Demi-Humans Cultivating Demons: I Use My Own Corpse To Refine Bones

Among this group of people, there was a fat disciple of the outer sect, with a cold voice that hinted at scolding.

There is a hint of black energy surging in his eyes, which must be a kind of eye skill that can see through people's cultivation.

"interesting?"

Mo Bai showed a playful smile and was not in a hurry to take action, wanting to see the performance of this group of people.

Princess Qinghui's face suddenly changed, and she immediately stood by Mo Bai's side, holding the boy's arm, and said in a cold voice:

"How dare you insult senior brother!"

"go!"

The emerald green hairpin on his head suddenly burst out with a golden light, flying out, sending out a biting chill, and went straight to the face of the bloated disciple.

"Yellow level magic weapon!"

The bloated disciple was shocked and exclaimed. This was a powerful magical weapon that could only be refined by a major foundation-building practitioner. It was simply impossible for a mere Qi practitioner to compete with it.

He was about to die under the golden light. At this moment,

"stop!"

Among this group of people, an inner sect disciple suddenly shouted loudly and took a step forward.

Suddenly, the jade hairpin on his head turned into a white bone jade sword, and there was a burst of sword light.

Emitting an astonishing evil spirit, it flew out, aiming directly at Princess Qinghui's heart.

It's not to save people, it's just to kill people and seize treasures.

Just looking at the terrifying fluctuations, this is actually a yellow-level magic weapon.

"Oops!"

Princess Qinghui's face turned pale in an instant. The jade hairpin had just been shot out, and now it was too late to return to defense.

Suddenly, a black jade skull blocked the path of the white bone jade sword.

"Bang!"

A violent explosion sounded. The white bone jade sword and the black jade skull were locked in a stalemate. Astonishing fluctuations spread, causing waves of wind and waves.

"What!"

The young man who released the bone jade sword saw that his jade sword was actually blocked by a skull.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, black energy rose, and several strands of virtual mana were continuously poured into the bone jade sword.

The white bone jade sword immediately became fierce, and its momentum increased by several percent.

Just when he was about to overwhelm the emerald green skeleton, a cold voice sounded:

"Come out, Skeleton Demon!"

The black jade skull the size of a rosary bead is boiling with evil energy.

"boom!"

In the horrified gaze of everyone, the small black jade skull turned into a skeleton demon dozens of feet tall in a few breaths.

It exuded so much demonic energy that it made everyone breathless.

As soon as the Skeleton Demon appeared, he grabbed the White Bone Jade Sword. The demonic energy continued to suppress it, and the White Bone Jade Sword let out a cry, and the blood light dissipated.

Then, the terrifying pitch-black bone claws fiercely struck at this inner-sect disciple.

"not good!"

The inner sect disciple's expression suddenly changed, he took a deep breath, and tried his best to condense the empty mana in his body.

"The bones are full of resentment!"

Unexpectedly, a pale evil spirit spewed out from the mouth, and the countless souls inside let out pitiful screams, directly hitting the huge bone claws that landed in mid-air.

Amidst the burst of explosions, the giant bone claw was unscathed and its power was not reduced at all.

"No...impossible!"

The Inner Sect disciple's liver and gallbladder are about to burst. The white bones of his proud resentment have not even been able to break through the demonic energy outside the bone claws.

"ah!"

The black bone claw was completely slapped on the ground, and the disciple of the inner sect let out a scream, and was unexpectedly beaten into a pulp!

"come back."

A cold voice sounded, seemingly with a sense of pleasure.

The terrifying skull demon turned into a black jade skull again, turned into a black light, and finally returned to Mo Bai's bracelet.

Everything just happened in a flash of lightning.

In just a few breaths, an inner sect disciple died unexpectedly, which caused many disciples around him to leave quickly.

"Brother, you are so awesome!"

Princess Qinghui's eyes showed admiration. She imagined various scenarios, but she did not expect the young man beside her.

He actually killed a Tongfa cultivator who was holding a yellow-level magic weapon.

"Junior brother, I wonder if I can return the 'Wind Sword'?"

At this time, among the group of people, a woman who looked about twenty-five years old spoke.

The woman's jade face is exquisite and flawless, her temperament is cold, and she exudes a fierce aura.

However, what attracted the most attention was the pair of slender jade legs, as white as snow, as if they were made in heaven.

"Junior Brother Liu made the first move, but his skills were inferior to others. He was killed as a matter of course. We have no complaints at all.

But this 'Wind Sword' is a top-grade yellow-level magic weapon, only a thin line away from a top-grade magic weapon, and is extremely precious.

However, it does not belong to Junior Brother Liu. It belongs to Wang Zhenzhuan and was temporarily lent to us. I hope you can return it. "

His expression was indifferent, and his words showed no concern for the death of his companions.

The inner disciples, headed by her, looked at her with fear.

Mo Bai smiled playfully and looked at the bloated disciple who luckily escaped with his life.

Suddenly, the bloated man's legs trembled, he was sweating profusely, and he wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy.

Suddenly, a pale demonic energy struck from behind. He did not expect to be attacked by his companions. He tried to dodge but it was too late.

Immediately afterwards, there was a squeaking sound of sore teeth, and the whole person turned into a puddle of flesh.

"Consider this as apology. If it's not enough, I'll kill a few more."

The pale demonic energy just now was issued by the central figure of this group of people, Fang Xue, a disciple of the inner sect.

She personally killed the outer disciple who caused the incident as an apology to Mo Bai.

According to her, as long as he can return the sword, it doesn't matter if he kills a few more.

"Fang...Senior Sister Fang..."

Suddenly, all the outer disciples looked frightened and their legs were shaking. They didn't know if it would be their turn next.