Because of the existence of the bull-headed monster, Zhuge Qingtian and Xue Chunqiu had legitimate reasons to stay.

If there is such a monster here, then of course a strong person must be left to guard it, otherwise what if it runs away?

They have all seen the terror of the Minotaur before, and even the innately powerful ones are no match for it.

The people watching the excitement also dispersed one after another.

Apart from discussing Xiao Chen's killing of Mr. Ri, the one they discussed the most was the old fortune teller.

Without him, the old fortune teller is too powerful.

As soon as they appeared, they immediately locked up Mr. Ri and others, otherwise they would have to run away.

Although the old fortune teller has never taken action before, as far as being able to trap a minotaur monster with just one wave of his hand, his strength is definitely above the seventh heaven.

Also, Master Ri never dared to take action against the old fortune teller, otherwise he would let the old fortune teller go?

These are enough to show that the old fortune teller is very powerful!

Many people are discussing the old fortune teller's ability.

"I think that old god is at least the eighth heaven."

"Well, only the Eighth Heaven can trap Sun Master, Gao Nian, and that monster so easily."

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe the old god has other means, such as formations or something, which he has set up in advance to trap them."

"How could it be arranged in advance? No one knows where the teleportation array will appear."

"Too."

"..."

For a time, the old fortune teller's popularity overshadowed Xiao Chen's.

There is no topic list, otherwise the old fortune teller would definitely be number one.

Xiao Chen, who killed Lord Ri, could only settle for second place.

"well……"

Xiao Chen, who was on the stretcher, thought of something and sighed.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong?"

Bai Ye is curious.

"What are you sighing for?"

"Killing in vain."

Xiao Chen shook his head. After resting, his head no longer hurt so much and was much better.

"What's the meaning?"

The white night is strange.

"That's right, how come the killing was in vain? Brother Chen, the news of you killing the Seventh Heaven will soon spread throughout the ancient martial arts world... You succeeded in pretending."

Sun Wugong said.

"Success is nothing..."

Xiao Chen curled his lips and looked forward.

"I have finally discovered that every time when I am at the peak of my pretense, the old fortune teller will appear and steal my limelight... Believe it or not, the person who is most popular tonight is definitely not me, but the old fortune teller."

"Um?"

Bai Ye and the others were startled, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was true.

"The old god is really awesome. Once he makes a move, he will shock the whole audience. Even Sun Venerable has to obey the rules he set up."

Bai Ye nodded.

"My grandpa said before that the ones who set the rules are the ones who are really awesome..."

"well……"

After listening to Bai Ye's words, Xiao Chen sighed again.

"Brother Chen, how strong is the old immortal?"

Bai Ye asked curiously.

"How the hell did I know..."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"The old fortune teller's ability, just like his age, is an unsolved mystery."

"hehe."

They all laughed in the white night, wondering what the mystery was? It was too exaggerated.

"Dahan, please stop laughing and stay calm...it's making my brain hurt."

Xiao Chen shouted.

"Oh, okay."

Li Hanhou hurriedly suppressed his laughter and stabilized the stretcher.

"Why is it so far away? It didn't take that long when we flew here just now."

Xiao Chen frowned.

"As you said, you flew here... We just came here step by step."

Bai Ye was helpless, thinking of something.

"By the way, Brother Chen, what is this? I just picked it up on the ruins."

As he spoke, he took out a white jade pendant from his pocket.

Xiao Chen looked over, recognized it, and was a little surprised: "This is a senior citizen's thing, and it's not broken?"

"A senior? Is it a good thing?"

Bai Ye's eyes lit up.

"I'm not sure. He used it to activate the teleportation array... I'll ask the old fortune teller when I get back."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"I think it should be equivalent to 'fuel', which contains huge energy."

"Such a small jade pendant has huge energy? Why didn't I feel it?"

Bai Ye was surprised.

Xiao Chen took it and ran the Chaos Art. He felt it carefully and found nothing unusual.

"Put it away first and ask the old fortune teller later."

"Brother Chen, you should keep it. Even if it does have energy, it's useless to me."

Bai Ye said casually.

"Haha, I'll keep it for now."

Xiao Chen smiled and put the jade pendant into the bone ring.

Ten minutes later, the group returned to the foot of the mountain.

Xiao Chen got off the stretcher, still very weak.

In addition to having a headache, he suffered multiple injuries on his body, including a dented chest and a broken arm.

This battle was really tragic.

"How does it feel?"

The old fortune teller came over and asked.

"It's okay, it just hurts everywhere."

Xiao Chen smiled bitterly.

"I guess I won't be able to recover for three to five days."

"It takes a hundred days to break your muscles and bones, but three to five days is too much for you?"

The old fortune teller curled his lips.

"Do you have to trade your life for your life?"

"Hey, old fortune teller, you told me to kill him..."

Xiao Chen yelled.

"If you hadn't told me, could I have fought so hard?"

"..."
To be continued...