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Chapter 2498 The oriole is behind, Chen Xuan has fallen, and the chess player behind the scenes

Inside the Devil's Mist Burial Pit, there was mist, Devilish Qi billowing, and visibility was very low.

Chen Xuan and a group of creatures from the Jinlin tribe landed in the magic mist burial pit.

Chen Xuan immediately felt a special kind of strange Devilish Qi attacking their bodies.

All the creatures of the Golden Scale Clan sacrificed their Magic power to block them.

As for Chen Xuan, he activated the power of the Samsara seal, and a layer of brilliance appeared on his body.

These weird Devilish Qi cannot stain their body.

They began to go deep into the magic mist burial pit.

Along the way, there are some remains of bones.

But it wasn't the original skeleton left in the magic mist burial pit.

It was formed after the latecomers entered it and fell.

The deeper it goes, the more turbulent the strange aura becomes.

Gradually, some Golden Scale creatures couldn't bear it anymore, feeling dizzy and dizzy from the Divine Sense.

At this moment, a creature of the Jinlin tribe accidentally stepped on a puddle of black water.

Immediately, the black water, like a living thing, unexpectedly spread along its feet, all the way up.

In the blink of an eye, this Golden Scale Clan creature was engulfed.

The creatures of the Golden Scale Clan didn't even have time to let out a pitiful scream, they turned into a puddle of blood and melted into the black puddle like a melted wax figure.

Seeing this, everyone present couldn't help a chill welling up in their throats.

In this magic mist burial pit, it is indeed terrifying, and there are crises everywhere.

"Be careful."

Seeing this, Chen Xuan's expression was calm.

Next, they go deeper.

But encountered many dangers.

For example, a creature of the Golden Scale tribe was fascinated by a strange blood-colored flower, and his whole body was absorbed by the root, turning into a mummy.

There are also blood-stained walls, unknown bones and so on.

In the back, even a Quasi Emperor who accompanied the Golden Scale Clan couldn't bear it, and the Divine Sense was in chaos.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan said: "Go back, I will walk the rest of the way alone."

It is not of much use to keep them here.

Hearing the words, the Golden Scale Clan creatures cupped their hands slightly towards Chen Xuan as if they had received an amnesty, and then retreated.

Chen Xuan continued to move forward, but his expression became more serious.

The depths of the magic mist burial pit were indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The deeper you go, the greater the danger.

In the end, even Chen Xuan couldn't bear the erosion of that strange aura.

At this moment, between Chen Xuan's brows, the Sansheng Samsara seal seemed to feel the great danger, and it suddenly shone brightly.

Even among them, a very hazy figure appeared vaguely, as if protecting Chen Xuan.

Only then did Chen Xuan heave a sigh of relief, and secretly broke out in a cold sweat.

After another period of time, Chen Xuan had already penetrated into the depths of the magic mist burial pit.

Ahead, a bloody quagmire appeared, with many bone remains floating in it.

"If I hadn't been protected by the Samsara seal, I would never have come here."

Chen Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He looked.

Impressively saw it, on the other side of the blood quagmire.

There is a white bone sitting cross-legged.

And in the hands of the white bones, there is a golden scroll, which is shiny, as if it was cast from gold.

Chen Xuan showed a hint of joy.

"Wanfa divine book!"

That golden scroll is exactly the divine book of Wanfa that he searched hard for.

And the bone remains, needless to say, are the bones of his disciple, Wang Zhenxuan.

Chen Xuan didn't show any emotion.

Because in this life, he has nothing to do with Wang Zhenxuan.

He is just thinking now, how to get through the blood quagmire.

After all, even Wang Zhenxuan fell in this strange place.

Just as Chen Xuan was thinking of a solution.

A faint voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Chen Xuan, long time no see, I didn't expect you to appear here."

Hearing this voice, Chen Xuan's scalp suddenly exploded.

He suddenly turned around, looking in disbelief at the figure in white who came leisurely with his hands behind his back.

"Yun Xiao?"

Chen Xuan's eyes widened, his voice trembled, and he looked at the person coming.

Not Jun Xiaoyao or anyone else.

Because of this, Chen Xuan was extremely shocked.

Can this happen?

Looking at Chen Xuan's face, Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.

"Why is Brother Chen Xuan so shocked? I was the one who stepped forward to save your life when I was in Yuanyuan Academy."

Hearing these words, Chen Xuan's expression was grave, with a hint of hidden hatred in his eyes.

But right now, he could feel that Jun Xiaoyao's aura was restrained, but it was more dangerous than before.

Ask yourself, even if Chen Xuan can use the power of Samsara seal.

Now, he is not sure that he can deal with Jun Xiaoyao.

Chen Xuan thought for a moment, then snorted coldly and said: "It's not speculative, just say goodbye."

Chen Xuan made a gesture to leave.

Jun Xiaoyao's face remained calm, with a smile on his face.

"Chen Xuan, or rather, Master Xuan Yi, do you want your Wanfa divine book?"

Hearing this, Chen Xuan paused, staring fixedly at Jun Xiaoyao.

After a long time, he said, "How did you find out?"

Jun Xiaoyao smiled and said, "Intuition."

Chen Xuan naturally didn't believe Jun Xiaoyao's words.

He just said coldly: "As expected, you were the one who plotted against me when I was in the Dead Sea of ​​the Demon Realm."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled without saying a word.

"Too much deceit!"

Chen Xuan couldn't bear it any longer, angrily shouted and shot.

A blazing brilliance rose from his body, and the meaning of Samsara permeated the area between his brows.

A huge breath emerged.

In it, one can even faintly see a hazy and vague figure sitting cross-legged in it.

Like the gods in the world, transcendent and supreme.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes froze.

That figure should not be Emperor Xuanyi's teacher.

Lu Yuan, Chen Xuan, Long Qingxuan.

These so-called sons of fortune all have this imprint.

But rather than their Gold Finger, Jun Xiaoyao thinks this is more like a parasitic relationship.

Then think of the so-called gold list of origin, the theory of luck.

Jun Xiaoyao vaguely felt that behind the scenes, there seemed to be an unimaginable chess player manipulating all this.

Even luck is a means of manipulation.

If this is the case, then the water behind it is too deep.

The people behind the scenes have a deep layout that is unimaginable.

But right now, Jun Xiaoyao couldn't think so much.

He shot directly, killing Chen Xuan.

Now that the Wanfa divine book has been found, there is no need for Chen Xuan to keep it.

Jun Xiaoyao made a move, chaotic energy was surging, and at the same time, he sacrificed the Sword Intent of Time.

A huge Sword Qi gushes out, filled with the meaning of time, sweeping across this place, and the energy is boiling.

"What's this?"

Chen Xuan's expression changed suddenly.

How could Jun Xiaoyao always resort to such terrifying methods.

After a few tricks, Chen Xuan vomited blood and flew backwards, even his hair turned gray.

This is the power of the Suiyue Dao Sword, cutting off its vitality.

In the end, Jun Xiaoyao unleashed his ultimate move, the Sword of Time and Dao was unparalleled, and the Sword intent seemed to overturn the ocean, and he went to kill Chen Xuanzhen.

Chen Xuan roared, bursting out with all his strength.

The Samsara seal releases the ultimate brilliance.

In it, Chen Xuan seemed to see something, and his pupils froze.

Then, he looked at Jun Xiaoyao with a cold madness in his expression.

"This is not the end, Yun Xiao, everything has just begun!"

Chen Xuan's voice fell.

His figure was covered by the vast sword glow of the Suiyue Dao Sword, his body was shattered, and his vitality was cut off.

And that bright and blazing imprint disappeared.

(end of this chapter)