"You all live here, improve your cultivation as soon as possible. As for me, I have to find a way to improve my cultivation." Han Sanqian said to Dao Twelve. In his current situation, he has no time to take care of Dao Twelve and others People can only rely on their own abilities.

And in Yunlong City, the realm of the three of them is definitely top-notch, and they should not be threatened by any.

Knife Twelve did not keep him. He knew how deep Han Sanqian's affection for Su Yingxia was. Now that Su Yingxia had returned to the world of eight directions, Han Sanqian would naturally target this.

"Sanqian, you should also be careful, don't be in a hurry." Mo Yang said.

"Yeah, you can't get mad because of your impatience." Liu Fang also persuaded.

Han Sanqian naturally understood these simple truths.

Glancing at the half-dead Linlong on the ground, Han Sanqian grabbed it in the air, and said to the three of them, "I'll take a step first, and we'll meet later."

After finishing speaking, Han Sanqian drifted away like a gust of wind and disappeared without a trace.

Knife Twelve looked at Mo Yang, Liu Fang and his wife, and said, "I'm going to find a place to retreat, you two, live a good life."

Mo Yang looked at Dao Twelve with a reproachful face, and said: "What do you call this? Three thousand things, it's hard for me to watch and not help, you want to follow him to the world, it's hard for me Can you just do nothing?"

The retreat of Knife Twelve is to improve the realm as soon as possible and keep up with Han Sanqian, and the same is true for Mo Yang.

However, their thinking is too simple, and it is not so easy to reach the divine realm.

Not to mention keeping up with Han Sanqian, even after a hundred years, it is very good for them to be able to reach the Nine Lanterns Realm.

After Han Sanqian left, he found a mountain top, submerged in the sea of ??clouds, like a fairyland.

"Do you still need to put on an air?" Seeing that Linlong was still in a half-dead state, Han Sanqian couldn't help but said.

Linlong opened his mouth, and a human voice came out of his mouth: "You can't appreciate how strong she is, so naturally you don't know how seriously I was injured."

"Those people want to kill me, why?" This was the question Han Sanqian had been thinking about all the time, but he couldn't figure out why, so he could only hope that Linlong could give him a correct answer.

"If you want to kill you, why do you need it? Isn't this a normal thing?" Lin Long said.

normal thing?

Hearing the meaning of Linlong's words, he seemed to know something inside.

Han Sanqian asked: "Since you know something, why don't you tell me?"

Lin Long still remembers what Su Yingxia said to him before he left. Although Su Yingxia has returned to the Eight Directions World now, he knows that as long as Su Yingxia wants to kill him, there are still many ways.

And with his current physical injury, even Han Sanqian is no match.

"Do you know what a saint means?" Linlong asked back.

"If I know, do I still need to talk nonsense with you?" Han Sanqian said disdainfully.

"Saint, that is, the person that Fu's lineage places high hopes on, she can become the next true god. Treating such a person, Fu's lineage will be more cautious, and will never let anything form fetters on her, and You are obviously a stumbling block on the way for Su Yingxia to become a true god."

"Since it's a stumbling block, isn't it reasonable to get rid of you?"

Linlong looked at Han Sanqian as a matter of course. For such an important matter to the Fu clan, they would naturally get rid of anyone or anything that might threaten Su Yingxia's realm.

"You mean, Su Yingxia will be the next True God of the Fu Clan?" Han Sanqian said with a surprised face. He knew what the True God meant to the Fu Clan.

Moreover, he also heard Linlong mention that there are only two or three true gods in the entire eight directions world. JrNovels.com