Chapter 1215 The Horrible Clan

After struggling for a while, the fat Taoist wanted to ask Wang Xian for his opinion.

When he looked at Wang Xian, he was immediately angry.

Because Wang Xian was frantically collecting the bones engraved with runes on the ground.

"Leave some for me, kid!"

The fat Taoist didn't struggle anymore, and hurried to snatch the bones engraved with runes from Wang Xian.

Wang Xian and the fat Taoist were very fast, and they collected all the bones engraved with runes on the ground in a dozen breaths.

"What do you think?"

The fat Taoist looked serious.

Wang Xian said: "The ancient Buddha clan is definitely planning something."

He and the fat Taoist collected all the bones engraved with runes, but the number was not as much as imagined. Many bones engraved with runes looked very magical, but they were just looks. They turned into ashes with a slight touch.

Similarly, some bones were very strong and "fresh", and there was even some breath of life left on them. Obviously, the owner of the bones had not been dead for long.

Even some bones still have residual souls, but the residual souls are so broken that no useful information can be read.

The difference of these bones fully illustrates one thing, that is, these bones were not put into the tomb of the Buddha at the same time, but in batches, and they started from a certain era and have continued to this day.

"Do you know if there are any missing Tianjiao in the Ten Thousand Worlds?"

The fat Taoist asked Wang Xian.

He has been away from the Ten Thousand Worlds for many years, and has no idea about the Ten Thousand Worlds today. In his era, there were indeed many missing Tianjiao, but no one cared.

After all, in the Ten Thousand Worlds, the death and disappearance of some Tianjiao are completely normal things in the eyes of all races.

Of course, that was in the past. Now, judging from these "fresh" bones, the disappearance of Tianjiao is completely abnormal!

"I just came to the Ten Thousand Worlds!"

Wang Xian shook his head.

The 'Immortal Universe' where he is has never had any connection with the Ten Thousand Worlds. Even if the 'Emperor Road' is not opened, the creatures of the entire 'Immortal Universe' will not know the existence of the Ten Thousand Worlds.

"You are not a human from the Ten Thousand Worlds?"

The fat Taoist stared at Wang Xian in surprise.

In his opinion, Wang Xian was not only a creature from the Ten Thousand Worlds, but also a demon cultivated by the 'Council of Elders' and even the ancestors of the human race.

But now Wang Xian actually said that he was not from the Ten Thousand Worlds?

Could it be that he came from a small world or a small plane outside the Ten Thousand Worlds?

"Which small world are you from?"

The fat Taoist asked curiously.

"The Great Universe of Immortals!"

Wang Xian replied.

"The Great Universe of Immortals? The 'Great Universe of Immortals', one of the nine original universes?"

The fat Taoist showed a look of shock on his face.

"The original universe?"

Wang Xian grasped the key point in the fat Taoist's words.

"You don't know?"

The fat Taoist looked weird.

Wang Xian explained: "We call the 'Great Universe of Immortals' the inner universe!"

"Inner universe..." The fat Taoist priest pondered for a moment, "I'm not sure about that. The thing about the original universe was told by that annoying guy. He said that the original universe is the last safe place."

"The last safe place?" Wang Xian muttered, "Does this mean that except for the nine inner universes, the rest of the world will be destroyed?"

"Not sure." The fat Taoist priest shook his head, "That guy is too mysterious, and he talks in a mysterious way, and he often talks nonsense."

"Why do I feel like you are talking about a psychopath?"

Wang Xian was stunned.

"That guy is indeed mentally ill." The fat Taoist priest nodded in agreement, and then seemed to think of something, and said: "Let's get off topic, let's get down to business first."

"Yeah."

Wang Xian nodded.

The business is naturally to continue exploring the tomb of the Buddha and looking for treasures in the tomb.

Before leaving the 'bone land', Wang Xian collected all the bones in accordance with the principle of absolutely no waste.

"What do you want to do with that thing?"

The fat Taoist priest was puzzled.

"It's useful."

Wang Xian didn't explain much.

He collected the bones completely because of the original body's intention, and he also knew why the original body wanted to collect these bones. The original body wanted to put these bones into the 'Blood Sea Star' to cultivate the 'Chaos Demon God Clone'.

After all, there are a total of 3,000 'Chaos Demon God Clone's', but there are not even 100 'Chaos Demon God Clone's' that have been born now.

It's not that the 'Chaos Demon God Clone' doesn't want to be born. In addition to Wang Xian's need to comprehend the corresponding laws, it is more important that each 'Chaos Demon God Clone' needs a huge amount of energy to be born.

And as Wang Xian's strength increases, the energy required for the 'Chaos Demon God Clone' to be born will also increase.

That is, with the 'Xianlian' constantly devouring the energy of various time and space, and constantly feeding it to the 'Blood Sea Star', otherwise the entire 'Blood Sea Star' will be sucked dry by the 'Chaos Demon God Embryo'.

Seeing that Wang Xian didn't seem to want to explain, the fat Taoist didn't ask any more questions, but led Wang Xian to the depths of the tomb.

"It's really strange."

After walking for a while, when they were about to approach the location of the golden bodies of the Buddhas, the fat Taoist couldn't help but mutter.

"What's strange?"

Wang Xian was puzzled.

The fat Taoist priest did not immediately explain the reason, but asked Wang Xian: "What do you think should be in a normal tomb?"

Wang Xian thought for a while and said: "Traps?"

"Yes." The fat Taoist priest nodded: "It's a trap! The more powerful the cultivator's tomb, the more traps there are, and there is no restriction, no formation, and no traps in the tomb of the Buddha of the ancient Buddha clan. Do you think it's strange?"

"It's really a bit strange."

Wang Xian looked around. After the fat Taoist priest's reminder, he felt that exploring the tomb of the Buddha was a bit too smooth.

All the way, there was no moth, it was simply too safe!

The fat Taoist priest had taken out his stone mirror and randomly pointed it. After a few minutes, he raised his head and said to Wang Xian: "It can be confirmed that there are indeed no restrictions, formations, or traps in the tomb of the Buddha."

Wang Xian said: "This is not normal!"

"It's really not normal!"

The fat Taoist priest sighed.

The safer it is, the less likely it is to happen, the more uncertain he is.

On the contrary, if there were formations and prohibitions everywhere in the Buddha's tomb, and there were some traps, he would feel that there would be no problems.

"Who?"

Wang Xian suddenly shouted, and a blood-colored sword appeared in his hand, and he chopped fiercely to the back.

As a result, he didn't chop anything.

"What's wrong?"

The fat Taoist was startled by Wang Xian's action.

"Someone tapped my shoulder."

Wang Xian looked at the shoulder, and a blood-colored handprint was printed on the shoulder.

The fat Taoist followed Wang Xian's gaze, his eyes suddenly shrank, and exclaimed: "Ominous!"

"Ominous? The Gui clan..."

Wang Xian touched the blood-colored handprint with his left hand, but was stopped by the fat Taoist.

"Can't touch it!"

"Why?"

"This thing is a mark left by ominous. If you touch it, it will bring ominousness immediately."

"Ominous? That's perfect!"

Wang Xian sneered, his expression was indifferent, and his left hand directly touched the blood-colored handprint.

In an instant, Wang Xian felt the blood-colored handprint burst out with a terrifying chill.

The chill instantly swept through Wang Xian's body, making Wang Xian feel that his blood was frozen.

However, the chill came quickly and disappeared quickly.

Of course, it was not that the chill disappeared on its own, but was absorbed by Wang Xian's body.

There is a special connection between the 'Chaos Demon God Clone' and the body, which allows a channel to be built between the 'Chaos Demon God Clone' and the body.

Just now, the chill that almost froze the body was absorbed by the body through that channel.

The chill disappeared, and Wang Xian regained control of his body.

The next moment, the blood-colored sword in Wang Xian's hand chopped again.

This time, the blood-colored sword hit.

But it had no effect.

The blade of the blood-colored sword stopped on the forehead of a Gui clan, and the sharp blade did not even break the skin on the forehead of the Gui clan.

"Hehehe..."

The Gui clan laughed harshly and coldly, and raised his withered right hand suddenly, grabbing the blood-colored sword.

Crack!

The Gui clan squeezed hard, and the blood-colored sword immediately exploded.

Puff!

The moment the sword shattered, Wang Xian spit out a mouthful of blood, and his breath immediately became weak.

At this time, the fat Taoist priest also reacted, and instantly appeared beside Wang Xian, knocking the Gui clan out with a palm, and then the fat Taoist priest carried Wang Xian and flew quickly towards the depths of the Buddha's tomb.

"Hehehehe..."

The Gui clan that was knocked out by the fat Taoist priest chased after him with a miserable smile.

"What's wrong with you? Why do you feel like you're going to die?"

The fat Taoist priest asked Wang Xian while running.

"My life-long magic weapon was broken and was backfired! Puff!"

Wang Xian spit out blood again.

This Wang Xian should actually be called ‘Wang Dao’, and his major is ‘Dao of the Sword’. The bloody sword that was crushed by the Gui Clan just now was not Wang Dao’s life-defining divine weapon, but rather a part of Wang Dao’s body.

This is why after the sword was crushed, Wang Dao’s aura dropped severely and he kept vomiting blood.

“Can you still do it?”

The fat Taoist priest had actually checked Wang Dao’s body, but it was precisely because of this that he was extremely anxious.

Wang Dao’s physical condition was too bad, his life breath was constantly fading, and his origin was also broken.

If he could not be treated in time, Wang Dao would die soon.

“I won’t die!”

Wang Dao was extremely calm.

He was just a ‘clone of the Chaos Demon God’ of the body. Even if he suffered multiple injuries, as long as the body was fine, the injuries could be quickly recovered, and even if he fell, he could be reborn in the ‘Blood Sea Star’.

So, he really couldn’t die!

The fat Taoist reminded: "Your essence is almost drained out."

The essence is extremely important for any cultivator. The loss of the essence will not only reduce the cultivation level, but also seriously affect the future achievements.

He felt that the essence in Wang Dao's body was almost dry. Even if the injury recovered, it would be difficult to make progress in the future.

In other words, Wang Dao is likely to stay in the 'quasi-emperor realm', and his combat power will definitely not reach the 'immortal king level', or even the 'immortal monarch level'.

Moreover, this decline in combat power will continue, and in the end Wang Dao may not even be able to maintain the combat power of the 'quasi-emperor realm'.

The fat Taoist priest knew that for a monk, this kind of experience was extremely painful and even unacceptable. He had already thought that Wang Dao would go crazy and desperate when he knew about his situation.

The fat Taoist priest decided in his heart that after Wang Dao knew his situation, he would knock Wang Dao unconscious and then find a way to seal Wang Dao's memory.

After that, he took Wang Dao to his fellow Taoist ‘Emperor of Heaven’, believing that with the methods of ‘Emperor of Heaven’, Wang Dao could be cured in the end.

However, the fat Taoist priest really has no confidence in this matter.

He had heard a wise saying - the first sword you strike ashore is to kill the person you like first.

Wang Dao has been abolished, but his Taoist companion will ascend to the position of 'Emperor of Heaven' in the near future. Will Wang Dao's Taoist companion still admit his relationship with Wang Dao's Taoist companion?

"Hahahaha……"

The fat Taoist priest fantasized about what would happen to the Taoist monk of Wang Dao after he knew that Wang Dao was useless, but a burst of sinister laughter suddenly sounded in the fat Taoist priest's ears.

"ah!"

The fat Taoist priest turned his head stiffly and saw the former Wei clan lying on Wang Dao's body, constantly absorbing Wang Dao's life breath and origin.

What made the fat Taoist priest even more shocked and angry was that Wang Dao's body began to exude an ominous aura, and his face was changing towards the pale color of the Wei clan.

The fat Taoist priest didn't hesitate at all and threw the king's sword on his shoulder directly.

Any previous fantasies were useless, Wang Dao had become devious and was about to become an ominous member, with no possibility of treatment.

"Wang Xian, you go well, I will burn more paper money for you during the holidays from now on!"

The fat Taoist priest shouted and sped up his escape.

Wang Dao:......

"Hehehehe... you are the only one left."

The pale face of the Kuei clan was close to Wang Dao's face, his mouth opened, and his blood-red tongue poked out, trying to lick Wang Dao's face.

"The original body belongs to your uncle!"

In fact, Wang Dao has been asking for help from the main body, but he has not received any reply from the main body. Now he is about to be 'tarnished' by the ugly Kuai clan. Wang Dao can't bear it anymore and directly detonates the few sources in his body.

Boom!

After an explosion, Wang Dao disappeared completely, leaving only the confused Wei clan.

"Hehehehe... there's one more!"

The Kuai clan didn't lose consciousness for long. After staying in place for a while, they chased in the direction where the fat Taoist priest left.

Not long after the Kuai tribe left, the space distorted, a space passage appeared, and Wang Xian walked out of it.

"The original body belongs to your uncle!"

This was the first sentence Wang Xian shouted after walking out of the space channel.

Obviously, this King Immortal is not the real King Immortal, but another ‘Chaos Demon God clone’!