The entire Saint Palace was in chaos.

Buzz, Buzz, Buzz...

In the huge fairy jade square, the fairy clouds are everywhere, and the magic weapons, magical techniques and magical means of saints are everywhere. More than a dozen people from the Holy Academy are chasing those who have left their marks.

Swish!

The saints and disciples in the Calligraphy Court all looked at Chen Changsheng, Bai Ningxue and Lei Xiaoniao.

His eyes were full of a fiery look.

"Do you want to escape?"

The Confucian scholar in white clothes in the Calligraphy Academy looked at Chen Changsheng's back, his eyes flashed for a moment, his wrist turned around, and with a bang, he saw that his saint's pen, which was neither gold nor iron, was like wood but not wood, turned into a flowing mountain color, swept over Chen Changsheng, Bai Ningxue and Lei Xiaoniao.

Before the ink on the saint's pen dripped on the Xianyu Square, and in an instant, behind Chen Changsheng and others, it evolved into a scene of Shura hell.

Countless corpses and seas of bones emerged.

The cold Netherworld Bone Fire was even louder and louder. When the other disciples of the Saint Palace saw the Confucian scholar in the Calligraphy Court, they not only gave out the saint's pen, but they even drew a picture of the hell in the Immortal Jade Square. They were so scared that they avoided it from afar. They seemed to know that the hell picture was not easy to provoke.

If you are not careful, even they will be affected.

"Young Master... Young Master, be careful of his magic weapon." Lei Xiaoniao exclaimed, and before the saint's pen could be crushed, the anger in the bird's eyes flashed, and more than a dozen thunders as thick as a bowl were sprayed out, sweeping towards the saint's pen.

"Ba,ba,ba..."

More than a dozen thunders thunders hit the saint's pen, making a series of crackling sounds. It was already the cultivation level of the Heavenly Destiny Realm, and it was also the Thunder Bird bred from the Immortal Thunder. Unexpectedly, he used his energy to smash the Heavenly Thunder.

When it fell on the saint's pen and didn't even hinder it for a moment, the saint's pen of the Confucian scholar in the Calligraphy Academy flew over and penetrated with a bang. Its wings that were extremely hard enough to split the gold-splitting stone left a blood hole the size of a bowl on it.

The bird's body shook.

If Chen Changsheng hadn't been holding it with one hand, he would have fallen long ago.

"Is the ancestral weapon of the Holy Way?"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Chen Changsheng's eyes also fell on the saint's pen, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. With his vision and experience, it can be seen that the current Saint Palace has long been declining, and these white-clothed Confucian scholars can only be regarded as disciples of the saints at most.

When the Saint Palace was in its prime, they were at most disciples from the outer courtyard.

The saint pen of the white-clothed Confucian scholar was of the same quality among all the ancestral tools.

"Sheji Cauldron..."

Buzzing!

Before the saint's pen was cut, Chen Changsheng's aura condensed, and the ancient calligraphy body on his head instantly evolved into the appearance of the Soji tripod, and crushed the saint's pen.

"Bang……"

The Shrine tripod and the Saint Pen collided with each other, making a loud noise like a shocking sound.

The patterns on the Soji Cauldron suddenly cracked.

The saint's pen was also shaken away.

"Damn... bastard, that's a high-level ancestral weapon. Do you want to kill me?"

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The angry voice of the Earth Dragon Vein came from the Soji Cauldron. Chen Changsheng was also embarrassed. He did not expect that the other party's saint's pen would be so terrifying. If it weren't for the Earth Dragon Vein and Soji Cauldron, they would have gradually integrated into one.

The previous impact was enough to crush his country tripod to pieces.

"This high-quality ancestral weapon cannot be underestimated!" Chen Changsheng smiled flatteringly, and did not dare to delay for a moment. He used Kunpeng's body technique and fled to the distance.

There are at least tens of thousands of disciples of the Saint Palace in this Fairy Jade Square. If they were surrounded by them, not to mention Chen Changsheng, Bai Ningxue and others, even the ancient phoenix, the Empress of Creation, would probably be difficult to get out of here.

"Is it a magic?" The Confucian scholar in the Calligraphy Academy clicked his mouth, looked at Chen Changsheng's back with a burning look, and said coldly, "It can actually block my saint's pen, but I underestimate you. Sin, the celestial monument, and the powerful qi and blood on you. The owner of this Academy is becoming more and more interested now. I hope you don't let me down."

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The Confucian scholars in the Calligraphy Academy's eyes narrowed, and their momentum became vigorous in an instant.

It is also the cultivation level of the Heavenly Destiny Realm.

Not to mention his abilities and means, the momentum that radiates from him is more than ten times stronger than those of the Tianxuan Taoist Temple, the Liu family and the Ghost Domain family.

"Listen to all the disciples of the Calligraphy Academy, catch that boy, and I will be rewarded with great rewards." The white-clothed Confucian scholar raised his eyelids, glanced at the saints and disciples around him, and said expressionlessly.

Rewards?

Swish!

After listening to the words of the Confucian scholars in white, they were not only from the Calligraphy Academy, but also from several Confucian scholars who ranked at the bottom of the Saint Palace and failed to leave their mark on the ancient tribe and the Ghost Domain families, all looked at the Confucian scholars in the Calligraphy Academy.

"Evil heart, is there really a reward for catching that kid?" Another Confucian scholar from another academy asked with a smile.

"Um……"

Among all the Confucian scholars in the Saint Palace, the evil heart, who can rank among the top ten, nodded, raised three fingers, and said, "Who can catch him? I will reward three saint magic weapons, a holy pill of the heaven and a saint's fragment."

Hurry!

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves.

When Xie Xin heard that in order to capture the holy body, the boy in the holy body realm offered such a high sky-high reward, all the saint disciples present flashed with a look of shock on their faces. Then, when they thought of treasures such as saint magic weapons, holy pills, and fragments, their eyes became hot.

"Haha... Xie Xin, the treasures you mentioned are about to be settled in our Fairy Language Academy." A white-clothed Confucian scholar who was also wearing white clothes, square scarf, and outstanding on his face and temperament laughed wildly, and took the people from their Fairy Language Academy to chase him.

The other academies seemed to be unwilling to fall behind, and they all sacrificed their saints' magic weapons and followed.

In an instant, at least one-third of the saint disciples in such a huge palace of saints focused their targets on the mountain of Chen Changsheng, Bai Ningxue and Lei Xiaoniao.

A huge crowd.

"That fellow Taoist Chen is really an alien." Wu Daozi shook his head and said with a weird look.

Chen Changsheng immediately led away one-third of the saint disciples, the ancient clan and the ghost realm families, and suddenly felt a huge reduction in pressure.

"Was there any treasure on that kid that even the disciples of the Saint Palace were moved?" An old man from a ghost realm family said suspiciously.

"Quantity?"

The same is true for other people. Only the old man of the Liu family. Thinking of the strict orders issued by their heads, and when he recalled Chen Changsheng's strength, he felt relieved in his heart and murmured: "It's best to die, so I have to try my best to deal with you. If someone from the Saint Palace takes action, it can save me the trouble."
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