I Can Track Everything

"this……"

Yin Sheng exclaimed in a low voice, except for the spear, Wang San himself was currently leaning against the Evil God Platform's protective formation, slowly sliding down, and it seemed that he had completely lost his voice.

It looked like he had been killed by the evil god's formation.

But as a Mahayana monk, he naturally had a keen eye, and he soon discovered that there was a small hole as thick as a finger between Wang San's eyebrows.

After a little deduction, he understood what exactly happened just now.

Wang and the three guns merged into one and turned into a thunder dragon, stabbing Chen Chen at an astonishing speed. But before the thunder dragon could touch Chen Chen, Chen Chen suddenly pointed out and shot out an extremely sharp force.

This energy not only accurately found Wang San's position among the thunder dragons, but also defeated all Wang San's protection in an instant, blasted into the center of his eyebrows, and destroyed his soul.

So when Wang San flew past Chen Chen, he had actually become a corpse, and that's why he hit the formation on the edge of the Evil God Platform.

"Wang San's cultivation level is in the middle stage of the Tribulation, but the blow just now was not weaker than that in the late stage of the Tribulation... And Chen Chen actually destroyed him with one finger?"

Yin Sheng looked at the back figure in the distance, his expression a little dazed.

Wang San, who had been so upright and righteous just now, instantly felt cold, but Chen Chen, who was so unkind and cowardly as a mouse, was still standing there.

In this situation, a huge change has occurred!

Chen Chen turned his head, looked at Wang San's body, and murmured: "The eloquence is good, but in the world of cultivation, strength is respected after all. Of course, in fact, in terms of eloquence, I am not inferior to you, but I am just too lazy to argue with you. "

As soon as he said these words, the millions of monks watching the battle realized what had happened, and the area around the silent Evil God Stage suddenly became an uproar.

It is really surprising that Chen Chen, who is as timid as a rat and unkind, has such strength.

Only Yuan Qingtian and his party were not surprised. At this time, they were bragging again, as if they were afraid that others would not know that they knew Chen Chen, which was completely opposite to their attitude just now.

Yuan Bai's face was extremely ugly, and he flew to Wang San's body in a flash to check Wang San's condition.

Others didn't know, but he knew that in order to ensure the safety of Tuesday Wang Sanqing Xuanming, the three monks who came to seek refuge in the true spirit world, the Styx Saint King specially gave a protective magic weapon.

It is precisely because of this that he was able to survive Zhou Tianji's sudden attack before Tuesday.

"The protective magic weapon was destroyed... This Chen Chen's finger hit at least the level of the peak of tribulation."

Yuan Bai was secretly shocked when he saw that a jade pendant on Wang San's chest had broken into pieces.

Just the power of this finger showed that Chen Chen's strength was at least on the same level as Fairy Ziyue Netherworld Qionghua and the others.

Could it be that this kid is the trump card in the real spirit world?

At this thought, the relaxation in his heart completely disappeared. Unexpectedly, this battle still retains suspense to this day.

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On the other side, in the Evil God's Hall, a group of powerful men all stood up. Daojun Tianji took out the projection stone that recorded the battle scenes and watched it over and over again. Finally, he clapped his hands suddenly and said: "Fellow Daoist Heavenly Demon! Do you sincerely deceive me?" , this Chen Chen can really do anything!"

The Demonic City Lord smiled awkwardly, feeling ashamed that even his master did not know that Chen Chen had such strength.

To be honest, he was able to let Chen Chen come to make up the numbers in the first place because of the reputation of the third magic weapon on the weapon refining list. As for Chen Chen himself, he didn't expect much.

The master of the Immortal Sect said regretfully: "I really shouldn't have been suspicious of this kid at the beginning, otherwise, this kid might be able to defeat all enemies by himself now."

Lord Tianji waved his hand and said: "Not necessarily. He should have found a special opportunity during this period. If he had been chosen, he might not have had this opportunity."

The Lord of the Evil Temple suddenly thought of something and said, "What to do with those true spirits?"

Lord Tianji heard this and said quickly: "Let them stop for a while! It's not too late to wait for this kid to finish fighting before taking action! If this kid can defeat two or three people, even if the fight is interrupted by then, people's hearts will still be On our side."

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On the Evil God Stage, Chen Chen took a look at Wang San's spear and coveted it. If he was not mistaken, there was divine gold in the spear.

If he killed this Wang San in the wild, the spear would be his own, but on this evil stage, he could only watch helplessly as Yuan Bai took back the spear.

Yin Sheng received instructions from several top experts at this time, and after his face changed slightly, it returned to the unruffled look it had at the beginning.

"Haha, it seems that the Mingyuan Sect is not that great. It took a lot of effort to train a rebel cultivator from the true spirit world, but he was destroyed with just one finger."

Hearing these strange words, Yuan Bai collected Wang San's body with a sullen face, and then looked at the remaining disciples of the Ming Yuan Sect.

At this time, there are still five people in the Abyss Sect who have not yet fought, but there are only two people who can really reach the peak of the tribulation. One of them is naturally Qing Xuanming, and the other is their local genius in the Abyss Realm, Po, the direct disciple of the Saint King of the Abyss. quiet.

Chen Chen didn't expend much power in the battle just now, so he could only send out Po You or Qing Xuan Ming, otherwise he would just die.

"Let my disciple Poyou go first. No matter what, we must ensure that Qing Xuanming can win. He is a true spiritual monk. Only if he wins can he attract more true spiritual monks to join us."

The cold words of Saint King Styx rang in his mind, and Yuan Bai subconsciously looked at Poyou in the crowd.

Poyou understood immediately, took a step forward, and climbed onto the Evil God Platform.

He didn't talk as much nonsense as Wang San. As soon as he came on stage, he focused all his attention on Chen Chen. At the same time, a long thorn appeared in his hand.

There was a faint light between the thorns, and the extremely terrifying power of the Law of Destruction was attached to them.

Seeing that dim light, Chen Chen felt a sense of déjà vu in his heart.

This dim light seemed to come from the same vein as the strange liquid that invaded his body. In other words, the person in front of him was the disciple of the Saint King of Styx?

Thinking of the pain his body suffered from the liquid, Chen Chen frowned subconsciously, and then stretched out his right hand.

Teng!

There was a soft sound, and a raging flame suddenly burned in his palm. Then the flame gradually dissipated, revealing the long sword hidden in it.

This long sword is orange-red in color, four fingers wide, and a person tall. There is a fire phoenix tattooed on the sword body, which is looking up to the sky and screaming. The hilt is shaped like a phoenix feather, and it looks extremely extraordinary.

Seeing the new Wanhua Shenfeng, Yuan Bai took a deep breath. As a Mahayana strongman, he could naturally see how powerful the sword in Chen Chen's hand was.

Even the Tianque Flowing Light Sword in the hands of Fairy Qionghua was one level worse than this sword.

Strictly speaking, this sword is the undisputed most powerful magic weapon until now.

"The real trump card in the true spirit world is indeed this boy!"

Yuan Bai thought to himself, unknowingly, he felt a sense of tension in his heart, and this feeling was the first time he had appeared in the past two days.