But just when the nine people jumped up and were about to enter the crack, they heard a cold snort coming from the mist of the mountain. Then, a purple-red arm that was dozens of feet in size suddenly emerged from
The mist stretched out and waved gently towards the nine people from a long distance away.
With this wave, the heaven and earth roared and reverberated, and a series of ripples immediately appeared in the void between the arm and the nine people. The nine people's whole bodies were shaken, as if they were bombarded by a powerful force.
The blood collapsed, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out as his face turned pale. He fell to the ground while rolling backwards. Although he was not dead, his whole body seemed to explode and he was unable to stand up.
"He's not dead yet? It's caused by the weak veins of Lord Tianlong. It shouldn't be underestimated. After all, there is still some inheritance of Lord Tianlong in your bloodline..." As the gloomy voice echoed, there was something unknown in the mist.
What method was used inside to make the beast-like roar coming from the holy pavilion contain a trace of pain.
"It's just a sealed strange beast. It's not difficult to get... This seal can limit most of your power. I'll see how you resist!" There was a trace of joy in those gloomy words.
But at this moment, a low roar came from the distant sky.
"Thief, you are so brave to destroy my holy pavilion!" The voice that followed was the angry middle-aged man before. Behind him, followed by a woman in purple who was beautiful but cold as ice.
This woman has entered middle age, but her beauty has not diminished at all. There is a sinister look in her eyes at this moment, which contains the same anger and murderous intent.
After the two of them arrived, without any hesitation, they suddenly rushed into the crack and entered the majestic black mist in the crack. Immediately afterwards, earth-shattering roars continued to be heard in the black mist, and even more
A low roar.
Long Tian didn't know everything that happened here. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care. The most important thing for him now is to return to his family as quickly as possible.
He wanted to see if the family... was still...
He wanted to see if his clansmen were...well...
After his nervousness, anxiety, and madness, he has now turned into silence. He is running silently on this land and in the snow. A long time has passed since Long Ao left. The sky is still slightly bright. Long Tian knows that with that
With the speed of the snow python, Long Ao and the others might have returned to their family long ago.
"Be sure nothing happens..." Long Tian's body kept galloping in the air, showing the strongest speed in his life.
His speed was so fast that at first glance he was still close, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the distance. He flew desperately, even ignoring his fatigue. In order to speed up even faster, the forty-nine fever filled his body.
The long river of Yuanli continuously explodes, in exchange for more lasting power, making his speed faster.
When the sky was completely lit up, when the early sun raised its head and its rays of light fell on the earth, reflected by the snow on the ground in a dazzling silver light, Long Tian flew out of the large plain where he was before and rushed into the dry
In the jungle, he was close to the place where his mother's bones were buried.
This distance, if he had changed his previous speed, would have taken him most of a day to cover, but now, with his silence, it only took him less than two hours.
This speed is already extremely fast and unbelievable, but in Longtian, it still feels too slow!
He didn't scream anymore, but in the silence, countless veins bulged on his legs, and he shuttled through the jungle. In a flash, he jumped up suddenly, and used the strength to rush out again, in mid-air.
During this continuous running, Long Tian's body was covered with sweat. Not only did his legs hurt, but almost every part of his body was in pain at this moment.
Time passed little by little, and gradually, it was almost noon. The snow in the sky was no longer falling. The sky was cloudless and clear. But in the mid-air on the earth, there was such a figure, running silently. He
The sweat could not even flow down the skin and was immediately left behind.
What supports Long Tian is persistence and perseverance. He is anxious about the comfort of his family and worried about the life and death of his tribe. This indescribable feeling makes him feel as if his body is empty. All that exists is his persistent running.
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The distance that originally took a full six hours to cover without stopping was now gradually being pulled closer by Long Tian at that noon hour. Slowly, Long Tian's eyes showed excitement and nervousness.
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He was getting closer and closer to his family, and the pounding sound of his heartbeat echoed throughout his body, making his nervousness and anxiety several times stronger. He was afraid of seeing the collapse of his family, and of seeing the corpses on the ground.
He was afraid, but his speed did not slow down at all, and there was even more fierceness contained in his body.
When the outline of the Long family finally appeared in his eyes, Long Tian's body trembled violently and tears flowed down.
From a distance, the family's gate collapsed, and the huge wooden fence around it was broken in many places, and thin black smoke was rising from it. It was obvious that it had experienced a war.
Within the family, it was not silent, but there were a large number of clan members, as if they were gathering.
Seeing that most of the clan members were fine, Long Tian's anxiety eased slightly, but what followed was a murderous intention, a monstrous murderous intention against the enemies who destroyed the Long family.
Long Tian swayed and went straight to the family. Before he could get close, he was immediately seen by people in the family. Each of these people suddenly looked wary, but when they saw Long Tian's appearance, they all became confused.
He relaxed, and the fatigue in his expression was hard to conceal.
With tears in his eyes, Long Tian returned to the family, walked through the door that was blown into pieces, and walked into the family. He saw the exhaustion of those people and saw dozens of corpses on the ground in the center of the family.
Those corpses are familiar to every Longtian, they are his people. Beside the corpses, someone is crying, they are their close relatives. The crying echoes in the family, making Long Tian's heart sting as if it is about to drop.
Out of blood.
He saw those ordinary tribesmen, all with sad expressions, showing fear and confusion, quickly packing their luggage and running towards the place where the families gathered.
He saw those little children, with tears and fear on their young faces, holding on to their mother's hand, as if once they let go, they would never be able to touch it again...
Many houses in the family have collapsed, the ground is very messy, and there are shocking blood stains everywhere. It is obvious that there was a war here not long ago.
Looking at it, Long Tian held his hands tightly, and his eyes showed hatred. It was a rare hatred and killing in a boy less than twenty years old!