The God of All Realms

Chapter 109 Becoming a Fugitive

Bang out!

Tie Jinlong's old body shot out a terrifying aura at this moment.

A punch struck Jiang Buran's palm, and the attacks from the two Spirit Sovereign Cultivators were terrifying and made Gu Chensha fly out of the ring.

Long Han was also shaken by the airwaves, his blood was falling, and he also retreated.

"The leader really took action to save this child."

"Could this kid have something to do with the leader?"

Many people in the Fengyue League were slightly surprised, From their impression, it seems that Tie Jinlong did not appear in public for several years.

“Well, what happened to the second layer of Sanyuan Zhenqi that you just said?” Tie Jinlong ignored the shock of everyone in the Fengyue League, and directly asked Long Han through a voice transmission.

His cultivation base had been stuck at the peak of a first-rate Spirit Sovereign for over ten years. He knew very well that he was unable to increase his cultivation, not because of his lack of potential, but because of the "Sanyuan Zhenqi", a qi training method he practiced in his early years.

"Three points go back to Yuan, one is yang, the other is yin, the third is yin and yang, and the fourth is Wuji ..." The corner of Long Han's mouth appeared slightly, and he also transmitted his voice to Tie Jinlong .

Tie Jinlong looked at Long Han with a fiery look in his eyes, as if he was looking at a treasure, "If my little friend were to teach me how to break through, I, Tie Jinlong, would definitely keep you safe."

Who knew that Long Han standing there shook his head, and said, "No way!"

“Wah, are you kidding?” Tie Jinlong's body gave off a terrifying aura. He was a powerful Spirit Emperor. If Long Han dared to play it, he would definitely destroy Long Han.

"You're curly, no wonder you've been training for most of your life as a rank one spirit emperor?" Long Han ignored Tie Jinlong's anger and said to himself, "I said it's impossible now.to break through and step into the second level of Sanyuan Zhenqi.I need to refine a sixth grade medicinal pill, I need to refine a sixth grade medicinal pill, and my current strength cannot fix it, I need one year."

Tie Jinlong was a little confused, he felt that Long Han's martial arts talent was indeed frightening, but from the other party's words, he thought that Long Han could still make alchemy?

Immediately, with a grim face, he said, "Well, why should I trust you?"

Long Han stretched out his hand and smiled helplessly, "Trust it or not, if you don't believe it, you can kill me now? But.. throughout Tianhuayu, I'm afraid only I can help.you broke into the spirit of a level two emperor"

Jiang Buran's face was gloomy, and he naturally discovered that Long Han and Tie Jinlong were communicating through voice transmission.

When the cultivation base reached the Spirit Emperor, the voice communication used soul power, and there would naturally be soul fluctuations, it was impossible for him not to notice it, but he was well aware of Tie Jinlong's strength.

The strength of this old man was not simple, on the surface, he was a peak first rank Spirit Ruler, but when it actually broke, even a second rank Spirit Ruler might not be able to defeat him.

This was also the case, the Fengyue Alliance in the Valley of Fire was clearly much weaker than the Chaos Sword Gate, but it could be silent.

"Hmph, the old man will give you one year. If you don't show up for a promise in a year, don't blame the old man for not thinking about love." Tie Jinlong pondered for a moment.

He had stopped at the peak of first-rate Spirit Emperor cultivation for over ten years, and it didn't matter if he waited another year.

"Don't worry, I, Long Han, never regret what I said. Stop Jiang Buran for me, and I will leave soon," Long Han said to Tie Jinlong with a voice transmission.

Tie Jinlong's expression changed slightly. He originally thought that Long Han wanted him to send the Spirit Sect Cultivator from the Fengyue Alliance to escort him away, but he did not expect Long Han to leave like this.

Could it be that he was not afraid of being chased and killed by the many Spirit Sect Cultivators in the Chaos Sword Sect?

“Are you sure you don't need me to send someone to drive you away?” Tie Jinlong did not care about Long Han's life or death, but his fate was now in Long Han's hands.

“No, just a bunch of trash can't kill me.” Long Han's eyes were filled with killing intent, and even Tie Jinlong was troubled by this killing intent.

He was very surprised in his heart. Long Han and his granddaughter in front of him were not much different in age. How could he have such terrifying killing intent.

Tie Jinlong nodded, seeing Long Han so confident, he quietly said: "I can secretly send some people to follow him, but I want to see what skills this child has?"

“OK, I guarantee Lingzong above fifth rank Chaosaomen will not shoot you, young man, be careful!” Tie Jinlong said slowly to Long Han.

Long Han looked at Jiang Buran, who was full of anger but did not speak, and smiled cunningly, "Dog old Jiang, in a year, I, Long Han, will come to take your dog's head. There will be time later. "

"Let's see!"

In the sea of qi, spiritual power surged towards Long Han's feet.

The entire person was like a ghost, rushing outside the fire city, and even the surrounding crowd did not respond.

After all, it was impossible to escape under the power of the Spirit Sovereign.

“Eighth level spiritual master alone also wants to escape in front of me. It was wishful thinking!” Just as Jiang Buhan had just taken a step, he was about to catch up.

Tie Jinlong had already stepped in front of him, and said with a smile on his face: "Are you not ashamed to bully the younger generation that has lived for so many years?"

“Tie Jinlong, are you trying to fight me?” Tie Jinlong's eyes were angry, and he could naturally see Long Han's talent.

It was a nine-star genius. If such a person was given enough time, he could definitely become a spirit emperor. At that time, he would not even have the qualifications to fight against an opponent.

He could also see the other party's character. As he grew up in the future, it was absolutely impossible to release the Chaotic Swordsman. He had to strangle Long Han in the cradle.

Tie Jinlong smiled unconcernedly at Jiang Buran's threat, "For so many years, my Fengyuemeng and your Chaos Swordsman never seemed to stop fighting."

“Even if you want to fight to the death, I will accompany you anytime.” Tie Jinlong's eyes contained a cold killing intent, and his strength was stronger than Jiang Buran.

Every time Jiang Buhuan fought, he would fall into a loss, and he could reach the realm of the spiritual emperor's cultivation base, which was the same cultivation realm, if you wanted to kill the opponent, he said, the price to pay is too high.

This was an ungrateful thing, besides, he did not need to fight Jiang Buan to the death, and Jiang Buan did not dare to fight him.

"Hmph, you want to protect this child, that's really wishful thinking!" After Jiang Noni finished speaking, she looked at the countless figures around the arena, and said, "If anyone can kill Long Han, reward him with 100,000 gold coins. "

The entire Valley of Fire boiled over, as Jiang Buran's promise spread.

Moreover, even some painters who painted Long Han portraits earned countless gold coins.

Long Han's portrait was fired for several thousand gold coins in Fire City.

"Bang!"

At Chaodaomen headquarters, Jiang Buran threw the cup into his handle violently, and smashed it to pieces on the floor of the main hall.

"Master Sect, the Fengyue League does not know what medicine to take this time. As long as our fifth-grade spiritual sect is a martial artist, and we have just come out of the city of fire, we will suffer from a frantic battle. Fengyue League." The embarrassed old man, the cultivation base of a dignified seventh rank spiritual sect, had scars all over his body, and his face was full of fury.

Jiang Buhan looked at the five figures in the hall in front of him, these people were the strongest of the Chaos Sword Sect. They were all warriors with the cultivation level of a seventh rank spiritual sect or higher.

"Hmph, Tie Jinlong must have liked the talent of the boy. He wanted to rely on that child and strive to benefit in the future. " Jiang Buran sneered at the corner of his mouth.

The five old men in the hall were all worried.

Nine-star genius, a scary word. If this news were to spread, I fear that the four major powers in Tianhuayu will be eager to bring him to the sect.

At that time, would the Chaosaomen dare to provoke each other?

“Call the four main guards, and kill Long Han!” Jiang Buhuan said, and the five old men in the hall were all delighted.

The four guards were the four practitioners of the fourth grade spiritual sect of the Chaos Sword Sect. These four people were quadruplets, and they knew about it, and they practiced a combined attack formation, even in the presence of the seventh grade Spirit Sect.

...

Rocky hills.

Long Han was covered in blood, but his eyes exploded with a ferocious light.

Around him, there were three people, staring at Long Han as if staring at a gold coin.

“Nak, do you know how much your head is worth now?” One of the third rank Spirit Kings, with a knife scar on his face, made people feel extremely ferocious when he spoke.

“Oh, I don't know how much Jiang Buran paid the old dog to kill me?” Long Han stood there, speaking calmly.

Scarface smiled, stretched out a finger, and stood up, "The head of an eighth level spiritual master is worth a hundred thousand gold coins. If such good things happened every day, wouldn't Lao Tzu be a millionaire?"

"Bah!"

Unexpectedly, Long Han spat and cursed furiously: "Jiang isn't worried about your old dog, this young master's head is worth at least 100 million gold coins, and you are willing to give up 100,000 gold coins. This is an insult to this young master."

The three spirit king warriors were all astonished, they did not expect that a dying person would still think of its value?

Scarface laughed out loud, "Hundred million gold coins, do you think you are the King of Kings?"

Long Han was a little surprised when he heard this stalk.

In his previous life, as a domineering spirit emperor, he was the number one Cultivator in the Tianhua Region, and there were many Cultivators who offended him. His value in the assassin world was 100 million gold coins, but no one dared to take this task.

“Bekas Luka Knives, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him first, then we are the first to enter, how can we drink soup?” The middle-aged man in green clothes next to him said impatiently.

“Oke, killing an eighth level spiritual master completely fouled Lao Tzu's hand.” After the injured face said, the breath of the third level spirit king permeated, and the power of artistic conception floated on his body.

Bang out!

Scarface stepped out step by step, and he stepped out of the crack in the ground, and the wind swept over. His palm contained a majestic coercion and attacked Long Han.

“Pursuing and killing me in vain like you is really self-harming!” After speaking, pure power exploded from his body, and his anger was in the sea.

Flames coiled up, like a sea of air like the sky, and spiritual power surged into his hands.