The leading one was a wolf-shaped skeleton with sharp horns and long feet. Although it was just a white skeleton, its speed was no less than that of a real monster. Only a series of blurred light and shadows flashed by, and it had already reached the disciples of Wuwei Gate. A thick and strong front paw swung hard, and a sharp claw shadow roared at the disciples of Wuwei Gate.

After the death of the bone wolf, the bone tiger, the bone leopard, the bone snake, the two-headed lion, and the minota.

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There are dozens of monster skeletons, and each of them seems to be a fast-moving beast during their lifetime.

Compared with these bone beasts, the sharp and harsh Devil Cry is actually lethal.

If it were other monks, I would have probably changed my true qi and my bones were soft and my muscles were crisp. I just felt sorry for the disciples of Wuwei Gate who practiced Buddhist supernatural powers, it was just to make his qi and blood jubilant.

Seeing the man in the brocade robe hiding himself in the black fog, setting up a temporary magic circle, and unable to hide, but instead operating the group of bone beasts to suggest invasion, the disciples of Wuwei Gate were stunned at first, but then a hint of ridicule appeared on the corner of their mouths. They were too lazy to compete with a group of bone beasts, and turned around and flew towards the distance.

The claw shadow fell into vain immediately. The bone wolf raised his white head and opened his big mouth. Subaru's head announced a silent roar. The blue flames shone in his eyes and chased after him with all his strength. However, the figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Gate School had turned into a dazzling golden light, jumping and moving further and further along the horizon, and the interval was gradually widening.

In the thick black fog, the man in brocade robe seemed to be spewing out of his eyes.

He had never encountered such an opponent before. The disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy came over to snipe and kill him. They had clearly gained an advantage. Not only did they become unscathed under the powerful skeleton self-destruction, but they were not afraid of the Tianyin Devil Crying technique, but they did not expect that they would suddenly turn around and run away, leaving at will. In an instant, their figure disappeared from the edge of the sky.

In just a quarter of an hour, the disciples of Wuwei Gate had escaped dozens of miles away. The figure had just stayed in the air for a moment, as if they had discovered that thousands of monster skeletons after death were chasing each other. Shuang Xing fled far away without looking back, without any intention of reversal.

The man in brocade robe looked gloomy and gloomy. Even if he set up this magic array with great power and superb skills, what can you do if others don’t step into the magic array? Even if these thousands of monster bones that have been refined through special sacrifices are enough to turn upside down, and it will be in vain to damage any cultivator of the Earth Immortal level if others don’t give you this opportunity!

He spread his spiritual sense and followed the figure of the disciples of Wuwei Gate to escape from a hundred miles away. He shook his head and couldn't help but think that he was unlucky. His big hand moved towards Zhou Yi, and his mind moved. The white bone banners immediately rotated and became smaller and smaller, turning into white lights and flew towards the man in brocade robe.

The crystal clear white jade gourd trembled and brought countless ghosts into it with thick black fog. The army of bone beasts in the distance also began to turn around and turned into white light threads and drilled into the jade gourd without seeing it.

The ghost cries became less and less until they disappeared.

Finally, a bone banner was also caught by the man in the brocade robe.

At this moment, the man in the brocade robe was only a thousand feet away, but suddenly a black light flashed in the void, and the figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Gate Academy appeared casually. He rubbed his hands and raised his hands, and a silver arc as thick as a bowl flew out of his hands and hit the man in the brocade robe.

At the same time, light and shadow flashed between the eyebrows, and a mottled flying sword broke out of the air, turning into about a foot long in the blink of an eye, and the speed was no less than the arc.

The man in the brocade robe found that his aura was wrong and had no time to activate the bone banner in his hand. Wuxia sacrificed other magic weapons. He snorted coldly and his figure flew towards the ground.

Unfortunately, he was slower, and the thunder sounded, and the man was dancing wildly with electric snakes on his body. The true energy in his body instantly dissipated. His brocade robe turned into ashes, his skin was charred, and his figure flew back uncontrollably. Then, the color flying sword that was originally slashing at his waist had slashed the man's neck heavily, and a big head flew towards the horizon.

What's strange is that there was no drop of blood flying out between the two pieces of the man's corpse, but "bang! bang!" Two muffled sounds turned into two balls of black light fog. Then, the two balls of black fog gathered in the center and turned from the figure of the man in brocade robe. His hair was black and energetic, as if he was unscathed under the thunder attack of the disciples of Wuwei Gate. His eyebrows were filled with shock and anger. His mouth opened, and a cold black flame flew out all over the mountains and fields towards the disciples of Wuwei Gate. The space of the surrounding area instantly froze with the appearance of the black flames. The white bone banner in his hand raised, rotating and spreading rapidly.

"A wisp of soul can actually condense into a magic body. It seems that the ghost martial arts you practice are really good!"

Following the words, the figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Gate rushed over with thick black flames. He stepped out one step at a distance of thousands of feet and reached the man's face. He raised his left hand and pressed it on the man's shoulder. Thunder sounded loudly, and silver arcs as thick as teacup flew out from his palms, jumping and floating on the man's body in the brocade robe.

The man was pressed by his palm, and it seemed like a peak above his shoulder was pressed, unable to move at all. His figure was distorted and changed in the lightning, hissing and screaming, hissing and expression was painful. With the crackling sound, the figure dissipated again, turning into a ball of black light fog and rising towards Zhou Fei.

This time, the disciples of Wuwei Gate did not give him the opportunity to form a shape from the beginning. They snorted coldly, and the seven-color glass lights rushed out from their bodies, turning into seven-color light threads as thick as fingers fluttering horizontally, as if they were struck by the black light fog like long whips.

At the same time, with the magic power urged, the accumulated lightning power in the body instantly released, and within a radius of thousands of feet, it immediately turned into a sea of ​​thunder.

Violent spiritual power soared into the sky, and the thunder sounded throughout the nine heavens!

After the tea, the thunder stopped and the lightning dissipated. There was no trace of black mist left in the void. No matter how strong this man in the brocade robe was, it was no longer important. This wisp of ghost harem that had been practicing for tens of thousands of years and had been dominating thousands of feet in Youdu. It completely disappeared under the thunder and lightning cannon.

When he was in the realm of transformation, the Prajna divine light and evil thunder could not completely suppress these ghost cultivators in the realm of immortality. The current disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy have now completely established and invincible in the competition with ghost cultivators based on the power of thunder and lightning accumulated in their bodies. They only need to be bullied by him. Even a ghost cultivator in the upper level of immortality may not have much resistance.

As for hiding magical powers, they are not as good as when they are transforming into gods.

A dark green storage bracelet, a crystal clear little jade gourd, a white bone banner, and a short black dagger that scattered the cold smell, quietly suspended in the air, motionless.

A disciple from Wuwei Gate reached out to catch the crystal clear little jade gourd. When Ding Qing saw it, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The word "Swallowing the Sky" is written on this jade gourd, which is the creation of the ancestor of Swallowing the Sky. Now, the disciples of Wuwei Gate already have a jade gourd that looks exactly the same on the surface, and the exposed spiritual pressure in front of them is better than the others.

The spiritual light on the white bone banner was dim. Under the thunder and lightning, tiny cracks appeared on each vivid skull, which were no longer useful.

The black short dagger was biting cold and seemed to be made of Xuanming Stone. As for this storage bracelet, the raw materials were the same hard, and it was safe and sound under the thunder and lightning.

Hundred and Nineteen Zhuxian ()

The Dragon Bone Venerable now doesn’t know where he is. The soul of the Wan Gu Master has been destroyed. He may not know whether he will go to Xuanming Holy Mountain next step. The disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy are in a secret heart.

This time, the famous ghost immortals can be killed. First, the lightning and Buddhist magical powers suppress the ghost cultivation, and the wonderful use of Wuwei Gate disciples' art of taking into account evil spirits and hiding ways. These two magical powers were originally good at ghost immortals, but they did not expect that Wuwei Gate disciples were better. Because of this, whether it was King of Chujiang, Ji Donghai or Master Wan Gu, they all took the Tao of Wuwei Gate disciples' minds without care.

Of course, the most important point is that the spiritual consciousness and magic power of the disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy are now stronger than others, which also makes the disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy have greatly increased their determination. Even if the Dragon and Tiger Venerable's magical power is great, the disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy will have severe damage or kill him. Of course, if the other party has excellent escape skills, it would be a different matter if they turn around and run away in one encounter.

After pondering for a moment, he put away a few magic weapons and turned toward the direction of Xuanming Holy Mountain. After the cup of tea, the figure had turned into a faint black light thread and disappeared from the horizon.

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Tens of thousands of miles away, a large eagle with black feathers shook its wings and rushed towards the direction of Xuanming Holy Mountain. The eagle had a light golden look, a blood-red flesh crown with its head, and a black-green claws with strong and powerful wings. Its wings were more than ten feet long. It looked abnormal. The wings on the back were shaking, and even Zhou's void seemed to be trembling gently.

Above the carved back, a woman in purple was standing in the air. She was young and had tall hair, beautiful face, tall figure, and skin was like cream. The purple palace dress in a well-rounded body made her slightly plump figure look convex and concave. Whether it is her appearance or demeanor, she was the best choice, but at this time, her face was like frost.

Watching the silver lights flying out of the transmission magic plate gradually dissipated. The disciples of Wuwei Gate immediately darkened, and a ray of cold light flashed in their eyes.

Fan Rang has always been called "Xiaoyou Zhou". Even if he hates Master Cangsong, he still calls him "Senior Brother Cangsong". However, this person talks about "Zhou" and uses the title of "old man" to Master Cangsong.
Chapter completed!