Chapter 4768 You Got the Wrong Person

The four of Ling Han continued to dispatch, and went to the places of the other eight disciples respectively.

Sure enough, their cultivation bases are either half-saints or one-star or two-star saints. After being "created", they can only practice again. They can become saints in hundreds of years, which is already a remarkable miracle.

Some people have already refined the Shiyuan Immortal Medicine, and some haven't, so naturally the four Ling Han will not be polite and copied it!

Ling Han tied up all nine disciples, and wanted to see if another nine disciples would be created.

"slip!"

When they left the city, Ling Han immediately began to refine the immortal medicine.

A total of four Shiyuan-level immortal medicines have been obtained, and all of them are now handed over to Ling Han.

——Big Black Dog They all know that only by pushing Ling Han's cultivation up as soon as possible can they fight against the Jedi and truly have the right to survive.

Ling Han is not polite, we are all a family, there is no need for this.

But the higher the realm, the greater the consumption of the source material. Moreover, Ling Han discovered that although this is a source-level fairy medicine, the content of the source material in it is not high, and the four plants combined are comparable to the previous ones. The one he got.

Fortunately, after he refined the four celestial medicines, the rules of his body also reached fifty-four.

It is astonishing that he can achieve such an achievement when his body has only passed away three times.

"It's a little bit worse, a little bit worse." Ling Han murmured, getting closer and closer to the quasi-emperor level combat power.

They were really skilled and daring, and they returned to Longshou City, wondering if there would be another nine disciples appearing.

It turns out... nothing.

Is it because people didn't die, or was the time too short?

What surprised the four of Ling Han even more was that although the nine disciples were missing, the True Dragon Emperor didn't respond at all, and was still in retreat.

Here, what's going on?

If Ling Han and the others knew that Emperor Zhenlong was killed by Emperor Senluo before, they can now speculate whether this emperor has just been "created" and needs a lot of time to return to the emperor level Woolen cloth?

It's a pity that they only cared about escaping back then, and neither Emperor Qingluan nor Emperor Senluo could have specially informed them, right?

However, an unrestrained guest came to Longshou City.

Mo Ziyun.

Why are these girls here?

That's right, she was tricked by Ling Han, so she naturally wanted to go to Longshou City to find someone.

Ling Han couldn't help but think, after this little girl ran here, she found out that the Nine Kings were missing again, what would be in her mind?

She took it for granted that everyone in the city was lying to her, so instead of going to Lianzhan, she insisted on asking for an explanation.

Uh, this is my own fault.

"Xiaohanzi, it looks like this is your handwriting." The big black dog said immediately.

Ling Han's face was righteous: "Nonsense!"

However, Mo Ziyun suddenly left again, leaving in a very hasty manner.

Hey, what's the situation?

Ling Han was curious, based on what he knew about Mo Ziyun, would the other party give up so easily?

"Go, let's follow."

Ling Han and the others hung behind Mo Ziyun.

If it's just Brother Hou and the others, then Mo Ziyun will definitely find out, after all, Mo Ziyun's strength is still higher than them.

However, it's different with Ling Han around, his current strength is getting closer and closer to Emperor Zhun, if Mo Ziyun didn't find out, the other party really wouldn't be able to find out.

Because the weather was good, they arrived at Qingluan City more than ten days later, and there was almost no waiting, and they saw Mo Ziyun leaving the city again.

This time, she was not alone, but was accompanied by other disciples of Emperor Qingluan.

There are eight people in total.

"It seems that they are going to carry out some action." Xiao Qinglong said.

"No matter what the action is, there will be no good." The big black dog barked, "Let's go, let's stop them."

Ling Han waved his hand: "No hurry, let's see what they want to do first."

The four people followed, while the eight people in front were unaware and walked forward.

During this period,

Their luck was not good, and they frequently encountered storms in the sky and earth, which made Ling Han almost chase them away.

Fortunately, after seeing no one several times, he chased after him, and finally controlled the situation.

This line, that is, seven years, finally came to the place.

In fact, the actual time spent on the road is not long, but the storms in the sky and the earth are too terrifying, they have to hide when they encounter them, sometimes they have to go around, and they are even forced to change their routes, which makes their progress very slow .

Mo Ziyun and the others came to a lake.

This surprised Ling Han, because he had never seen a lake in the primordial abyss.

This lake is not big, the widest part is only ten miles, and the narrowest part is only about two miles, it looks very narrow and long, and the lake water is as black as ink, and I don't know what kind of liquid it is.

The lake is not calm and waveless, but is slowly rotating, forming two holes on the left and right, one moving clockwise and the other counterclockwise, which is very strange.

Mo Ziyun and his team were not the only ones here, there were four other teams, Ling Han recognized them immediately, they were all disciples of the Great Emperor who participated in the Nine Cities Contest.

Hey, so many disciples of the Great Emperor came here, why?

Ling Han believed that other disciples of the Great Emperor would also come, it was just a matter of priority.

Sure enough, a few months later, three more teams arrived, making a total of eight teams.

Obviously, if Ling Han hadn't wiped out the disciples of the True Dragon Emperor, there should be nine teams here now.

"I don't know what they are plotting." The big black dog was curious and itchy.

"Want to know?" Ling Han smiled.

"Do you have a solution?" The big black dog asked.

"Go up and ask if you don't know." Ling Han took it for granted.

"Hey, is that okay?"

"Of course, you can just say that you are a new disciple of the True Dragon Emperor." Ling Han said, anyway, in the knowledge of Mo Ziyun and others, all the old eight disciples died, and only A nine kings.

So, isn't it good to impersonate?

The big black dog got excited immediately: "Then you give the silver battle armor to Lord Dog!"

Ling Han exchanged battle armor with the big black dog, seeing that the big black dog still did not forget to take off the iron underwear when wearing the battle armor, and then put it on outside again, Ling Han immediately had an urge to hit someone.

Is this going forward indomitably on the path of the sage and never turning back?

"Little ones, follow Master Dog!" The big black dog man stood upright, with his front paws clipped backwards, and swaggered towards the lake.

As soon as the four of them came out, they immediately attracted the attention of Mo Ziyun and the others, and they all looked over.

Hey, who are these four?

What a strange combination!

Even though they were wearing battle armor, they could still see clearly that only one of them was a human, and then there were dogs, monkeys... and a four-legged snake?

"You are—" Mo Ziyun immediately stared at Ling Han, only feeling that this person gave her a feeling of deja vu.

"I'm not!" Ling Han quickly shook his head, "You've got the wrong person."

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