Thundered!

The opponent's attack instantly covered the entire space, bombarding almost every inch of the swamp.

However, after the continuous attacks, there was no movement under the swamp.

Seeing this scene, the figure on the strange cow hesitated for a moment, then harnessed the strange cow and left quickly.

However, after he left, the swamp below was still quiet, not even making a wave, as if there was nothing.

But immediately after, the sound of breaking the sky came, and the bull monster that had left before went and returned.

He stared at the blasted swamp for a long time, making sure there was no movement, and then left again.

But less than a quarter of an hour later, the guy returned.

However, compared to before, the place is still quiet, not even a single piece of dirt has changed.

Seeing this scene, the figure on the bull monster confirmed that Xiao Chen was indeed not here, and then left.

In this way, after another half an hour, the swamp that had been blasted open was kicked and the dirt was turned over, and a figure crawled out of it.

Burst!

That figure was Xiao Chen, after leaving the swamp, he directly spurted a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was also soaked in blood, which was extremely miserable.

Obviously, when the bull monster launched an attack just now, Xiao Chen did not dodge, but was hit solidly.

However, in order to avoid the other party's detection, Xiao Chen didn't move a bit, relying purely on his own body, and resisted this trick.

How strong is the other party?

Rao was still seriously injured with Xiao Chen's strength.

"Xiao Chen, we ...... Evacuate!" And at this moment, Xiao Chen's ears heard the voice of the Necromantic Sect Ancestor.

He had already seen Xiao Chen's state.

This injury, if it had been replaced by someone else, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago.

Even Xiao Chen, under a serious injury of this level, couldn't last long.

"No!" At this time, Xiao Chen flatly refused.

"You...... Don't be reckless!you're already like this!" the Necromantic Sect Ancestor advised.

Xiao Chen frowned and said, "I have already felt the breath of the Chaos Spirit Son, that thing should condense at any time, if you give up now, even if someone else comes in, it will be too late at all!"

"If you miss this Chaos Spirit Son, you won't have a chance!"

After seeing the strength of that guy just now, Xiao Chen also had a deeper understanding of the power of the death world!

He knew that if he really allowed the Death Realm to descend and let a powerhouse of this level go to the True Martial Continent, he would not have any chance at all with ordinary means.

Even if all the powerhouses of the True Martial Continent and the Nine Nether Absolute Hells are gathered together, it will be the same!

Therefore, this Chaos Spirit Son has almost become the only hope in the True Martial Continent.

Xiao Chen, I don't want to give up.

"But your injuries ......" On the other side, the Necromantic Sect Ancestor looked at Xiao Chen with a worried expression.

Xiao Chen's current injuries are not likely to be able to recover in a year and a half, how can he fight for the Chaos Spirit Son?

However, Xiao Chen waved his hand and said, "You don't have to worry about this!"

As he spoke, he immediately sat cross-legged, took out a lot of elixir from the space ring, and poured it into his mouth.

Then, he began to work silently again to recover from his injuries.

Next, the Necromantic Sect Ancestor was surprised to find that Xiao Chen's injuries had begun to recover at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"This ......" Seeing this scene, the Necromantic Sect Ancestor was shocked.

You know, the stronger a person's body is, the slower the recovery rate will be.

It's almost a law.

What I didn't expect was that Xiao Chen actually broke this law!

He originally thought that Xiao Chen would take a year and a half to recover, but if he continued at this rate, it was estimated that he would be completely cured in a maximum of ten days!

This speed of recovery is simply inhuman!

In this way, Xiao Chen had been healing for more than two hours, and he was out of danger of his life, and then slowly stood up.

"Hmm, why don't you continue?" said the Necromantic Sect Ancestor in surprise.

Xiao Chen took a deep breath and said, "There's no time for me to recover slowly, now that I can move freely, let's heal while walking!"

If he couldn't recover with all his strength, Xiao Chen's healing speed would naturally be greatly reduced.

But the Necromantic Sect Ancestor also knew that there was indeed no time to delay now.

If you want to get the Chaos Spirit Child, you must leave immediately.

After being injured, Xiao Chen's speed was much slower, and his movements naturally became a lot more cautious.

But it is precisely because of this that along the way, Xiao Chen avoided almost all unnecessary battles, and the speed reading of the march has increased.

After three full days, he had already entered a lot from the place where the Chaos Spirit Son condensed!

If they continued at this speed, in another day, they would be able to enter within a million miles of the Land of the Condensation of the Chaos Spirit Son.

According to the words of the Necromantic Sect Ancestor, only after entering this range could they have a chance to obtain the Chaos Spirit Son.

And on this day, when Xiao Chen was cautiously shuttling through a dead forest, he suddenly heard a huge wave of aura in the distance.

"Huh, that's ......" Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment.

In the realm of death, the aura of death is dense, but the aura is almost cut off.

But now he sensed such a powerful aura fluctuation, which surprised him greatly.

Therefore, he immediately reined in his breath and quickly flew in that direction, wanting to find out.

Soon, he approached the source of the aura fluctuations.

Rumble!

As soon as he came to the vicinity, Xiao Chen saw that a figure was split from the sky, and then smashed into the ground, smashing the ground into a huge deep pit.

And in the middle of the pit, a thin figure struggled to get up, and then raised his head with a look of resentment, looked at the sky and shouted: "Moke, Mowu, what do you want to do?

As his voice sounded, two slender men in the air slowly floated down.

"Hehe, Lord King, you have thought too much, Lord King, how can you bother about the matter of a mere ant, even if we destroy your whole clan, Your Majesty, there will be no blame!" one of them said with a sneer.

"What did you say?" the thin figure said loudly, apparently not believing the other party's words.

Immediately after, another man in the air laughed and said, "What? Don't you believe it? Then look, what is this?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a pearl with a silver halo appeared in his hand!

After seeing the pearl, the thin man was shocked and said, "Jiaolong Pearl, how can it be in your hands?"