Chapter 3008 Elder Sang's Strange Behavior

"I don't want to listen to Feilong's nonsense, I just want to hear you tell the truth."

Elder Sang said this to Lu Chen instead of letting the bird fatten the dragon.

"Where the knife comes from has nothing to do with you. Why are you so persistent in wanting to know?"

Lu Chen frowned slightly, feeling that Elder Sang was not only verbose, but also very nice, which was very annoying.

But Elder Sang had this shortcoming, everything else was very good, otherwise he would never respond and just leave.

"The knife has nothing to do with me, but the origin of the knife may have something to do with me."

Elder Sang chuckled and said this.

"Could it be that you dropped a top-quality sword and thought that the sword in my senior brother's hand was the one that he picked up from you?"

Fei Long guessed, thought for a while, and then said, "Have you seen clearly that the long knife in my senior brother's hand has a unique knife pattern, which is unique in the world? How could you have dropped it earlier?"

"I don't use a knife, I don't own a knife, and I never dropped a knife."

Elder Sang chuckled and then looked at Fei Long, but his eyes were a little strange, as if he knew some secret about Fei Long.

"Then the origin of your knife is none of your business?"

Feilong curled his lips.

"Fat Dragon, shut up. You've said too much and your secret has been exposed."

Lu Chenwei said angrily.

"Ah, I didn't say anything wrong. Where did I reveal my secret?"

Hearing this, Feilong looked confused and didn't know why.

"The way Elder Sang looks at you has changed, which means he has heard something from your words, so you'd better stop talking."

Lu Chen rolled his eyes at Fei Long, then sighed and turned to Elder Sang, "Elder Sang, since you insist on knowing the origin of the long knife, I may be able to tell you the real situation. But can you tell me first, You don’t use a knife, so why does the origin of my knife have anything to do with you?”

"I'm sorry, I can't answer your question at the moment."

Elder Sang, however, kept it secret and refused to give Lu Chen an answer. He also said, "But if you tell me the true origin of the knife, it will definitely not do you any harm, or it may be beneficial."

"What's the benefit?"

Lu Chen asked.

"It's not decided yet because I haven't thought about it yet and I'm not ready yet."

Elder Sang smiled, his words very cryptic.

However, this time Elder Sang's cryptic content was so profound that even Lu Chen couldn't understand it.

"Fat Dragon is the top caster!"

Lu Chen looked at Elder Sang and said slowly.

Although he didn't know what Elder Sang was up to, his intuition told Lu Chen that Elder Sang was not such a boring person.

As the most powerful person of the Spirit Clan, it is completely illogical to do so many tricks just to find out the origin of the divine sword.

Moreover, in the bitter battle just now, Elder Sang was in an unfavorable situation, but still refused to escape and continued to fight Shura to the end, thus gaining Lu Chen's trust.

Because he had trust in Elder Sang, Lu Chen stopped deceiving Elder Sang and finally decided to tell the true source of the magic sword.

"Sure enough, it's as I guessed. Your knife didn't come from somewhere, but from the hands of Fat Dragon."

After getting the answer, Elder Sang's expression became strange, and he took a long breath, as if he was relieved, but also unbearable, in short, it was very complicated.

"Yes, it was made by Fat Dragon. Is there any problem with this?"

Lu Chen asked back.

"Yes, of course there is. This means that Feilong has some casting materials that are not available in the Immortal Realm."

Elder Sang said.

"Then what?"

Lu Chen asked again.

"Then……"

Elder Sang thought for a while, then suddenly became melancholy again, and said, "Now is not the time to talk about it later, let's leave it to later."

After admitting that Lu Chen's sword was made by Fei Long, Elder Sang's whole person changed and became very weird. No one could understand what he said. No one knew what Elder Sang wanted to do?

But this is no longer important. What is important is that this is not a safe place. Everyone must leave Badshui Lake as soon as possible.

Seeing that Elder Sang had nothing to say, Lu Chen waved his hand and led everyone out of the Bad Water Village and into the endless black swamp...

To return to Penglai Wonderland, you must pass through the Mountains and Seas Wonderland, but there are four ways to enter the Mountains and Seas Wonderland.

The four paths are far and near, and can lead to Mingku Mountain, Chaotian Forest, Blood Valley and Death Abyss respectively!

Among them, the one from Duanwu Peak to Mingku Mountain is the shortest and the best way.

The other three roads are not only far away, but there are also Flying Immortal Forbidden Zones in some places, which is not only troublesome but also a waste of time.

Because of this, even if Lu Chen wanted to go to Chaotian Forest, he still did not choose to take the Chaotian Forest road, just because he was afraid of wasting too much time. Instead, he chose to go back the same way, through Duanwu Peak and into Mingku Mountain, from the Ming Clan. Break through the place.

"Senior brother, if you are still walking through Mingku Mountain, can't you go somewhere else?"

Feilong frowned and reminded in a low voice, "When you killed the great elder of the Underworld Immortal, you didn't kill all the powerful underworld people at the scene. You also missed a scout. Have you forgotten?"

"I haven't forgotten."

Lu Chen responded as he walked away.

"Running away that scout means that the news has leaked out, and the Underworld will definitely hate you to the core."

Feilong added, "If nothing goes wrong, the Nether Clan will definitely strengthen its main defense on Wuwu Peak. Once we get there, it will be a fierce battle."

"It doesn't matter. We have even repelled the main force of Shura. Are we still afraid of the main force of the Nether Tribe?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Moreover, among the four mountain and sea tribes, the main force of the underworld tribe is the weakest and the easiest to fight. What am I afraid of?"

"Normally, with my senior brother here, we are not afraid of anything."

Fei Long swallowed his breath and said with difficulty, "But the problem is that I only have four fairy pots left, which are not enough to support a battle of the Golden Immortal."

"You are right. Without your shield defense, we cannot enter the Golden Immortal battlefield."

Lu Chen stopped and looked into the distance. Thinking that there was still some distance from Duanwu Peak, he said, "If we are not sure of winning, we can't go to Duanwu Peak. There must be a Golden Immortal team of the underworld tribe waiting there."

"So, should we take the Chaotianlin route instead?"

Fei Long asked.

"Mingyue said that if you go directly from Chaotian Forest to Evil Water Marsh, you have to pass through many peaks with flying bans. You can't fly and can only run, which is not fast."

"Mingyue and Elder Sang rode a cloud deer and ran for seven days before reaching Evil Water Village."

"Think about it, the cloud deer runs so fast, but it took seven days. So many of us definitely can't ride a cloud deer. How many days will it take to enter Chaotian Forest?"

"Our time is very precious, we can't waste so much time on the road, we must take shortcuts if there are shortcuts!"

"As long as you pass Duanwu Peak and enter Mingku Mountain, you can fly. In less than a day, you can reach Chaotian Forest!"

Lu Chen said so.

"But, there are not enough top-grade immortal pots. We can't fight a Daluo Jinxian battle. How dare we go to Duanwu Peak?"

Fei Long said with a bitter face.

"Stupid, if it's not enough, just cast it!"