The experiences of many monks in the Divine Fist Sect immediately attracted the attention of many people.

After all, Song Chenggu Zongheng has been around for many years and has known many friends. In Dawu, there are also leaders of several small and medium-sized sects who are in good condition.

When these monks heard the rumors about the Divine Fist Sect, they learned that Song Chenggu was in trouble, so they all left their affairs behind, hoping to help them.

Among them, there are even many monks in the Nascent Soul Realm.

However, every monk who came outside the God Fist Gate Valley was helpless in the face of the ban like the mighty heavenly power.

Whether it is the joint attack of everyone or the use of various powerful treasures and formations to break the barrier.

Many forces burst into the barrier, but they were like mud cows entering the sea, unable to cause any turmoil.

Faced with the powerful magic power as powerful as a chasm, everyone realized that it must have been the Divine Fist Sect who offended a powerful man and was punished.

Thinking of this, everyone dispersed like birds and beasts.

After all, if you die, I will not die. Although the experience of the Divine Fist Sect is surprising and surprising.

But no one has to risk offending the supreme power for the sake of a little friendship in the past and accompany the Divine Fist Sect to die.

If I was caught by the supreme powerhouse because of attacking the barrier, I would probably be a death.

Even the monks who had a close relationship with Song Chenggu could only stand outside the valley and sighed: Take care of Brother Song.

Then he left immediately, not daring to stay for a moment.

Because everyone knows that the cultivator who can reduce such punishment has such strong magic power, which is definitely not something that ordinary cultivators can compete with.

If he really annoyed the supreme power, he would probably kill everyone present with just one finger, without any effort! Song Chenggu was in the valley, and many monks were outside the valley, and everyone saw that there was only a faint barrier.

But this barrier is like a natural barrier that no one can cross.

Everyone was worried about offending the strong, so they left one after another. Although Song Chenggu was not angry, he had no choice but to do anything.

Fortunately, the person who cultivates immortals has only been three years.

Especially for the Jindan monk, sometimes when he goes into seclusion, it seems like he has had a sleep, but several years have passed in the world.

In addition, the Divine Fist Sect has accumulated a lot of food on weekdays. Although most of the disciples cannot enter into meditation and practice like him, they will pass by in a flash.

But it is not difficult to support the disciples to survive.

"Oh..." Song Chenggu sighed and looked at the sky. The hatred in his heart turned into clouds in the sky.

Although it is far away, it hides deeper.

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. This revenge of losing his son is irreconcilable. He will never give up revenge easily! Three years have passed away, keeping a low profile. Song Chenggu believes that the day he leaves the seclusion will be the death of Lin Xuan! "Do you disciples obey orders! You are in seclusion and practice, and you will come to the world again in three years!"

Song Chenggu took a deep breath, rose up from the ground, and flew into the Divine Fist Sect.

Things have reached this point, and the disciples have to accept the reality and say in unison: "Yes, Master!"

...Lin Xuan did not take the commotion of the Divine Fist Sect to heart, nor did he pay special attention to it.

But for the people in Yunzhong City, this matter is a topic of conversation after a full meal, and it is quite a big deal.

All kinds of news from the streets and alleys will naturally reach Lin Xuan’s ears.

But who would pay attention to the life and death of a nest of ants?

For the people of Yunzhongcheng, the strange things about the Shenquan Sect are enough to talk about ten days and half a month, and it is not surprising.

But for Lin Xuan, the people in the Divine Fist Sect were just a group of ants who were overestimating their abilities.

If it weren't for the real person Yun Chong protecting him, Lin Xuan could easily destroy him with a wave of his hand.

Just like a person who doesn’t care about the life or death of a nest of ants easily, Lin Xuan will not take the matter of the Divine Fist Sect to heart.

All he cares about now is the matter of the Spirit Turtle King.

If such a big trouble is not removed as soon as possible, no one will feel at ease.

Fortunately, Lian He's calculation magical power did not disappoint everyone, and it was even several hours earlier than the agreed one.

Lian He had a pale face and sweaty head, and he flew away almost exhausted to the small courtyard where Lin Xuan and others settled.

In his hand, the jade pendant with the aura of the Spirit Turtle King broke from the middle and broke into two halves.

Seeing that Lin Xuan was floating, he could hardly hold on. When he flew away, he was like a kite with broken strings, which was worrying.

He hurried forward to meet him, and Lian He's face looked a little better. He fell to the ground with Lin Xuan's support, gasping for breath.

This movement immediately alarmed everyone in the yard, Bai Nuan, Jian Chu, and Yun Chong, appeared in the yard one after another.

Seeing that Lian He's magic power was weak and his breath was disordered, Master Yun Chong frowned slightly.

Immediately, a stream of magic power was fired and flew into Lianhe's body. Lianhe's frown brows were stretched out.

"Thank you, Yunchong, for yourselves."

Lian He bowed weakly, his face pale and bloodless.

"No need to be polite, what are you going to get?"

For Yun Chong, this was just a small task. He waved his hand lightly, indicating that Lian He didn't have to be too polite.

Jianchu was well-behaved and moved a chair out of the room and asked Lian He to sit down. Only then did he breathe evenly.

"Report to the real person, I am... After three days and three nights of casting spells, I lived up to my entrustion and found the past place of the Spirit Turtle King."

Lian He looked weak, but what he brought was good news.

When everyone heard this, they were excited, and Lin Xuan and Bai Nuan all showed joy on their faces.

If you can find the place where the Spirit Turtle King is, the next step is to kill this villain to relieve your worries! The dragon on the side of the eaves showed a look of surprise because he knew the cunning of the Spirit Turtle King.

The so-called cunning rabbit has three holes. The Spirit Turtle King even the only and most trusted little demon around him has many hidden dangers! The Eagle Dragon has no idea where the Spirit Turtle King hides. This cultivator who has nothing to do with the Spirit Turtle King can know where the old thing is. How can he not surprise him?

"Speak slowly, don't worry."

Yun Chong's face seemed calm, and he just nodded and signaled Lian He to continue talking.

Lian He took a deep breath, calmed down, nodded and said, "This Spirit Turtle King is indeed cunning. During the period of the incident, he almost never stayed in the same place for more than a day."

"From Wujing City to the northern border, and even to Chenliao, the extreme northern wasteland, there are the footprints of the Spirit Turtle King."

When everyone heard this, they took a deep breath, but they didn't expect that this old guy had caves in so many places.

One of the big reasons why he was rushing around like this was to confuse Lin Xuan and others' judgments.

If Lin Xuan could use any means to track him, he would definitely be confused by this messy aura and had no way to pursue him.

But the Spirit Turtle King has made many calculations, but it is not possible. There is also a monk next to Lin Xuan who has obtained the inheritance of the ancient great god Fuxi! Unlike other monks who deduced their whereabouts, Lian He's magical powers can directly see the past.

No matter how the Spirit Turtle King uses his trajectory, he has no effect in Lian He's eyes.

Because he could directly see the past of the Spirit Turtle King, wherever he had been and what he had done, he could not escape Lian He's magical eyes! "The entire Great Martial Kingdom has almost all the footprints of the Spirit Turtle King..." Lian He said weakly. Obviously, it would be a huge consumption for him to see the past of a powerful demon immortal with far greater strength.

Fortunately, after passing through the Xingyue Demon Palace, Lian He's strength broke through to reach the Nascent Soul.

Otherwise, with his cultivation level at the Golden Pill Realm, I'm afraid he might not be able to catch the footprints of the Spirit Turtle King this time! "These are not important, I just want to know where he is now."

Lin Xuan shook his head and said firmly.

Lian He nodded, no longer talked nonsense, and said straight to the point: "There is an island above the South China Sea and a volcano on the island. It is in an active and turbulent period and may erupt at any time.

The Spirit Turtle King is there!"

"Also, I saw Miss Chen, she was there too. The Spirit Turtle King took Miss Chen with him everywhere."

With such a detailed address, Lin Xuan felt relieved. He patted Lian He on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Lian He, you have a good rest."

After saying that, he looked up at Bai Nuan and Yun Chong.

Bai Nuan smiled slightly and said, "It's not too late. This old guy is so cunning. Maybe he will run away if he goes too late."
Chapter completed!