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Chapter 1337

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At this moment.

All of Long Bo's attention was focused on Long Ao. He did not expect another Long Ao to appear.

The result?

Reincarnation doppelganger appeared behind Long Bo.

One in front and one behind.

The doppelganger's speed and strength were stronger than Long Ao's.

Holding the God Slaying Sword, the doppelganger slashed at Long Bo. The terrifying Master God Sword Qi struck down like lightning.

If it was an ordinary person, being attacked by Long Ao and the doppelganger from the front and back, they would be severely injured even if they did not die.

Long Bo was startled.

The doppelganger's aura could not be completely absent. Therefore, Long Bo could still sense it clearly.

Even so, Long Bo was almost hit by the Sword Qi.

He dodged the Sword Qi from the doppelganger. At this moment, Long Ao's body had already darted out. Clenching his fists, he punched out viciously.

Long Ao was full of confidence.

The reason why he did not kill Long Bo earlier was because he did not use his full strength. After all, he was afraid of a backlash.

But now, Long Ao no longer had any worries. As long as his fists hit Long Bo, Long Bo would die without a doubt.

But Long Ao had already missed the best opportunity.

He threw a punch at Long Bo, but Long Bo dodged it smoothly.

He was helpless.

Having missed the opportunity, Long Ao knew that with his strength, it was almost impossible for him to find a second chance.

Retreat.

With no other choice, Long Ao could only choose to leave temporarily.

Turning around, Long Ao used space teleportation, and his body instantly disappeared without a trace.

Long Bo did not give chase. Looking at the gradually disappearing figure, he was still in a daze.

Was Long Ao really just an Earth God martial artist?

Long Ao had almost killed him just now. Even now, Long Bo was still afraid. If not for the fact that his cultivation base was higher than Long Ao's, he believed that he would have been killed by Long Ao at this moment and died in the ancient battlefield.

"Long Ao, don't think that you've won. I'll let you know what death is like."

Long Bo was still full of confidence because he knew that if Long Ao had full confidence, he would not have run away.

The biggest reason why he was defeated in the previous battle was because of his carelessness.

If he was prepared, would Long Ao still be able to hurt him?

In the distance.

Long Ao did not leave. Other than seeking opportunities in the Primordial Battlefield, he was also preparing to deal with the Martial Artists Alliance and his Long family.

Long Ao had always had a principle, and that was that if people did not offend him, he would not offend them. If people wanted to offend him, he would definitely offend them.

Since the Martial Artists Alliance and the Long family wanted to play dirty, he would play with them this time.

Although it was impossible to fight against the Martial Artists Alliance and the Long family together, Long Ao was confident that he could defeat them one by one.

Just like that.

Long Ao did not continue to rush to the Primordial Forbidden Grounds. Instead, he headed in the direction that Long Bo left.

One day and one night passed in the blink of an eye.

Every time the Primordial Battlefield opened, the disciples of the Ten Great Factions would have to deal with the dangers of the Primordial Battlefield. On top of that, they would have to be on guard against the attacks, sneak attacks, and assassinations of the other super factions.

Long Bo searched for one day and one night and barely found a few disciples of the Long family. One could imagine how big the Primordial Battlefield was.

"Eldest Senior Brother, Ye Fan is missing."

Ye Fan was a disciple of the Long family. His cultivation had reached the Earth God Realm and he was considered a talented disciple.

Long Bo was curious because he knew that after entering the Primordial Battlefield, no one would dare to make a decision without his permission. If that was the case, why would Ye Fan disappear for no reason?

Could something have happened to Ye Fan?

It was impossible for Ye Fan to lose track of him. With their cultivation, it was impossible for them to lose track of him unless they were unwilling to.

Long Bo's face turned pale because he had a feeling that this was not a simple matter.

"From now on, all of you are not allowed to leave the team. Those who disobey will be killed."

"Yes, Eldest Senior Brother."

Just like that, Long Bo's disciples followed closely and none of them left the team. Long Bo wanted to see what was going on and why they would lose a person out of the blue.

In the distance.

Everyone disappeared and Long Ao's figure gradually appeared.

The corner of Long Ao's mouth curled up into a cold smile. Ye Fan's disappearance was the doing of Long Ao. With Long Ao's strength, he could easily kill an Earth God cultivator in an instant. As for being stealthy, as long as he grasped this rare opportunity, he would not easily give it up.

One by one.

Long Ao was prepared to kill them one by one. This way, he could slowly break through Long Bo's mental defenses. By then, he would have more chances to deal with Long Bo.

As for the Martial Artists Alliance, he would deal with the Long family first.

In the Primordial Battlefield.

Blood-red clouds floated in the void of the Nine Heavens. It was worth mentioning that for some unknown reason, no matter who it was, as long as they entered the Primordial Battlefield, they were not allowed to fly and could only walk on the ground. After so many years, no one knew the reason.

Long Bo and the rest arrived at the bottom of the blood-red clouds. Strictly speaking, it was not that they wanted to enter, but that they were sucked in by the airflow as soon as they reached the outer layer of the blood-red clouds.

Great shock. The Primordial Battlefield was filled with danger. They would face life and death situations at any moment. Although Long Bo had never entered the Primordial Battlefield, he knew the situation very well. Nothing good would come out of it if they were sucked in by the airflow.

Just as expected.

"Eldest Senior Brother, what should we do now?" The others were a little flustered because the airflow around them had started to devour their Divine Souls. It was slow, but at this rate, their Divine Souls would be devoured sooner or later. By then, it would be too late.

Long Bo was also very serious. Not to mention the others, even he could not completely stop the airflow from devouring his Divine Soul. What was going on?

"Let's join forces."

Everyone nodded and attacked the airflow around them with all their might. However, it was as if they were attacking cotton balls. There was no reaction at all.

Now, Long Bo and the rest seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and could not extricate themselves.

Not far away.

Seeing this situation, Long Ao was also very surprised. Blood-red clouds covered the surroundings. He had seen Long Bo's situation with his own eyes. That was why Long Ao did not dare to get close. If he were to be sucked in, it would be a real pain in the ass.

"Qilin?"

Suddenly, a crazy roar resounded through the sky.

The blood-red clouds that were as calm as water suddenly rolled crazily, wave after wave. Not only that, a blood-red Qilin appeared at the top of the clouds.

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