By the time he finished speaking, the person was already more than ten kilometers away.
"Brother Ling Hao, you don't have to worry now!"
Zi Ling's voice sounded in Ling Hao's mind, her tone slightly weak.
Obviously, You Pu's attack just now caused a lot of injuries to her and damaged her energy.
"Yeah!" Ling Hao nodded and replied.
Although he was curious about where Qin Yuxin and Xuan Chenxi were now, it was enough to at least prove that both of them were safe!
"Zi Ling, how are you, are you okay?" Ling Hao continued to ask.
"That old man just now was very strong. He took away part of my energy. I need to take a rest." Zi Ling responded.
"Can I do something for you?" Ling Hao spoke again.
"Thank you, Brother Ling Hao, no need!" Zi Ling said: "I just need to stay in your body, and I will recover soon!"
"Then you have a good rest!" Ling Hao nodded in response.
Bang!
At the same time, a loud noise came from three or four kilometers away.
I saw Mr. Wu from the Dao Protector League being knocked away five to six hundred meters by the palm of one of the seventh-grade holy emperors, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Not bad. With the two of us working together, we can still hold on for so long. Even if you die, it's worth it." The old man on the other side looked at Mr. Wu and said.
"Stop talking nonsense to him, make a quick decision, kill him and help others!" The other seventh-grade Saint Emperor said in a deep voice.
"Okay!" the old man responded.
Then, he raised his hand to form a mark and struck towards Mr. Wu, whipping up a gust of wind.
Bang!
Just as the mark was halfway through, it was blocked by a blade and made a loud noise.
"Huh?" The seventh-grade Saint Emperor frowned slightly and looked at Ling Hao, who was coming from the sky.
"Boy, you came just in time to avoid me having to look for you specially!"
"Mr. Wu, take this pill first, then adjust your breathing, and leave them both to me!"
Ling Hao ignored the other party, took out a pill from his body and threw it to Mr. Wu.
"Thank you, Mr. Ling!" Mr. Wu took the elixir and drank it before saying, "Mr. Ling, they are both seventh-grade holy emperors. Let's go together..."
"No, you can go help Mr. Zhuo and the others after you take a rest. I'll handle it here." Ling Hao interrupted him.
"Then Mr. Ling, be careful!" Mr. Wu didn't insist anymore.
"Boy, you are really arrogant. Do you really think..." The old man on the other side looked at Ling Hao with contempt.
However, before he finished speaking, an arc-shaped sword flashed in front of him with the force of lightning and thunder.
"You are looking for death!" The old man frowned and raised his hand to block it.
Bang!
A muffled sound was heard, and the old man who hurriedly took action was knocked back a hundred meters.
And just when he stabilized his body, a violent wind surged in, and strong winds blew wherever it passed.
"Mr. He, be careful!" the man in gray robe not far away shouted before he could take action.
As the words rang out, he raised his hand to form a mark and hit Ling Hao.
"Huh?!" After sensing the crisis, the old man's pupils shrank sharply and his face turned pale instantly.
He deliberately tried to dodge, but once the Tianxuan Finger was used, there was no way to retreat within a kilometer radius.
The old man was also aware of his situation. At this moment, he thought that if he tried to avoid it, he would definitely die a worse death, so he quickly used ten of his power to block it.
