, and blood gushed out, staining the ground beneath his feet red.
The power of the piano music remained undiminished, forming a terrifying air wave behind him, which directly exploded the air and erupted in endless explosions, razing the entire mountain to the ground.
It is worthy of being the final sound, it is indeed powerful!
Kong Qing's body trembled violently, but he remained silent, as if he was not the one injured.
Only half of the hand that played the piano was left. The blood gradually dried up and formed a dark red scab, but he seemed unaware of it. There was no emotion on his face, and he slowly turned into a cold stone sculpture.
After a moment, he slowly raised his head, his eyes were cold, without a trace of emotion or ripples, as if nothing in the world could touch his heartstrings.
"You are a murderer. Today, in the name of the founder of the Dragon God Sect, I will kill the traitor Chi Niang!"
His tone was as firm as a rock, and his voice seemed to contain a thousand-year-old ice, without a trace of warmth, so cold that it chilled people to the core.
After saying this, he bent his right hand slightly and lightly plucked the strings with his fingertips.
In an instant, a surging wave of air rushed out like a surging sea, sweeping towards the woman with an overwhelming force.
Wherever the air wave passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, emitting bursts of sharp whistling sounds, as if it was a judgment from God, leaving the person on trial with nowhere to hide.
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