Evil Family: My Family Has A Living Yama

"Is it really a dragon?"

Long Han asked the doubts in many people's minds.

Monk Wan Niang's expression was solemn: "Before I came here, I didn't expect to encounter a real dragon. It is very powerful!"

While everyone was talking, they flew halfway up the mountain.

That's when.

The mountain peaks rumbled.

A large amount of snowflakes fell along with the rocks.

"careful!"

Several soul masters took the lead and launched attacks to smash the rock into pieces.

"Is this the only way?"

"It doesn't look very impressive!"

As the words fell, there was another rumble, and large snowflakes collapsed and fell.

Such an avalanche would be a disaster if spiritual energy was not used.

But for everyone now, it is not a problem at all.

But at the moment when everyone used spiritual energy to disperse the avalanche.

Everything in front of everyone disappeared.

Arriving on a vast white continent.

There is no sky, no earth, everything is white snow.

"Where are we?"

"Illusion?"

"Impossible, what kind of illusion can bring us so many multi-spiritual masters into it at the same time."

Everyone was confused.

No matter how I attack or fly, I can't seem to fly out of this snowy world.

"Master Wan Ni, you have fought with that white dragon. Do you know what happened?"

"I don't know, the poor monk didn't come here just now."

Master Wan Niang really didn't know that when he first arrived, he saw this dragon entrenched on the mountain peak.

The battle with the dragon never went beyond the mountain peak.

"It would be terrible if it was a formation!"

Qin Feng said in a deep voice.

Everyone knows it.

The formation on the Despair Plateau can be maintained forever if the entire plateau is used as energy.

Even if everyone attacks, they can't overcome the spiritual energy that Plateau can recover on its own.

"What should we do? Are we just going to die here?"

No one knew where the snowfield ended, and there was no point of reference.

The power of perception in the Yuanshen realm seems to have lost its effect here.

For a time, everyone was at a loss.

"Separate! We can only separate now." Feng Wanruo said thoughtfully: "This snowfield will certainly not be boundless. We will set off in all directions at the same time. When we reach the end of the formation, we will use the dead leaves as a warning!"

While talking, the younger members of the Feng family brought over some withered yellow leaves.

Seeing these dead leaves, Qin Feng really dreamed back to many years ago.

"Ancestor Feng is right, then we should disperse!"

Neither of them are indecisive people.

No one knew what would happen if we stayed in this snowfield for too long. Now that we had made a decision, we each chose a direction to set off.

After a while, they lost sight of each other in the heavy snow.

Qin Feng led the Qin family's children towards the southeast corner.

Along the way, all the Qin family members did not dare to speak.

Although they have all survived until now.

However, they knew Qin Feng's character very well. When the critical moment came, they would be the first to die.

At this time, only Kudutuo could speak.

"Ancestor, this matter was done by Monk Wannian!"

Qin Feng looked at Kutoutuo in surprise: "Oh? What do you mean?"

"This is indeed not a formation, it looks like a magic weapon!"

"How did you find out?"

"Buddhism!!" Kudutuo had already seen something, but it was only after everyone left that he reminded Qin Feng: "You know, I used to be from Dajue Temple, and Dajue Temple used to be the strongest temple in the Western Regions. , before I entered the Dajue Temple, there was a legendary magic weapon that could spread everything in the world and trap the enemy here."

"What do you mean? This snowfield is the magic weapon?"

Kudutuo nodded: "Yes, Buddhists praise it, and the same goes for the magic weapon. This magic weapon has no attack methods, but it is a top-notch treasure. I can feel a trace of Buddhism hidden in it."

He was originally a Buddhist, but later abandoned Buddhism and became a demon.

"So, you have a way to get out?"

"Well, let me give it a try!"

Kudutuo sat cross-legged on the ground, and the sound of Buddha gradually rose from his body.

Qin Feng noticed that there was a slight fluctuation in the surrounding space.

Sure enough, just as Kudutuo thought, the suffering monk really trapped everyone.

"Tsk, old monk, how cunning!"

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at the same time.

After everyone separated.

Monk Wannan led everyone from Penglai out of the snowfield in an instant.

Reappeared on the snowy peak.

Monk Wannian closed his eyes and said calmly: "Okay, we can trap them for at least a few days. We must seize the time."

"Master, my two brothers can help you!"

"Well, that beast is cunning. You two are trying to raid the formation for me. Young Master, you have to be careful!"

Jianwang and Jiantu were supposed to protect Mr. Yunxiao.

But in the current situation, this can only be the case.

Young Master Yunxiao: "Master, don't worry, we two won't move, we will be waiting for you here!"

"Well, very good, you two, come with me!"

Monk Wan Nian soared into the sky with his sword brothers.

He reached the top of the mountain in an instant.

Wait until they all leave.

Ning Wuhui looked at the white beads floating aside.

A trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"Young Master! I am willing to relieve your worries!!"

"Oh? What are you going to do?"

Ning Wuhui looked at the cliff beside him.

He said in a deep voice: "Master said that this is the Dragon Pond and the Tiger's Den, and below is the Dragon Pond. He will not survive if he enters it. I want to enter it with my magic weapon!"

Young Master Yunxiao was full of surprise: "You want to die with them?"

"Yes, sir, don't worry, I will go to the most dangerous place and let them all die there!"

Ning Wuhui's eyes were filled with determination.

If Qin Feng and Kutoutuo can be killed, the Qin family will be finished.

This may be her last chance for revenge.

She won't let it go.

Mr. Yunxiao was a little hesitant. After all, that bead was the magic weapon of Monk Wan Nian.

Ning Wuhui knelt down and put her head on the ground, and the sharp snowflakes instantly cut open her beautiful face.

Tears slowly dripped down her face: "Young Master please do it!"

"Okay! I'll make it happen for you!"

Master Yunxiao waved his hand, and the beads in the air slowly fell into Ning Wuhui's hand.

Ning Wuhui was overjoyed with tears in his eyes: "Thank you so much, Master!"

Instead, Master Yunxiao bowed deeply to Ning Wuhui: "Penglai Island will remember your righteousness!"

Ning Wuhui nodded, turned around and flew towards the cliff of the mountain.

Young Master Yunxiao looked at Ning Wuhui flying away in the wind and snow, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

By killing everyone in Zhuzhu, he would have achieved most of his goals. From now on, Qianlong City will also belong to his Yun family.

Ning Wuhui took the beads to the sky above the cliff.

Looking down at the deep cliff with no bottom.

He looked up at the sky again.

Two tears fell.

"Father, mother, grandpa, grandma, eldest brother, little sister, I have avenged you. You are watching in the sky to see how I killed Qin Feng. Bless me in the sky!"

After saying that, he fell headlong into the deep stream.

She wants to take Qin Feng to the deepest hell and die!