I'm really just a juggler.

Chapter 600 Source of Darkness

After a few more days, Bu Chen began to feel familiar with the surrounding environment.

This was the place where he had wanted to go to Nanman before, but was stopped by someone.

And for some unknown reason, the teleportation array is now intact, and is not as dangerous as before, where it was a crack in the void.

The moment Bu Chen and the other person appeared, the space gradually distorted, and a group of people filed out.

Bu Chen was familiar with the aura of the leader. It was the powerful person from the Netherworld Holy Land who had blocked him from entering.

As for the others, without exception, they are all disciples of the Netherworld Holy Land.

Bu Chen bowed and said, "Senior, do you still remember me? I'm from Taichu Sect."

Although all the etiquette was complete, his expression was indeed extremely solemn.

Because he knew that his story had spread throughout the five realms, he couldn't guarantee that the people in the Netherworld Holy Land in front of him would not be greedy towards him.

The strong man from the Netherworld Holy Land looked at the two of them, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then a flash of light disappeared.

"So it's you. Judging from your appearance, you must have gained a lot from this trip to the South Barbarians!"

As he spoke, Bu Chen suddenly felt a faint aura locking onto him.

The thing he was most worried about happened, so he calmly focused his spiritual thoughts on Xiangmu next to him.

Xiangmu nodded imperceptibly, and Bu Chen's expression relaxed a little.

Since you can beat them, why are you afraid?

So with a smile on his face, he said: "Senior, you are right. This trip to the Southern Barbarians has indeed yielded a lot."

Seeing Bu Chen pretending to be stupid, the face of the strong man from the Netherworld Holy Land suddenly turned gloomy.

He didn't care about Bu Chen before.

But now, seeing him appear in front of him, his heart suddenly became lively.

His current realm is at the peak of the Great Heavenly Venerable. It is precisely because he has been unable to break through for many years that he came here to guard the border.

I want to find a chance to break through in the battle with the Southern Barbarians.

But now, if he had a seventh-grade precious medicine, he wouldn't have to go through danger to break through.

The Netherworld Holy Land has seventh-grade precious medicines, but they are reserved for people with strong connections and promising prospects.

For someone like him who has no background and cannot make progress in his cultivation, there is no way for him to obtain the seventh-grade precious medicine.

Seeing Bu Chen like this, one of the disciples of the Netherworld Holy Land rolled his eyes.

He immediately stood up and shouted at Bu Chen: "You kid, don't even mention that you are a disciple of Taichu Sect. Even if you are from Tiandu Holy Land, you have to show your respect when you meet Elder Liu."

These words were a bit shameless, but for the sake of the seventh-grade precious medicine, the powerful Elder Liu from the Netherworld Holy Land had no choice but to pretend to be deaf and not hear.

Bu Chen sneered at this behavior.

But he still said, "Everyone, what are you talking about? Yes, I have heard some rumors that I have treasures on me, but they are just rumors after all."

Hearing that Bu Chen still refused to admit it, the other disciples of the Netherworld Holy Land could no longer sit still.

They all made accusations.

But their purpose was not the seventh-grade precious medicine on Bu Chen's body.

The seventh-grade precious medicine is still too far away for them now, and they are only interested in the fourth and fifth grades.

Having these precious medicines is like a gift from heaven.

There were even a few people who rushed out directly, displaying various magical powers such as the Netherworld Ghost Hand and molding earth into weapons.

They obviously saw that Bu Chen was not cooperating and planned to rob him by force.

Seeing them fighting, Bu Chen's expression also became cold.

The palms whizzed past, each one carrying a force that could crush all demons.

Those with low strength, such as those in the Dongxuan realm or the early stage of supernatural powers, could not withstand even one move in his hands and were killed instantly.

Beings with supernatural powers at or above the middle stage can't gain any benefits from him.

After one palm strike, he was seriously injured. Although he didn't die, he only had a few breaths left.

When Old Liu saw this scene, his eyes were bloodshot.

He had heard before that Bu Chen faced thirty venerables, and only one escaped.

When he heard the news, he scoffed and didn't believe it.

The span between each level is so huge.

It is a bit exaggerated to use supernatural powers to attack the Venerable.

But now it seems that things are not what he thought.

"You bitch, you're looking for death!"

An angry roar came out of Old Liu's mouth.

He values ​​the younger generations of the Netherworld Holy Land very much, otherwise the Netherworld Holy Land would not send its disciples to him for training.

Boundless ghostly aura emanated from Old Liu, and the surroundings seemed to have turned into a gloomy ghostland.

"You old man, just watch the show, why are you performing in person? Can't you hold yourself in high esteem?"

A faint voice sounded in the ghost realm.

As soon as the words fell, the eerie ghostland that had just formed slowly dissipated.

The figure of Old Liu appeared. His face was as pale as gold paper and his chest was stained with blood.

He stared at Xiangmu intently, his face full of horror and disbelief.

"A Saint Realm expert, no, that's not right, you haven't reached the Saint Realm yet. But..."

He really couldn't understand why he had already reached the peak below the Saint Realm, but his ghost realm was shattered by a person of the same realm with just one word.

This kind of strength, without exception, shows that the other party is a saint.

However, the other party did not have the heavenly aura of the holy realm, which made Old Liu a little unbelievable.

"So what if I'm in the Saint Realm? So what if I'm not in the Saint Realm? I only need one hand to deal with you."

As Xiangmu finished speaking, an extremely dark power emanated from him.

Wherever it passed, even the earth was dyed black.

Looking at this place emitting a strong ominous aura, Old Liu's face changed drastically and he was terrified.

"Darkness, this is the power of the source of darkness. Where did you get it from?"

At this moment, the expression on his face was very complicated, including fear, anger, greed, surprise and astonishment.

Looking at Xiangmu's expression, it was as if he had played with his wife, like an angry lion.

This was also the first time Xiangmu heard this name.

"The source of darkness, it doesn't sound like a good thing."

Bu Chen understood what he meant by this sentence.

He wanted to be king, and the power of the source of darkness was a stain to him.

Although this power is stronger than before, Xiangmu would rather have that ordinary spiritual power than the source of darkness.

Bu Chen had no good solution for this, after all, this was left on him by Bai Bing.

When Mr. Liu heard this, he was so angry that he vomited blood.

"You... you bastard, you actually insulted the Source of Darkness in such a way. What despicable method did you use to take the Source of Darkness for your own use?"

Xiangmu only then withdrew his thoughts. Now was not the time to think about these things.

He looked at Elder Liu dangerously and said, "Your attitude makes me very worried. Since you know the source of darkness, I can't let you live."