As a half-step quasi-immortal emperor, Brother Jiang naturally captured the stall owner's mood immediately.

At the same time, I don’t have any doubts in my mind about how Brother Jiang found me.

I am just a quasi-emperor from his Shenmu Celestial Tribe!

Tianyuntou is not that strong, so I chose to be alone.

At that time, the monk in front of him suddenly spoke.

But if he interferes in that matter, he may collide with a weak person in the quasi-immortal emperor realm.

Brother Jiang greeted the boss and asked me to go with him before closing the stall. He said to the stall owner halfway.

"Take you to his tribe!"

After thinking about it for a long time, Mu Yuan just thought about it.

"Fellow Taoist, he will just assume that you know about this matter, and you can't interfere in anything!"

To return to the Palace of Hell, one must go through the magic circle set up by the Quasi-Immortal Emperor. It is almost possible to follow him back, but that possibility actually happened.

Only then was I convinced that Brother Jiang had really left.

Anyway, now it seems that Tan Chun and I should be friends rather than enemies. If we can retain that relationship, Mu Yuan still wants to keep it as much as possible.

"Ma Long, a direct disciple of the Immortal Emperor, even if there are no treasures out there, and my old man only has a trace of his soul left, it is still worth it to you.

Mu Yuan's appearance was very similar to that of these frenzied believers in the church, and his admiration for the Immortal Emperor was beyond words.

"I'm really not interested in where your King of Hell's Palace is. As for following you, don't flatter yourself. I want to know where you are, and it's a matter of minutes!"

"Forget it, there have been very few things recently. If you want to be quiet, you understand the bad intentions of Fellow Daoist Jiang!"

In Brother Jiang's eyes, everything about the boss is naturally hidden, even my little red pants are hidden.

"You have indeed figured out the location of the Seventeen Celestial Clan. That is some information you collected over the years, which should include the bloodline of one or four Celestial Clan!"

The stall owner was still recalling his life experience, and suddenly he felt as if someone had seen through him. His whole body trembled for an instant, and his eyes came into contact with Brother Jiang.

Because of Tan Chunjian's curse, Tianyun paid a lot of money to know about Tan Chunjian, so he knew very little.

Tan Chun sighed and said to Tan Chun loudly.

Of course, if you are going to die, holding ten four spiritual seeds in your hand will also help!"

Tan Chun's ability to nervously suppress the number one King of Hell in the Hall of Hell is really abnormal in Tianyun's view. Add to that the matter of my master Tianji, Tianyun really wants to take a trip into that troubled water.

As soon as I felt it, oh, what kind of divine luck was that? I walked cautiously and met a descendant of the Seventeen Heavenly Human Race.

Even if the master of Qianjimen is fake, does this fake secret mean to harm us?

Besides, even if he said it himself, how could he still keep the secret behind such an existence?

One of them cast a strange creature and became the ancestor here, but the other one is not the owner of the tomb you are about to explore!"

"You haven't obtained two spiritual seeds left by the weak Shenmu clan before their Nirvana. Even if there are no changes, the spiritual seeds will be delayed in sensing. When the time comes, you should withdraw!"

Moreover, the rich spiritual energy in the air has not yet escaped, and the spiritual rain in the air is full of spiritual energy!

An elegant monk wearing a blue shirt flew up and stopped Tan Chun from selling my products.

Since Tan Chun clearly knows about the weak Shenmu clan, I dare to explore this tomb. As a senior half-step quasi-immortal emperor, I will definitely make fun of my own fate.

Brother Jiang's strength is now firmly in the realm of the Little Saint, and he also exudes the aura of the Shenmu Clan. No matter how you look at it, he is a monk who has practiced the Shenmu Clan. He never thought that his identity would be revealed as soon as they met.

Seeing that Tan Chun was so generous, the stall owner instantly became flattering.

"As for Tan Chun's establishment of the Seventeen Heavenly Clan, you can ask someone to inquire about it. I suspect there will be no news soon.

What kind of existence can make people tremble with fear just because of a look in their eyes? If not these supreme beings in the ethnic group are all good, could it be that the person behind them is an immortal?

"This and that mausoleum..."

Mu Yuan looked at Brother Jiang's collapsed figure, and his small spiritual mind swept through every inch of the space where I was a long time ago.

The stall owner said timidly, if I had still known that the person behind me was a young monk, my life would have been in vain.

Because of the curse, Tan Chunjian is very mysterious, and few forces have even had contact with us.

Unfortunately, Tan Chun could only search for the whereabouts of Shenmu Lu Tianren first.

It can be seen that the secret level of Gui Jiangchen's incident is still very low, and the fate of Qianji Sect's direct disciple, who is a quasi-immortal emperor level force, unexpectedly learned about it by accident.

The stall owner is also an interesting person.

"Put away your murderous intent. After all, I have just helped you solve a life-and-death crisis. Besides, if you, the King of Hell, come together now, can you keep me?"

Since I have taken the initiative to expose myself, this clone will be completely destroyed.
Chapter completed!