Looking at the shocked young man, Long Chen laughed with interest.

"I really didn't expect that...... Do you still have descendants in this world?"

He could easily sense the fluctuating true element of the young man in front of him.

That's right, it's true yuan, not spiritual power.

Maybe the vast majority of people in this world don't know what True Yuan is, and they can't tell the difference between spiritual power and True Yuan, but Long Chen is different.

True Yuan and spiritual power, to say it, are essentially the same origin, and they are both the transformation of heaven and earth aura. However, the same origin is not the same sect, and the true yuan will only be produced after the monk absorbs the spiritual energy and refines it. When Long Chen first came to this world, he used to regard the spiritual power on those spirit warriors as true yuan, but he didn't pay attention to it at that time.

The cultivation method of the spirit martial artist cannot produce the true element, even if it is a strong person like the Heavenly Witch Ancestor, he can be regarded as a genius, and he can use his spiritual power to run the Extreme Flame Burning Heaven Technique, but after all, he cannot condense the true element.

But what this young man has on him is the real element, that is, he is not a spiritual warrior, but a monk.

Unexpectedly, in addition to Chen Long, who was a visitor from outside the world, there were still monks on this continent.

This young man's cultivation is good, but his tone is not very tight, and he has already been tricked out by Chen Long in two or three clicks, it seems that this young man is actually a descendant of the Heavenly Flame Gate Emperor Realm monk who fell into this world thousands of years ago.

If this is true, then the young man's method as a monk will naturally be inherited from the powerhouse of the Emperor Realm. After all, he knew the Heavenly Flame Gate and this name, so he had already explained a lot, if he had obtained the cultivation method from other places, he would naturally not know the Heavenly Flame Gate of the Doufa Continent, nor would he know the cultivation level of the monks. After all, the name of the Heavenly Flame Gate was not written in the Extreme Flame Burning Heaven Recipe, nor was there a detailed record of the realm division of the monks.

Chen Long thought that the strong man had fallen not long after he fell, but now it seems that this is not too short a short time, at least he has left his own traces in this world. As for whether there is any love story or anything like that, it is not enough for outsiders.

I just don't know, since there are people guarding here, how did the Heavenly Witch Ancestor steal the Extreme Flame Burning Heaven Recipe and the Acceptance Ring from the secret realm in the first place?

"You...... Who the hell are you, and why do you know this? Isn't it...... Are you also a descendant of my family?" the young man asked as he stared at Long Chen with some suspicion.

Chen Long smiled dumbly: "You think too much, do you think I look like you?"

"That's right. The young man scratched his head and was about to speak, but his face suddenly changed, and he turned his head to look at the sky: "It's that old guy again, and he still has a thief's heart and doesn't die!"

Chen Long and the others also looked towards the sky at the same time, but they heard an old and arrogant laugh resounding in the sky.

"Hahahaha, the boy of the Yan family, why did you let others break into the secret realm again?

A light purple light was coming from the eastern sky, rapidly approaching here, and several people had good eyesight, and they could already see that it was a thin old man in a purple embroidered gold robe.

Xue Ziyun rubbed his ears, which were a little numb from the laughter, and was already indifferent.

This is the fourth.

Sure enough, in this world, the Spirit King has become a cabbage? No, it should be said that it is a leek, stubble after stubble is popping out.

The purple-clothed spirit king smiled and flew closer, and the young man flew into the air and confronted the old man.

"Hmph, Elder Bei, you still don't give up, you want to fight the idea of the Holy Land!"

"Beiyuan?" Hearing these two words, Long Chen raised his eyebrows.

The purple-clothed spirit king, who was called Beiyuan, smiled and said: "When your kid was not born, this seat was already fighting the idea of this secret realm, and even your uncle couldn't help me, let alone you hairy boy? If you want to stop me, you should call your uncle out." Speaking of which, I haven't seen him for more than ten years, why, could it be that he is dead?"

The young man was furious: "You are dead!"

As he spoke, he slapped his palm towards the purple-clothed Spirit King.

The purple-clothed spirit king did not dodge or dodge, laughed and slapped out with the same palm, intersecting with the young man's palms, and they were all shocked, but it was the young man who withdrew dozens of feet away, and he was a step forward.

However, it is not surprising that although the young man is indeed worthy of the word genius, he can break through to the Venerable Realm at a young age in this talent-scarce Lingwu Continent, but after all, he has not broken through for long, and his cultivation is not as good as other Spirit Kings who have practiced for hundreds of years. What's more, the strength of this purple-clothed Spirit King's cultivation is also the top among the Spirit Kings, and in Long Chen's opinion, it may even be slightly better than the old man Changyuan.

It's just that what Chen Long cares about is not cultivation.

"Northern Yuan ...... Northern Yuan ......"

Reading and reading, Chen Long's eyes lit up.

In the sky, the purple-clothed spirit king shook back the young man with a palm, and he was just smug, but he suddenly felt a tightening of the collar behind his back.

Then, there was a flash in front of him, and then there was a muffled sound, and he was dizzy, but it hit the ground directly.

The impact wasn't enough to hurt him, but it was enough to make him angry.

"Who!

He, a strong spirit king, was grabbed by the collar and ripped it directly from the sky, how could he not be angry.

However, at this moment he was already on guard, and the next moment he was still tightening the collar behind his back, and a strong force came from behind him, pulling him upside down involuntarily.

In the end, a somewhat pale palm grabbed the back collar of his coat and carried this Spirit King powerhouse who had been cultivating for many years in his hand like a child.

"It's you! Who are you, so presumptuous, let go of this seat!"

The purple-clothed spirit king roared angrily to break free, but no matter how he struggled, he was like a child who was really picked up by an adult, and he couldn't break free with his hands and feet.

Who will be the person carrying him besides Long Chen?

"Alright, don't make a fuss. ”

Long Chen's empty right hand slapped the back of the purple-clothed Spirit King's head casually: "Be honest." ”

The purple-clothed spirit king He had suffered this kind of humiliation, and was about to scream, but he was stunned by this slap and slapped back into his stomach.

It looked like a simple slap, but it directly slapped him dizzy, and his eyes were full of stars, as if he had just picked up a meteorite from the back of his head.

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

The purple-clothed Spirit King, who had only gasped for breath after a long time, asked the same question as the young man before.

"It doesn't matter who I am. Chen Long said lightly: "The important thing is whether you are the ancestor of the Northern Yuan?"

"Hmph, have you heard of the name of this seat?"

Long Chen smiled.

"I see, it's really you, there are really rabbits that will crash and die on trees, isn't it that I am going to look for you?"

The Northern Ancestor was a little panicked: "You want to find me?

Chen Long grinned: "Hundreds of years ago, did you snatch a ring?"

(End of chapter)

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