Fantasy: There Is Definitely Something Wrong with My Sect!

In the middle of the sea, the body of Daoist in the South China Sea slowly emerged in front of everyone.

He looked breathless.

"No, Elder summoned a dead person? This...this is a big loss!" Xiongba whispered.

But the old Nanhua immortal on the side saw the clues, rushed through the circle, and pointed at Nanhai Daoist's back.

With the infusion of Spiritual Qi, a strong finger pressure hit his lungs.

"Ahem..."

After a violent cough, Nanhua Daoist vomited out the seawater in own's chest.

This time the magic circle is very different from the past. After performing this time of luck, Lu Chen bends his legs tiredly.

"Twenty million luck! This is... a lot of sacrifice!"

But when he looked up at Nanhai Daoist 24, he appeared in front of them very well.

"Fortunately, it's not a dead person."

Old Fairy Nanhua took out his own Duster and waved at him.

"I said you old Daoist, you have been pretending to be dead in the South China Sea for many years, right?"

"No wonder I have been looking for you for so many years, knowing that you are in the South China Sea, but others say you are dead."

Nanhai Daoist said with a sad face: "Well, it's not good to meet people, and it's not good to meet people."

When Lu Chen appeared in front of Nanhai Daoist, Nanhai Daoist suddenly knelt down.

"Thank you for your help, Nanhai, I will definitely assist you in the future!"

Lu Chen didn't expect Nanhai Daoist to be so obedient to him. This has solved many problems.

"Let me ask, your benefactor is Lu Chen! Am I in Tianji Sect now?"

Lu Chen nodded.

Immediately when Nanhai Daoist saw the awakened Longquan Sword on the circle, everything understood.

"Benefactor, you got the Longquan sword! Great! The old man finally waited for this day!"

Nanhai Daoist knocked three heads on the ground with excitement towards the horizon.

There are words in the mouth.

"Thanks to the gods, thank you to the gods!"

Lu Qianrou has always had a question in her heart, this South China Sea Daoist has been killed, why hasn't she died in the sea for many years.

At this time, Old Immortal Nanhua hurriedly changed the subject, as if he was avoiding something.

But at this time everyone is trying to avoid the truth of this topic.

Linglong ran over to speak and gave up all her efforts. Everything is the truth.

"Old tortoise! ​​Why are you here?"

"Old? Old tortoise?" Lu Qianrou asked in surprise.

It turns out that the predecessor of Nanhai Daoist is similar to Linglong. He is also a phantom turtle transformed into a human form.

As a result, everyone was shocked.

"What? Nanhai Daoist's predecessor was a turtle?"

Linglong looked at everyone with aggrieved expression.

"Am I saying something wrong?"

Lu Chen smiled.

"It's okay, everyone is our own now, even if we know this secret, it won't matter."

"Everyone won't say anything anyway."

Hearing this, Nanhai Daoist let go of his heart.

"This matter must be kept secret, because the immortal of the South China Sea had instructed me before he emerged, that I must keep my own identity."

"Linglong and I met when everyone was still the original form ten thousand years ago."

Lu Chen said that these are minor problems, and now he has something to help him.

Inside Wu Shengzong.

"I really lost my wife and broke down! You went there and even the Longquan Sword was taken away by them?" Shicheng said.

"Sect Leader, this Lu Chen is really amazing, I am not his opponent at all!"

When Shicheng saw him say such frustrating words, he went up and gave him a slap.

"Bah, baah! Can't beat anything! You are a sword god! Have you forgotten?"

But once Yuanbo heard this, his heart became anxious.

He knew how he got the name of the sword god before.

"Sect Leader! Sword God! Lu Chen from Tianji Sect, please see me!" the disciple said.

"What? What is he here for?"

"He came with a sword and said he wanted to return the sword!"

"pass!"

Lu Chen came to the Taiwu Hall of Wu Shengzong alone, holding the Longquan sword wrapped in gold cloth.

"Lu Chen, what do you do if you come to our Wu Shengzong!"

310 Lu Chen raised the sword in his hand.

"Can't you see it yourself?"

"Blind?"

Shicheng is now daring not to speak.

"This is not our fairy sword."

At this moment, Shicheng didn't dare to admit that this was his own fairy gate sword, otherwise it would not have actually hammered the sword god to attack Lu Chen.

"I didn't even say what's inside, how do you know this is not your sword?" Lu Chen asked rhetorically.

"Okay, I'm not here today to find faults, I'm just here to ask you questions."

"Two days ago, your disciples of Wu Shengzong wore our clothes and went to fight in the Lion King Palace. Is there such a thing?"

Shicheng smiled calmly and calmly.

"Lu Chen, I think you have a brain problem, I send someone to the Lion King Palace to fight?"

"What stupid things did you say, have you ever thought about it?"

Lu Chen carefully stared at his changes in expression. It didn't seem to be the same as before, but rather calm and calm.

Could it be that he didn't do the Lion King Palace incident this time? .

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