Although Fang Xin had never seen a skeleton before, he also knew common sense that a skeleton would be pale after the weathering of a person's body.

But the skeleton that suddenly appeared in front of him subverted the common sense of Fang Xin and the two worlds, and the golden skeleton on the skeleton in front of him simply blinded his bird's eye.

Illuminated by the flames, the skeleton as a whole appeared in front of Fang Xin.

The posture of sitting cross-legged is like a skeleton made of gild, and here is a skeleton, which is clearly a small gold mountain.

However, when Fang Xin touched the golden skeleton with his hand, he found that this golden skeleton was not so simple.

The golden yellow color on the surface of the skeleton is not just a color, but a layer of energy matter, which is golden yellow.

Under the wrapping of this layer of energy matter, the skeleton would take on a golden yellow, golden yellow was not the original color of this skeleton, and such a discovery instantly restored the common sense that Fang Xin knew.

The Broken Void Pupil opened, and a broken golden light appeared in Fang Xin's black pupil.

Fang Xin wanted to probe the origin of the golden energy substance that enveloped the skeleton.

The golden energy substance under the broken pupil was still golden, and there was no change.

"Huh?" Seeing this situation, Fang Xin was a little puzzled, since he inadvertently obtained the Broken Void Pupil, the Broken Void Pupil had helped him many times, and none of them had failed.

But now, after facing the golden energy substance that wrapped the skeleton of the skeleton, the broken pupil was rarely invalid.

This made Fang Xin's brows furrow, and at the same time, he was even more curious about the mysterious golden energy substance that wrapped the skeleton's skeleton.

What can attract curiosity is often the mysterious things, and the more mysterious things are often the more precious, Fang Xin is deeply immersed in them.

Since the Broken Void Pupil was ineffective, Fang Xin began to grope with his hands, stroking every position of the golden skeleton.

This kind of action is really like a psychopathic stinky hooligan who threatens skeletons.

But Fang Xin, who was obviously doing this, was completely unaware of it, and was completely immersed in the process of exploring the mystery.

I didn't know that Fang Xin touched the part of the skeleton, and a faint light flashed on the skeleton's body.

In an ordinary environment, this faint light may not be visible, but in the dim space where Fang Xin is now, this kind of light is particularly conspicuous.

Fang Xin, who was making an "obscene" act on the skeleton, was stunned by the sudden flickering light on the skeleton and stopped what he was doing.

"Descendant of the Heaven Fighter, there is something really wrong with your behavior like this. An old but majestic voice sounded in Fang Xin's heart.

Hearing this, Fang Xin glanced around sharply, but found nothing.

"Who's talking, Heaven Fighter, have you recognized the wrong person!" Fang Xin couldn't find anyone talking to him, and rushed up and shouted.

"This is an ignorant little fellow, and I am right in front of you. The old and majestic voice sounded in Fang Xin's heart again without warning, even if Fang Xin covered his ears, he couldn't ignore the source of this voice.

After the sound sounded, Fang Xin subconsciously looked ahead, and with the help of the light of the flame, Fang Xin saw the skeleton that had been "molested" by him for a long time.

After repeated confirmations, Fang Xin finally came to the conclusion that there was nothing in front of him except for the golden skeleton.

Could it really be that the golden skeleton in front of him was talking?

After generating this idea, Fang Xin hurriedly shook his head and denied this speculation, the golden skeleton in front of him had obviously been dead for a long time, otherwise it would not have weathered into bones.

How can a person who has been dead for a long time speak? This is completely impossible, even in the great world of miracles.

"I am dead, but it is only my body that has died, and my soul is still there. The old man's majestic voice sounded again, and the owner of the voice seemed to know Fang's thoughts and explained it to him.

"Who are you?" Fang Xin still didn't believe that the dry bones in front of him could speak, he only thought that someone was pretending to be a ghost, and asked again, with a slight anger in his voice.

He doesn't like the feeling of being teased, and probably no one will.

"Descendant of the Heaven Fighter, do you want to know who I am so much?" asked the old majestic voice knowingly.

"Who are you?" Fang Xin, who knew that someone was secretly playing tricks on him, asked in an even more unkind tone.

"Who am I?who am I?" The old majestic voice kept asking questions, and the voice was higher and higher, and he seemed to have forgotten his name, and kept asking himself.

Hearing such a voice, Fang Xin's eyes were disdainful, thinking in his heart that this guy who was pretending to be a ghost, and he would definitely give him some color when he found him.

Thinking in his heart, Fang Xin's eyes kept looking around for a place where someone might be hiding.

"I am the soul. After the silence, the old man's majestic voice sounded faintly, as if he had just remembered his name.

"Oh, you only have the soul left, so you call it the soul?" Then I only cover the sky with wings, don't I want to make the sky can't be made?" Fang Xinyu said with a sarcastic smile when he heard what the soul said.

"You can't be called heaven as the descendant of the Heaven Fighter, the sky is your opponent. It didn't seem to hear the obvious sarcasm in Fang Xin's words, and the old and majestic voice replied in a serious tone.

Heaven Dou Zhi Fang Xin had already heard this title in this mysterious voice a few times, he was the descendant of the Heaven Dou Man? What was going on, he had never been in contact with any Heaven Dou since he was born, let alone become the descendant of the Heaven Dou Dou?

The strength of the sky cannot be described even by Fang Xin's imagination, it is the creator of all things, it is the master, what will happen if it competes with the sky.

Hearing this mysterious voice, Fang Xin didn't feel that he was teasing himself, and was more inclined to believe that the owner of this mysterious voice was a person who was crazy to the point of being a little mentally abnormal.

"You have lost the grandeur of the past, this is not the demeanor of a generation of sky fighters. Seeing that Fang believed it, the old and majestic voice took the initiative to sound in Fang Xin's confidence.

"What.. Is it a Heaven Fighter?" Somehow, what bullshit Heaven Fighter Fang Xin originally wanted to say has become a Sky Fighter, and it seems that Fang Xin has been affected by this old and majestic voice.

"I see, you don't know your identity at all, the vicissitudes of life, time has passed, I don't know when the heavens tremble for the heavens to become like this, even the inheritance is not complete, sad, sigh, is this thief still want to dominate the ages?!" The old man's majestic voice was melancholy, and his tone was full of sentimentality.

Fang Xin didn't understand what the owner of this voice was saying, but for some reason, after hearing this sentence, his heart was a little throbbing and uncomfortable.

There seemed to be a shackle in his heart that was binding Fang Xin, and the older this shackle became, the tighter it became, making Fang Xin a little unable to breathe.

"Can you tell me something about the Heaven Fighter?" Unconsciously, Fang Xin's attitude towards the old and majestic voice became respectful, and he subconsciously asked.

"Heaven Fighter..."The old and majestic voice sounded slowly, obviously the owner of the voice had fallen into memories when he told Fang Xin, maybe this memory was too long, and he still had to think about it for some time.

The voice sounded an ice-blue soul body that emitted a ghostly light slowly emerged on the golden skull, from virtual to real, if it weren't for the light soul light emitted from the soul body, it would be no different from a real person.

This is a sturdy and handsome middle-aged man, and a short beard on his chin makes him even more heroic.

Fang Xin knew that this was the true appearance of the soul, he had been in front of him before, but he didn't want to let himself see him, and now he finally showed his body.

The embodied soul looked at the dimly lit front, his eyes full of remembrance.

Joy, excitement, happiness, sorrow, hatred, despair, hope, all kinds of expressions changed rapidly on the soul's face like a marquee, and it was obvious that he had thought of many things in this moment that could make him react so violently.

Finally, the soul's expression tended to be flat, and there was gradually brilliance in his eyes, he turned his gaze to Fang Xin, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "It is worthy of being the heir chosen by Doutian Jue, and he is really magnificent, a talent, with strong cultivation and strong physique." ”

After the other party's letter praised him, the soul's voice changed, his eyes became fierce, and he said: "But this is just compared to ordinary geniuses, compared to the previous generations of Heaven Fighters, you are as weak as an ant!"

Hearing the soul's words, Fang Xin was a little annoyed, he had already forgotten to ask the soul what the Doutian Secret was, and just focused on his last sentence, he said that he was as weak as an ant.

Although Fang Xin had always maintained a calm attitude towards almost everything, in fact, he was very conceited about his strength, and now when he heard the soul say that he was as weak as an ant, he suddenly became angry, and said angrily: "I am as weak as an ant, I have never been defeated since I was born." ”

"Oh, then fight with me?" the soul looked at Fang Xin with some disdain and said.

"How can you fight with me as a soul body?" Fang Xin, who was questioned about his strength, was a little irrational, and his previous politeness was completely put aside by him.

"My name is Soul, and as long as my soul is still there, I can still fight!" Soul said confidently.

"Okay, let's fight!" In the face of the battle, everything was left behind by Fang Xin, he wanted to prove that the soul was wrong, he was very strong!

"Bear!~" "Boom!~"

As soon as the words fell, Fang Xin launched an offensive, pinching the flame in his left hand and the thunder in his right hand, launching an offensive against the soul with the momentum of ten thousand jun.

In the face of Fang Xin's strong attack, the corners of the soul's mouth still had a faint smile, and he stretched out a finger unhurriedly and gently touched Fang Xin.

"Bang!" The powerful soul power generated by just one finger interrupted Fang Xin's attack, slamming his body against the stone wall not far away.

The rubble slid down, and Fang Xin's body was already embedded in the stone wall when it reappeared.

Under one move, Fang Xin was defeated.