Chapter 75 A Hand Bone

Hu...Hu...

The gloomy wind that kept coming from all around blew on everyone.

Even the Saint Lord Yaoguang, who had reached the Saint Realm, couldn't help but shiver.

This wasn't to say that he was timid, but that these gloomy winds were extremely strange, as if they kept piercing into the bone marrow, making people feel cold all over.

On the other hand, Zixiao not only had no abnormality, but also had a somewhat enjoyable expression.

This was clearly an excellent place to practice the Heaven Burial Art.

The Heaven Burial Art required the burial intention to condense, and this burial ground was just right!

If Zixiao had not been interested in the position of the Lord of Chilian City before, then now he just wanted to say.

It smells really good!

"Hey! Junior Brother! Are you okay?"

The Saint Lord Yaoguang came to Zixiao and waved his hand continuously.

He had just seen his junior brother grinning there, as if he was possessed by something dirty. If he hadn't been able to still feel the Dao rhyme on the other party, he would have called all the ancestors back.

"I'm fine, senior brother..."

Zi Xiao shook his head and continued, "It seems that there is a great opportunity for me here, so I was a little stunned for a moment."

"Oh?!"

When he heard about the great opportunity, the tone of the Yaoguang Saint Lord became serious: "Junior brother, you have to be careful, this is the legendary burial place of immortals. Even if the forbidden clan stood here for an era, they didn't find any clues."

"The word immortal is a killing knife. If you are not careful, you may be doomed."

"No matter what opportunity there is, you must think twice before you can do it!"

Seeing the Yaoguang Saint Lord in front of him who was concerned about him, Zi Xiao's heart was warmed.

It has only been a short time since he joined this sect, but whether it is his own master, many elders, ancestors, or even disciples, they all care about him.

If it weren't for the obvious word villain on his label, he would have thought he was the son of destiny.

Walking on the bloody soil, Zixiao did not notice that a trace of blood was appearing in his deep pupils.

"What is this?!"

At this moment, the words of the Yaoguang Saint interrupted Zixiao's thoughts. Looking forward, there was a stone platform, on which there was a hand bone as crystal as white jade.

The palm of the hand bone was facing up, with five fingers stretched out, as if trying to grab something.

"Junior brother?"

The Yaoguang Saint Lord found that Zixiao ignored him and walked towards the hand bone. Worried about fraud, he immediately reached out and grabbed Zixiao: "What are you going to do?"

"Senior brother!"

Zixiao's tone suddenly became serious, and his eyes stared straight at the hand bone.

"The great opportunity I mentioned before should be it. Don't stop me. It's okay."

After saying that, Zixiao pushed away the hand of the Yaoguang Saint Lord and walked straight towards the hand bone.

Swish, swish, swish, swish...

One after another, the stream of light passed by, and the ancestors had obviously found a satisfactory trophy.

They came to the side of the Yaoguang Saint and also saw the hand bone.

"There is a big secret on that hand bone!"

"Yes, it is obviously a human bone, but I can't feel the breath on it at all, as if it was covered by something."

"What do you think? Do you want to stop this kid? He is the future of our Yaoguang Holy Land, and there is no room for any mistakes."

"No, didn't you see that Tianhao was standing there? Obviously, he was not stopped. A genius, especially a genius like Zixiao, must have his own opportunity. We just need to stand here and watch quietly."

"If there is any danger, we can help him solve it at any time."

"..."

The ancestors discussed one after another, but they communicated with their minds, for fear of disturbing Zixiao.

Soon, Zixiao came to the front of the stone platform and looked at the hand bone.

For some reason, he felt that this hand bone was very familiar, just like an old friend.

But as a time traveler, he had been staying in Tianxuan Holy Land for most of his life and had never come out. Moreover, the disciples of Tianxuan Holy Land were obviously not the owner of this hand bone.

"What is going on?" Zixiao murmured in a low voice.

What he didn't notice was that his hand was reaching out to the hand bone uncontrollably.

Kaka...

Finally, his hand covered the hand bone with the palm facing up. At the moment when his ten fingers were clasped together, the hand bone actually made a crisp sound and kept clenching Zixiao's hand.

"Huh?"

Boom!!!

At this moment, the whole burial ground shook violently.

The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling was endless, and the wandering ghosts roared hoarsely, as if something terrible was about to happen.

"It seems like there is a problem!"

"It's okay! We have to trust him and wait a little longer!"

"What the hell are we waiting for! If something happens to such an excellent successor, how can we explain to the sect?!"

"What about the sect? If something happens to him, you should first consider whether Piaomiao will blow up our graves!"

"Go and pull him back!"

"..."

The ancestors couldn't hold back any longer. The breath in the air made them, as the strongest, feel the trembling of their souls.

It's better not to have such an opportunity! If something happens to Zixiao, he will be blamed for his death!

Thinking of this, an ancestor stretched out his hand to pull Zixiao back.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Accompanied by a roar, the stone platform exploded directly, and a sense of decay burst out to the surroundings, and Zixiao in the center was completely wrapped up.

"Hurry up and save him!!!"

The ancestors were furious. If Zixiao really got into trouble under their noses, it would be an insult to them.

Boom boom boom boom...

The aura unique to the strongest spread throughout the burial ground, the mountains collapsed, the ghosts turned to ashes, the tombstones collapsed...

One after another, terrifying visions spread across the sky.

The eyes of these ancestors were red, and a large amount of spiritual power knocked the still dazed Yaoguang Saint Lord away. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most miserable tool man in history.

But when the spiritual power of the strongest reached Zixiao's position, the latter disappeared out of thin air.

"What's going on?! Where are the people!!!"

"Damn it!!! What on earth happened?!"

"Where is the great descendant of my Yaoguang Holy Land?!"

"Asshole!!!"

The hair of the ancestors fluttered wildly, and one after another fell into madness.

One of the ancestors waved his sleeves lightly, and countless spiritual powers condensed into a big hand, grabbing the Yaoguang Holy Lord who was shaken away.

"Tianhao boy! Tell me! Where is Zixiao?!"

"Ah?!"

The Holy Lord Yaoguang almost cried: "Grandmaster, I don't know. Just now, my junior brother said that he had his chance, so he walked over by himself. I am standing here like you!"

"What's the use of you as a Holy Lord? Why didn't you stop him!"

"..."

The Holy Lord Yaoguang was almost speechless, muttering in a low voice: "Why didn't you stop him just now?"

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