I Can Track Everything

Looking at the mad lion demon emperor who was madly destroying everywhere, the face of the ice demon emperor changed again and again.

The mad lion demon emperor is not dead!

To be honest, on the way back, he was ready to collect the corpse for the mad lion demon emperor, and even thought of a series of ways to deal with it, but this bastard actually survived.

Of course, this is the best thing, but he always felt that the situation was wrong, and he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.

Just when he was upset, the wild lion demon emperor suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed a shock wave at him.

"No-brainer stuff!"

The ice demon emperor scolded, and then stomped on the ground, the whole world quickly became extremely cold, and it didn't take long for the wild lion demon emperor to be frozen in place, unable to move.

Looking at the mad lion demon emperor covered in ice, the ice demon emperor really wanted to slap him to death on the spot, but in the end he was unable to do so.

After all, this lunatic is the key protection target of the demon clan, and it is related to the morale of the entire demon clan.

And if he didn't feel wrong, although this madman was seriously injured, after this battle, his bloodline seemed to have recovered a bit.

Oh my god, I'm really blind.

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On the other side, a group of cultivators saw the Ice Demon Emperor retreat, and returned to the camp tentatively.

After realizing that the Ice Demon Emperor really did not return, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After some contact, it didn't take long for the scattered human cultivators to gather in the camp.

After this battle, the human cultivators lost nearly a hundred people in the battle. Although their vitality was not seriously injured, the problem was that all these cultivators died in the pursuit, and they did not injure or kill any of the monsters.

As the saying goes, it's dead in vain.

This made many cultivators unacceptable. After all, those were all their comrades in arms, even the brothers, brothers, sisters and sisters who got along with each other day and night.

So when Zhang Ji returned to the camp, the atmosphere in the whole camp was a little wrong.

Anger filled everyone's heart, and they were on the verge of breaking out.

Zhang Ji was helpless.

The news of Master's trip to the demon clan's territory could not be told anyway, and at this moment, all the anger had to be borne by him.

The master ventured to the territory of the demon clan, and if he couldn't bear the pressure here, how could he be worthy of the master?

Thinking of this, his expression became resolute. Before waiting for the monks to ask, Zhang Ji took the initiative to say: "This matter, in a few days, I will give you an explanation, please be patient."

Many people listened to this with contempt in their eyes.

Everyone is dead, how can I explain it?

Could it be that the Seven Killing Demon Lords went to retreat at a critical time in their cultivation?

But that's it, why should I tell everyone, just say nothing and keep everyone in the dark?

Everyone is here to work hard for the entire human race, not to die for nothing.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, with the current situation, it's hard to say whether everyone will still be alive in a few days. Where are you going to explain?"

Some monks sneered yin and yang.

Zhang Ji clenched his fist secretly, but couldn't refute it, because what they said was the truth.

Seeing that the anger in the eyes of everyone was even greater, a discordant chuckle came from a distance.

"Ha, what are you all doing?"

Hearing this voice, everyone looked at the sound, and saw a slightly embarrassed figure slowly emerging from the miasma, it was Chen Chen who disappeared overnight,

In fact, most people didn't notice Chen Chen's disappearance.

Although Chen Chen is extremely talented, handsome, and unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness, the one who attracts the most attention on the battlefield is always the strongest.

Therefore, seeing Chen Chen's embarrassed appearance now, all the monks thought that Chen Chen, like them, ran away all night.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, Zhang Ji is your brother. Ask him, where did the Seven Killing Demon Lords go?"

A cultivator looked at Chen Chen, and his tone was full of resentment towards Zhang Ji.

Chen Chen walked up to Zhang Ji solemnly, and asked in a deep voice, "Zhang Ji, where did the old man go?"

Zhang Ji glanced at Chen Chen in astonishment, then lowered his head and said nothing.

Many monks were very angry when they saw this scene.

The brother who came from thousands of miles to help you ask you and you don't say anything. This person is really hopeless.

Could it be that the people of the Demon Dao are so suspicious? Don't want to trust anyone?

Thinking of this, some people feel worthless for Chen Chen.

Chen Chen took a deep look at Zhang Ji, then patted him on the shoulder, his face full of helplessness.

"I understand my brother. He is usually rather dull. Since he doesn't say it, it should be the Seven Killing Demon Lord who gave the order to die."

Everyone was stunned and said nothing.

"Since Lord Seven Kills Demon Lord has given an order, there is naturally his reason, we can only choose to trust.

Ladies and gentlemen, if your master gave you a gag order, would you say it?

Push yourself and others, I hope everyone can understand. "

Hearing Chen Chen's words, many people's faces softened a little, but some people were dissatisfied.

"Fellow Daoist Chen! Could it be that the Seven Killing Demon Lord has given an order! Is my senior brother so damn clueless?"

Hearing this question, Chen Chen looked into the distance, his eyes became deep, and it took a long time before he said quietly: "Is there still a few people who have died in my human race?

In this land of Qiwei and Wei, tens of millions of mortals died in vain, who can we explain to them and tell them why the monsters would step into the territory of our human race? "

The monk was speechless and could only bow his head silently.

The weak can only obey the arrangements of the strong and cannot control their own destiny. Although cruel, it is a reality.

Although mortals are like ants in the eyes of these monks, they are also the same in the eyes of higher-level monks.

To understand everything, only the strong are qualified.

Chen Chen continued: "The Seven Killing Demon Lord is a master of my human race. He has been famous for over a hundred years. I think everyone believes in him. The reason why he is angry now is only because the anxiety of the war has disturbed everyone's mood. ."

The monks couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when they heard this.

If you calm down and think about it, as Chen Chen said, the reason why they blame Zhang Ji is just to find an outlet for their suppressed emotions.

If the Seven Killing Demon Lord temporarily goes to support other more important places and is not in the camp, can this kind of thing be said? If it were spread to the ears of the demon clan, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, several sensible monks looked at Zhang Ji.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, I was the one who was impulsive before, so please don't take it to heart."

"Yes, I was wrong to wait for this matter."

Seeing that several people took the initiative to express their apology to him, Zhang Ji looked at the back not far in front of him, and was very moved.

As long as the big brother is by his side, the big brother will shelter him from the wind and rain.

He owes his big brother a lot in his life.

Chen Chen did not look at him, but waved his hand, and suddenly a giant lion corpse appeared in front of everyone.

"This Primordial Spirit Lion King was killed by me not long ago, and it's still hot. Let's bake it while it's still hot, and eat it.

Chen Chen pointed at the lion's corpse, his face slightly pale.

"It's it!"

"I had a fierce battle with it half a month ago! I didn't expect it to be dead now!"

Everyone looked at the scars on the big lion, and at Chen Chen's embarrassed appearance, and their mood was extremely complicated.

This was obviously after an arduous battle before beheading the Primordial Demon Emperor.

"Cough cough!"

Chen Chen covered his mouth and coughed twice, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, the monks felt another burst of guilt in their hearts.

A peerless genius mixed in with them, and they didn't complain. What's there to complain about these stinky fish and rotten shrimp?

Could it be that their lives are more precious than other people's innate spiritual bodies?

The key is that Chen Shen didn't complain, and he even seriously injured and killed a Primordial Spirit Demon Emperor...

Such high honors make them feel ashamed!

Seeing this, several female disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect felt sour in their hearts, so they hurried over and asked, "Senior Brother Chen, are you alright?"

Chen Chenqiang cheered up and shook his head: "It's okay, it's just that the kidneys and liver were smashed by the Yuanshen Demon Emperor... This little injury is nothing compared to those compatriots who died in battle."

Several female disciples almost cried when they heard this.

The two internal organs were smashed or a minor injury... He was still insisting on reasoning with everyone, and even distributed the spoils he had worked so hard to get to his family.

Unexpectedly, there are such amazing men with selfless devotion in the world, no wonder Senior Sister will take a fancy to Senior Brother Chen!

Thinking that there are still several male disciples in the sect who have a prejudice against Senior Brother Chen, they feel even more resentful in their hearts.

After you go back, you must have a good reason with those people!

Seeing this, the others immediately came over to ask for help.

The anger in the camp gradually dissipated...

With such a selfless moral benchmark as Chen Chen, no one would be embarrassed to say a single complaint.