Super Dragon slaughtering System

The warships stopped one after another.    

The ancient gods stood on the warships and looked at each other with ugly expressions. Then, they looked at the warship where Third Young Master Leng was.    

The Third Young Master of the Leng Family looked at the void and remained silent.    

Elder Yu, on the other hand, was regulating his breathing.    

A while later.    

"Elder Yu, we lost him"    

Third Young Master Leng said softly.    

A few breaths later, Elder Yu slowly opened his eyes. His face was much better than before, and his arm had grown back.    

"Third Young Master, we underestimated our enemy this time, but it doesn't matter. As long as we calculate his whereabouts, he still won't be able to escape."    

Elder Yu comforted him.    

Speaking of which, it was also the Third Young Master's mistake that allowed the other party to escape.    

Because he had made a mistake in his judgment, he didn't immediately send someone to kill the other party. That was why he had given the other party a chance to escape.    

Otherwise, how could the other party have escaped if he had killed the other party in an instant?    

However, things had already come to this point. No matter who he blamed, it would be useless.    

The urgent matter at hand was to think of a way to resolve this matter.    

After consoling him, Elder Yu began to count on his fingers.    

This process lasted for half a day. Third Young Master Leng could not help but frown when he saw that his face was getting paler and paler.    

"The Heavens are in chaos."    

Elder Yu stopped what he was doing and looked at Third Young Master Leng with a pale face. There was a trace of astonishment in his eyes.    

"I can't figure out his whereabouts anymore."    

"How could that be?"    

Third Young Master Leng was stunned.    

"It seems like this is our last chance at the Towering Abyss Pavilion. We won't be able to locate this kid unless the Divination Art is restored to its original state. The things on this kid's body are able to disturb the Divination Art!"    

Elder Yu shook his head slightly as his expression became increasingly solemn.    

The only fortunate thing was that it would take him many years to threaten the Leng Clan with his cultivation.    

For the time being, there was no need to consider this matter. They could discuss it slowly.    

"It must be that blade."    

Third Young Master Leng's face was grim. "Elder Yu, do you have any other ideas?"    

"Send a message to the people below us about this kid's appearance and characteristics, and ask them to pay attention to his whereabouts. If they have any news, report it to us, and we'll go and kill him.    

However, this kid might also disguise himself and act. The chances of finding him through this method is not high. "    

Old Master Yu.    

"He'll definitely make a move. Inform the people below about the scene of him making a move this time. If they see any similar methods, they'll have to send a message"    

The Third Young Master of the Leng Family smiled, "I don't believe that a mere Sacred Lord like him can really disappear without a trace under the search of our Leng Family."    

Elder Yu nodded slightly and immediately started to make arrangements for this matter.    

At the same time.    

Under the lead of the Dragon Slaying Blade, Ning Qi arrived in an unknown void.    

The last of the Dragon Slaying Blade's energy seemed to have been exhausted. It turned into a golden light and disappeared from his forehead.    

Ning Qi looked behind him. During these past few days, he had no choice but to run away with the Dragon Slaying Blade. He should have pulled a long distance away from the other party. It would not be easy for the other party to catch up to him.    

Logically speaking, the most dangerous place should be the safest. If he were to return to Ling Yuan Pavilion now, the risk would not be too great.    

However, there was one thing he had to take into account.    

The other party had the means of divination. If he had predicted that he would return to Ling Yuan Pavilion, it was very likely that he would bring the danger back to Ning Haotian and the others.    

After pondering for a while, Ning Qi set his sights on a direction and sped away. This direction was completely opposite of Ling Yuan Pavilion.    

He wanted to continue to increase the distance between him and Ling Yuan Pavilion, and create better conditions for Ning Haotian to revive.    

...    

A few days passed.    

Deep Abyss Pavilion was dead silent.    

The bustling scene of the past was no longer there.    

In the depths of a certain courtyard, inside an ice coffin, Ning Haotian's eyes suddenly moved. After that, he slowly raised his eyelids.    

Long Yunluo sensed the movement and hurriedly looked at her.    

A man and a dragon looked at each other.    

"I actually didn't die..."    

Ning Haotian murmured with a strange expression. Her cultivation base had also recovered, and she found herself buried in the ground in an instant.    

"Who are you?"    

Ning Haotian suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart and looked at Long Yunluo.    

Long Yunluo could not speak. He just bit the envelope and kept gesturing.    

After a while.    

Ning Haotian had already walked out of the ground. He held the envelope in his hand and looked at it. The more he looked at it, the more serious his expression became.    

"Primordial God Realm... No wonder I can be resurrected."    

A complicated look appeared in Ning Haotian's eyes.    

She already knew what had happened during this period of time. She also knew that she was in the Immemorial Divine World's Deep Abyss Pavilion. She also knew that this place had been turned into a bloodbath by the Leng Family.    

"Let's leave this place first and find a way to reunite with father."    

Ning Haotian waved at Long Yunluo.    

When she thought of the word 'father', she had mixed feelings in her heart. Now that she had recovered her memories in the Yang World and combined them with the memories in the Yin World, she had a feeling that she didn't know herself.    

Long Yunluo circled around Ning Haotian's arm and hung her head on her shoulder. Seeing this, Ning Haotian wanted to take her away.    

But suddenly, a voice came from behind.    

"Strange. How could Ling Yuan Pavilion be bathed in blood? You are the only one left alive?"    

Ning Haotian's eyes moved, and he slowly turned around.    

Behind her stood a woman who seemed to be in her forties.