Chen Xinghe fights with local Mahayana monks.

This monk is a leopard and reveals his prototype very quickly.

However, compared to this person and the leopard, Chen Xinghe was faster, constantly switching body shapes in the bloody wind and smoke, causing the clouds to disperse.

"Don't know how to call me senior?"

"I am Heimian."

"What a good name. Senior should sleep until the end of time and never appear again to deserve this name."

"Asshole, go to sleep!" A claw came.

Chen Xinghe moved his body, but he did not expect that the black claws would refract quickly and suddenly hang on his body.

Just as the black claws were about to scratch through, who knew that with a slight sway on the bloody lotus platform, Chen Xinghe had escaped from the clutches.

"What a wonderful treasure, how unfair is the way of heaven? You are not even a Mahayana person, yet you actually possess such a treasure, while I have been enlightened for many years, and my money is so tight! Fortunately, you and that monkey came to this world to fight. This is what I Chengfeng

It’s an opportunity.”

"The old thief is really whimsical. My natal flying sword will naturally wax and wane with me. As for the twelve-grade lotus platform under my feet, the lotus seeds take root and accompany me. It will be useless if others take it."

"Hahaha, you ignorant boy, even if this flying sword and this rosette are inseparable from you, I can still seize them."

"Yes, yes, you are powerful, you are capable..." Suddenly, a sharp edge appeared between the sky and the earth.

Suddenly, the sharp edge swiped across the black claw.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

"Ding ding ding..."

The two sides kept colliding, Chen Xinghe chuckled, and a line of Hunyuan appeared behind him.

"collapse……"

The black claws rippled, and actually forced twenty-seven flying swords, making the murderous intention freeze in the air and unable to advance.

Chen Xinghe sighed: "The old guy is really powerful. It seems that none of the Mahayana monks are given for free. The Gui Zang Sword's knowledge is extraordinary. When encountering such an old guy, I still feel that I have nothing to say."

The sword blade retreated and disappeared without a trace.

Chen Xinghe also disappeared on the spot, not wanting to continue the fierce battle with this old guy.

"Want to run? No way."

The leopard's claws tore through the sky, and the hunter was approaching in an instant.

Chen Xinghe appeared and said angrily: "Old thief, do you want to lose both sides?"

"You don't deserve it."

"Am I not worthy?" Chen Xinghe became more energetic, and his whole body glowed with electric light.

"Bang bang bang bang..." Seven big footprints were fixed in the air, and lightning burst out from the edges of the footprints. Then the old thief Heimian was shocked when he saw the little thief suddenly standing behind him.

"Pfft..." Chen Xinghe spat out a mouthful of blood, and the sixteen layers of the immortal armor on his right hand were scattered in three layers.

He held a sword in his hand and his breath was bright.

"Pfft..." Chen Xinghe spat out another mouthful of blood, with a cold look in his eyes. He didn't care about his injuries. He wiped away the blood with his hand and turned around slowly.

The black panther made a crawling posture and wanted to turn around and pounce. However, as soon as he moved his body, the black fur slipped away like satin.

"You, what did you do to me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black panther's bones and flesh were separated, but its muscles were gray and there was no trace of blood left.

The demon god left his body and cast a spell instantly. Unexpectedly, the sword clanged loudly.

With one blow, the demon god broke apart, and then he realized that something was wrong.

"What a good sword! What a good sword! But this flying sword alone is not enough to achieve this level. You...you still have treasures on you..."

The demon god was no longer in front of him. Chen Xinghe took three steps at a time and came to the body. He saw that the flesh and bones were rapidly disintegrating.

"Don't you have anything with you? It would be nice to leave a magic weapon behind!"

Soon, Chen Xinghe found a spiritual treasure in the leopard skin.

This treasure reveals a faint cloud of smoke, and it is a human skin lantern.

"Human skin lantern? Refining the ghost?" Chen Xinghe stretched out his right hand to search the sky and the earth to build a passage to seize the body.

What I didn't expect was that the construction was not going smoothly. There seemed to be a layer of obstacles ahead and the passage could never be formed.

"Disturbed?"

"There are countless ghosts in the lamp. I wonder if I know where the old thief's ashram is."

Chen Xinghe squeezed it hard, and the lights burst out.

The human skin lantern was damaged quickly, and countless ghosts roared. However, with a flash of blood, most of the ghosts were converted.

Nine of the ghosts could not be dissipated, and Chen Xinghe immediately knew that these ghosts were extraordinary.

"Does the old thief often torture you? You are burdened with a blood feud, and your resentment cannot be dissipated! Now that I have destroyed the old thief's true form, I don't know where the old thief's dojo is. Can you give me some directions?"

One of the girls among the nine ghosts cried: "Thank you, Master, for avenging me. But that leopard was a Mahayana monk, and there are thirteen layers of poisonous mist in the dojo to obscure the secrets. Even if we had been there before, we wouldn't have known it for a while.

Specific location."

"Have you ever seen the starry sky in the old thief dojo?"

"Starry sky?" Another ghost was stunned, raised his hand and released a picture and said: "Although the old thief's residence is surrounded by fog all year round, the fog will weaken on March 3rd every year. I have watched the stars."

"Okay!" Chen Xinghe was overjoyed and carefully checked the starry sky to lock his position.

Immediately, without saying a word, he jumped up and flew toward the target location at lightning speed.

The speed was getting faster and faster, but it took a whole day and a night to see the starry sky.

Chen Xinghe floated down and saw thousands of miles of deserted surroundings. Is this the old thief's dojo?

"Thirteen layers of poisonous mist?"

"This is a clue."

However, after a full search, there was no poisonous fog within a thousand miles.

"No? Could it be that this dojo can even fake the stars?"

He didn't believe it, so he attracted all the stars in the sky to trace the time, but he still didn't find it.

Chen Xinghe searched around once again and confirmed that it was not here. He said to the nine ghosts: "Immediately recall where the old thief has been with the human skin lantern. You may be able to deduce the location through the route."

"Reverse reasoning? A good idea." Nine ghosts whispered.

Three hours later, Yinhun said in disbelief: "We have never been here before. Could it be that the dojo summoned a starry sky out of thin air?"

"You haven't been here?" Chen Xinghe immediately took off and took the surrounding thousands of miles into his mind. He drew a rough map and said, "Look at the surrounding area, have you been there?"

I gave it a try and didn't hold out much hope. I never thought it was the same girl who said with great certainty: "I know, the old thief has been to this small town."

"Small town?" Chen Xinghe looked at the small town five thousand miles away on the map and immediately ran away.

When he came to this area, he immediately looked towards the Earth Temple in the city and then towards the City Emperor Temple.

"I found it. The old thief's dojo must be hidden here. There are traces of him in the Tutu Temple and the Chenghuang Temple."

Divine consciousness enveloped the whole city, activating the star power to explore for clues, and soon something was gained.

Suddenly, Chen Xinghe disappeared. When he appeared again, he was already above a valley.

The mist below was clearly visible, and there was nothing wrong with it on the surface. However, as Saint Chongtong glanced around, he discovered that the depth of the valley was unfathomable.

"Where is this?" Nine ghosts have never been here.

"The poisonous fog distorts your vision, so the starry sky you vaguely see is not the sky above your head, but the starry sky five thousand miles away!"

Chen Xinghe said excitedly: "Even if it is distorted, it is still the same. It cannot be distorted too much, so five thousand miles is the limit."
Chapter completed!