"Ahem!" a rapid cough sound came from the yellow sand.

After a while, Long Ting's face was extremely weak, and with the cold wind of whimpering, he walked out of the yellow sand.

His face turned cold, and he said in a sullen voice: "Hateful! If you don't take revenge, I, the Dragon Court, will be a dragon clan." "He had never been so badly injured, all his internal organs were displaced, and his meridians and blood vessels were full of cracks. If he hadn't been extremely decisive, this time, I'm afraid he would have to give an account to the two brothers.

As he searched, he had found a secret and safe place. In a flicker, he came to a stone cave, stood on his feet, took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and began to heal.

As soon as the thought moved, he took out a turquoise pill and swallowed it in one gulp. This elixir is a secret of the dragon clan, and it has unimaginable uses.

It was only half an hour, and wisps of black qi emanated from his body, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his face became rosy again.

Having said that, at this level, as long as the injury is injured, it is not at all healed overnight. Because the powerhouse of the Emperor Realm, every time he attacks, more or less, he will be contaminated with a trace of the power of the law, as long as he is injured, it is the injury of the Great Dao.

It's okay if you understand the law, but if you don't understand it, let's boil it slowly.

Therefore, Long Ting only temporarily suppressed the injuries on his body, and if he wanted to fully recover, he would have to recuperate for at least a few years.

Of course, this little bit of time, for a powerhouse at this level, is just a few times to settle down, so Long Ting didn't take it to heart.

Long Ting's chin lifted slightly, looked into the distance, and after a few breaths, he retracted his gaze and said softly: "It's a pity that the bloodline of the Emperor of the Feng Clan is gone." Although it was a hostile relationship, he also had some admiration for Ou Yangming in his heart, he was able to force an emperor to blow himself up, and he couldn't even find a chance to pass on the news. How ferocious was this offensive? On second thought, I am afraid that he would not be able to do this.

For a while, there was a faint bitterness in his heart, this Venerable One really couldn't live with common sense.

He took two steps forward and chuckled, "Now that the matter has been settled, it is time for the deity to return to the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan." "Although the process is a bit tortuous, as long as the ending remains the same, it doesn't matter.

I took a hard breath of turbid air, and my figure flashed, and I had arrived in an open area.

glanced at the space bag casually, gritted his teeth, and said, "The thousands of years of belongings of the deity have been ruined like this." As he spoke, Feng Yi and Feng Yi's disgusting faces appeared in front of him.

The belongings that have been accumulated for thousands of years have all turned into ashes all of a sudden, and I am afraid that no one can stand it.

With a flick of the wrist on the space bag, a silver-white flying boat grew in the wind, and with a "boom", it fell to the ground. This flying boat is full of 100 zhang, and the difference between the Feng Clan's flying boat is that this flying boat is like a swordfish, flat and long, with a touch of domineering and a touch of nobility. And the mast on the deck hung a piece of brocade, and with great skill, the sleeve was covered with a blood-colored dragon character.

The entire piece of brocade was soaked in dragon essence blood, and it looked awe-inspiring.

Long Ting's body moved slightly, but at this moment, the flying boat disappeared out of thin air, and even the spiritual connection between the flying boat and himself was forcibly severed.

Like an erupting volcano, his eyes were red, and he slapped his palm towards the east.

"Boom!" A thousand-foot high mountain peak was directly smashed into pieces, and rocks flew sideways.

This location is exactly where Ou Yangming is hiding.

Ou Yangming stepped out of the hundred-step step, dodged this blow, spread his hands, and said with a warm face: "Senior, life is really where we don't meet." ”

Long Ting's face was obviously stunned for a moment, his breathing was a little disordered, and he screamed: "It's you......?" How is this possible?" he had seen with his own eyes the scene of the self-detonation core, that kind of power, even if he encountered it, he would have to fall nine times out of ten, but now, this Venerable of the Human Race actually survived, and was unscathed. This is too dreamy, isn't it? This is simply beyond the limit of his imagination, and he has forgotten about the fact that the flying boat was snatched by Ou Yangming.

This is also the Dragon Court's carelessness, otherwise, even if Ou Yangming has the unique spiritual world of the Feng Clan, it will be extremely difficult to take the flying boat from him.

When Ou Yangming saw his expression, of course he understood what he was referring to.

He smiled: "The seniors have won the prize." He blinked.

Then he waved his hand, cleared his throat, and said, "What's that, I'll leave first, and we will meet again." ”

"Look for death!" Long Ting finally remembered that his flying boat was snatched away by this kid, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he slaughtered forward. But he was extremely careful, obviously treating Ou Yangming as a powerhouse of the same level, after all, Long Xiao was forced to blow up his dantian.

With such a precedent, even a fool will not act rashly.

Ou Yangming didn't want to be entangled in the Dragon Court, he was just for the flying boat.

He had a faint hunch that this dragon clan powerhouse was very difficult to entangle, of course, the most important thing was that Long Ting was only slightly injured, and even if he could win, it would be a miserable victory. If the two brothers Feng Yi and Feng Yi are brought over again, the gains will outweigh the losses.

Therefore, he used his spiritual power to blast a palm at the strong void, and flew away into the distance with the force of this recoil.

But the speed of the Dragon Court is not slow at all, and even faster.

After all, now Ou Yangming is only the peak of Venerable, even if he comprehends the law, in some aspects that cannot be made up, the gap is still very large.

He gritted his teeth and gently patted the blood escape belt, turning into a ray of blood, and once again widened the distance between the two.

Ou Yangming knew in his heart that this was a tiger's mouth, but he had to do this, because the Heart of the Origin was turbulent, and no one knew how long it would last. He can't cultivate to be an emperor, and he doesn't have the ability to cross the void. If he didn't grab a flying boat, he would have to be trapped in this place forever. And the two brothers, Feng and Fengyi, cooperated tacitly, and the two did not leave an inch, he didn't dare to provoke, so he naturally hit Long Ting with his idea.

I didn't expect Long Ting to plan to return to the Dragon Clan's ancestral land so soon, which can be regarded as an unexpected joy.

"Xiu Xiu ......" The two sounds of breaking the sky opened through, and before the critical moment, Ou Yangming made the bleeding escape and pulled the distance away, and Long Ting had no good way for a while.

Especially when he thought that this Terran Venerable had snatched the flying boat away in front of him, he felt a hot pain on his face.

I'm afraid that he can be regarded as the most aggrieved emperor powerhouse in the history of the world.

This is quite the same as a spirit mid-level who snatched the Venerable's beloved things, and still can't take it back, can you imagine that kind of grievance?

In the sky, the cold light in Long Ting's eyes surged, and countless ice nails slipped out of his sleeves. The nail was only three inches long, and a cold mist lingered on it. At the moment when this ice nail appeared, the temperature around Long Ting's body decreased, as if it was falling into a cold winter, and white snowflakes floated out of thin air.

He said coldly: "It has always been the deity who robs other people's things, and I have never met a guy as bold as you." Today, even if I chase you to the ends of the earth, I will slaughter you!" As he spoke, his long sleeves rolled forward, and these countless ice nails cut through the space, drawing countless perfect arcs, and went straight to Ou Yangming's chest.

Everywhere you go, the space is frozen, like ever-changing ice.

At this time, if someone looks up from the earth to the sky, he will definitely see a scene that makes his heart roar.

I saw countless silver rays of light piercing the sky, and after passing by, countless icicles appeared, and they quickly spread towards the sky.

And as if held up by a mysterious force, it was above the sky.

If it was just like this, next to this icicle, there were snowflakes like goose feathers, and the whole world was plunged into a vastness.

Ou Yangming didn't answer, but his face was extremely solemn. With this blow alone, he was sure that Long Ting was stronger than Long Xiao, and it was more than a star and a half stronger, which was a qualitative gap.

This is also the case, otherwise, it would be impossible for Long Ting to escape in the middle of Feng Yi Feng's attack.

Ou Yangming's heart guarded the mourning platform, and his mind moved, stepping into the realm of meticulousness and sympathy between heaven and man. Against such a strong person, he didn't dare to take it lightly at all, so he could only use all his strength. Of course, of course, he would not use his life-saving means, mainly for fear of luring the two brothers of the Feng clan over. Otherwise, he doesn't mind slaughtering another emperor.

Now that he can use the power of the poison pill world, and understand the law of yin and yang, as well as the shot of the burial sky, it can be said that these methods, even if they are strong in the imperial realm, cannot thwart their edge.

I saw him quickly retreat, raising his right hand, secretly using the gluttonous devouring power to the extreme.

The palm of the hand slowly turned black, and the palm of the hand seemed to turn into a dark and deep whirlpool, and he grabbed hard at the ice nail that came with a bang.

A strange scene appeared, only to see this chilling ice nail, entangled by a strong suction, straight to the black vortex in the palm of Ou Yangming's right hand, the moment it came into contact with the black vortex, this force seemed to be decomposed, silent, formless, and heartless.

"Hmph, I want to see how much you can absorb!" Feng Yi snorted coldly.

The spiritual power in the Dan Lake is running to the extreme, and the speed of this ice needle in the sky is even faster.

One, two, three......

The energy in the ice nail was absorbed by Ou Yangming with the power of gluttony, and then fed back to the poison pill world.

Every attack of the Emperor Realm powerhouse carries a majestic power, which is not at all comparable to the Venerable, and it can even be said that the energy contained in this attack is countless times that of the energy contained in the Venerable Danhu.

And Ou Yangming was using this power to perfect the poison pill world at this time, and after being absorbed by the devouring power of gluttony, this power was extremely pure.

"Woo ......" Another ice needle was absorbed by Ou Yangming, his face turned slightly pale, and his body staggered.

But his heart has long been happy, and each attack is incomparably pure energy in his eyes.

Of course, this was also because Ou Yangming was fleeing quickly, and Long Ting didn't have time to gather momentum and make an all-out move, otherwise, Ou Yangming wouldn't dare to do it at all.

As for the pale face and stumbling body or something, of course he pretended to be. In order for Long Ting to continue to attack like this, he can better improve the poison pill world.

Sure enough, when Long Ting saw this picture, it was like being beaten with chicken blood.

The attack became more and more ruthless, and Ou Yangming also weakened at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.