"Get up! I have a deep connection with the Spirit Clan, and helping you is a matter of my own." Long Chen helped the old man up and said.
"Captain Haofeng, how are we here? Is the loss big?" Qiuqiu asked.
"Hey, we were ambushed continuously. When we were separated from Lord Saint, we still had more than 40,000 people. Now..." A look of sadness appeared on the face of the leader of Haofeng.
There are more than 40,000 people, and now there are only so many people left. It can be seen how tragic this escape was.
"By the way, how did you know this hero?" asked the patriarch Haofeng.
Qiuqiu was immediately embarrassed, but Qiuqiu did not hide it, so he told everything he had provoked Long Chen.
The leader of the Haofeng clan was speechless. This opportunity was unexpected. It would be a blessing in disguise.
"Captain Haofeng, the master promises to help us. You should take him to see Lord Saint as soon as possible." Qiuqiudao.
"this……"
Hearing Qiuqiu's words, the leader of Haofeng suddenly became hesitant. Obviously, the whereabouts of Lord Saint cannot be easily known by outsiders. If Long Chen has any bad intentions towards Lord Saint, it will be troublesome.
At this time, Qiuqiu's soul fluctuations became frequent. It was obvious that he was using the secret method to communicate with the leader of Haofeng. The leader of Haofeng looked at Xiao He'er sleeping behind Long Chen in surprise, and immediately said with shame:
"Sorry, I judge a gentleman with the heart of a villain."
Long Chen smiled slightly without any displeasure: "Be careful to make the ten thousand-year-old ship is of great importance, and it is appropriate to be cautious."
"Thank you for your understanding. I will take you to see Lord Saint." The leader of the Haofeng clan said hurriedly.
Before, he was a little hesitant, but when the Qiuqiu revealed Xiao He'er's identity, the leader of Haofeng immediately put down all his guards.
"Do we need to fix it? After all, we just experienced a big battle, and our strength needs to be restored, and many people need healing." An immortal strong man suggested.
I just experienced a big battle, and many people were injured very seriously. Now that the big battle has passed, many people need to heal, and even the immortal strong man needs to recover.
"Everyone, be patient. On the battlefield, the situation changes rapidly, and no one knows what accident will happen.
We will find Lord Saint early and feel at ease sooner." Long Chen suggested.
Haofeng nodded. He thought so too, so the injured could only endure the pain and set off on the road.
Long Chen summoned the ball to the side, gave it some healing medicine, gave it to the injured, and distributed some pills to restore physical strength. After everyone took the pill, they were immediately energetic. When they looked at Long Chen again, their eyes changed.
"Senior Long Chen, is he actually an alchemy master?" The leader of the Haofeng tribe led everyone forward and asked while walking.
"Senior, just call me Long Chen. I dare not be a master of alchemy, I just understand it a little." Long Chen said.
The Haofeng tribe is so old that he calls Long Chen Senior, making Long Chen feel uncomfortable.
What Long Chen didn't know was that the strong men of the Earth Spirit Clan had just arrived at the human race and did not know the title of the human race. They only knew that most of the people here called the strong men were called seniors, so they followed them.
"Captain Haofeng, if everyone is in good health, we should speed up! I always feel a bad feeling." Long Chen said.
"good"
The leader of the Haofeng clan was also extremely worried about the Saint. After all, when they separated, they only attracted a small number of strong people, and did not successfully attract traffic. They did not know how the Saint was doing.
The leader of Haofeng led everyone to gallop along the way, but he stopped and took out a drop of blood and used the blood as a guide to determine the direction.
After four or five pauses, the arrow transformed by the essence and blood of the Haofeng clan leader pointed in one direction and trembled rapidly.
"No, Lord Saint was severely injured and his life was in danger." The face of the Haofeng patriarch changed drastically.
"Qiuqiu and I will go first."
"Buzz"
The Kunpeng wings behind Long Chen were stretched open, and the ball jumped on Long Chen's shoulders as soon as possible. The wings trembled, the space roared, and Long Chen's figure disappeared in an instant.
"Fast, fast, go forward at full speed, rescue Lord Saint."
The leader of the Haofeng clan yelled, and everyone burst out with all their strength and moved forward desperately.
"Boom..."
Long Chen's wings tear apart the void, like galloping lightning, Long Chen's spiritual consciousness unfolded, and his perception was open to the extreme.
Because without the guidance of the leader of Haofeng, he only knew the general direction, but the direction of the saint was constantly changing. If he couldn't do it well, he would miss it.
Long Chen was speeding rapidly, the world was constantly twisting, and his speed was extremely fast, but the ball was extremely nervous at this time, and he wished that Long Chen would come to the side of Lord Saint immediately.
“Finally found.”
Long Chen rang for a stick of incense and suddenly felt a faint fluctuation, which was the aftermath left after the battle on the battlefield.
When Long Chen approached the battlefield, he quickly captured the breath of the strong, and then he saw the divine light everywhere in the shattered void ahead.
"Boom..."
Long Chen came through the air and passed through the battlefield. Countless strong men on the battlefield were fighting fiercely. The earth had been sunk, the void was penetrated, and corpses were everywhere, which was extremely tragic.
When Long Chen's figure streaked through the void, the terrifying wind plowed across the earth, countless powerful people were taken to fly.
"It's the breath of Lord Saint, right in front of you." Qiuqiu shouted.
Without Qiuqiu shouting, Long Chen also sensed the aura of a saint-level powerful man. However, unlike the red-haired monster, the aura of this saint seemed to be suppressed by some force, and seemed weak and had a sensation.
"boom"
With a shocking explosion, the flying rainbow stirred, hundreds of immortal strong men flew backwards, and the battlefield was empty. Then, Long Chen saw a woman holding a colorful longbow and purple gems inlaid with eyebrows.
The woman looked twenty-seven or eight years old, wearing a long green dress, naked arms, and with seven or eight shocking wounds on her skin, and her skirt was stained with blood.
The longbow in his hand burst out with a dazzling divine light as bright as the sun. I don’t know what magical powers were used, and they bounced all the immortal strong men away in an instant.
"puff"
After this attack, her face quickly dimmed, and her smooth skin seemed to be eroded by some force, and her whole body lost its spirit.
"Saint Lord"
Qiuqiu let out a hysterical roar. The woman was no one else, but the patron saint of their earthly spirit race.
"What a shit saint, today I, Zhao Qingyu, want to kill the saint."
At this moment, an arrogant voice came. Before he could see the person, he heard the sound first, and then a big hand, with a huge bloody energy, slapped the woman.
Long Chen was startled by the surging qi and blood. He had never seen such a terrifying qi and blood power since his debut. Compared with this qi and blood power, the immortal power was simply not worth mentioning.
"If you want to kill the saints, then I'll take you on the road."
The woman gritted her teeth, stretched out a jade hand and pressed it on the gem between her eyebrows.
"not good……"
Qiuqiu exclaimed, and it knew that if she used the power of the gem, she would also die.
"Your lord, you die with him. You look down on him so much. Let me meet him."
"Buzz"
Chapter completed!