Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Legacy of the Gods

Gu Luo's miserable cry resounded through the sky. The pain made it difficult for him to balance in the air, and the scroll carried him staggering forward. It's going down.

Xiao Chen stepped on the treetops. Jumping from one canopy to another, his body turned into a faint phantom. After chasing out a few dozen meters, he threw a second sword!

The brilliant sword shone brightly. Like a meteor that slashed through the air, it hit Gu Luo with a long tail of light!

"Poof"

Blood and water are spilled, and the second sword is hit again!

The sword pierced Gu Luo's chest and abdomen. Nearly pinned him down! Scalp-tinging screams echoed in the air, long streams of blood falling from the sky. Seriously wounded and dying, Gu Luo did his best to control the scroll and flew quickly into the distance......

Under the bright moonlight, Xiao Chen stood on the top of the canopy, looking up to the sky and letting out a long roar. The long hair danced wildly. The eyes are as sharp as a knife's edge. In tonight's battle, he finally turned the tide completely, let out a bad breath, and no longer had to flee.

King Qin Guang, King Yama, and King of Reincarnation climbed the canopy. came to Xiao Chendi's side. In the moonlight, three snow-white skeletons stared at the bright moon in the sky. The soul light in the skull fluctuated. It seems to be reminiscing about something......

......

......

......

Mountains and forests in the middle of the night. The roar of the beast was gone, and it was unusually quiet, and the soft moonlight fell on the forest. Like a large area of white feathers, the mountains and forests are harmonious and peaceful.

Xiao Chen sat cross-legged on the canopy. Drawn by the Xuangong of the Running Earth, the moonlight flowed slowly like water waves, and a faint holy glow flowed over the canopy. It makes this place feel extra peaceful and peaceful.

After a fierce battle. Xiao Chen's body was already very empty, and the energy of the pure earth moon was constantly absorbed. replenishing his body, which was almost dry.

The three skeletons were also quietly refining the earth crystals that Xiao Chen had given them, and the snow-white skeletons had a hint of luster, especially their skulls. Crystal clear and clear by the light of the soul. There seem to be signs of jadeization.

The night is calm and peaceful......

The starry sky gradually faded, the east gradually showed a little red, and the morning came. Quiet primeval forest. Birds are the first to come alive. The birdsong is crisp and pleasant. Then the beast roared one after another.

Xiao Chen's whole body was shrouded in a layer of hazy light, and several birds and finches were dancing and chirping beside him. He has blended into nature. Until he opened his eyes. The forest bird flew in shock, and he felt his whole body full of energy. The brilliance of his body was constantly circulating.

Washed off the blood by a clear stream, and ate a hearty game breakfast. Xiao Chen led the three skeletons on the road.

Herds of galloping giant elephants, born with winged earth leopards, golden giant centipedes the size of buckets, and three-headed tiger kings like hills...... All the way. The huge and terrifying roar of the beast continued to resound in the primeval old forest.

Through the mountains and forests, Xiao Chen took the three skeletons to the place where he once lived. Like a small sapphire lake, the green bamboo houses are still standing. It exudes the fragrance of grass and trees, and the vines are stacked around it. Floral fragrance.

Instead of stopping here, they walked through lush woodland. Came to the seaside. Xiao Chen began to dry the sea salt, preparing to collect enough before going to pursue Zhao Lin'er and Gu Luo.

The morning glow was golden. The three skeletons hate the sun and hide in a coconut grove by the beach. Reluctant to come out, Xiao Chen used coconut shells to fill seawater and dry sea salt. However, at this time, he spotted a figure in the sea.

A white peasant rushed from the depths of the sea. It's like a divine fish that cuts through a wave of water! The white peasants do not swim, but stand above the sea level!

It's close. Finally see clearly!

A young monk dressed in white. Stepping on a wooden rafter, moving with the wind, like a fairy who comes from the waves. The indescribable drifting out of the dust.

A reed crossing the river Bodhidharma light body skill! It has been lost in the world for many years, and there is no supreme body method!

Xiao Chen was quite surprised, this was definitely a master. He had to take precautions.

The salty sea breeze blows lightly. The white-clothed monk came to the beach, he looked at Xiao Chen with some surprise, but quickly calmed down and walked onto the beach.

"...... are you?" The white-clothed monk is different from ordinary monks in that he does not recite the Buddha's name. Don't call yourself a donor, ask like an ordinary person.

It can be seen that this young monk is extraordinary. Xiao Chen used the most concise words to indicate his identity. If he wants to survive in the Immortal Realm in the future, he must handle the relationship with the cultivators of this realm.

The white-robed monk seemed very surprised. He said, "My Dharma name is one truth. He was not called a "poor monk." Like ordinary people, he calls himself "I", although his words are not like monks, but he exudes a transcendent temperament, and from the perspective of bearing, he looks like a monk.

The two chatted briefly, and unconsciously walked into the coconut grove. The three skeletons seem to sense the approach of the living. Quietly retreated.

"Yizhen Mage, is there anything strange about this island?" Xiao Chen had too many questions in his heart. Wang Zifeng, Gu Luo and others have come to this island one after another, obviously with an important purpose. Now the true monk has also come to this island. It shows that the desert island is unusual.

"This island is called Dragon Island. In the ancient flood era, the heavenly monument descended from the sky. Sealed it up forever. All the dragons who were able to fight the gods lost their mana forever and were imprisoned on this deserted island. ”

Xiao Chen finally understood. Able to fight against the god of the sea, the eight-armed dragon. And the dragon clan of the king of the veins of the land - the tyrannosaurus, why the beast nature is more than divinity, on this desert island that is forever the god monument, they have lost the great power of the earth.

"Why did this happen?" Xiao Chen asked puzzled.

Monk Yizhen understood Xiao Chen's state of mind at the moment, and briefly told him about the ancient deeds of the Immortal Realm.

"No one knows what happened, after the dragon clan was suppressed. Suiren, Youchao, Fuxi and other ancestral gods. As well as Lao Tzu, primordial, Tongtian, Buddha and other powerhouses have also disappeared, that period. Maybe something big has happened. The gods disappeared cleanly. ”

"How can this be...... Xiao Chen couldn't understand, turned his head to look at Monk Yizhen, and said, "Is there no god in heaven and earth anymore?"

"The same cannot be said. The Immortal Realm is vast. There are many races, the ancestral gods are gone, and although Lao Tzu, Buddha and other powerhouses have also disappeared, the legends of the alien gods are still circulating. Many things are difficult to explain, and you need to go to the vast continent to understand them. ”