The middle-aged man stood there, as if he was petrified, his body motionless.
He is stupid.
Completely stupid!
Grinding bone relics have great significance to the Buddhists, and are almost a shame to the Buddhists, so each one is carefully guarded.
If you want to get a bone-grinding relic from the Buddhist clan, it will undoubtedly be difficult to reach the sky.
But trying to get nine at once is more like a mortal ascending to the ninth heaven. This is a miracle.
After spending countless years of hard work and training countless spies, generation after generation, nine were accumulated.
Even now, the Buddhists still feel that they have lost a bone-grinding relic.
In fact, the real number is nine, and the other eight are not included in the records.
Obtaining the demon bone relics is the first step, and the second step is to set up the formation. All the materials consumed are precious materials from the demon clan.
Otherwise, how can we open the door to the demon clan?
This will take countless years.
Now that we have the formation, we still need to find the right moment to take action.
For example, right now, it seems that everything is calm here, but in fact, a Buddhist saint from the outside world has arrived, but he was blocked by an invisible force.
But a great cause for which countless efforts were expended and countless people sacrificed was just destroyed by the guy in front of me.
He was only an eight-star, no, he was just a seven-star before. How could he destroy a plan that even the Holy Lord could not destroy?
Middle-aged people can't figure it out and can't understand it.
But this no longer makes sense.
Years of planning failed, all calculations were in vain, and it was impossible for him to go back alive.
Even if Zi Chen let him go, he wouldn't have the guts to go back.
To die in battle here is the best destination.
"Why, why is this?"
The middle-aged man's thoughts returned and he looked at Zi Chen who came forward after destroying the formation and asked unwillingly.
"Because this is the Holy Spirit Realm, not the world of demons!"
Zi Chen walked towards the middle-aged man, "This is not the place where demons should come. It's God's will!"
Zi Chen didn't give the middle-aged man a chance to ask any more questions, and pointed forward.
The seven-star Zichen has the title of invincible, let alone the current eight-star?
The middle-aged man's body just took a step back, and his figure stopped there. There was an additional fingerprint between his eyebrows.
"you……"
The middle-aged man didn't know what else to say, but he just had time to say one word before his body collapsed.
Zi Chen waved his sleeves, and a ray of light rolled up the opponent's body.
Now that everything is over, it's time to go to Qiuhou to settle the accounts. The two families must have a go to see which unruly force dared to have such a plan.
Zi Chen turned back to look at Qing Yi, who was flying towards this side, "Are you okay?"
Qingyi shook her head, "Don't worry, what I'm best at is the power of the soul. No matter how serious the injury is, as long as the soul power exists, I can recover in a short time."
Zi Chen wanted to tell him not to be so impulsive next time, but in the end he didn't say it and just said thank you.
"I accidentally fell asleep earlier, but luckily you woke me up."
Suddenly, Zi Chen's expression changed and he immediately pulled Qing Yi and disappeared.
Zi Chen appeared a hundred feet away, with a bloody hole on his shoulder.
Zi Chen's physical body is so powerful that it can be pierced.
Ignoring the wounds under his eyes, Zi Chen looked up into the void, where a person appeared.
A person whose appearance Zi Chen could not see clearly.
He stood there, as if he was one with the void.
"The reaction is quite sensitive, and the luck is not bad."
The man smiled lightly and said, "I hope you will have such good luck next time."
"Holy Lord?"
Zi Chen's expression changed drastically and he was shocked.
After missing a hit, the opponent retreated and planned to leave.
"Amitabha, since the donor is here, it's better not to leave."
A Buddha chant sounded, and then a pure power of the Holy Lord descended from the sky. Compared with the previous hidden aura, this Holy Lord's power was not only powerful but also unobstructed.
Before anyone arrived, the pure power of Buddha had already arrived in this world, filling the surroundings in an instant.
A world of nothingness immediately turned into a world of Buddha's light.
That being's way back was completely blocked by the power of Buddha.
"snort!"
I heard the man snort coldly, and there was an extra weapon in his hand. He activated the weapon with all his strength, and his whole body was like a stream of light, breaking away from the Buddha's power and escaping.
boom!
Although he had opened a way forward, his escape was not easy. During this period, he coughed up blood and his breath became much weaker.
In this case, Zi Chen could carefully sense that the other party was not the real Holy Lord.
A true Buddhist saint comes to this world.
He stared at the direction in which the man was fleeing and remained silent for a long time.
"I have met the Holy Lord."
Zi Chen and Qing Yi came forward and saluted the Buddhist saint.
The Buddhist saint turned back, clasped his hands and said, "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. I was blocked by a very strong force and almost harmed the donor."
Zi Chen took out the nine relics that had lost their demonic energy and handed them to the Holy Lord with both hands.
The Holy Lord looked at these relics and asked doubtfully: "What does the donor mean by this?"
Zi Chen told the whole story.
The expression of the Holy Lord changed, and then he realized the seriousness of the matter.
What was lost was not one relic, but nine.
However, he, the Holy Lord, did not even know about it. Otherwise, the person who came here this time would definitely not be a Holy Lord.
It seems that there are still spies among the Buddhist clan.
Knowing the seriousness of the matter, the Holy Lord took the relic, thanked Zi Chen, and left in a hurry.
After the Buddhist saint left, Qingyi looked at Zi Chen, "Are you okay?"
Zi Chen glanced at the wound that was still bleeding and said, "It doesn't matter, there is just some residual strength. It will be fine after a while."
"Your performance is just okay. Of course, it's better to be lucky."
At this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded.
When Zi Chen heard the sound, he immediately turned his head and saw a man standing behind him.
It was a strong man, standing more than ten feet away behind Zi Chen.
Qing Yi was shocked. She had never sensed the other party's existence before.
After the other party spoke, he noticed the breath behind him.
"It's you?"
Zi Chen was surprised, because this person was Zhong Hao, the same Zhong Hao from the Demon Suppression Sect. It was he and Han Nu who saved him from the Lei Zheng family's siege.
"What else?"
Chonghao glanced at Qingyi and said, "Your boy's life is quite nourishing."
"When did you come?" Zi Chen asked.
Chonghao took out his ears and said, "I've been here for several days."
"So, you have seen the previous scene?" Zi Chen asked in surprise.
"Otherwise, how can we say you are lucky?"
Chonghao looked at Zi Chen sideways, "Of course, it's just good luck."
"So, you've seen everything?"
"Those self-righteous fools don't even think about what we do, so they think they can hide it from us?"
Chonghao said proudly: "As long as we are in the Holy Spirit Realm, there is no way to escape the large amount of demonic energy we perceive. I am waiting here, but I never expected that it would be you. But it's okay, originally
I'll come to you if I have anything to do, and now I don't have to go to the Holy Thunder Clan again.