The outskirts of Bear King City.

The black wasteland stretched out, and the cold and damp black soil was covered with saw-toothed thorns. These thorny plants grew together, leaving only small gaps between the leaves, and purple-brown liquid flowed from the tips.

A strange bird flapping its wings approached the spikes, trying to find a safe place to rest.

Snap!

The dark thorny plant below suddenly twisted, as if it had come alive. Dense spikes spread out from the middle, revealing an oval bloody mouth, with white spikes growing all over the red mouth. With one bite, the strange bird was swallowed without even a chance to react. The purple-brown venom emitted a burst of corrosive white smoke, and it instantly became quiet.

Chen Luofei was in the front. The tracking brain in the external brain kept feeding back information, so that he would not lose his way. The flower-backed turtle behind him was calculating while flying, trying to calculate the position of the puppeteer first.

'Below.'

Chen Luo immediately changed direction and stepped down from top to bottom.

Buzz!!

The spiritual energy swept through, like a hemispherical light curtain, and the black thorn bushes were scattered by the spiritual energy. The moment the thorn monster disguised as a plant sensed the danger, it twisted like a poisonous snake. A large amount of purple poisonous gas gushed out, trying to resist.

But in the face of absolute strength, the resistance of these plants was like a tickle. The purple venom that was sprayed out was separated by the spiritual energy before it got close. The falling spiritual energy became heavier, making them feel the threat of death.

Large tracts of thorn bushes screamed miserably, and some of the thorn bushes at the edge broke off contact and crawled away like poisonous snakes. The root in the middle was stomped into mud by Chen Luo's foot, and large pieces of tree pulp exploded.

"The poisonous fang worm, this thing looks like a thorn plant, and is actually a kind of poisonous insect."

The flower-backed turtle also fell down.

He had lived for more than two thousand years, and coupled with the characteristics of the Fate Turtle Clan, he was knowledgeable and could tell the origin of this thing at a glance.

"I thought this kind of thing only existed in the demon world, but I didn't expect it to exist here too."

He walked over and broke open a dead poisonous fang worm, found a few thumb-sized insect eggs inside, and threw them into his mouth.

"Great tonic, would you like two?"

Seeing Chen Luo standing still, the Flower-backed Turtle asked casually.

"The breath is wrong."

Chen Luo looked at the area ahead and frowned. After reaching this position, the number of enemy auras tracked by the external brain became three, and more than 30 brains proficient in tracking were divided into three parties. Each party was sure that their perception was correct.

Chen Luo also knew that their tracking was correct, but among these three directions, two must be false.

This is the most difficult part about being a puppeteer.

The opponent doesn't fight you head-on at all, they just use puppets to fight you indefinitely. If the opponent has supplies, tracking and killing is useless. This also exposes Chen Luo's second problem, his brain, which is proficient in tracking, can't keep up.

The brain that was supplemented by the Qionghua Sect in the lower world could not keep up with the speed of his cultivation and gradually fell behind.

The previous refining, the current tracking, and other problems that may arise in the future are generally the same type of problems. This is the sequelae of practicing too fast. Most of the immortal cultivators of his age, except for those who have disappeared from the life and death path, have just entered the Danjie stage and started to contact the vitality of heaven and earth. Chen Luo, a powerful cultivator who has entered the second step of immortal cultivation, is no longer on the same level as them.

"If we want to have another large-scale upgrade, at least every field needs to be led by a genius brain at the level of God Transformation."

“All three directions are true.”

The flower-backed turtle showed a puzzled expression. He had just tried to calculate it, and the divination result told him that there was no problem with the three directions.

"Then go in the middle."

Chen Luo randomly chose a direction and turned into a stream of light to chase after it.

Cold water pond.

A stream of light descended from the sky and entered the pool, and a large number of bubbles emerged. The figure continued to dive, and after about two thousand meters, the light in front of him suddenly brightened, and a water palace appeared in front of him. The figure did not stop, and the figure flashed into the water palace.

The light curtain swept past my skin, and after entering the gate, my body felt lighter. The water pressure outside disappeared completely, and was replaced by a clean and bright hall.

Three monks in black robes were drinking in the water palace. The shrimp soldiers and clam girls stood respectfully on both sides, constantly serving them.

A figure flashed and sat down at the fourth seat at the end.

Only then did he see his appearance clearly. A thin middle-aged scholar with a cold face and a deep aura, with a palm-sized wooden man hanging around his waist. This man was the puppeteer who had tried to test Chen Luo not long ago.

Chen Luo killed his core puppet, causing him to suffer backlash and he has not recovered from his injuries until now.

"How about it?"

Among the three people who were drinking, one of them stopped and looked at the puppeteer who had just barged in.

"That guy is a lunatic!"

"You don't agree? You are just a casual cultivator."

The other person's eyes also turned cold. In their opinion, they had done their best, but they didn't expect this guy to be so ignorant of the current situation.

At this moment, a circle of spiritual power suddenly burst out from the side.

BANG!!

A black spear flew from behind, and a young man in white clothes had a fierce look on his face. The spear seemed to become alive in his hand, drawing a cone-shaped airflow in the air, and the sound whistled and turned into a spiritual attack, sweeping away the wine on the table, and the shrimp soldiers and clam girls on both sides rolled out in embarrassment, falling like weeds.

The waves exploded, a point of light condensed at the tip of the gun, and evil spirit was born from the water curtain, gathering into a dragon, and reaching the old man drinking in the middle.

"The hatred for my father's murder is irreconcilable!!"

The young man in white roared angrily with a desperate attitude, which made people look at him sideways.

bite!!

The old man in the middle stretched out his index finger, and a white light flashed at the tip of his finger. It collided with the flying spear, and the two forces collided with a sound of metal clashing. The wall pillars of the surrounding water palace were broken in the middle by the collision of these forces.

The puppeteer who had just sat down and the remaining two people quickly dispersed.

"A monster is a monster! It has no magical powers and only has brute force for nothing."

There was a flash of disdain in the old man's eyes.

A circle of ripples appeared on his fingers, and the young man in white opposite him changed his expression when he saw the ripples, and subconsciously wanted to retreat. But before he could move, his consciousness became hazy, and then he saw a figure appear beside him.

"How dare you lay hands on me, you beast!"

The figure looked old and his face was filled with anger.

"father?"

The young man in white began to become dazed, and his weakness of cultivating strength without practicing Taoism was exposed. His soul was affected and he began to speak to the air.

“Kneel down!”

"I"

The young man in white was still struggling, trying to escape from this spiritual attack. But just as he showed a sign of breaking free, the old man opposite raised his hand again, holding the wine glass in his hand and gently splashing it in front of him.

The wine that left the glass suddenly grew larger, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a raging sea. Countless shrimps and crabs in the sea water raised their weapons and stabbed towards the young man in white.

Phew!

With a sharp pain, the young man in white suddenly came back to his senses. The "father" who was talking to him a second ago suddenly faded away and turned into smoke. The real scene appeared in his eyes again. The four evil men who slaughtered the water mansion were sitting in the distance, staring at him indifferently.

Failed again.

These cunning humans only know how to use such despicable means!

The young man in white roared, and his figure flashed, transforming into a white dragon several dozen meters long. He swept his long tail in the air, creating a circular air wave, and his body instantly turned into light, trying to escape.

"I accidentally let you run away last time, and you want to do it again this time?"

The old man took a bell from his waist slowly and shook it gently towards the white dragon in the distance. The sound of the bell spread and instantly enveloped the white dragon. The white dragon, which was originally running for its life, seemed to have lost its mind after hearing the bell. It turned around strangely and flew back to the water palace.

"A brainless demon like you is only fit to be a pet."

The old man walked over and stepped on Bai Jiao's head.

The struggling white dragon's eyes were red, and its body was twisting non-stop, but under the influence of the bell, what he saw and touched was a completely different scene. In the eyes of the old man and the puppet master, they saw a white dragon that was gradually being tamed.

"Tell me what happened to that casual cultivator?"

After dealing with the white dragon, the old man turned around and continued the previous topic.

"He refused to quit and destroyed my puppet." When mentioning the puppet, a trace of hatred flashed in the puppeteer's eyes.

The puppet that was crushed by Chen Luo was the core puppet.

This kick destroyed half of his cultivation, and it is unknown how long it will take for him to recover.

"These guys who ascended from the lower realm are the most troublesome. They are used to being local tyrants down there, and they think the upper realm is also that kind of small place."

The second figure next to the old man spoke.

This is a woman, a woman who is huddled in the shadows. Her appearance cannot be seen clearly from the outside, and one can only get a rough idea of ​​her. When the puppeteer's eyes swept over this person, a trace of fear flashed subconsciously.

This woman is a Gu cultivator.

A madman more vicious than the puppeteer. The person standing here and talking is most likely not the real person, but an aggregate of a bunch of insects.

"Get a puppet and sell his information to the Star Gate."

The old man said this expressionlessly, and the white dragon under his feet became more docile, and its eyes looking at the old man became dependent, but no one knew what he saw.

"When I left, the people from the Star Gate had already arrived. But this guy's escape technique is very advanced, and those rubbish from the Star Gate may not be able to catch up with him."

"As long as he is exposed once, the Star Gate will be able to lock onto his position. Just because the people now can't catch up doesn't mean the people coming later can't catch up."

They are the ones who know Dao Zong's background best.

"Let's get down to business. The Valley Master didn't send the four of us here to deal with these insignificant minions."

The third person who had been silent the whole time summed up the topic. Why waste so much time on someone who has nothing to do with the mission? If it weren't for Chen Luo's Changqing Sect spying on their secrets, they wouldn't bother to pay attention to this little ant.

"It has been basically confirmed that the three old guys from Sun, Moon and Star cannot come out. The only thing that can pose a threat to us is that snake."

"That's easy. Let the boss lead him away. The boss is the best at dealing with such brainless beasts." (End of this chapter)