Some of these bones are piled up in the form of mountains, some in the shape of spires, all of which are towering into the sky, piercing the sky. But in the same way, there is a plain-like area here, and all you can see at a glance is white bone fragments, which is very infiltrating.

Ink dust walked out of the pool, and only when he looked back did he see what the position he had come out of.

The waterhole was supported by a large bony palm, and he only came out of the gap between the palm of the big bony hand and the waterhole.

What surprised Mo Chen the most was that he had seen too many skeletons, but the skeletons in front of him were quite strange, and they were all the bones of humanoid creatures.

He casually picked up a thigh bone from the ground and carefully identified it.

"It is indeed a human leg bone, and the time of death should have exceeded tens of millions of years...... as the pinnacle of the permanent realm, he can still observe the subtle changes on the bones, and he has absolute confidence.

This is not a difficult task, you must know that the monks of the Eternal Realm have reached a terrifying point of mastery of details, as long as the power of divine consciousness spreads, any subtle changes can be felt in the heart.

"It's just that I heard a voice ...... just now" Mo Chen looked up and looked around, and there was no sound other than the hissing breeze blowing the bone fragments.

He narrowed his eyes, his nostrils twitching, and gave a rare smell of the air.

Since the monk was promoted to the Spiritual Light Realm, he was able to reach the realm of convincing Qi Bigu, and after reaching the Corpse Dog Realm, he could fly with a sword, and his body did not even need to breathe, and the interior was self-contained. Otherwise, the wind in flight would choke the monk to death.

Ink dust hasn't used his snort for a long time.

He sniffed again, only to notice a slightly strange smell in the air. Then his feet moved, and he rushed out like lightning.

In a few breaths, he crossed a distance of hundreds of feet and stood at the top of a tall pile of bones.

Looking around from the top, a desolate and tall broken white bone temple in the distance quickly came into view of Mo Chen.

The temple is like a large number of white bone barbs piled up, and there is a hole in the middle, more like the cave of the White Bone Mountain, as if it is connected to the Netherworld.

"Let's go there first, and maybe we'll find some clues. ”

As soon as his feet moved, his figure flew out, and he lightly clicked in the pile of bones, and in a dozen breaths, he ran to the door of the White Bone Temple.

When he got closer, Mochen realized that only two of the temple's four long bone walls remained, and the rest had been eroded and collapsed by the long years.

Even on the two crumbling bone walls, there were eight or nine deep cracks, and the exposed rock was rough and pitted, as if it had been torn apart by some great force, twisting painfully, like a huge wound carved into the stone wall, I don't know if it will bleed from the cracks!

Mo Chen stood in place, carefully observing the surrounding situation for a while, there were still many formation traces on the ground around him, and even some formation lines were flickering with extremely faint light.

As a person who knew almost nothing about formations, he naturally wouldn't deliberately trigger these formations to try their power.

In the end, he decided to step over the collapsed wall on the side, which was the most severely damaged place of the formation, and even many of the collapsed places had long since lost the breath of the formation.

Inside, there is an area of doorways, passages, and garden houses that meander like Chinese gardens.

Mo Chen smashed the bone wall in front of him with a few punches, and walked straight to the core.

In the center, there is a wide hall, and on both sides of the hall more than ten meters high, there are totem poles with miserable bones.

The totem pole is carved with some monsters with wings but human bodies, and they are singing songs around the fire, which looks like some kind of ancient tribal ritual.

And around these monsters with human bodies and bird's wings, there are also some villains who are much smaller than them, constantly bowing down to them from all directions, and offering a large number of tributes.

Ink Dust even saw something resembling a spirit stone on it.

He wiped some bone powder on the totem pole, and the power of his divine soul moved, and after feeling it slightly, his face suddenly became solemn.

"At least tens of millions of years of traces of history......"

You must know that in the Xuanyin world, some sects inherited from ancient times do not have a history of tens of millions of years, which is inconceivable that totem poles can exist for such a long time and have not been weathered.

After being stunned for a moment, Mo Chen still didn't forget the main purpose of his coming here, which was to find the specific location of the Source Force Sea and take Xuanyuan Wenying back.

Thinking of this, he quickly walked around the hall of the temple, and soon found a huge mutilated statue more than ten meters high.

The upper body of the idol was broken, leaving only the lower half of the legs in a long skirt, and in front of the statue, there were some skulls of various sizes. Most appear to be standard human skulls.

Mo Chen checked it a little, and these skulls were actually millions of years old.

In addition, on the wall to the right of the statue, he found a spear leaning on the ground.

On the wall where the spear was leaning, there were finally rows of special runes like words.

Ink Dust recognized it slightly, but he couldn't recognize what language it was, it was more like a distorted rune, and each character represented an extremely large amount of knowledge.

After giving up on understanding the words, Ink Dust circled around the idol again, and found an opening in the back.

Walking out of this opening, there are rows of neat grave bags outside.

"This is supposed to be the former burial place of this temple. He guessed.

There was an inexplicable smell of corruption in the air.

Mochen stood at the door of the purpose and didn't move on, the smell of corruption made even his skin feel quite uncomfortable.

"Huh?" Suddenly, he looked down and saw that his palm was grabbing the door frame and reaching into the cemetery, and a little gray spot slowly appeared on the back of his hand.

"Poisonous, I don't even feel the power here...... Mo Chen's heart froze, and he took a step back, and the demon yuan in his body quickly poured into the back of his hand, restoring his skin, and soon those gray-brown spots quickly dissipated.

But he clearly felt that his lifespan had been reduced by at least ten years.

There were no fluctuations in strength, no fluctuations in energy, just inadvertently reaching into that cemetery, and actually lost ten years of life......

Mo Chen's complexion was slightly unsightly. Although this body is nourished by his earthly qi, it is not a problem to live for thousands of years.

But inexplicably being reduced by ten years, not everyone can just forget it.

He took a few steps back, swept a broken totem pole over the corner of his eye, and walked over and kicked it.

Boom!!

After a muffled sound, the totem pole instantly swirled and smashed into the cemetery. Then it hit the top of a grave with a bang, and it was embedded in it and didn't move.

There was no movement other than a splash of ashes.

Mo Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the cemetery in front of him. But after a moment, he looked back again.

"Before figuring out this cemetery, some of the rats in the back should be dealt with......