Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 1293 Inheritance
The faint light was endless, and there was a faint spiritual power in it. Chen Mo couldn't help but took a few steps, and quickly came to the light. When he looked carefully, he couldn't help being startled.

The thing emitting brilliance is not a treasure, but a skeleton. The decayed body is vulnerable in the dark wind, and it may be wiped out at any time. This should be an eternal existence. Only such a big man can keep his body intact.

Relying on the flames on his body, Chen Mo could clearly see the general appearance of the skeleton. Even though countless years had passed and the skeleton's face was shriveled, it still had a majestic expression.

"Is this Jian Wuchen?" Ling Xuan frowned, "That's all."

boom!
Before Ling Xuan finished speaking, the skeleton exuded majestic coercion and crazily crushed Ling Xuan's body. In an instant, Ling Xuan felt the terrible pressure, her legs couldn't control her, and she wanted to kneel down.

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

"Ling Xuan, you have caused a catastrophe." Chen Mo's expression was serious. Jian Wuchen was a great figure of the era. Ling Xuan sneered after his death, and Jian Wuchen naturally couldn't stand it.

That's why the skeleton exudes such a terrifying coercion.

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

Yang Dingtian's body is full of blood vessels. He is a demon, and Jian Wuchen's coercion is full of righteousness. In addition, Jian Wuchen died in the hands of the demon, so he has hatred for Yang Dingtian.

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

"drink."

Yan Qingcheng took a step forward, and the sacred flame of the Phoenix was incomparably noble, resisting the coercion of Jian Wuchen.

Seeing this, Chen Mo looked solemn, and walked up to the skull, "Senior, Ling Xuan is not afraid of words, please let him go. As for Yang Dingtian, he is my demon slave."

"You order me?" The ancient voice of the skeleton came, carrying supreme coercion.

As a unparalleled big shot in the world, how arrogant Jian Wuchen is, Ling Xuan ridiculed him for being nothing more than that, even if Jian Wuchen had already fallen, there was still an idea left in his skeleton.

And no matter how weak this idea is, Ling Xuan and others cannot resist it.

Feeling the anger of the skeleton, Chen Mo said firmly: "Senior, I dare not order you, but you have become the past, no matter what, I will not let you hurt them."

As he spoke, Chen Mo stepped forward with a peerless figure. At the same time, holding the Wuchen Xinyue Sword, Chen Mo poured spiritual power into it, and the world immediately became quiet.

The skeleton seems to be familiar with the Wuchen Xinyue Sword, and has not spoken for a long time, but Chen Mo knows that the Wuchen Xinyue Sword is the skeleton's saber. Since this saber recognizes him, there should be no big problem with Jian Wuchen.

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

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

It's hard to imagine how powerful Jian Wuchen was hundreds of years ago.

If it wasn't for Chen Mo, Ling Xuan might not have escaped death.

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

After a long time, the skeleton spoke a deep and profound word.

Chen Mo nodded and said, "Senior, Wuchen Xinyue Sword, I will definitely not bury it."

"Very good, I think you are still a Nascent Soul cultivator, and you will definitely become a strong person who transforms God in a short time."

The skeleton was astonishing.

Chen Mo was not too surprised. For himself, Chen Mo is very confident. The realm 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 stay where he is, sooner or later. reduced to the weak.

Seeing that Chen Mo did not speak, the skeleton was not angry, but the brilliance on his body became a little dim, and it might disappear at any time. This sign made Chen Mo look a little sad.

However, if you practice against the sky, you will be truly immortal. Whoever has grown from a weak person to a strong person step by step will completely cease to exist once they fall.

"Boy, I have been waiting for the inheritor, you can kneel down and accept my inheritance."

Jian Wuchen seemed to feel Chen Mo's sadness, and his tone was a bit 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 hundreds of years ago, he is naturally an ancestor, so he can bear Chen Mo's worship.

Whoa!

The skeleton turned into a ray of mysterious light and threw it between Chen Mo's eyebrows.

His expression froze...!
In Chen Mo's mind, he received a large number of memories from the outside world, including Jian Wuchen's martial arts experience, as well as various aspects of cultivation, which made Chen Moru see the mainland through the clouds and mists, and his whole person felt extremely refreshed.

Jian Wuchen has practiced for countless years, and his martial arts experience is so profound. Chen Mo received a lot of information, and felt that he knew more unimaginable problems in a hazy state.

But at this moment, the skeleton turned into dust and drifted away with the wind. Obviously, Jian Wuchen no longer existed.

Chen Mo opened his eyes wide, looking at the scene in front of him, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes, and he shook his head heavily, "Senior, don't worry, you give me Wuchen Xinyue Sword and Inheritance, as long as I am here, I will definitely protect the sword The mountain is safe and sound."

Thinking of Jian Xuanyun, Chen Mo's expression was a little dazed. The other party came to Tianyuan and fell, and the accompanying elite disciples disappeared. All of this made Chen Mo feel guilty towards Jianshan.

"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 is too strong, and the coercion he exudes can suppress him.

After hearing Ling Xuan's words, Chen Mo said calmly, "It's time to go back."

Come to Tianyuan, you will gain a lot, not only get the Wuchen Xinyue Sword, but also the inheritance of Jian Wuchen, and make an appointment with Danzong, and even kill the emperor.

All these relieved Chen Mo from worrying about the future.

Immediately, several people stepped away, but before they could take a step, there was a loud rumbling sound that shook the ground.

Between the heaven and the earth, it seems to be collapsing, the whole sky is upside down, and the dust is billowing.

"Chen Mo, something serious happened." Ling Xuan said solemnly.

Yan Qingcheng's body stands proudly, but she still feels that the world is not balanced.

"Chen Mo, is there still something terrifying in Tianyuan?" Yan Qingcheng frowned and asked.

With a thought, Chen Mo released it to look for strange things around him. He felt something terrifying revive in the dark, and Chen Mo couldn't help but looked up at a location.

Upon seeing this, Chen Mo was stunned.

Because that direction was exactly where Jian Wuchen fell, and at this moment, a monstrous devilish energy was spreading, sweeping the audience, and the power to corrode everything was extremely terrifying.

Both Ling Xuan and Yan Qingcheng were afraid of this scene.

But Yang Dingtian took a step forward, with a somewhat familiar look across his brows.

"Master, this is a rare demon in a millennium. Jian Wuchen's death caused it to wake up. Within half a stick of incense, the thousand-year demon will break out."

(End of this chapter)