The breath of the saint has been integrated into the avenue, back to the basics.

It is the saint standing in front of a group of martial cultivators, as long as they don't observe with the naked eye, it is impossible for the martial cultivators to sense the existence of the saints.

Rao is Tang Chen's soul power was extremely strong, and he didn't sense Long Ling Dao tens of thousands of miles away behind him.

It wasn't until Long Ling Dao was thousands of miles away from him that Tang Chen sensed that something was wrong.

Of course, he didn't sense any breath behind him.

It's just that the subtle fluctuations caused by the space made him realize that there was a martial artist who was constantly approaching him.

"Is it the Demon Sect Master?"

Tang Chen frowned, his face a little gloomy.

At this time, he had already determined that there was a great enemy approaching behind him, and it was definitely a saint-level existence.

His soul power is so strong that it is enough to crush all human realm martial cultivators, if a martial cultivator below the Dao realm chases after him, it is impossible for him not to sense his breath.

The only explanation is that the saint is chasing after him.

The first thing Tang Chen thought of was the Demon Sect Master, after all, he had just destroyed the Demon Sect.

Thinking of this, Tang Chen's brows furrowed, and he hurriedly sped up and flew into the distance.

Regardless of whether the person who came was the leader of the Demon Sect or not, the situation was extremely bad for him.

Now he is not an opponent of the saint.

"What a speed!"

Feeling that the fluctuations in the space were getting bigger and bigger, Tang Chen's brows became tighter and tighter.

You don't have to think about it to know.

If it goes on like this, it won't be long before I will be caught up.

But he was helpless, the speed of the saint was so fast that he couldn't get rid of it at all.

During this period, he changed direction many times, but he was still narrowed by the other party.

The other party has locked him in.

A few minutes later.

Swish!

A figure appeared out of thin air, swept in front of Tang Chen in an instant, and completely blocked his way.

"Tang Chen... It's been a long time, don't come unharmed!"

Long Lingdao floated in mid-air, sneering, looking at Tang Chen in front of him playfully, and said coldly.

"It's you!"

Tang Chen's face was a little gloomy, and his gaze like a knife instantly locked on the other party.

He didn't expect that he would encounter Long Ling Dao in the Tiannan Domain.

As far as he knew, Long Ling Dao was a martial cultivator of the Sacred Domain.

Now, how did the other party come to the Tiannan Region!

And he found him, which made him very puzzled.

"Hahaha, you must be very confused, why did I find you?"

Long Lingdao saw Tang Chen's puzzled look and laughed coldly.

"You, how did you find me. ”

Tang Chen didn't refute, he was really puzzled.

You must know that after killing Long Absolute Heaven at the beginning, he had already cut off the cause and effect of Long Ling Dao.

He wondered that since the cause and effect had been broken, it was impossible for the other party to find him.

However, the truth is that Long Lingdao found him.

"Hehehe, it's okay to tell you, anyway, you can't escape today. Long Lingdao said confidently.

In the eyes of the sage, all martial cultivators who have not entered the Dao realm are ants.

This is absolute confidence in strength.

Today, it was impossible for Tang Chen to escape in his hands.

"Even if you cut off the cause and effect, I can still find you, rely on your breath!" Long Lingdao laughed wildly.

"By my breath, this is impossible!" Tang Chen's face changed slightly.

He had fought with the other party, and the other party knew his aura, and Tang Chen did not doubt this.

But you must know that the other party's deity is far away in the Holy Domain, how can it be possible to chase him to the Tiannan Region and find him.

Even a saint would never have such a strong soul power.

"Hehehe, impossible?"

Long Lingdao smiled proudly: "My martial soul is a holy elephant of the truth, with an incomparable sense of smell, within a radius of 90,000 miles, as long as it is the breath I want to perceive, it cannot escape my induction." ”

Tang Chen's expression was slightly stunned when he heard this, the martial soul was strange, although he had never heard of this kind of martial soul, and he didn't know if this kind of martial soul had this effect, but he was still a little convinced of Long Lingdao.

After all, the other party has found him, and there is no need to lie to him.

"Ninety thousand miles away, hehe, in order to find me, I'm afraid you spent a lot of time!"

Tang Chen sneered.

The Tianwu Continent is so vast, the area is probably hundreds of millions of miles, Rao is Long Ling Dao can sense the breath within a radius of 90,000 li, it is not easy to find him, it must have taken a lot of effort from the other party.

From this point of view, the other party's hatred for him is not deep.

Long Lingdao sneered, he nodded and said, "That's right, in order to find you, I crossed several domains to find you everywhere, and the hard work paid off, and I finally found you here!"

"However, it's all worth it, you must know that you are now in my eyes, but a Dao fruit, hahaha, I am excited at the thought of being able to refine you!"

The more Long Lingdao spoke, the more excited he became, and his eyes full of greed scanned Tang Chen, as if he was admiring a peerless treasure.

"That's all that needs to be said, it's time for you to make a decision. ”

Long Lingdao looked at Tang Chen playfully, and he was not in a hurry to catch Tang Chen.

"Are you going to take it yourself, or do you want me to skin you first, and then catch you?"

This is his absolute confidence in his own strength.

In front of the saints, all martial cultivators below the Dao realm are ants.

He wanted to see how ugly Tang Chen's desperate expression was now.

"I'll pick the third one and kill you!"

Tang Chen's face was solemn, his eyes narrowed, and he was ready to fight.

Even if he knew that he was not the opponent of the saint, Tang Chen still didn't want to give up easily.

Are there ants under the saints?

This sentence is up to him to break!

Although the strength of the saint is incomparable, it is impossible to kill him easily.

"Hahahaha, arrogant, you're still as crazy as ever!"

Long Lingdao was really a little surprised when he heard Tang Chen's words.

Knowing that the gap in strength is irreparable, the other party is still arrogant, which is simply stupid.

"Under the saints, there are all ants, today I will let you see the true meaning of this sentence!"

As he spoke, Long Lingdao had already made a move.

His body didn't move, he was still floating in the air, his palm shaking and gently patting Tang Chen.

There are no fancy movements, as soft and fluffy as tai chi.

Buzz!

But it was such an unpretentious palm, but it distorted the surrounding space, and the layers of space were like folding, and the distance was suddenly shortened countless times.

This palm, which didn't seem to have any power at all, attracted the power of heaven and earth, with the help of the power of the Great Dao.

"What a strong palm!"

Tang Chen's eyes shrank suddenly, and his complexion changed suddenly.

The power of this palm frightened him, and made him feel the aura of danger.

This was the first time he had fought with a saint in the true sense of the word, and he didn't dare to underestimate it at all.

Boom Boom!

Long Lingdao's palm, from the beginning of the condensation, had no power, but after passing through the distorted space, the power became greater and greater.

Finally, when it was close to Tang Chen's eyes, the palm was monstrous, containing earth-shattering might, like the heavenly dome covering him.

"Broken!"

Tang Chen's face was calm, he took out his divine sword and slashed out several sword rays one after another, intertwined into a sword net, and crushed towards the attacking palm print.

However, his intertwined sword nets were as easily crushed as tofu by palm prints, shattering and decaying, and there was no power to resist.

(End of chapter)