Chapter 1293 Inheritance
The weak light was endless, and it contained a faint spiritual power. Chen Mo couldn't help but take a few steps, and quickly came to the light. When he took a closer look, he couldn't help but feel startled.
The thing that radiates brilliance is not a treasure, but a skeleton. The decaying body looks vulnerable in the cold wind, and may be destroyed at any time. This should be an eternal existence. Only such a big man can keep his body intact.
Chen Mo relied on the firelight on his body to see clearly the general appearance of the skeleton. Even though countless years had passed and the skeleton's face was shriveled, it still had a majestic look.
"Is this Jian Wuchen?" Ling Xuan frowned, "It's nothing more than that."
boom!
Before Ling Xuan finished speaking, the skeleton exuded majestic coercion, crushing crazily outside Ling Xuan's body. In an instant, Ling Xuan felt extremely terrible pressure, her legs refused to obey her, and she wanted to kneel down.
Not only Ling Xuan felt this way, but Chen Mo, Yang Dingtian, and Yan Qingcheng also felt uncomfortable.
"Ling Xuan, you have caused a big trouble." Chen Mo looked solemn. As a big shot of the era, Jian Wuchen couldn't stand Ling Xuan's ridicule after his death.
That's why the skeleton exudes such terrifying pressure.
"Chen Mo, what should we do?" Ling Xuan was at a loss for a moment.
Yang Dingtian's body was full of blood vessels. He was a demon, and Jian Wuchen's pressure was awe-inspiring and righteous. In addition, Jian Wuchen died in the hands of the demons, and he had hatred for Yang Dingtian.
"Master, I can't do it anymore." Yang Dingtian shouted weakly.
"drink."
Yan Qingcheng took one step forward, and the phoenix holy fire was extremely noble, resisting the pressure of Jian Wuchen.
When Chen Mo saw this, he walked up to the skeleton with a solemn expression, "Senior, Ling Xuan Tong Yan Wuji, please let him go. As for Yang Dingtian, he is my demon slave."
"You order me?" The ancient voice came from the skeleton, carrying supreme pressure.
As an unparalleled big shot, Jian Wuchen was so arrogant. Ling Xuan mocked him for being nothing more than that. Even though Jian Wuchen had died, there was still a thought left in his skeleton.
No matter how weak this idea is, Ling Xuan and others cannot contend with it.
Feeling the anger of the skeleton, Chen Mo said firmly: "Senior, I dare not order you, but you are a thing of the past. No matter what, I will not let you hurt them."
As he said that, Chen Mo stepped out step by step with a peerless figure. At the same time, Chen Mo held the Wuchen Heart and Moon Sword and injected spiritual power. The world between heaven and earth immediately became quiet.
Skull seemed to be familiar with Wuchen Heart and Moon Sword and did not speak for a long time. However, Chen Mo knew that Wuchen Heart and Moon Sword was Skull's sword. Since this sword recognized him, there should not be much problem with Jian Wuchen.
Sure enough, as the skeleton calmed down, the pressure between heaven and earth dissipated.
Ling Xuan glanced at Chen Mo gratefully. At this moment, she realized that there was someone outside the world, someone outside the world, the skeleton had fallen for countless years, and the pressure alone was so terrifying.
It’s hard to imagine how powerful Jian Wuchen was hundreds of years ago.
If it weren't for Chen Mo, Ling Xuan might not have been able to escape death.
"Boy, since the Wuchen Heart-Moon Sword recognizes you as its master, I hope you will treat it well and use its most powerful power."
After a long time, the skeleton heard profound words.
When Chen Mo heard this, he nodded and said: "Senior, Wuchen Heart Moon Sword, I will never bury it."
"Very good, I see you are still a Nascent Soul cultivator. In a short time, you will definitely become a powerful god-transformer."
The skeleton was astonishing.
Chen Mo was not too surprised. Chen Mo was very confident about himself. The state of becoming a god was not the end, it might even be the starting point. Only by surpassing himself would Chen Mo be truly strong. Otherwise, if he stood still, sooner or later he would be Become a weakling.
Seeing that Chen Mo didn't speak, the skeleton was not angry, but the brilliance on his body became a little dim and might cease to exist at any time. This sign made Chen Mo look a little sad.
However, if cultivation goes against the will of heaven, then there is true immortality. Whoever does not become a strong person step by step from a weak person will cease to exist completely once he falls.
"Boy, I have been waiting for the inheritor. If you kneel down, you can accept my inheritance."
Jian Wuchen seemed to feel Chen Mo's sadness, and his tone was a little gentle. When Chen Mo heard that he was going to kneel down, he didn't think much, bent his knees and knelt in front of the skeleton.
As a strong man from hundreds of years ago, he is naturally an ancestor, so he can afford Chen Mo's worship.
Wow!
The skeleton turned into a mysterious light and fell into Chen Mo's eyebrows.
He looked startled...!
In Chen Mo's mind, he received a large number of memories from the outside world, including Jian Wuchen's martial arts experience and various aspects of cultivation problems, which made Chen Mo look like he was seeing the mainland through the clouds, and his whole person felt extremely refreshed.
Jian Wuchen has been practicing for countless years and his martial arts experience is so rich. Chen Mo received a lot of information and felt hazy, understanding more unimaginable problems.
At this moment, the skeleton turned into powder and scattered in the wind. Obviously, Jian Wuchen no longer existed.
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 he nodded heavily, "Senior, don't worry, you give me the Wuchen Heart and Moon Sword and the inheritance. As long as I am here, I will definitely protect the sword." The mountain is safe and sound.”
Thinking of Jian Xuan Yun, Chen Mo looked a little confused. The other party came to Tian Yuan and fell, and the elite disciples who accompanied him no longer existed. All this made Chen Mo feel guilty towards Jian Shan.
"Chen Mo, congratulations on getting the inheritance." Ling Xuan pursed her lips and smiled, sincerely happy that Chen Mo got the inheritance. After all, Jian Wuchen was too strong, and the pressure he exuded could suppress him.
After listening to Ling Xuan's words, Chen Mo said calmly: "It's time to go back."
A trip to Tianyuan brought great rewards. Not only did he obtain the Wuchen Heart-Moon Sword, but he also gained the inheritance of Jian Wuchen. Moreover, he made an appointment with the Dan Sect and even killed the Emperor of Death.
All this relieves Chen Mo from worries.
Immediately, several people stepped away. However, before they took a step, there was a loud rumble of the earth shaking.
The space between heaven and earth seemed to be collapsing, with the entire abyss tilting east and west and dust billowing.
"Chen Mo, something big happened." Ling Xuan said with a solemn expression.
Yan Qingcheng's body stood proudly, but she still felt that the world was unbalanced.
"Chen Mo, is there still something terrifying in Tianyuan?" Yan Qingcheng asked with a frown.
With a thought, Chen Mo released it and looked for strange things around him. He felt that something terrifying was resurrecting. Involuntarily, Chen Mo raised his head and looked at a location.
At this look, Chen Mo looked stunned.
Because that direction was exactly where Jian Wuchen fell. At this moment, the billowing demonic energy was emitting, sweeping across the entire place, and the power of corroding everything was extremely terrifying.
This scene made Ling Xuan and Yan Qingcheng feel scared.
Yang Dingtian took a step forward, a somewhat familiar look flashed between his brows.
"Master, this is a devil that is rare to see in a thousand years. Due to the death of Jian Wuchen, it woke up. In less than half a stick of incense, the thousand-year devil will break out of the seal."