Everyone was stunned when they saw the ball in Zi Chen's hand.
So far, no one has received an opportunity, and Zi Chen is the first being to receive an opportunity from these powerful corpses.
Mo Wu looked at Zi Chen with a smile.
Zi Chen held the only relic of Senior Sword Boy, with a bit of vigilance in his eyes, "Didn't I say before that you only take the part of the resources about the demon god?"
Mo Wu was slightly startled. He didn't expect that the other party would actually say that. It was just a ball of energy, not a big deal. In his expectation, as long as he opened his mouth, the other party would offer it to him with both hands respectfully.
The way other people around looked at Mo Wu Du also changed. If Mo Wu Du insists on grabbing the resources in Zi Chen's hands, he will definitely lose his support.
Mo Wudu, who had seen all this, laughed dumbly and said: "I just took a casual look. If you are the only one who can get it, then I will ask the people in front to sell me a face, and then you can give all the money to me." Take the things away."
Zi Chen breathed a sigh of relief, as did everyone else around him.
Zi Chen came forward with the ball and said: "I don't know what happened. I was thinking about trying my luck before, but I didn't expect to get such a light ball."
In Zi Chen's perception, the sword intent in this ball of light was boiling and extremely active. Obviously, this was a treasure even for Zi Chen.
But the expressions of other people around him did not change so much. When they looked at the light ball, they were only curious, nothing more.
If a person is pretending to be calm, Zi Chen will believe it. But if everyone is so calm, Zi Chen will not believe it.
So when he walked towards Mo Wudu, he had a guess in his heart, that is, only he could feel the sword intention in it, and no one else could.
Coming closer, Zi Chen respectfully handed the thing to Mo Wudu. The other person picked it up and took a look. The spiritual power was rolling in it, but there was nothing unusual except for that.
Obviously, this is something that the Holy Lord left to the spirit clan and is of no use to the demon clan.
Mo Wudu couldn't see anything special, so he looked at Zi Chen and said, "No one else can get it, but you can get it. Are you from the Spirit Clan?"
Zi Chen snorted and said proudly: "There are eight-star holy spirits among the spiritual tribe?"
Mo Wu laughed alone and said, "What do you call it?"
Zi Chen immediately clasped his fists and said, "Sir, I'm Zi Chen."
"oh?"
Mo Wudu's originally smiling eyes naturally showed a bit of contempt. It seemed like a coincidence that the guy didn't even have the surname Mo, so he said: "Your luck seems to be pretty good. You will be next." Keep trying and see if you can succeed."
Zi Chen immediately nodded and said gratefully: "To be honest, I have been lucky since I was a child. When I was young, others said that I was not a material for spiritual practice, but I accidentally fell into a cliff and saw something inside. A very bright fruit. After eating it, your realm will improve by leaps and bounds."
"A bright fruit?"
Mo Wudu asked with great interest: "I wonder what kind of fruit it is?"
"I don't know. It has been many years. Anyway, it was very bright and somewhat similar to this one. I was still young at that time and the fruit was very fragrant. I couldn't resist the temptation at that time, so I ate it." Chen chuckled, looking a little more silly.
"It seems that your fate today has something to do with that fruit. Go ahead and find another one to try. If you can really succeed, then all the bones in the future will be yours."
Zi Chen's demonic aura cannot be faked, so this story did not arouse Mo Wudu's suspicion.
"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir. If it succeeds, I am willing to split the account between 30% and 70%. Each of you will get 30%, and the other 70% will be mine." Zi Chen said excitedly.
When everyone around him heard this, they glanced at him, he was really a greedy guy.
With so many things here, how many balls of light must be condensed?
Even though it is of little use to everyone, it was left by a holy venerable, and it is good even as a souvenir.
Mo Wu waved his hand and said: "No, that's your chance, naturally it's yours. I'm happy to be able to help you, that's all."
Zi Chen clasped his fists again and said, "If you have any orders from now on, sir, just ask, Zi Chen will never give up."
Mo Wu laughed alone and said: "It's not that serious. Next, you take your things, and then we will go deep into the depths to get real opportunities."
Mo Wudu's face darkened, he looked around and said: "Everyone, I want to say something here, since these bones are Zi Chen's opportunity, then don't try one by one, lest the gain outweighs the loss. If you also have I will also fight for what you gain alone."
Others who originally had Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts nodded immediately when they heard this.
In order to show that he was not simply talking, Mo Wudu continued: "Xi Li, you guys came up to say hello and said that you should leave these things for me. I will remember this favor. I will discuss it later. Let's all gather together."
"yes!"
Xi Li and others nodded and left immediately.
On the way forward, as expected, no one took action against those bones again. In addition to being willing to give Mo Wudu this favor, it was also because they were afraid. The bones were too evil. They didn't want to be killed by these without getting anything. The bones were killed.
After walking for dozens of miles, Zi Chen saw the second withered skeleton. This was the skeleton of a spirit animal. It was tall and majestic. Zi Chen did not feel the power of summons from it, but he still walked forward.
When he came closer, no repulsive force appeared, and Zi Chen stretched out his hand and landed on the withered bones.
The withered bones stirred, and a voice came out, "I come from the mountains, so I won't leave my name here. This time I came to the Demon Realm to kill animals. It's not a loss even if the ball is dead. The little kid from the East and West Spirit Tribe can just take it."
A sound like thunder rang out in Zi Chen's sea of consciousness, and then the bones dissipated and turned into a ball of light.
The eyes of everyone behind him flashed with excitement, and they actually got another ball of light. It seemed that the fruit he ate back then was indeed extraordinary.
"Everyone, speed up."
Mo Wudu spoke out again to remind everyone.
Zi Chen was walking at the front and had already started flying at full speed. Through these two harvests, he had guessed that the ancestors had left behind their magic when they died in battle, and only he could get it here.
Zi Chen was very glad that he came here at this time, otherwise the only wish of these saints who are not even afraid of death would not be fulfilled.
At the same time, he also felt a little regretful, because he had watched some bones disappear before his eyes and could not keep them.
The third, the fourth, the fifth.
Zi Chen's soul spread out, sensing the location of each corpse, trying not to miss one.
Even if you show your soul power a little during this period, it doesn't matter.
Behind him, Mo Wu watched this scene alone and laughed happily.