A few days later.

The battleships stopped one after another.

The ancient gods stood on the battleship one by one, looking at each other with ugly expressions, and then turned their eyes to the battleship where Third Young Master Leng was.

Third Young Master Leng looked into the void and remained silent.

Yu Lao was adjusting his breath at the side.

quite a while.

"Mr. Yu, we have lost him."

Mr. Leng said softly.

After a few breaths, Mr. Yu slowly opened his eyes, his face looked better than before, and his broken arm also grew.

"Third Young Master, we underestimated the enemy this time, but it doesn't matter. As long as we figure out his whereabouts, he still can't escape."

Mr. Yu comforted him.

Speaking of being able to let the other party escape, there was also Master Leng's mistake in it.

Because he made a mistake in judgment and decision-making and did not let someone kill the opponent immediately, he gave the opponent a chance to escape.

Otherwise, if you kill him instantly, how can the opponent escape?

But now that the matter has come to this, it is useless to blame anyone.

The most urgent task now is to find a way to solve this matter.

After being comforted, Mr. Yu began to count with his fingers.

This process lasted for half a day. Young Master Leng could not help but frown slightly when he saw that his face was getting greener and greener.

"The secret is completely messed up."

Mr. Yu stopped what he was doing and looked at Young Master Leng with a pale face, with a hint of astonishment in his eyes:

"I can no longer figure out the whereabouts of this child."

"How come?"

Mr. Leng was stunned.

"It seems that the previous stay in Lingyuan Pavilion should be our last chance. Unless Tianji returns to its original appearance, it will be difficult to figure out the whereabouts of this child. The things on this child can disrupt Tianji!"

Mr. Yu shook his head slightly, his expression becoming more solemn.

The only good thing is that with the opponent's cultivation level, it will take many years before he can truly threaten the Leng family.

There is no need to consider this matter in the short term and we can discuss it slowly.

"It must be that knife."

Third Young Master Leng looked gloomy, "Old Yu, is there any other way?"

"Inform the following of this boy's appearance and characteristics, and let all parties below pay attention to his whereabouts. If there is any news, report it to us, and we will go and kill him.

However, this man may also act in disguise, so the chances of finding him using this method are slim."

Yu Laodao.

"He will always take action. Please inform the following about his action this time. If you see similar methods, you will be summoned."

Third Young Master Leng smiled and said, "I don't believe that he, a mere Holy Lord, can really disappear without a trace under the search of our Leng family."

Mr. Yu nodded slightly and immediately started arranging the matter.

at the same time.

Under the leadership of the Dragon-Slaying Sword, Ning Qi came to an unknown void.

The last power of the dragon-slaying sword seemed to have been exhausted, and it turned into golden light and disappeared in the center of his eyebrows.

Ning Qi looked behind him. In the past few days, he had been forced to run away with the dragon-slaying sword. He should have put a long distance away from the opponent. It would not be easy for the opponent to catch up.

Logically speaking, the most dangerous place should be the safest. If we turn back to Lingyuan Pavilion, the risk is not very great.

But there is one thing he must take into consideration.

The other party has a calculation method. If he calculates that he wants to return to Lingyuan Pavilion, he may bring danger to Ning Haotian and the others.

After thinking for a while, Ning Qi spotted a direction and galloped away. This direction was opposite to Lingyuan Pavilion.

He wants to continue to distance himself from Lingyuan Pavilion and create better conditions for Ning Haotian's resurrection.

…

…

A few days have passed.

There was a dead silence in Lingyuan Pavilion.

The bustling scene of the past no longer exists.

Deep underground in a certain courtyard, inside an ice coffin, Ning Haotian's eyes suddenly moved, and then his eyelids slowly raised.

Long Yunluo noticed the movement and looked at her quickly.

One person, one dragon, and four eyes facing each other.

"I didn't die..."

Ning Haotian murmured with a strange expression. Her cultivation level was also restored, and she found herself buried in the ground in an instant.

"Who are you?"

Ning Haotian suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart and looked at Long Yunluo.

Long Yunluo couldn't speak, he just bit the envelope and kept signaling.

Soon.

Ning Haotian had already walked out of the field, holding the envelope in his hand and looking at it. His expression became more solemn as he looked at it.

"The Ancient God Realm...no wonder I can be resurrected."

There was a complex look in Ning Haotian's eyes.

She already knew what happened during this period, and she also knew that she was in the Lingyuan Pavilion of the Ancient God Realm, and that this place had been bloodbathed by the Leng family.

"Let's leave this place first and then find a way to reunite with father."

Ning Haotian waved to Long Yunluo.

When she thought of the word father, she felt mixed emotions in her heart. Now that she had recovered her memories in the world of the world, combined with her original memories in the underworld, she felt like she didn't quite recognize herself.

Long Yunluo circled Ning Haotian's arm and lowered his head on her shoulder. When Ning Haotian saw this, he wanted to take her away.

But a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Strange, how could Lingyuan Pavilion be bloodbathed, and you were the only one left alive?"

Ning Haotian's eyes moved and he slowly turned around.
Chapter completed!