I Can Track Everything

After the two flew out for a few miles, a streamer flew over and bombarded the trapped formation.

A light suddenly lit up between heaven and earth, and then the formation that trapped tens of thousands of monks in Fukun City was directly broken.

Tens of thousands of monks cried with joy, but they didn't know who to thank.

...

As soon as the Sect Master of Wuxian Sect entered the dark room, he smelled a foul stench. He resisted the discomfort. He walked quickly to the depths, and it didn't take long before he saw the skinny old man who was sucked to dryness.

"Big... lord!"

Although this scene was within his expectations, but seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but feel a shock and despair in his heart!

The adults really fell!

Although Xie Xiu usually cultivates fast, it is extremely difficult to make breakthroughs. Small realm breakthroughs can easily go crazy, facing backlash, big realm breakthroughs, and thunder tribulations. Those who can cultivate to the Primordial Spirit Realm are all people with great perseverance.

And now, because of his madness... being attacked by evil powers, even the primordial spirit has been completely wiped out.

"There is a problem with the Primordial Soul Concentration Pill!"

The sect master of Wuxianzong looked sad and angry.

The lord has always been elegant and easy-going, and never said vulgar words, but today he shouted the phrase "you are paralyzed" so that half the city can hear it, which shows how unacceptable the lord has encountered!

When an accident occurs during the breakthrough, even an ordinary cultivator may go into trouble, let alone an evil cultivator...

"Old thief Yuhuo! I didn't expect that your honesty and honesty are all pretending! It's really a big traitor, and I was so careless that I hurt the adults..."

The Sect Master of Wuxianzong was extremely remorseful in his eyes, and the honest and honest smile in his mind instantly became hideous, like an evil ghost in hell!

"Senior brother! There is something wrong with the Soul Concentration Pill of the Yuhuo old thief. Your lord was killed by the backlash because of his infatuation. You killed that old thief and avenged the lord!"

Taking out the communication token to spread the news, the Wuxian Sect Sect Master burned the corpse of the skinny old man to ashes and took away the storage ring.

It was revealed that it was impossible to continue to stay in Dongjiang, so he could only escape.

This thought flashed through his mind, and he quickly left the dark room.

However, as soon as he went out, he saw tens of thousands of Fukun City cultivators who had escaped the predicament, and without exception, all glared at him.

...

The elder Wuxianzong received news from his junior brother as soon as he arrived at the mansion, and the whole person was stunned in an instant.

Who would have thought that Yu Huo's honest and honest appearance hides a black-bellied heart?

"Old fire thief! I will kill you!"

Yangtian roared angrily, and he flew straight towards the courtyard where the residual fire was.

In the courtyard, Yu Huo had just woken up, and Chen Chen and Su Lian were beside him.

As for those Wuxian Sect Yuanying cultivators, they have all been executed at this moment.

Seeing the corpse in that place, the elder Wuxianzong's eyes were split, and he pointed at Yuhuo and scolded: "Old Yuhuo thief! You are so cruel!"

Yu Huo's face was stunned, at this moment Chen Chen didn't have time to tell him the truth of the matter.

Seeing Yu Huo's expression, the elder Wuxianzong was even more angry, and his chest even heaved violently.

This old thief is still pretending at this time!

However, the corpse in that place made him understand that with his current strength, he was simply unable to kill thieves.

Without hesitation, he turned his head and left, faster than when he came.

Yu Huo's followers subconsciously wanted to chase, but Chen Chen was one step ahead of them.

"This old thief is a half-demon at the peak of Yuan Ying, and he is very powerful. Leave it to me."

...

After half an hour.

A charred corpse lay at Chen Chen's feet, with a storage ring in his hand.

The space for this storage ring is not small, and it is full of various resources, especially the demon pills. Just looking at the number, I am afraid that there are no less than a thousand, of which there are as many as five demon pills in the primordial spirit realm!

This is just the storage ring of this Supreme Elder.

"This Wuxian sect is a bit too rich. If the Wuxian sect master and Yuanshen evil cultivator have such a family background, they will almost catch up with me by one-third... and this is only a medium-sized sect. ."

Chen Chen always felt that something was wrong.

Because there are too many demon pills, there are many fresh demon pills among them.

This shows that in addition to robbery and other means, the people of Wuxianzong have also personally killed many demon clans.

"The demon clan pays more attention to bloodline than the human clan, and the treatment of the half-demon on the demon clan's side is not even comparable to that on the human clan's side..."

Chen Chen muttered to himself, he vaguely suspected that Wuxianzong was a double-sided spy, wandering on the edge of the human and demon clans, taking benefits from both sides.

How easy is it to say that a medium-sized sect can thrive in a mixed situation between the two races?

After all, it is impossible for everyone to be like him, with excellent ingenuity and a system.

"Is there any power above this Wuxianzong?"

This thought flashed in Chen Chen's mind, and then he carefully searched the storage ring again. Except for a communication token that communicated with the demon clan, there were no other too special communication tokens.

"The Yuanshen Monster Race should have the answer, but I don't know if it's dead."

Thinking of this, Chen Chen sent a message to Yuan Qingtian.

Yuan Qingtian was in a corner of Fukun City at this time.

There are fifty or sixty Wuxianzong cultivators hidden in this corner. At this moment, all of them have exposed their bodies and died on the ground. Although the blood on the ground has gathered into a small stream, these half-monsters died peacefully, and some even had faces. There was a smile on his face, as if he was dreaming.

After Yuan Qingtian collected their storage rings, he received news from Chen Chen, and without a word, flew towards the place where the monks in Fukun City gathered.

It didn't take long for him to see the Wuxian Sect Sect Master who had turned into a body among nearly ten thousand cultivators.

Yuan Qingtian observed silently in stealth, his eyes were like hawks, and the killer instinct was vividly reflected in him at this moment.

After a while, he was lurking in a dark place in the distance according to the results of his observations.

The Sect Master of Wuxian Sect fought fiercely for about a quarter of an hour and then exploded, leaving only one Nascent Soul rushing out, breaking through in the direction of Yuan Qingtian.

At this moment, he was seriously injured, and he was in a panic. He just subconsciously flew towards the safest place he thought. He didn't expect that his path to break through was already predicted.

Just as he was paying full attention to the chasing soldiers behind him, a dagger suddenly stabbed out of the void in front of him and plunged into his Nascent Soul at once.

All kinds of toxins erupted in an instant, and the Wuxian Sect Sect Master turned his head in astonishment, and saw the plain, but full of grim face.

"Let you say that I'm a waste, bah!"

A low scolding came, and then the Sect Master of Wuxianzong completely lost consciousness.

Yuan Qingtian took the two storage rings that Yuan Ying was holding, and with a flash, he disappeared into the void again.

"Brother, everything is done."

...

Chen Chen smiled with satisfaction when he received the message. At this moment, he was using the system to search for the mansion, and he had gained some results. Although it was far less than what was in the storage ring, it was equivalent to 1% of his assets.

There is absolutely no problem in feeding a few small Yuan Yings.

He did not plan to swallow the harvest this time, especially the alchemy materials, most of which he gave to Yu Huo Su Lian.

This feeling must be cultivated slowly.

"Congratulations to the host for using the system 10,000 times, completing the achievement professional opening, and rewarding a designated tracking opportunity in the world."

There was a system prompt in his mind, and Chen Chen groaned in his heart.

The new tracking feature is here!

"What is designated tracking?" Chen Chen asked in his mind.

"Tracking the same specific item will only show a result that is closest to the host." The system's answer was concise, and Chen Chen quickly understood it.

For example, if he wants Wanhua Shenjin now, he can use this tracking to search for a piece of Wanhua Shenjin closest to him in the world.

The advantage of this function is that the tracking range is very large, and you can ask for what you want, instead of returning a bunch of unknown treasures like tracking within the range.

The downside is that you can only take one thing.

Chen Chen took a deep breath and didn't rush to use it. Although he had a lot of famous terms in his mind, and even those who ate and became immortals, those things are legendary things. If there is no such thing in this world, isn't it? Blood loss?

So we have to think long-term and wait until the critical moment before using it.

...

Just when he had various calculations in his mind.

In a super cave that I don't know how far away.

A white-haired old man sitting cross-legged took out the communication token and looked at the message inside.

"Master, the disciple was calculated by the Jade Cauldron Pill Sect, and has already fallen. From now on, I can no longer share the worries for the master... But the disciple will look at the master under the Jiuquan, for our half-demon in the territory of these two tribes, Fight for one's own world.

Hope Master... Take care! "

Seeing this message, the white-haired old man calmly crushed the communication token.

"Fight for one's own world...how difficult is it?"

Muttering a word, the white-haired old man closed his eyes and continued to practice, as if nothing had happened.