The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 3022 Dark pursuit!

Chapter 3022 Dark pursuit!

"No, I haven't lost yet!"

The dragon bag that fell to the ground had a ferocious expression on his face. He couldn't accept the fact that he was defeated with just two moves?

He struggled to get up, and wanted to go to the ring to fight. He could accept the loss of the magic weapon, but he couldn't accept losing to Ling Hantian.

"Enough, don't you feel ashamed enough?"

Qian Jizi's face darkened, a martial artist who dared not even face failure, what great promise could he have.

He was annoyed that Ye Wuming had such a disciple.

Accepting a martial artist with five sun stars is better than accepting this dragon bag!
Being drunk by Qianjizi, Long Bao felt as if struck by lightning, his whole face was pale and he sat on the ground, the light in his eyes dimmed.

Qian Jizi watched the warrior drag the dragon bag away, before looking at all the warriors in the field, "I announce that Ling Hantian won this round, who else wants to challenge him?"

He also knew that almost no one had the courage to go up, so he was ready to announce the result.

And the fact is just as Qian Jizi thought, when his words fell, every young man lowered his head slightly, and no one came to the stage to feel uncomfortable.

This Ling Hantian is really too strong, even Lu Yingxiong and Long Bao are defeated quickly, what else can they do?
Seeing this, Qian Jizi shook his head slightly, then looked at Ling Hantian appreciatively, and smiled gently, "The winner this time, Ling Hantian, and the two magical weapons belong to him."

"Thanks."

Ling Hantian flicked his sleeves to accept the divine soldiers, and then returned to the seat of the Sun Clan facing envious eyes.

Next, the birthday banquet was also carried out normally, and lasted for several hours before it slowly ended.

Ling Hantian and the others were also preparing to leave Qianji City under the leadership of Lu Zhanyun. At this time, Qianjizi suddenly called Lu Zhanyun to stop.

"Brother Lu, I have something to discuss with you, and the Mistress of the Moon Palace is also on her way."

Qian Jizi's expression was quite serious, as if he knew what he was going to say, Lu Zhanyun also nodded, and turned to look at Ling Hantian.

"Han Tian, ​​you lead the others back first."

Hearing Lu Zhanyun's explanation, Ling Hantian nodded indifferently, and it would not be difficult to return to the Sun Clan.

So, after bidding farewell to Lu Zhanyun, Ling Hantian and others set foot on the Sun Clan battleship one after another, sailing towards Sunset Sea City where the Sun Clan is located.

For Ling Hantian and his party in Qianji Pavilion, the two magical weapons were a surprise, and he refined the Ziyun armor and wore it on his body.

As for the cold silkworm clothes that day, this thing is suitable for women, and when Lu Qianqian's retreat is over, Ling Hantian is going to give it to that strict master.

He also knew that the Hundred Clans Festival was about to start, and with this battle uniform, Lu Qianqian's confidence in victory would also increase a bit.

In the high sky, there is no cloud in sight, and the sky is clear. Just a glance makes people feel cheerful.

Ling Hantian stood in front of the battleship, with his hands behind his back, looking at the tens of thousands of miles of territory, suddenly felt an ethereal feeling of seeing all the small mountains.

He slowly closed his eyes, and his spiritual thoughts could not help spreading out, analyzing every inch of the changes in the space clearly.

The divine power between heaven and earth seemed to be attracted by something, and quickly gathered towards Ling Hantian. Suddenly, the vast divine power was like a river of heaven.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, an extreme danger rose in his heart, making Ling Hantian's hair stand on end, and at the edge of the divine sense, a terrifying wave of destruction came.

Ling Hantian suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a look of shock and anger in his eyes. Immediately, he didn't dare to hesitate, "Everyone, jump out of the battleship with me!"

In Ling Hantian's perception, the destructive force was too powerful, it should be sent by the battleship, and it locked the entire battleship.

Shouting like thunder, young Sun Clan youths stepped out of the battleship one after another, and looked at Ling Hantian with puzzled faces, "Brother Tian, ​​what's going on?"

"Something locked on to our battleship and launched an attack on us!"

Ling Hantian frowned, that kind of destructive power, even if the defense of the battleship was activated, it was impossible to block it.

Therefore, only by abandoning the battleship and fleeing can it be possible to escape this catastrophe.

"What? Now in the Chaos Realm, who else dares to touch us, could it be the remnants of Demon Moon?"

Lu Qiang turned pale with shock, and instantly thought of the remnants of Moyue in his mind.

Although the magic moon has been destroyed, they are not dead yet.

For example, Moyue's boss, Patriarch Moyue, heard about the battle in the wilderness, and that old guy finally ran away.

However, all they can think of now is that Mo Yue has the courage to intercept and kill them halfway.

If this is the case, then this time is really chilling.

"Now is not the time to explore, jump with me!"

Ling Hantian shook his head with a wry smile, and immediately jumped out of the battleship.

Seeing this, the others followed Ling Hantian and jumped down one by one.

Rumble!
At the moment when everyone jumped down, a powerful beam of divine power swept from the sky, and ruthlessly bombarded the battleship at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.

The next moment, an earth-shattering sound spread, and under the powerful force of destruction, the battleship was also instantly blown into pieces.

A terrifying shock wave swept away, and some unlucky youths were actually cracked and seriously injured by the impact of the debris.

Ling Hantian and the others had just landed on the ground when they saw a terrifying force sweeping towards the sky again.

It was a group of black clouds, coming like a landslide, extremely fast!

"Grass, we are being targeted, we may have a chance to disperse and escape!"

Ling Hantian just glanced at it, and then stood on his head covered in chills.

Then, ignoring other young people, he displayed the fastest speed in his life and fled to the east.

Faced with the sudden change, many young people of the Sun Clan were also terrified, and without Ling Hantian's reminder, they all scattered like birds and beasts.

Dispersing and fleeing in all directions, although it can distract the enemy's attention, it also distracts everyone's strength.

Ling Hantian fled to the east, with his spiritual sense at its maximum, covering the area tens of thousands of miles around, as long as there was an ambush, Ling Hantian would naturally turn around.

After only a few breaths, Ling Hantian felt a huge aura appear within the scope of the divine sense, it was a strong man in the ancestral realm!
The strong man in the ancestral realm was extremely fast, almost five times the speed of Ling Hantian chasing after him, so frightened that Ling Hantian was shocked and angry, and hurriedly used methods to damage his vitality to escape.

However, even so, the ancestral realm powerhouse is getting closer and closer to him.

According to Ling Hantian's estimate, he will be overtaken within ten minutes at most.

Ling Hantian's face turned slightly pale, thinking while running.

"What kind of power is it that dispatches the powerful from the ancestral realm to chase and kill the Sun Clan!"

I don't know how many strong people in the ancestral realm in the chaotic world, but there is no one who has any enemies with him.

Ling Hantian thought in his heart, could it be that the dragon bag was defeated by him and asked someone to take revenge.

But if that's the case, aren't they afraid of the Sun Clan's revenge?

But if it wasn't for the hands and feet of the dragon, what kind of force would it be to make trouble with the Sun Clan?
(End of this chapter)