He activated the teleportation array two days ago. I don’t know which direction it ran to, southeast, west and north, and how far it ran afterwards. Now his strength is now strangely strong.

Now more than half of the time has been wasted in seven days, and half of the time is left. What a f*cking!

Everyone was a little desperate.

Even Long Cheng had a calm face and destroyed the remaining formations directly, as if he was to vent his anger in his heart.

"My fellow Taoists, I don't know what you think. I want to quit if I say that."

At this time, Elder Mu suddenly spoke.

"Elder Mu, this guy snatched away the mysterious skills from you and me, just forget it?" the white-haired old man frowned.

"Of course I can't forget it. When I meet this son later, I will definitely kill him personally." Elder Mu snorted coldly.

"And not only him, but if there are other people around him, I will also kill them!"

"But everyone, everything should be more rational. This guy ran so far, maybe he was running desperately now, and the sea area here is getting more and more desolate. It is not easy to meet a casual cultivator, let alone see this

The person who traces his son."

"Instead of wasting time here, I think it's better for everyone to disperse themselves and find a few more altars, and wait for the Star Lord to announce the opportunity below."

Since the star dots disappeared, the place of inheritance has lost its clear guidance from Star Lord.

All the monks now have no clue. Apart from the mysterious skills, there is only one left to collect star points and compete for the treasure reward of 10,000 star points.

"Fellow Daoist Mu feels that there is no chance at all?" Gu Shuyan said.

"Saint Madam Gu, isn't it?"

Elder Mu asked back angrily.

If it were a few days ago, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to juniors like Gu Shuyan.

But after contacting this road, Elder Mu found that Gu Shuyan was very capable, so he was willing to say the previous sentence.

"Prince Long, do you think so too?" Gu Shuyan looked at Long Cheng again.

"I won't give up, and I will cut this person into minced meat the next time I meet him." Long Cheng spoke in a cold voice.

"That's all, there's nothing we can do?"

Gu Shuyan smiled slightly.

"I have a way."

Swish!

As soon as she said this, everyone in the deserted island raised their heads and looked at Gu Shuyan in surprise.

The cultivators chased after more than three days, and each time they could capture Qincheng, Qincheng has now escaped thousands of miles away and reached a place that is rarely visited.

Even Long Cheng and Elder Mu were helpless, but Gu Shuyan actually said there was a way?

"Saint Madam Gu, this is not a joke." Elder Mu frowned.

"It's not a joke, but I want to confirm it first." Gu Shuyan looked at Elder Qiu.

"Elder, I asked you yesterday that you didn't lie to me about Qiu Zuo's blood."

"The saint is saying that the matter of using the mysterious Dharma Taoist plate and using blood as a medium to transmit voice to this son?" Elder Qiu said in a daze.

"Of course, this is the magical part of the Xuanfa Dao Pan, and I didn't lie to you."

After these days, although the cultivators did not capture Qincheng, the blood obtained from Qincheng from the sea of ​​blood has been extracted.

But even if you cast a net, Qin Cheng was not found. This blood was used for deduction, and the distance was not enough.

"Since that's the case, there's a way."
Chapter completed!