Jiang Ding's speed was very fast, and he flew hundreds of kilometers in the blink of an eye, leaving the previous things behind, and began to think about the matter of the Crow True Monarch.

"Don't worry about it now, I can't kill the Yuanying Monk right now."

"There are still five years before the super battleship can be built, and after five years, it is necessary to start thinking about how to lead out the Raven True Monarch without any trouble, this should not be difficult, there is a lot of chaos on the territory of the Black Clan, you can choose a place to expand at will."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

In the realm of Yuanying, a retreat of 100 years is rare, but it often occurs after decades of retreat.

It's better not to wait, or not to wait.

Of course, all this is under the premise of absolute safety.

……

In the original place, Han Lin's blood flickered all over his body, dodging the attack of the black coffin magic weapon, and one arm turned into white bone at some point, hanging down beside him.

Obviously, another hole card was cast, and he barely escaped with his life.

"Indeed, he is a man of great fame."

The red-faced old man of the Black Clan didn't have any smug look, and said with fear: "This person is worthy of the Jindan who escaped from the hands of the Holy Son of the Six Daos, just the early stage of the Jindan, so difficult to kill, if it is the middle stage of the Jindan, the late stage of the Jindan, what should it be?" ”

Murderous intent rolled in his heart.

At this time, there is not only greed, but also a great sense of mission in the heart.

This kind of person,

If it is allowed to grow up, I am afraid that it will be another blood cloud, and it will shake the foundation of the Hei clan and the Beiyuan family in the future, and bring endless disasters to the children and grandchildren.

"After the Great Sun Sect, I don't know how many ghosts and ghosts in the northern plains."

The beautiful woman of the Hei clan on the side also sighed, and while consuming the enemy's mana little bit, she waved her hand to shoot out a series of array flags, covering the place impenetrable, and then looked at the young man with an ordinary face in the center, and bursts of demonic voices filled her ears: "Qinglin Zhenren, how about being captured?" You can swear by your ancestors that you will definitely let your soul enter reincarnation. ”

"In the next life, if you have a good background, you may not be able to live forever."

Han Lin didn't say a word.

He burned a trace of blood in his heart, turned into a stream of mana, and ignited several third-order top-level talismans, temporarily resisting the black coffin and the bronze magic weapon, as well as the bursts of black feather sword spells that fell from time to time.

"Crane senior, is there still a way?"

Han Lin asked in a low voice in his soul: "If you really don't have it, you can make a gap in the next place, so that you can escape, and it will not be in vain for so many years of friendship between you and me." ”

“……”

There was no response.

Long

A long sigh of confusion.

"You and that person, don't you have a good relationship, why didn't he save you?"

An old voice rang out.

"That one?"

"What one?"

Han Lin was stunned.

immediately reacted, in this immortal cultivation world, who else can be called a good friend and can save him at will?

"Uncle Junior!"

Han Lin was overjoyed, and when he heard the words behind him, his heart sank suddenly.

"People are gone early."

The old voice sighed: "Why can't you learn from others, they are stronger than you, right?" But he never causes trouble, let alone trouble, I guess no monk in the entire Northern Plains has ever seen him, let alone cause and effect, what kind of chase and killing. ”

"Wherever you are like you, you will be chased and killed wherever you go, and there is no time for peace."

He scolded angrily.

"This is not what I want."

"Mostly bad luck."

Han Lin smiled bitterly: "In addition, how can I compare with my junior uncle, he is extremely talented, as long as he is safe and stable, he can cultivate to the next realm."

My qualifications for the four spiritual roots, if I learn from him and don't stick to cause and effect, I'm afraid that even building a foundation is an extravagant hope, and I can't get the eighth or ninth layer of Qi cultivation, and I will already be a pile of dry bones. ”

"That's just as well."

"Your qualifications...... It's really a little bit worse. ”

The old voice sighed, a little curious: "You don't seem to have a grudge?" If you don't save yourself when you die, you still have a relationship, and ordinary people generally have resentment. ”

"How so?"

Han Lin shook his head: "Before we intersected, it was mostly the little uncle who was kind to me, and it was just a matter of convenience for him, not because he valued me or made friends with me.

This is how he behaves, many mortals in the Yue Kingdom and many mortals in the Tu Kingdom have received his favors, but the vast majority of people have not heard of his name and have not seen him care. ”

"Proud sword cultivator."

Han Lin sighed.

"I'm afraid, he never cared about the people he once helped, he wanted to get anything in return, he just liked to do it."

"Shengmien, fighting Mi Qiu, I don't care about this kind of thing."

"Crane senior, how are you ready?"

Han Lin smiled casually: "I'm going to burn my essence and blood, and I'm going to change to a cushion, you can find a chance to escape." ”

He wasn't worried.

This is an old monster with strange methods, just one last reminder.

There was silence again.

"Not so much."

The old voice stopped him from burning his blood.

"Can you still perform a Void Flash?"

Han Linfa was stunned, and the surprise was inexplicable.

"Definitely, let's give it a try."

The old voice lamented.

"Use it now, I always feel that the old man has suffered a big loss, and the sword cultivator is very committed to keeping his promises, alas, there is no way to ......"

A wisp of extremely high-quality divine consciousness penetrated the formation with a secret method and spread to an unknown place.

……

"Little Friends ......"

Jiang Ding's scalp, who was hiding in the sky, suddenly exploded.

A wisp of divine consciousness quietly entered his sea of consciousness, what protection, what concealment, all useless, just like this, arrived at the sea of knowledge, turned into a trace of vicissitudes of life.

Sonor!

Knowing the sea, Xiao Cheng's level of destruction sword intent rang out, swinging a circle of will to break the spirit destroying method, locking on the target, swooping down like a tide, surrounding this wisp of foreign divine consciousness, covering the seal, preventing it from snooping into the sea of knowledge, and then simply slashed down with a sword.

"Slow down, little friend, I'm ......"

The voice of Vicissitudes is a lot sharper.

Jiang Ding's sword intent slashed down at a faster speed.

He has no desire to talk about this kind of thing that invades the sea of knowledge, and it is the best choice to stay away after directly killing him.

"Grass and Tree Spirit Fruit!"

Vicissitudes of life roared.

Although he had an extremely high realm, this wisp of divine consciousness was too fragile, and he couldn't do anything under this terrifying sword intent, and he couldn't even move.

Jiang Ding's sword intent was stunned.

"Back then, the matter of the grass and trees spirit fruit!"

"Little friend! The old man and you are both mother's children, you can't kill me? ”

The voice of Vicissitudes said quickly, afraid that if this evil star sword slipped, then everything would be over.

"This smell is somewhat familiar......

Jiang Ding didn't kill again, he applied layers of seals, and after trapping this wisp of divine consciousness, he fell into thought.

Back then, he had gone through many difficulties in the Nine Heavens Ruins, and finally succeeded in obtaining a Grass and Tree Spirit Fruit, which was given to Lin Wanqiu, who was already forty or fifty years old and had little qualifications and understanding.

In this way, Lin Wanqiu was successfully promoted to build a foundation and extended his life for 250 years.

This Grass and Tree Spirit Fruit was planted by a senior of the Nine Heavens God Thunder Sect tens of thousands of years ago to remember his long-deceased mother and bequeath to his descendants.

"Shen He...... Predecessor? ”

Jiang Ding asked hesitantly.

There are similarities and differences between this breath of divine consciousness and the breath of the words of the senior remembering his mother under the grass, trees and spirit trees.

If he is really closely related to that senior, he is willing to give the other party a favor.

(End of chapter)