My Rich, And Beautiful Wife

There were glaciers and mountains everywhere, extremely cold.    

Longjiang Peak was an inconspicuous snowy mountain in the western region. The surrounding mountains were taller than it, and there were many more imposing ones.    

However, Longjiang Peak had the most number of people.    

At the foot of the mountain was a camp. There were hundreds of tents of varying sizes, and there were defensive barriers around it.    

This was the Kunlun Sect's camp.    

After the Holy Soul Hall almost destroyed them, there were only about two thousand people left in Kunlun Sect. Now, all of them, including Niching, were gathered here to search for the soul of Kunlun!    

It was rumored that the soul of Kunlun had existed for ten thousand years and was buried in Kunlun Mountain.    

However, no one had found it in the past ten thousand years.    

The Kunlun Sect had been searching for it for generations.    

They had finally found out earlier that it might be in this area of Longjiang Peak.    

It was said that as long as they found the soul of Kunlun, they would be able to control the strongest power of Kunlun Sect!    

At this moment.    

Snow filled the sky, and it was a world of ice and snow.    

In a large tent, several elders and elders of the Kunlun Sect were gathered here. All of them were shivering from the cold.    

With their cultivation base, they were able to withstand the cold.    

However, it consumed too much of their inner energy.    

Searching for the soul of Karakorum and fighting against other places had already exhausted them. They could not use their excess energy to resist the cold.    

Sitting in the middle was Niching.    

At this time, Niching's expression was solemn, as if she had encountered some difficulty.    

An elder sighed and said, "Why don't we... just surrender."    

"Surrender? To think you said it!"    

Elder Yuan Qing said angrily, "We are the Kunlun Sect, how can we surrender? Besides, didn't Qin Feng ask the Heavenly King Palace to help him?"    

"But, is it useful?"    

The elder waved his hand gloomily, "Their strength is not bad, but you have seen it too. There are too few of them, and many of them have just recovered from serious injuries. Their strength hasn't reached its peak yet, but what about our enemies? There are tens of thousands of them! "    

"I, I also agree to surrender..."    

"Yeah, we really can't hold on anymore. Now that we know the location of the Kunlun Soul, we can't get it. If this continues, we will all die."    

"Isn't there an old saying? As long as there's a green mountain, there's no need to worry about not having firewood to burn."    

... ""    

At this moment, Niching was having a headache.    

After the Battle of Myriad Soul Mountain, Grandma Liang returned to the Kunlun Mountains. When she learned that the Holy Soul Hall was destroyed by the Kunlun Sect, she was very angry and wanted to fight for the throne of Kunlun.    

The Kunlun Sect, which originally only had 2000 people left, had no hope. No one wanted to deal with them.    

No.    

The news that the Kunlun Sect had found the soul of Kunlun was spread out.    

No one had seen the soul of Kunlun before, but they had all heard about its power. If that was the case, they might not have a chance. It was better to seize the opportunity before they found it. Kill them first and get rid of this threat. After that, I'll fight for first place.    

Nishang was very clear in her heart that a considerable number of them were chasing after the Kunlun Sect fiercely, but in fact, they were also eyeing the Soul of Kunlun.    

They were simply going to put the Kunlun Sect to death.    

Yesterday, Daoist Priest Tianhe, Ning Tingxue and the others from the Heavenly King Palace came to help.    

But there were too many enemies.    

Apart from the thirty thousand soldiers that were left to deal with the Holy Soul Hall, there were also many major and minor powers that hadn't participated in the Battle of Myriad Soul Mountain. All of them had come forward to fight for it.    

It could be said that...    

Almost all the sects and powers in Kunlun Mountain had joined the fight for it. There were a total of fifty thousand of them!    

No matter how powerful the Kunlun Sect was, Daoist Priest Tianhe, Ning Tingxue, and the others were no match for so many people. It was only a matter of time before they were killed.    

Just fifteen minutes ago, there was a huge battle. Fifty thousand people were at the foot of the surrounding mountains, forcing them to surrender. Otherwise, they would be killed without mercy!    

"Miss!"    

An elder cried bitterly at this moment, "Don't hesitate anymore. Hurry up and surrender! Life is the most important... "    

"That's right! Miss, if you continue to persist, it won't help at all!"    

... ""    

The others also began to persuade her.    

Nishang rubbed her temples and sighed lightly, saying, "How about this, I will personally make a trip to the Dragon River to see if I can find the 'Soul of Kunlun'."    

"Please don't!"    

Elder Yuan Qing stopped her, "The Dragon River's water is too deep and cold. Even a Ninth Grade Master can't stay in there for too long. Your injuries have yet to heal, and you can't use your inner energy. It's useless even if you go there!"    

"That's right! Young lady, don't go! Furthermore, there's still the water monster inside, we're not a match at all! "    

..." "    

"In my opinion, it's better to surrender! The people on the other side said that they would only give us half an hour to consider. It's almost time. If we don't surrender, we will immediately charge over!"    

"Right, right. Speaking of which, surrendering is the best way."    

"We really can't wait anymore. Hurry up and make a decision! There are only a few minutes left until half an hour..."    

... ""    

Once again, everyone became anxious.    

Outside.    

In the sky filled with snow and wind, a ball of fire like Fire Cloud Bird flew past.    

It was too cold.    

It was already below -30 degrees.    

Qin Feng took out the mink skin and gave it to Dung Haimei to wear, but Dung Haimei shook her head and said, "No need. I am a Spiritual Body Bloodline. Although my cultivation is low, the spiritual energy in my body is rich and can withstand the cold. You are seriously injured now, put it on first!"    

"That's fine too."    

Qin Feng did not stand on ceremony and hurriedly put it on.    

In an instant.    

A wave of warmth spread throughout his body!    

His injuries had not fully healed. Previously, he had used the Dragon Emperor's Blood and the Devil Subduing Pestle's power to forcefully break through Rose Fairy's barrier. As a result, his body was too weak and he could not use his inner energy to keep it warm.    

Fortunately, when he attacked the Ice City in Changbai Mountain, Fourth Master did not take back the mink skin he borrowed from Fourth Master. Instead, he treated it as a gift to treat Ning Tingxue and to help her obtain the Immortal Force inheritance. He gave it to Qin Feng.    

"It really is a treasure!"    

After putting it on, not only was Qin Feng not cold, he was also full of energy.    

At this moment.    

Qin Feng noticed that the area below was filled with people from various sects in Kunlun Mountain.    

They seemed to be heading towards the Kunlun Sect's camp.    

It looked like they were going to launch an all-out attack.    

"Tsk tsk, this is too greedy!"    

Qin Feng clicked his tongue and sighed.    

After that.    

Qin Feng rode the Fire Cloud Bird and flew downwards.    

When he reached the sky in front of the fifty thousand people, Qin Feng stood up and shouted to them, "The Heavenly King Palace is here! Who dares to take a step forward?!"    

As he spoke, he secretly used the power of "dragon roar." His voice was like thunder, as deep as a bell!    

Everyone stopped in their tracks and raised their heads to look at the source of the sound.    

More than half of the people had participated in the Battle of Myriad Soul Mountain, and had witnessed Qin Feng's strength with their own eyes. Especially the might of the Qilin, it was still fresh in their minds. Now that they saw Qin Feng again, they couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts, and didn't dare to step forward.    

Of course.    

There were also many people who hadn't participated in the war of Myriad Soul Mountain before. When they saw that Qin Feng was only a Third Grade Master, they coldly and disdainfully said, "Where did this kid come from? Get the hell out of here! Otherwise, be careful of grandpa's blade!"