"Who are you?"
Ye Wushuang, who was about to kill Long Ao, suddenly saw the Heavenly God before him. His heart skipped a beat.
Although he was not afraid of a Heavenly God, it was not a good thing for a Heavenly God to interfere at this time.
"Long Batian."
Long Batian?
Ye Wushuang's expression changed when he heard Long Batian's name. He was in disbelief.
As the saying went, a person's reputation was like a tree's shadow. Long Batian was too famous. Long Family had shocked the world back then.
However, Long Batian was too reckless and was killed by Long Family in the end. Everyone in the world knew about that. But now?
Long Batian, who had already fallen, was standing right in front of him.
What had happened?
Could it be a Rebirth Stage martial artist?
Other than that, there was no other explanation. Why would Long Batian appear before him out of nowhere?
Ye Wushuang's expression became more serious as he thought about this. The Rebirth Stage martial artist's reputation was enough to intimidate Ye Wushuang.
"Are you scared?"
The more Long Batian acted like this, the more uncertain Ye Wushuang was. Was he going to leave just like that?
Ye Wushuang was almost certain that the hundred drops of dragon blood were in Long Ao's hands. Although he did not know how Long Ao did it, the truth was right before his eyes.
"Long Ao, hand over the hundred drops of dragon blood and we'll forget about the grudge between us. Otherwise, you should know the consequences."
"I'll keep you company anytime."
Ye Wushuang sneered when he heard that. In the end, Ye Wushuang left because he was not confident that he could kill Long Batian. If he failed, his life would be in danger.
Long Ao was finally relieved when he saw Ye Wushuang's disappearing figure.
Although Long Ao was very confident in the ancestor's strength, no matter what, Ye Wushuang was not only a Heavenly God martial artist, but also a God-rank Formation Master. Once the battle started, it was still unknown who would win.
"Ao 'er, what happened to the girl?"
Long Ao did not hide anything in the slightest and recounted everything that happened just now in full detail.
Long Batian began to examine Tong Ling 'er's body, but in the end, he shook his head helplessly. "Such a powerful formation. Unless a god-level formation master personally comes, this girl will definitely die."
Long Ao already knew this would happen.
Without saying anything, Long Ao brought Tong Linger to a secret room and gently placed the little girl's body on a soft bed.
Looking at the young girl on the soft couch, Long Ao clenched his fists tightly. He kept warning himself in his heart that no matter what happened, he could not let anything happen to Tong Linger. Otherwise, how would he explain it to Yu Yin in the future?
The Dao of Formations.
Long Ao was very clear about one thing. If he wanted to save Tong Ling 'er, he had to use the array formation to undo the array formation in his body.
There weren't many God-level Array Masters in this world. At this time, where would he find a God-level Array Master? It seemed that everything depended on himself.
However, he didn't have much time left, and Tong Ling 'er could die at any time.
With no other choice, Long Ao could only find Long Fu and ask directly, "Long Fu, do you have a way to temporarily suppress the array formation in the little girl's body?"
"That shouldn't be a problem, but I can only help master suppress it for ten days. After ten days, even I can't do anything."
Ten days.
With a heavy heart, Long Ao left the Dragon Seal Space and sat quietly in the hall alone. He thought of various ways to save Tong Ling 'er, but no matter how he thought about it, he still came up with nothing.
"Ao 'er."
Looking at his grandfather who suddenly came in, Long Ao smiled bitterly.
In the entire Dragon Sect, only a few people dared to come in at this time, and Long Haoshi was one of them.
Looking at his grandson before him, Long Haoshi sighed deeply in his heart. Because of Ye Wushuang, he already knew that a god-level formation master was the most powerful existence in the world. Now that his grandson had offended such an existence, trouble would probably come endlessly in the future.
"Ao 'er, you still haven't thought of a way?"
Nodding, Long Ao did not hide anything from his grandfather. He told him the truth, "Grandfather, I didn't expect Ye Wushuang to be a Divine Dao martial artist and a god-level formation master. This time, Tong Ling 'er was attacked by Ye Wushuang in order to save me. I don't know if she's dead or alive. I feel guilty."
Long Ao knew that Tong Ling 'er was almost killed by Ye Wushuang in order to save him.
Not to mention Tong Ling 'er's identity, even if it was an ordinary person, Long Ao would feel guilty.
Long Ao did not blame anyone, nor was he angry at Ye Wushuang. This was because he knew deeply that in this world, everything depended on strength.
With strength, one would have status.
Without strength, one was trash.
In this dog-eat-dog world, there was only one way to better survive and protect his family and brothers. That was the only way, and that was to have strength.
Long Ao knew that his current strength was still far from enough.
The Heavenly Saint Stage was a long way from the Great Emperor Stage and even the Divine Dao martial artist Stage.
Now that he had completely fallen out with Ye Wushuang, if it was an ordinary person, of course, Long Ao could ignore it. However, even if the patriarch was overseeing Ye Wushuang, it would probably be very difficult to block Ye Wushuang's attack.
If Ye Wushuang was only a Divine Dao martial artist, he believed that with the patriarch overseeing him, Ye Wushuang would not dare to act rashly.
However, the problem now was that Ye Wushuang was not only a Heavenly God martial artist, but also a god-level formation master. Once he used the formation to deal with him, how could he resist?
Thinking of this, Long Ao's expression became more and more solemn.
"Ao 'er, this matter is very troublesome. Why don't we leave this place and hide temporarily? We can come out when we have enough strength to fight Ye Wushuang."
Regarding his grandfather's meaning, Long Ao naturally knew it clearly.
However, Long Ao was very unwilling because hiding this time was to tell Ye Wushuang that he was afraid of him. However, if he did not hide, not only him, but even his family would be in trouble.
If he was alone, he could leave at any time. However, the problem now was that there were countless people behind him. With the Dragon Sect, he definitely could not leave. Since that was the case, this seemed to be the only way.
"Grandfather, let's put this matter aside for now. With the patriarch overseeing the sect, I believe that Ye Wushuang would not dare to come rashly without full confidence. I have to save Tong Linger in ten days. Otherwise, it will be very troublesome."
"What should we do?" Long Haoshi also knew the seriousness of the matter. A Heavenly God martial artist with the help of a formation. If his grandson could save her, he believed that he would not be so upset here.
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