Soon.

The gate to the fence is reopened.

Long Hentian walked out, glanced at Long Qiu, hesitated slightly, and then wondered: "My grandpa and the others can see you now. But the spirit flower..."

"We'll handle this!"

Long Qi shook his head, interrupted Long Hentian's words, and then led the people directly into the gate.

It can be seen that his attitude is very determined!

How can the things that Dragon Crying City wants come back in vain?

Not to mention this cold valley!

Long Hentian could only watch helplessly.

At this level of conversation, he could no longer intervene.

The most important opponent is Longcrying City. If this matter is not handled well, Longcrying City will be furious. Hangu Valley will definitely take advantage of it!

Even if they have a connection with Dragon Crying City, even if people from Sword Saint Mountain come forward.

The so-called origins are all in the past tense and unreliable!

The young sect master of Hangu Valley in the Dragon Hatred Paradise Hall, now faced with the dragon, he has to lower his posture.

This is something he would hardly do in normal times, and now he feels very frustrated!

He looked back, looked directly at Lin Tian, ​​and said coldly: "I am in a very bad mood now! Now I will give you a chance. For the sake of Junior Brother Zihui, get out of here now. I will pretend that nothing happened. If

If you insist on going in to meet Liu Naier, don’t regret it!”

Lin Tian raised his brows and looked up at the sky. It was already midnight, and he still needed to rush to Jinling to meet up with Zhou Li and the Danhua Sect of Qianshanyuan, as agreed before.

In addition, he had promised the old man in Huangfu City with the Bone Burial Village, so it was hard to break the promise.

He said to Long Hentian in a deep voice: "Lead the way! If you continue to ink again, I will directly tear down your mountain gate!"

Hearing this, Wu Jiu and Shu Zihui behind them both shuddered.

The golden elixir monk became furious. Even the huge cold valley was not big enough to be leveled to the ground!

But Long Hentian laughed coldly: "Okay! You're fine! Get in!"

With an angry shout, Long Hentian stepped in.

Lin Tian followed calmly and walked to the flame pool inside.

Now that Liu Naier is fine, Lin Tian is much more relieved.

As long as the person is there, as long as Liu Naier doesn't want to be here, he will take the person away!

Therefore, he was not too anxious.

Not far from the edge of the flame pool, Lin Tian secretly marveled and observed the flames in front of him at close range.

This flame is real fire, but it is cold and really weird.

The most important thing was that the black spiritual grass in the middle of the flame pool completely caught Lin Tian's attention.

Because standing here at such a close distance, he could sense the majestic aura surging inside the flower, and the second Yin-Yang Taoist platform in his body actually fluctuated, buzzing and trembling for a while.

This surprised Lin Tian.

He couldn't see this thing. What was emitting from it was billowing black gas, containing terrifying poison.

"It should be the flower they call the dead spirit flower!"

Lin Tian was secretly surprised, and at the same time he was very interested, "This thing is a great supplement to the Yin Yang Taoist platform?"

at this time.

Beside the flame pool.

Long Qi and a group of disciples from Longwei City were talking with a middle-aged man and an old man opposite.

After Wu Jiu's explanation, Lin Tian found out that the middle-aged man's name was Long Xinghe, and he was Long Hentian's father and now the sect leader of Han Valley!

The old man, named Long Qianheng, is the old valley master and sect master of Han Valley.

As for the man in black robe, Wu Jiu didn't know his identity or cultivation level. He only knew that such a mysterious senior was here.

Moreover, when Long Qi and others came, the man was sitting cross-legged, refining elixirs, tinkering with the elixir furnace in front of him, and ignored everyone.

"Senior Long, Lord Dragon Valley!"

Long Qian led a group of disciples from Longwei City and stood in front of Long Qianheng and Long Xinghe. They paid homage to him and said with some respect and politeness in his words: "This time we have been entrusted by the Great Elder of Foreign Affairs.

Come and borrow something from your sect!"

"Nephew Long Qixian, you're so polite! Your foreign affairs chief, Taoist friend Long Zhentian, came to my Han Valley as a guest the year before last. We are all part of the same family. We can't borrow anything!"

Long Qianheng smiled loudly, stroked his beard and said.

"Yes, we are all one family!"

Long Xinghe, the current sect leader of Han Valley, nodded in agreement and said: "As long as Han Valley can help, if we have what we have, Nephew Long Qi can just take it! However, if it is really something that cannot be borrowed, then there is nothing we can do!

"

Both of them were old foxes, and they looked polite in their words, but as they sang and sang, they blocked what Long Qi was about to say.

Long Qi also understood it as soon as he heard it, and sneered secretly, but still said with a normal expression: "Haha, Senior Long, Master Longgu, you Hangu Valley just have the one we want to borrow."

Speaking of this, Long Qi pointed to the black Flower of the Dead in the flame pool, and continued: "The one we want to borrow is the Flower of the Dead! I wonder if you two can part ways?"

The two seemed to have expected this and looked at each other.

then.

Long Qianheng frowned, shook his head and said: "Others are fine, but this flower is absolutely not allowed! The Han Sheng Jue in Han Valley must be practiced with the help of this strange flower."

Han Sheng Jue, the supreme fighting method inherited from Han Valley.

Although no one can practice it successfully, it is a method to suppress the sect!

This Reborn Flower can be regarded as half of the inheritance of Han Valley!

"It's just that you, Han Valley, are unable to refine the Fu Rebirth Pill, right?"

Seeing Long Qianheng's polite refusal, Long Qi immediately said: "Furthermore, if I, the alchemy senior from Longwei City, can make it, I might be able to refine it. Then I can give you some of the elixirs in Han Valley! If the two seniors don't agree,

, Long Qi can only retreat and reply, maybe our elders will come by then!"

this……

Long Qianheng and the other two looked stiff.

Everyone in the Ming Dynasty could hear the real threat in Long Qi's words.

"Hmph! Even if they agree and I don't agree, even if Long Jifeng comes in person, I will tell him to get out!"

Suddenly, a clear shout came from the side, but it was the man in black robes who spoke hoarsely, with endless domineering meaning in his words.

Hear the words.

The complexions of Long Qi and others changed drastically, and they looked extremely ugly.

Who is Long Jifeng?

The old city lord of Dragon Crying City has long been hiding from the world!

It is rumored that the old city lord Long Jifeng's cultivation has reached a shocking level, and may even have reached the legendary Nascent Soul realm!

However, the man in black robe in front of him dared to speak so brazenly.

"Who are you? How dare you say such disrespectful words to our old Lord of Longcrying City!"

Long Qi was furious and asked directly.

Long Qianheng and Long Xinghe, who were standing by the side, had slight changes in their faces and felt anxious in their hearts.

They didn't expect that Long Qi would actually ignore him, so they spoke angrily. The black-robed man in front of them had a background that was no weaker than that of Long Crying City.

Moreover, he himself is a peerless strong man who travels across Central Continent!

Bang~

next moment.

There was a muffled sound, and a terrifying force struck from across the air, directly knocking the dragon copy away.

"Little doll, do you know that not many people dare to talk to me like this!"
Chapter completed!