Text Text_Chapter 1788 He has died in battle
Under Long Hao's inquiry, the illusory figure of the powerful Pangu walked over, "Everyone has their own responsibilities, I have dedicated my life to the earth, and naturally I will stay here forever." ”
Speaking of this, the mighty Pangu paused slightly, and continued: "We don't need to reminisce about the past, you should also go and work on your business, the ancient is destroyed in your hands, I think it is necessary for you to find out who is behind the scenes." ”
Long Hao shook his head, "Hatred is endless, after I have done something, I will take everyone into the Heavenly Tomb and pursue the old guy of the master." ”
Da Neng Pangu nodded, "That's fine, senior brother, I wish you a wonderful journey." ”
"Unfortunately, no matter how wonderful and infinite it is, it has nothing to do with you. Long Hao smiled lightly, with a hint of teasing.
"The ups and downs, the vigorous and vigorous are indeed happy, but I think the true meaning of life is to be plain and healthy, and to keep one's responsibilities forever. After the powerful Pangu replied, the illusory figure floated into the distance and gradually dissipated.
After being silent for a moment, Long Hao also stepped into the sea of bitterness and went to the world.
In the Colosseum of Fang Tian City, everyone gathered.
After Long Hao forcibly raised the realm of Ye Chen, Dugu Jian, and Xiao Ye to the Dao of Heaven, he explained something, and then dragged Xiaotian to the passage to the Xuan Realm on the island around the sea.
"Dragon Bald, isn't the world of the ancient period very lively?"
Long Hao nodded and said, "At that time, there were many races, there were countless heavenly arrogances, there were many realms of heavenly dao, and the cultivators of the Heavenly Monarch were as rotten as vegetables. ”
"Then, what is the highest cultivation realm?" Xiao Tian asked, and Long Hao's answer made him a little shocked.
"There is no highest cultivation realm, only the strongest person. Long Hao said lightly.
In the ancient period, everyone was gifted, and the means were against the sky, and there was no division of the realm of cultivation at all.
During the exchange, the two of them had already arrived at the Xuanjie Southern Immortal Sea.
After a look, Long Hao looked at Xiaotian, "Lead the way, let me go and meet my in-laws." ”
"Hmm. Xiaotian nodded, he determined the direction and ran with Long Hao Yukong.
The territory of the Qingmian Country, the Dark God City, is guarded.
Seeing someone coming, one of the guards stepped forward and said, "Stop, you two, this is the Dark God City, and if you want to enter the city, you must make some records." ”
"What kind of records do you make?" asked Long Hao.
The guard said, "Your name, your origin, your purpose. ”
Long Hao raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "I am Long Hao, Yan Tong's master, and the purpose of entering the city is just to meet my in-laws." ”
Yantong's master?
Hearing Long Hao say this, the guard's face immediately became strange, not only him, but even the guards in the rear all showed such expressions.
Glancing at the guard with a strange expression, Long Hao muttered, "Why, can't we enter the city?"
"Yes, yes. The guard said again and again, and then muttered: "It's just that Yan Gongzi ...... him."
At this point, the guard stopped talking, but did not say any more.
At this moment, Qing Hao, who was walking back and forth on the city wall, flew over, he glanced at Xiaotian, Long Hao, and then his eyes fell on the guard, and asked, "Xiaohu, what's wrong?"
The guard named Xiaohu raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Lord Guard, this senior claims to be Yan Gongzi's master. ”
As the guard said this, Qing Hao's face suddenly tightened, he looked at Long Hao, hugged his fists and said, "You...... Is it really Yan Tongyan's master?"
"Hmm. Long Hao nodded, and then asked, "Where is Yan Tong at this time?"
Qing Hawthorn groaned, "He, he...... In this matter, let the lord of the city tell you, and you will follow me into the city. ”
When the sound fell, Qing Hao ordered the city gate to be opened, and then led Long Hao and the others straight into the Dark God City.
In the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, Qingbo sat on a wooden chair with a decadent appearance, looking old and full of sadness.
Qing Hao quickly entered the main hall and saluted Qing Bo with a fist, "City Lord, Yan Gongzi's master is here and wants to see you." ”
Hearing Qing Hao say this, the decadent Qing Bo suddenly got up, "Where?"
"It's just outside the temple. Hawthorn responded.
Qingbo walked forward quickly, and when he got out of the main hall, he saw Xiaotian and Long Hao.
"Are you Yan Tong's teacher, Long Hao?" Qingbo hugged his fist at Long Hao and asked, he had seen Xiaotian, so he naturally knew that Xiaotian was not.
Long Hao nodded, and also hugged his fists and saluted back: "Well, I am, presumably you are the city lord Qingbo." ”
Qingbo nodded, and after he glanced around, he said to Xiaotian: "You two came together, not many people saw it, right?"
Xiaotian opened his mouth to respond, "Except for those guards in Dark God City, no one else has seen it. ”
"Whew, that's good. Qingbo exhaled lightly, and then explained to Qing Hao in a deep voice, "Qing Hao, you go to the city gate quickly, replace all the guards there for me, and put the guards who have seen Long Hao and Xiaotian under house arrest temporarily!"
"Yes. Qing Hao nodded heavily, and then quickly left.
In this regard, Long Hao was a little puzzled, raised his eyebrows and said, "Qingcheng Lord, why are you doing this?"
Qingbo was about to speak, but Xiaotian preemptively explained: "Long Bald, there is something I haven't told you, Yan Tong and I are the people that the Yunhai Divine Sect wants to hunt down. ”
Long Hao smiled, looked at Qingbo, who had always been full of sadness, and said in a deep voice: "Qingcheng Lord, do you know where Yan Tong is at this time?"
Under Long Hao's inquiry, Qingbo suddenly sighed, "He, he...... He had died in battle. ”
Already killed in battle?!
Hearing Qingbo's words, Long Hao's brows suddenly furrowed, "Qingcheng Lord, your joke is not funny at all. ”
Qingbo looked at Long Hao and said in a deep voice: "I'm not kidding, your apprentice Yan Tong and my daughter died in the Yunhai Divine Sect. ”
Xiaotian glared, "How could it be? Impossible, when Yan Tong came here, he was already a cultivator of the Heavenly Dao Realm!"
"Although I can't accept it either, it's true, it's true!" At this time, when he mentioned the past, Qingbo's eyes were moist, almost roaring.
Xiaotian's eyes widened, Long Hao's face also became extremely cold, he stared at Qingbo, and said in a deep voice: "Is it really true?"
"It's all true, it's a pity for Yan Tong, it's a pity for my daughter, but I, as a father, am powerless to save and take revenge!" Qingbo said grief and guilt.
"Where are their tombs?" Long Hao asked, his heart in a trance, but he didn't believe it.
"In the Valley of Hundred Flowers. Qingbo responded, brushing his sleeves and touching a handful of tears, Qingteng's death, a year has passed, and he has never been able to get out of his grief. Long Hao tried his best to suppress the killing intent, and his voice trembled a little: "Take me to the Valley of Hundred Flowers." ”