As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian grabbed the old turtle and quickly rushed out of the encirclement.

Afterwards, another one flew forward, taking the old turtle towards a relatively wide place in the dark space.

"Chase!" Xu Long shouted and quickly followed.

"Brother, it's meaningless. I'm not very good anymore. I have no ability at all. If you run away with me, we have no chance." The old turtle was a little reluctant to run and tried to struggle.

The space here is very limited. Even if Han Sanqian runs alone, he may not be able to run for long. In the end, he will be caught.

Now, having to carry such a burden like myself, obviously, the time to be caught will be shorter.

"I dare to save you, but how dare you say there is no chance." Han Sanqian responded coldly.

"I...I'm really tired." The old turtle said.

With his energy exhausted and his physical strength exhausted, he might not even be able to attack an ordinary person now, let alone deal with those men in black.

"You can run alone. I'll hold them back before it's too late." The old turtle said.

Han Sanqian couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "If a strange cow said such things, I could understand it, but what I never expected was that even you would start saying such things."

"Why, you've dealt with strange cows a lot, and now even your IQ has been affected by him?"

"And you are a person who is afraid of death from the beginning to the end, so when it comes to actually facing life and death, you lose your sense of proportion."

Facing Han Sanqian's questioning, Old Oogway was a little depressed and unwilling: "Brother, if I'm really afraid of death, why should I come to this hellish place with you?"

"Anyone can question me, but not you."

Han Sanqian smiled disdainfully: "What you said is exactly wrong. I think no one in the world can question you, only I can."

"What do you mean?" The old turtle was a little dumbfounded for a moment.

Han Sanqian said: "You seem to have forgotten what's in your body."

Time was running out, so Han Sanqian didn't want to play any riddles with him, so he just said it directly: "Do you remember the first time our brothers met?"

It was strange and strange to talk about this topic at this time, but the wise old turtle knew very well that Han Sanqian was definitely not bored. What he said must have a deep meaning.

"When I first met you, I couldn't even fly." Han Sanqian said.

The old turtle seemed to be awakened at once: "Brother, do you want my blood?"

Han Sanqian nodded heavily. The current situation could not be clearer. He did not have much cultivation, and it was difficult to absorb a large amount of true energy in the shortest time.

The Heart of the Dragon Clan cannot be used, nor can the Book of the Eight Desolations be used. JrNovels.com