MTL - Super Dragon Slaughtering System-Chapter 4457 Resurrection

A few days later.

The battleship stopped one after another.

One by one Taikoo gods stood on the battleship, looking at each other with ugly faces, and then cast their eyes on the battleship where the third son Leng was.

Young Master Leng looked at the void and was silent.

Yu Lao adjusted his interest on the sidelines.

quite a while.

"Old Yu, we lost it."

Leng San Gongzi said softly.

After a few breaths, Yu Lao slowly opened his eyes, his complexion looked a little better than before, and his broken arm grew out.

"San Gongzi, we underestimated the enemy this time, but it doesn't matter, as long as he calculates his whereabouts, he still can't escape."

Old Yu comforted.

Speaking of making the other party escape, there are also Leng San Gongzi's mistakes in it.

Because he made a mistake in his decision-making, he didn't get someone to kill the opponent in the first time, so he gave the opponent a chance to escape.

Otherwise, where can the opponent escape?

But this is the end of the matter, and it doesn't help to blame anyone.

The immediate task at the moment is to find a way to solve this matter.

After comforting, Yu Lao began to pinch and forget.

This process lasted for half a day, and the third son Leng couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw his face getting greener and bluer.

"The secret is completely messed up."

Lao Yu stopped his hands and looked at the third son Leng with a pale face, with a trace of astonishment in his eyes:

"I can't figure out the whereabouts of this son."

"how come?"

The third son Leng was stunned.

"It seems that in Lingyuan Pavilion before, it should be our last chance. After that, unless the secret is restored to its original appearance, it will be difficult to calculate the whereabouts of this child. The things on this child can disrupt the secret!"

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

The only good news is that it will take many years for the opponent's cultivation base to truly threaten Leng's family.

There is no need to consider this matter in a short period of time, and you can negotiate slowly.

"It must be the knife."

The third son Leng looked gloomy, "Lao Yu, is there any other way?"

"Tell the information about this son's appearance and characteristics below, and let all parties below pay attention to his whereabouts. If there is news to report to us, we will go to kill.

However, this child may also act easily, and it is unlikely that he will be found by this method. "

Yu Lao Dao.

"He will always take action, and inform the following of the scene of his action this time. If he sees the existence of similar means, he will be sent for information."

The third son of Leng smiled, "I don't believe it, he is a mere saint, and he can really disappear without a trace under the search of our Leng family."

Yu Lao nodded slightly and immediately began to arrange the matter.

at the same time.

Under the leadership of Tulong Baodao, Ning Qi came into a void of nowhere.

The last power of the Dragon Swordsman seemed to have been exhausted, and it turned into golden light and disappeared in his forehead.

Ning Qi looked behind him. In the past few days, he was forced to run away with the Dragon Sword Sword. He should have moved a long distance away from the opponent. It was not easy for the opponent to catch up.

Logically speaking, the most dangerous place should be the safest. If you return to Lingyuan Pavilion, the risk is not very big.

But there is one thing he must take into account.

The other party has the arithmetic means, if it counts that he wants to return to Ling Yuan Pavilion, it is likely to bring danger to Ning Haotian and the others.

After thinking about it for a while, Ning Qi pinpointed a direction and galloped away, which was the opposite of Ling Yuan Pavilion.

He wanted to continue to widen the distance between Ling Yuan Pavilion and create better conditions for Ning Haotian to resurrect.

………

A few days have passed.

There was dead silence in Ling Yuan Pavilion.

The prosperous scene of the past has not reappeared.

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

Long Yunluo noticed the movement and quickly looked at her.

One person, one dragon and four eyes are right.

"I didn't even die..."

Ning Haotian murmured with a weird face, and her cultivation level was restored, and she instantly found herself buried in the ground.

"who are you?"

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

Long Yunluo couldn't speak, just biting the envelope and constantly signaling.

After a while.

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

"Prime God Realm...no wonder I can come back to life."

A complex color appeared in Ning Haotian's eyes.

She already knew what had happened during this time, she also knew that she was in the Lingyuan Pavilion of the Primordial God Realm, and she also knew 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 towards Long Yunluo.

When she read the word "father", she felt mixed with all kinds of flavors in her heart. Now she has recovered the memory of being in the yangjian, combined with the memory of the underworld, and she has a feeling that she doesn't know herself well.

Long Yunluo moved up around Ning Haotian's arm, and dropped his head on her shoulder. Ning Haotian wanted to take her away when he saw it.

But suddenly there was a voice behind him.

"Strange, how can Ling Yuange be bloodbathed, leaving you alone?"

Ning Haotian's eyes moved and turned slowly.

Behind her, stood a woman who was forty years old.