Mo Xiyan's impatient voice sounded, and Zi Chen noticed that everyone had started to move forward.
He followed, but his mood fluctuated greatly.
The world is filled with the pressure of the Holy Lord, which makes many people feel uncomfortable, so everyone's speed is not fast.
In a place like this, no one knows what dangers are waiting for everyone.
Less than a quarter of an hour into the journey, Mo Wudu said: "There is no danger here at the moment, everyone should speed up."
Those Demonic Snake Guards had gone in early, and by this time they had disappeared. Mowudu was obviously in a hurry.
As a result, everyone accelerated their progress.
At this moment, although Zi Chen was following everyone, his soul power had dispersed early.
He had never seen the battle scene back then, but he could still imagine it after seeing the corpses.
In this place alone, many saints died in battle.
Each of those tall withered bones had the realm of a saint during their lifetime.
As the demons kept trying, one after another the withered bones exhausted their last strength and then dissipated.
Because of the difference in remaining power, some demons flew upside down, some were injured, and in the end they died.
Zi Chen's soul power was spread all around. Seeing the disappearance of those withered bones, he felt very heavy and even more tragic.
He had obviously died in battle and had no consciousness, but he could still sense the aura of the demons and launch the final attack.
What kind of belief is this, even if it lasts for countless years, it still persists.
The unwillingness of the withered bones before their death made Zi Chen unable to calm down for a long time.
He looked up at the sky. This place had been sealed for countless years. He somewhat believed that the Demon God existed in the world, because I am afraid that only the Demon God would have such powerful power and means to kill all the Spiritual Saints and then completely seal this place. .
Because if it is not banned, even if these saints die, this place will be a place of no return for the demons in the world.
Even the saints who died in the battle here may be transformed into a warrior spirit and enter the demon world to fight until the last person dies.
These are the ancestors of the Spiritual Race back then.
Their belief in exterminating demons is unstoppable. Even if they die in battle, their fighting spirit of exterminating demons will remain immortal!
So far, no chance has been found. The Demonic Snake Guards have already suffered casualties. This made the leaders at the front a little angry, so they signaled everyone not to take any more chances with these dead bones.
After everyone saw the withered bones, they deliberately walked around.
"Why are there only Spirit Clan and no Demon Clan Saints? Looking at the mess on the battlefield, it shouldn't be that only the Spirit Clan Saints died in the battle?"
Zi Chen moved forward and suddenly discovered the problem.
Judging from the current situation, there has never been a corpse of a demon saint.
In fact, the Demon Snake Guards were aware of the problem at first, but they still wanted to try, just to see if they could find an opportunity.
But it obviously didn't work.
As Zi Chen kept moving forward, a withered skeleton finally appeared in his field of vision.
It was a human being, standing on the messy earth, holding a broken sword in his hand, looking up at the sky.
The other half of the weapon was stuck alone on the ground.
He was just an ordinary human being, not very tall, but he stood there like a small independent world, and all the passing demons deliberately stayed away.
No one dared to come forward.
Mo Wu looked at the scene in front of him and frowned.
At his side, the demonic beast let out a vigilant growl.
"avoid!"
After hesitating again and again, Mo Wudu said indifferently, obviously not wanting to seek bad luck.
There is obviously no chance. If he gets hurt like others again, the gain will outweigh the loss.
There is no need to fight with a corpse blocking the road.
At this moment, a cry of surprise sounded.
"What are you going to do? Didn't you hear that I was told to stay out of the way?"
It was Mo Xiyan's voice. At this moment, he was looking at Zi Chen angrily.
Zi Chen, on the other hand, walked forward step by step, heading straight for the corpse.
Others also noticed this scene, and their expressions changed.
Mo Xiyan wanted to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by Mo Wudu. Since someone was seeking death, he was naturally happy to take a look.
And it's just an eight-star, it won't affect the overall situation.
Zi Chen walked forward. It was not that he had to be so conspicuous, but as he approached this place, he felt a call.
This summons is not strong, it is intermittent, and it will not affect Zi Chen's soul. Zi Chen, like everyone else, can just avoid it without any problem.
But then I thought about it, the Holy Lord died tragically in a different world, and there was not even a person to collect the body.
The remaining bones have been scattered in this area for a long time, perhaps because they have some unfulfilled wishes.
So, he walked forward, even though it seemed so different at the moment.
He came to the withered bones.
Others around him held their breaths, because according to normal circumstances, as long as they got closer, the abnormality of the withered bones would be triggered, which could range from flying upside down, to serious injury or death.
Zi Chen kept moving forward, and as he got closer, the call became stronger and stronger.
He came to the withered bones, and there was only a punch distance between the two sides.
There was an uproar in the rear, because according to the previous scenes, Zi Chen should have triggered the abnormality long ago.
Zi Chen looked at the withered bones in front of him, said something offended in his heart, and then stretched out his hand to touch the withered bones' shoulders.
The next moment, the withered bones began to vibrate, and countless rays of light bloomed, dazzlingly.
Some demons closed their eyes subconsciously, obviously they were about to explode.
But then, the cry started again.
Because Zi Chen was not knocked away, the released light gathered in front of Zi Chen and had no lethality, but turned into a luminous bead.
"Although I, the sword boy, and his wife entered the demon world to kill twelve demon kings, we stopped here today and died without any regrets! Qiao'er, please wait for me for a moment, and I will come to accompany you right away. But, my wife and I It is a great pity for the spiritual world that the two people's spiritual swordsmanship will disappear in the demon world! I specially leave the strongest swordsmanship of my husband and me in this life for those who are destined to have it from the spiritual race!"
Just as the light was condensing, a voice came into Zi Chen's sea of consciousness.
It was left by Dry Bones many years ago, and it was also his last wish before he died in battle.
Zi Chen was a little shocked. The couple were both saints, and they actually killed twelve demons. This shows how extraordinary their fighting power is?
But, why don't we see the body?
Why is there only the body of the Eldar Saint?
The withered bones in front of him have disappeared, and there is a ball of light in Zi Chen's hand. The ball of light is filled with strong sword intent.
This is the swordsmanship left behind by the sword boy.
Placed in the Holy Spirit Realm, this is ancient swordsmanship.
"You are lucky. Bring the things over and show them to me."