I Can Track Everything

"idiot!"

Hei Ming cursed in his heart and reached the sky above Tianshui Mountain in a flash. Then he slammed down with a palm, and the formation of Tianshui Mountain collapsed.

Chen Chen, who was sitting on the mountain, raised his head and glanced at Hei Ming, frowning.

It was somewhat beyond his expectation that he provoked the Mahayana monks so quickly.

"Brother!"

Yuan Qingtian's shouts came from the distance. Chen Chen looked over and felt relieved when he saw that Yuan Qingtian was fine.

Seeing Chen Chen's calm face, Hei Ming subconsciously used his spiritual consciousness to check Chen Chen's cultivation, but found nothing, which made him frown.

Just when he was about to say something, Qiu Wen quickly flew over from a distance.

"Senior Heiming! Don't talk nonsense to him! Let's take action directly!"

After saying that, he suddenly waved his hand, and hundreds of Jianjian Sect monks quickly gathered over, and nearly a hundred attacks were aimed at Chen Chen.

Hei Ming glanced at Qiu Wen with disgust. He still had something to ask. Why was this man so anxious?

"Senior Hei Ming, our Wenjian Sect has an ancient saying that villains die from talking too much! Once you talk too much, trouble will easily happen!

There is another saying, delay will bring change, start now, this person has no reinforcements, if you delay for a while, God knows what will happen! Anyway, as long as he dies, everything will be ours! "

As Qiu Wen spoke, he took out a large cauldron. With all his strength, the cauldron turned into the size of a small mountain and pressed down on Chen Chen head-on.

At the same time, hundreds of Wenjian Sect monks launched attacks at the same time, and the dark night was suddenly illuminated into day by the dazzling light of spiritual power!

The entire Tianshui Mountain shook violently, as if it would collapse in the next second.

Seeing this battle, Chen Chen's face became serious.

What is going on? Has his identity as a true spiritual monk been exposed?

Otherwise, why would these people be so serious right from the start?

Boom boom boom!

Before he had time to think about it, a series of explosions exploded around him.

However, these attacks were not powerful enough to break his defense.

When the darkness returned to calm, it was already half a minute later.

In the darkness of the night, Chen Chen sat cross-legged, holding the large cauldron of the Jianjian Sect with one hand, and his clothes were not even stained by dust.

Qiu Wen's expression suddenly changed when he saw this scene, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead unconsciously. The next second, he hid directly behind Hei Ming.

I didn’t expect that this trip would be so unlucky, and I would encounter a unique situation!

This man turned out to be a Mahayana monk!

Fortunately, he followed the ancestral precepts of Wen Wen Jian Jian and pulled Hei Ming over, otherwise the Wen Wen Sect might all have fallen here today!

"Ancestor, you will not deceive me! Put stability first in everything, and you will never go wrong. If I covet the Nether Spirit Gold, I will die today!"

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"Which sect of monks are you from? Why have I never heard of your name?"

Hei Ming took two steps back, his expression quite solemn.

He was just a little skeptical before, but Jian Jian Zong's attack just now was considered a solid blow.

The stranger in front of me is a Mahayana monk!

Chen Chen did not answer in a hurry, but threw the big cauldron in the direction of Yuan Qingtian.

The two monks guarding Yuan Qingtian quickly fled when they saw this, and Yuan Qingtian quickly came to Chen Chen's side.

"Who are you?"

Chen Chen looked up at Hei Ming and asked.

"Hei Ming, the guardian elder of Tianming Sanctuary!"

Hei Ming replied loudly. After revealing his identity, he suddenly felt confident.

"People from the Holy Realm? You took my Nether Soul Gold, right? You gave me two Shinto Fruits, and this matter is over."

Chen Chen stretched out his hand.

He had just arrived in the Netherworld not long ago, and he didn't want to conflict with the people in the Holy Realm.

Hei Ming laughed when he heard this and said: "If you want the Shinto Fruit, you can take out three pieces of Nether Soul Gold."

Chen Chen's face became a little ugly when he heard this.

Behind him, Yuan Qingtian murmured in a low voice: "Senior brother, why don't we kill people and silence them? These people don't know how to praise."

Although his voice was low, the people around him were monks and could hear him clearly.

Hei Ming immediately sneered and moved his lips slightly. Yuan Qingtian's expression immediately changed, with a look of extreme pain on his face.

Only then did he remember what kind of seeds he had been planted by this black ghost before.

"You dare to talk nonsense after being planted by me, you really don't know how to live or die!"

Upon seeing this, Chen Chen quickly put his hand on Yuan Qingtian's shoulder. The majestic immortal energy rushed into Yuan Qingtian's body, and he quickly found the location of the underworld species.

boom!

With a soft sound, the underworld seed was directly blasted to pieces by the immortal energy.

Hei Ming suffered a backlash, his face turned pale slightly, he took two steps back and bumped into Qiu Wen.

Ouch!

Before he could start to be shocked, a strange roar came out, spreading for dozens of miles.

The monks from Jianjian Sect Dujie and below were shocked by the sound, and they all collapsed on the ground.

Qiu Wen and other tribulation cultivators also had weak legs and could not stand steadily.

Chen Chen's face lit up when he heard the roar. He lowered his head and saw that Mung Bean had appeared at his feet at some point, fluttering its illusory wings and glaring at Hei Ming and the others with a pair of small eyes.

"What the hell? Who the hell are you!"

Hei Ming's heart trembled, and he stepped back one after another.

When the roar just came out, not to mention Qiu Wen and other disciples of the Wenjian Sect, even he, a Mahayana monk, was shocked and was in a daze for a few seconds.

What was making the roaring sound was a strange turtle that had never been seen before, only the size of a washbasin, and could fly.

Chen Chen touched Mung Bean's head, looked at the stars in the sky, and said quietly: "At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, Master Shenxiu, the Divine Turtle Immortal, has returned to the world."

"Ah?" Hei Ming looked confused.

Chen Chen waved his hand and said to Mung Bean: "Look at your strength now. They are not good people, so there is no need to hold back."

Mung Bean roared again when he heard this, and the water of the great lake on the top of Tianshui Mountain rose into the sky, forming thousands of water dragons, sealing off the entire area for dozens of miles.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of water dragons turned into pitch black color and surged towards the monks of the Wenjian Sect.

Boom boom boom!

There were constant explosions, and all the monks of the Wenjian Sect who were hit by the water dragon, no matter what their cultivation level, were all turned into powder. In just a moment, only Qiu Wen of the Wenjian Sect was left alive.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Wen was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground and kept whispering.

"The possibility of one in billions... actually happened to me... I am still not stable enough..."

Hei Ming's pupils shrank slightly when he saw the battle, and he turned around and wanted to run away.

Mung Bean flapped his small wings and actually traveled through the space directly in front of Hei Ming.

Immediately afterwards, it opened its mouth, and a black liquid ball containing a huge amount of immortal energy condensed out of its mouth.

Seeing that thing, Chen Chen's expression suddenly changed, and he pulled Yuan Qingtian and flew aside.

Before he could fly out a hundred meters, the sphere in Mung Bean's mouth suddenly shot out, directly penetrated the space and hit Hei Ming's chest!

"No!"

Hei Ming exclaimed, and then his whole body exploded, turning into ice shards that scattered all over the sky and landed on Tianshui Mountain.