Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

The faint light was endless, and the light was filled with a faint spiritual power. Chen Mo couldn't help taking a few steps and quickly approached the light. After a closer look, his expression couldn't help but be startled.

It was not a treasure, but a skeleton. The decayed body appeared vulnerable in the wind and might be wiped out at any time. This should be an eternal existence. Only such a big figure can keep the body intact.

With the light on his body, Chen Mo could see the outline of the skeleton clearly. Even though countless years have passed, the skeleton's face is shriveled, but he still has an extraordinary look of majesty.

"Is this Jian Wuchen?" Ling Xuan frowned, "It's just that."

boom!

Before Ling Xuan finished speaking, the skeleton exuded majestic coercion and crazily crushed Ling Xuan's body. In an instant, Ling Xuan felt extremely terrifying pressure, and she wanted to kneel down because of her legs.

Not only Ling Xuan, but Chen Mo, Yang Dingtian, and Yan Qingcheng were equally uncomfortable.

"Ling Xuan, you are in a big disaster." Chen Mo looked solemn, Jian Wuchen was a great figure of the era, Ling Xuan sneered after his death, Jian Wuchen naturally couldn't bear it.

Therefore, the skeleton exudes such terrible coercion.

"Chen Mo, what should I do?" Ling Xuan was at a loss for a while.

Yang Dingtian's body is full of blood vessels. He is a Demon Race, and Jian Wuchen's coercion has a strong righteousness. In addition, Jian Wuchen's death in the hands of the Demon Race is hostile to Yang Dingtian.

"Master, I can't do it anymore." Yang Dingtian shouted weakly.

"drink."

Yan Qing stepped out in one step, and the Phoenix Holy Flame was extremely noble, resisting the pressure of the sword dustless.

When Chen Mo saw this, his face was solemn, and he walked in front of the skeleton, "Senior, Ling Xuan Tong said, please let him go. As for Yang Dingtian, he is my demon slave."

"You order me?" An ancient voice came from the skeleton, with supreme coercion.

As an unparalleled person in the world, Jian Wuchen is so arrogant, Ling Xuan mocked him but that, even if Jian Wuchen has fallen, but his skeleton still has a thought.

And even if this idea is weak, it cannot be contended by Ling Xuan and others.

Feeling the anger of the skeletons, Chen Mo firmly said: "Senior, I dare not order you, but you have become a thing of the past. In any case, I will not let you hurt them."

As he said, Chen Mo stepped out step by step, his figure is peerless. At the same time, Chen Mo held the dust-free heart and moon sword and injected spiritual power, between the heaven and the earth, immediately calmed down.

Skeleton seemed to be familiar with the Wuchen Xinyue Sword. He hadn't spoken for a long time, but Chen Mo knew that Wuchen Xinyue Sword was the sword of the Skeleton. Since this sword recognized himself, Wuchen shouldn't have a big problem.

Sure enough, as the skeleton calmed down, the coercion between heaven and earth dissipated.

Ling Xuan glanced at Chen Mo gratefully. At this time, she knew that there were people outside the sky, people outside the world, and the skeletons had fallen for countless years, and the coercion alone was so terrifying.

It is hard to imagine how powerful the Jian Wuchen was hundreds of years ago.

If it weren't for Chen Mo, I'm afraid Ling Xuan would not escape death.

"Boy, since Wuchen Xinyuejian recognizes you as the master, I hope you treat it kindly and exert its strong power."

After a long time, Skeleton came with deep and profound words.

Chen Mo heard the words and nodded: "Senior, Wuchen Xinyue Sword, I will not bury it."

"Very well, I think you are still a cultivator of Nascent Soul, and soon, you will become a powerhouse of **** transformation."

Skeleton said something amazing.

Chen Mo is not too surprised. For himself, Chen Mo is very confident. The state of transforming gods is not the end, and it may even be the starting point. Chen Mo can only surpass himself, that is the real strength, otherwise, he will stand still, sooner or later. Become the weak.

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't speak, Skeleton didn't get angry, but the brilliance on his body became a little bleak, and it might no longer exist at any time. This sign made Chen Mo's expression a little sad.

However, if cultivation goes against the sky, there is true immortality, whoever does not change from the weak to the strong step by step, once they fall, they will completely cease to exist.

"Boy, I have been waiting for the inheritor, you can accept my inheritance on your knees."

Jian Wuchen seemed to feel Chen Mo's sadness, and his tone was a little gentle. When Chen Mo heard that he was about to kneel down, he didn't think much, bending his knees, and knelt in front of the skeleton.

As a strong man hundreds of years ago, he is naturally an ancestor, so he can withstand Chen Mo's bow.

Wow!

The skeleton turned into a mysterious light and plunged into Chen Mo's eyebrows.

The look was startled...!

In Chen Mo's mind, he accepted a lot of memories from the outside world, including Jian Wuchen's martial arts experience, and all aspects of cultivation problems, which made Chen Moru push the clouds and mist to see the mainland, and the whole person felt very refreshing.

Jian Wuchen has practiced for countless years, and his martial arts experience is so profound. Chen Mo received a lot of information, feeling dim, and knowing more unimaginable problems.

At this moment, the skeleton turned into powder and drifted away in the wind. Obviously, the sword no longer existed without dust.

Chen Mo opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of him. There was a hint of sadness in his eyes, and his head was heavily buttoned. "Senior, don't worry, you give me the dust-free heart moon sword and inheritance. As long as I am here, you will definitely protect the sword The mountain is safe and sound."

Thinking of Jian Xuanyun, Chen Mo's expression was a bit stunned. The opponent came to Tianyuan to fall, and the elite disciples who accompanied him no longer existed. All this made Chen Mo feel guilty for Jianshan.

"Chen Mo, congratulations on your inheritance." Ling Xuan pursed her lips, and was sincerely happy for Chen Mo's inheritance. After all, Jian Wuchen was too strong, and the coercion that came out could suppress him.

Chen Mo listened to Ling Xuan's words and said lightly: "It's the matter here, it's time to go back."

Come to Tianyuan and harvest rich, not only to obtain the Wuchen Xinyue Sword, but also to obtain the inheritance of the sword Wuchen, and to fight with Danzong, and even kill the emperor.

These all relieve Chen Mo of worries.

Immediately, several people stepped away, however, before they took a step, there was a loud noise of shaking the mountain.

Between the heavens and the earth, it seemed to be collapsing, the entire Tianyuan turned upside down, and the dust rolled.

"Chen Mo, something serious happened." Ling Xuan said with a solemn expression.

Yan Qingcheng's body stood proudly, but she still felt that the world was not balanced.

"Chen Mo, is there still a terrible existence in Tianyuan?" Yan Qingcheng frowned and asked.

Chen Mo moved his mind and released it, looking for the strangeness around him. He felt that something terrifying was recovering in the dark, so Chen Mo couldn't help but raised his head to look at a place.

Under this look, Chen Mo's expression was stunned.

Because that direction was the location where Jian Wuchen fell, and at this moment a monstrous magical energy was emitted, sweeping the audience, and the power of corroding everything was extremely terrifying.

In this scene, Ling Xuan and Yan Qingcheng both felt jealous.

Yang Dingtian took a step, a familiar look across his eyebrows.

"Master, this is a demon that is rare in a thousand years. The sword's dustless death caused it to wake up. Within half a stick of incense, the thousand-year demon will break out."