After hearing what Long Xiangtian said, Prince Long suddenly burst into laughter. There was a hint of ridicule in this laughter, which made Long Xiangtian frown again and again, but he didn't understand what this kid meant?
"Do you think what I said is wrong?" Long Xiangtian asked tentatively, with a slight dissatisfaction in his tone.
"If you knew that Zhuo Yifan was about to break through to become a god, would you still say such ridiculous things?" Prince Long asked angrily.
When Long Xiangtian heard this, his eyes suddenly widened and he asked with surprise: "What did you say? You said Zhuo Yifan was about to break through to the gods? How did you know?"
"He said it himself, and I heard it with my own ears. Do you still suspect that I lied to you?" Prince Long explained conclusively.
"Did he say it himself? Has he already reached the state of Dzogchen? Is he going to pass the tribulation soon?" Long Xiangtiandi's face was full of shock. He believed that Prince Long would not lie to him about this kind of thing.
After all, the answer will be revealed over time, and there is no need for him to tell this lie.
But if this news is true, it really surprised Long Xiangtian. Once Zhuo Yifan reaches the state of becoming a god, is it necessary for them to continue fighting? Unless they also enter the state of becoming a god, otherwise they will not be able to fight at all.
It’s not a battle on the same level!
"What? After hearing this news, even you think what you said before is too ridiculous?" Seeing Long Xiangtian's ugly face, Prince Long sneered again.
"Why are you happy? Isn't this good news for you? So what if he is about to enter the realm of god transformation? Can't we go up?" Long Xiangtian snorted disapprovingly.
When Prince Long heard this, his expression changed. He didn't know what he thought of, but his originally ugly expression suddenly relaxed and returned to his usual calm expression.
"We'd better try to find a way out quickly. There's still more than a day left, and we must find the way out as soon as possible. Otherwise, we won't be able to get out!" Prince Long reminded at this time, changing the topic.
Long Xiangtian was stunned when he heard this, then nodded and said: "You are right, we have to find a way to find an exit. If we can't get out within seven days, we will never get out again! Logically speaking, we now have to find an exit.
We should have reached the last section of the snow cave, not far from the exit."
"It's a pity that the spiritual weapon I finally found was destroyed by Zhuo Yifan!" Looking at the broken Qingfeng sword on the ground, Prince Long's face darkened again. This matter
, making him unable to let go.
"It's not a big deal. It only means that the spiritual weapon in Zhuo Yifan's hand is more powerful than the one you got. Even if it can be preserved, it is probably of little use. Besides, our Long family really lacks one or two spiritual weapons.
Huh?" Long Xiangtian chuckled disapprovingly.
"But this snowy trial has yielded nothing. How can we have the face to explain to our ancestors?" Prince Long reminded with an ugly expression.
"It's not that I gained nothing. In the three days I was separated from you, I found two spiritual weapons." Long Xiangtian changed the subject and the smile on his face became even brighter.
Prince Long was stunned when he heard this, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face. Long Xiangtian actually got two spiritual weapons? He never expected it at this time!
"Bring it here!" Prince Long waved to the two men behind him, and then the two men each took out a canvas bag from their arms. At this time, the characteristic cloth bag of the ancestor of the Long family can cover up the breath of the spiritual weapon without