Nine Turning Stars

But at this moment, Long Ao's seventh needle was completely left in the Heavenly Spirit. If not for the fact that everyone in the clan bought enough time for him regardless of life and death, he would not be able to complete this sacrifice.

Opening his eyes abruptly, Long Ao uttered a terrifying roar. In this roar, there was anger at the death of his clansmen and a murderous intent. He charged forward and fought again with the approaching Cheng Ji. Go straight to the sky.

All of this happened in an instant, unimaginably fast. Long Tian felt a pain on his right cheek. It was a fragment of an image shot out, drawing a bloodstain, and the blood flowed, but Long Tian couldn't feel the pain. , he saw Long Xue, his body withered rapidly, and before he fell, he turned into a thin and emaciated appearance.

Long Tian's mind went blank, and he stepped forward to hug the falling Long Xue. Long Xue's face was ruined. At this moment, blood was continuously overflowing from the corner of his mouth in the skinny bones. She looked at Long Tian who was hugging her, but smiled.

"Are you Long Tian?" She struggled as if she wanted to raise her hand to touch Long Tian's face, but she lost her strength.

"Yes, I am!" Long Tian said softly with a sad expression.

"You're not..." Long Xue murmured, her eyes lost their luster and became hollow, her hand was also put down, shaking, and gradually stopped moving.

At this moment, Long Ao, who was fighting Cheng Ji to death in the sky, let out a loud roar.

"Tian'er, take the clansmen and go!!" With his roar, a ray of light suddenly fell from the sky. With a shock, the sound of crackling rose from the sky, but a huge gully, tens of feet wide, suddenly split open.

It can't see the end at a glance, and it seems to separate the family crowd from the extremely chasing soldiers that may appear at any time. In this crack and gully, a light curtain rises into the sky.

There were no tears in Long Tian's eyes, but a terrible silence. Long Kong beside him seemed to want to say something, but after seeing Long Tian's eyes, he swallowed it vigorously. At this moment, Long Tian made him feel terrified. .

There was a void in his eyes, like a dead person, but within that void, there were star shadows flickering.

Gently putting down Long Xue's body, Long Tian picked up a fragment of the image from the ground, and put the treasured one in his arms.

On his face, the wound cut by the fragments of the image was shocking. He didn't wipe the blood, but his eyes fell on the clansman.

"Let's go!" Long Tian only said this word, helped up Long Qingtian, helped up the dying ancestor, handed it over to Long Kong and others, and walked at the forefront of the team.

Long Zhi is not dead, he lost an arm, struggling to stand up now, silently looking at Long Tian's back in front of him, he felt that at this moment, Long Tian had a strange change.

That kind of change made him feel terrible, as if some kind of aura had awakened from Longtian's body. Perhaps this aura should not have awakened and would not appear, but now it has appeared.

Long Tian's expression was calm, and his eyes became colder. He learned to endure pain and sorrow.His footsteps were steady, one step at a time, just like the previous patriarch, leading the clansmen and walking!

Holding a long sword, Long Tian walked at the forefront of the crowd. Behind him were clansmen without image protection, and there were... no old people inside.

There is still more than half of the road ahead, but Long Tian's footsteps are becoming more and more steady. In this jungle, there is too much blood left by the Long family, and the dead souls are left behind.

Now, apart from Long Tian and Long Kong, the only warrior who can continue to fight is Long Tianxiong.As for the ancestors and Long Qingtian, with the support of the clansmen, they continued to heal their injuries while traveling. They were anxious and wanted to recover as quickly as possible.

As for Long Zhi, he completely lost the qualification to continue the fight. He lost an arm, and a lot of blood flowed out. If it wasn't for Long Xin, he would have fallen already.

At this moment, Long Tianxiong was also covered with blood all over his body. In silence, he was at the back of the crowd, his expression was sometimes in a trance. There were complex and indescribable thoughts in it. Whenever this kind of thoughts appeared, he They will hold their chest tightly.

As if there, there is a force that can support him and continue walking.

In the sky, the battle between Long Ao and Cheng Ji turned into a roar, which lasted for a long time until late at night, until the sky was bright.

Because of the ravines in the earth, because of the light curtain rising from the sky, because of the supernatural power of Long Qingtian sacrificing his life, all these things bought a lot of time for the family's relocation.

When the day dawned, everyone in the Long family was exhausted. They had walked for two consecutive nights. In this cold, they didn't seem to be able to last long, but they still gritted their teeth and moved at the fastest speed.

The sky was already bright, and the sun was shining on the earth, falling on the tribesmen in the jungle, giving them a slight warmth, but the snow on the earth was bitingly cold.

"According to our speed, we will be able to reach Tianlong Villa by this time tomorrow!" Long Kong whispered beside Longtian.

"There is one last day!" Long Kong clenched his fists.

"It's not a day, it's half a day!" Long Tian was silent for a moment, and spoke hoarsely as he walked.

Hearing that Long Tian was finally no longer silent, Long Kong secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and he was very worried about that Long Tian was in that silent state.

"Tonight, you should be able to walk into the area of ​​Tianlong Villa. If you leave this jungle, you will be much safer." Long Tian said calmly.

"I hope this day will be safe..." Long Kong glanced back at the clansmen, looked at their tired looks, and sighed inwardly. He then looked at Long Tian in front of him. His thin back made him feel like A ridge-like illusion.

After an hour passed slowly, a faint voice came from the crowd, and the voice was firm and swaying.

"Long Tian, ​​let me stay."

The person who spoke was the dragon flute who had been seriously injured before and played the song of death. He was taken away by the tribe, but now, he can't continue, and he doesn't want to drag the footsteps of the tribe.

Struggling to stand up, Long Di looked ahead, Long Tian stopped to look at him with a smile on his face, walked to the big tree beside him, sat down there, touched the wound on his body, and blood flowed out again.

"You guys... let's go..." Long Di took out the bone xun and put it near his mouth, as if he was about to play music, but he didn't have the strength to look at the sky and wait for death to come.

Long Tian was silent, also closed his eyes but opened them soon, he did not speak, but took a deep look at Long Di, turned around and led the clansmen, and continued on their way.

Along the way, several clansmen smiled and stayed behind, unwilling to drag the clansmen down.Among them, Long Zhi also thought so, but amidst Long Xin's crying and forcibly carrying his back, he couldn't say those words.