The entire Saint Palace was already in chaos, and the sky was filled with sacred weapons, ancient treasures and magical powers. Chen Changsheng took Bai Ningxue and Lei Xiaoniao. As soon as he escaped from the Fairy Jade Square, he saw that at least one-third of the saint disciples sacrificed the saint magic weapons that were filled with light and chased them.

Among these saint disciples, many of them had extremely fast holy tools. Even compared with Kunpeng's body techniques, they were not much different. Soon, a small half of the Confucian scholars gradually got closer and closer.

The Palace of Saints is very big.

Even if the two palace pavilions are at least seventy or eighty miles apart, even if Chen Changsheng used Kunpeng's body technique and took Bai Ningxue and Lei Xiaoniao, he would have to spend half a cup of tea to go from one palace pavilion to another palace pavilion.

In addition, they were not familiar with the terrain of the Saint Palace, and they had a lot of circles, and were almost surrounded by the Confucian scholars in the Calligraphy Academy. Soon, the saint disciples who rushed to the front were less than a thousand meters away from them.

"Young Master, they are catching up." Lei Xiaoniao gritted his teeth, and a look of determination flashed in his beast's eyes, and a buzzing voice said, "Let me stop them!"

Block them?

Chen Changsheng was slightly stunned. Seeing the resolute expression on Lei Xiaoniao's face, a trace of warmth also emerged in his heart. With Lei Xiaoniao's current cultivation strength, if he stayed, he would probably be torn into pieces by the disciples of the Saint Palace in the blink of an eye.

He also knew that strange beasts born from heaven and earth like Lei Xiaoniao were different from ordinary ferocious beasts. They did not have so many cunning thoughts. Once they recognized the master, they would not betray them easily. This is not difficult to see from the fact that it has been guarding the Ancient Thunder Hall for so many years, even if the Ancient Thunder Hall has been destroyed, it has not been betrayed.

"I'll stay, too!"

"Buzz,buzz,buzz..."

Bai Ningxue sacrificed her Zhuxian Sword, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"No need..." Chen Changsheng shook his head. He had already had a plan when the disciples of the Saint Palace appeared. He chuckled twice, turned to look at the turtle soul on his shoulder, and said, "Little thing, it should be okay to take him down!"

"Yaaaa!"

The turtle soul stood up, waved its little claws, and kept gestured. The cute little face was full of excitement, and the mouth was still clamoring. Unfortunately, Chen Changsheng didn't understand a word of it.

But it still understands its meaning.

"Okay... If you really want to find the colorful mysterious tree, it will belong to you." Chen Changsheng nodded with a smile, continued, and said, "Even if you can't find that holy tree, half of the treasures in this Saint Palace will belong to you."

"Yaah!"

After hearing Chen Changsheng's words, the turtle soul immediately smiled happily. Standing on Chen Changsheng's shoulder, he kept nodding his head. It seemed that saliva was about to flow out.

Seeing this man and a turtle being chased by thousands of disciples of the Saint Palace, I still have the intention to divide the treasures in the Saint Palace.

Lei Xiaoniao was also stunned.

Bai Ningxue, who was beside her, also had a dull face. Seeing the silly and likable appearance of Turtle Soul, this person and the thunderbird felt a sense of laughter and crying. Her originally nervous expression miraculously relieved a lot.

"Young master... Young master, be careful of that ancient painting. If... if I remember correctly, this is the magic weapon of the saints of the Immortal Painting Academy. The Heavenly Fairyland. I heard from the old master of the Ancient Thunder Palace that this Heavenly Fairyland is one of the ten powerful methods of the Saint Palace. If you are trapped inside, even the strong people on the first and second levels of the Emperor Realm will be difficult to escape." Lei Xiaoniao reminded in surprise.

"Drawing the Fairyland in Heaven?" Chen Changsheng glanced at him and saw an ancient painting of landscape and graphite flying towards him over the heads of many saint disciples.

The terrifying momentum suddenly enveloped them.

"Is the magic weapon refined by the saint?" Chen Changsheng twitched his mouth, looked at the turtle soul on his shoulder, and smiled: "Little thing, this ancient painting is pretty good, I'll give it to you!"

"Yaah!"

After hearing Chen Changsheng's words, the turtle soul's mung bean eyes suddenly lit up. Before the Huatian Fairyland swept over, the turtle chains on his back entangled with a loud bang.

Before Bai Ningxue and Lei Xiaoniao could react, they saw the iron chains on the turtle soul swept into the ancient painting. In just a blink of an eye, the turtle chains tied up the entire ancient painting and pulled it a little hard.

The ancient painting flew over and landed on its small claws.

"Click!"

With Chen Changsheng's promise, Turtle Soul was not polite anymore. He held the magic weapon refined by the saint and bit it up. He bit off a large piece of this Huatian Fairyland in one bite, and swallowed it whole.

"Eat... eat?" Lei Xiaoniao purred, swallowed, looked at the turtle soul in amazement, murmured, "This is a magic weapon refined by the saint, which is comparable to the ancestral weapon. It was bitten and swallowed by it. Who is this beast soul?"

Seeing the actions of the turtle soul, Lei Xiaoniao felt a numbness on his scalp, and his whole body felt a cold feeling. You know, its cultivation is not weak anymore, and it is also a strange beast born from heaven and earth. Treasures like Huatian Fairyland fell into its hands, let alone bite them into pieces, even if they display all their natural magical powers, they may not be destroyed. This level of treasure...

After seven or eight breaths, Huatian Fairyland was completely swallowed by the turtle soul.

Not only Lei Xiaoniao and Bai Ningxue were stunned.

Even the disciples of the Saint Palace who were following behind were stunned when they saw this scene. They looked at them with shock in their eyes, looking at them with a look of unfulfilled expression, and licking the turtle soul with their little claws. They instantly felt like the soul was trembling.

"Little... little beast, how dare you swallow my fairyland of Huatian?"

"Bang!"

At this moment, a Confucian scholar who looked like an evil heart chased after him on an inkstone. Seeing that his Huatian Fairyland was destroyed in the hands of Turtle Soul, his whole face suddenly became distorted, and his majestic soul power swept out of him in an instant.

With a loud bang, I saw that the soul power on his body turned into instantly, and thousands of paintings swept overwhelmingly towards Chen Changsheng and the turtle soul.

"People from the Immortal Painting Academy?"

Chen Changsheng raised his eyelids and moved his mind slightly. The ice dragon spear that the little girl of the Kong family roared for him, and flew out of his sleeve.

In an instant, it evolved into a thousand-meter-long ice dragon, and its body swept gently. The thousands of scrolls fell on its body, making a crackling sound.

Seeing this scene, the Confucian scholar in the Immortal Painting Academy's eyes suddenly turned red. He stared at the backs of Chen Changsheng and Turtle Soul, gritted his teeth and said, "Little beast, destroy my saint's magic weapon. I swear that I will not be a human being if I don't tear you into pieces."

"Don't you be a human being?"

Hearing the oath of the Confucian scholar of the Immortal Painting Academy, Chen Changsheng turned his head and smiled twice, and the turtle soul stood up straight and gestured. He knew without listening to its voice. It was clearly asking again, whether the Confucian scholar of the Immortal Painting Academy had any treasures like the Painting Fairyland...

"Shu Daoyuan?"

Swish!

As soon as Chen Changsheng turned his head, he noticed from the corner of his eyes that the palace plaque next to him had the words "School of the Pagodao" written on it. A meaningful smile flashed across his face. He patted Turtle Soul's head and said, "I heard that the Book of the Pagodao is the largest courtyard of the Saint Palace. Since we encountered it so by chance, let's go in and take a look?"
Chapter completed!