Chapter 918

The middle-aged man stood there, as if petrified, his body was motionless.

He is stupid.

Completely stupid!

Bone-grinding relics are of great significance to the Buddhist clan, almost a shame to the Buddhist clan, so each relic is strictly guarded.

Wanting to get a bone grinding relic from the Buddhist family is undoubtedly beyond the sky.

And wanting to get nine at a time is more like a mortal ascending to the Nine Heavens, which is a miracle.

It took countless years of painstaking efforts to train countless spies, and only then did they accumulate nine spies from generation to generation.

Even now, the Buddhists still just 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 magic bone relic is the first step, and the second step is to set up the formation. The materials consumed are all precious materials from the demon race.

If not, how can the gate of the demon clan be opened?

This takes countless years of time.

With the formation, we still need to find the right time to attack.

For example, right now, it seems that everything is calm here, but in fact, a Buddhist sage has arrived from the outside world, but he is stopped by an invisible force.

But the great cause that cost countless painstaking efforts and sacrificed for it was ruined by the guy in front of him just like that.

He is only an eight-star, no, he was only a seven-star before, how can he destroy a plan that even the Holy One cannot destroy?

Middle-aged people can't figure it out, and they can't figure it out.

But that doesn't make sense anymore.

Years of planning failed in one move, all calculations were in vain, and it was impossible for him to return alive.

Even if Zi Chen let him go, he would not have the courage to go back.

To die here is the best destination.

"Why, why is that?"

The middle-aged man recovered his thoughts, and asked unwillingly after seeing Zi Chen who came forward after destroying the formation.

"Because this is the world of the Holy Spirit, not the world of the demons!"

Zi Chen walked towards the middle-aged man, "This is not the place where the demons should come. It's God's will!"

Zi Chen didn't give the middle-aged man any more chances to ask questions, and kept pointing forward.

Seven-star Zichen all have the title of invincible, let alone the current eight-star?

Just as the middle-aged man took a step back, his figure stopped there, and there was an extra fingerprint between his eyebrows.

"you……"

The middle-aged man didn't know what else to say, but he only had time to say a word before his body collapsed.

Zi Chen waved his sleeves, and a beam of light rolled up the opponent's body.

Now that the matter is over, it's time to go to the Queen of Autumn to settle the score. The two families must go through it to see which ruthless force actually dared to make such a plan.

Zi Chen looked back at Qing Yi, who flew towards him, "Are you alright?"

Qingyi shook her head, "Don't worry, the power of the soul is what I am best at. 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 say don't be so impulsive next time, but he didn't say it after all, just thanked him.

"I accidentally fell asleep before, but fortunately you woke me up."

Suddenly, Zichen's expression changed, and he immediately pulled Qingyi to disappear.

Zichen appeared a hundred feet away, and there was a bloody hole on his shoulder.

Zi Chen's physical body is so powerful that it can be pierced.

Ignoring the wound in front of his eyes, Zi Chen looked up at the void, and a person appeared there.

A person who Zichen couldn't see his face clearly.

He stood there, as if he had merged with the void.

"The reaction is quite sensitive, and the luck is not bad."

The man smiled lightly,

"Hope you have the same luck next time."

"Holy One?"

Zi Chen's expression changed drastically, he was shocked.

After missing a hit, the opponent backed away, intending to leave.

"Amitabha, since the almsgiver is here, don't leave."

A sound of the Buddha's name sounded, and then a pure power of the Holy Lord descended from the sky. Compared with the hidden breath before, this power of the Holy Lord was not only powerful, but also undisguised.

Before people arrived, the pure Buddha power had already come to this world, and it filled the surroundings in an instant.

A world of nothingness immediately turned into a world of Buddha light.

The retreat path of that being was completely blocked by Buddha's power.

"snort!"

He only heard the man snort coldly, there was an extra weapon in his hand, he urged the weapon with all his strength, and his whole body was like a streamer, breaking through the Buddha's power and fleeing.

boom!

Although he broke through the way forward, he did not escape easily. During the period, he coughed up blood again and again, and his breath became much weaker.

In this case, Zi Chen could carefully perceive that the other party was not the real Holy One.

A true Buddhist sage came to this world.

He stared at the direction in which the man fled, and remained silent for a long time.

"I have seen the Holy One."

Zichen and Qingyi came forward and saluted the Buddhist sage.

The Buddhist venerable turned his head, put his hands together and said: "Ashamed, ashamed, I was blocked by a very strong force, and almost harmed the benefactor."

Zichen took out the nine relics that had lost their magic energy and handed them to the Holy One.

The Holy One looked at the relics and asked doubtfully, "What does the donor mean?"

Zi Chen told the whole story.

The Holy Lord's expression changed, and only then did he realize the seriousness of the matter.

What was lost was not one relic, but nine.

However, he, the saint, didn't even know about it. If not, the person who came here this time would definitely not be a saint.

It seems that there are still spies among the Buddhist clan.

Knowing the seriousness of the matter, the Holy One thanked Zi Chen after receiving the relic, and left in a hurry.

When the Buddhist sage left, Qing Yi looked at Zi Chen, "Are you okay?"

Zi Chen glanced at the still bleeding wound, "It doesn't matter, it's just that there is some power left, it will be fine after a while."

"Your performance is barely okay. Of course, it's luck at best."

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded.

Zi Chen heard the sound, turned his head immediately, and saw a man standing behind.

It was a strong man standing a dozen feet behind Zichen.

Qingyi was startled, she hadn't sensed the other party's existence at all before.

After the other party opened his mouth, he realized that there was a breath behind him.

"It's you?"

Zi Chen was very surprised because this person was Chong Hao, the Chong Hao from Zhen Momen, he and Han Nu saved him who was besieged and killed by Lei Zheng's family back then.

"What else?"

Chong Hao glanced at Qing Yi, and said, "Your life is quite nourishing."

"When did you come?" Zi Chen asked.

Chong Hao picked out his ears and said, "It's been a few days."

"So, you have seen the previous scene?" Zi Chen asked in surprise.

"Otherwise, how can you say that your luck is not bad?"

Chong Hao squinted at Zi Chen, "Of course, it's just luck."

"So you see it all?"

"Those self-righteous idiots don't think about what we do, think they can hide it from us?"

Chong Hao said proudly: "As long as we are in the Holy Spirit Realm, there will be no large wave of demonic energy that can escape our perception. I am waiting here, but I never thought that it would be you who was waiting. But that's okay, originally I have something to look for you, and now I can save myself going to the Saint Thunder Clan."