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

In the afternoon, Mo Bai and Princess Qinghui came to the White Bone Platform as scheduled.

"Senior brother, they won't break the appointment, right?"

Princess Qinghui looked around, but did not find Fang Xue and others.

"coming."

Mo Bai looked up at the sky.

As soon as he finished speaking, more than ten figures landed in the sky, it was Fang Xue and others.

There are many disciples from the inner sect led by Fang Xue, as well as some disciples from the outer sect.

"There's one more person."

Mo Bai's eyes fell on a man next to Fang Xue. He was not wearing a bone robe representing his disciples, but was wearing a red robe.

There is faint demonic energy flowing on it, and it seems to be a yellow-level magic weapon!

The clothes he is wearing are actually yellow-level magic weapons, which is extremely precious.

The bodies of monks are fragile. Even foundation-building monks are extremely fragile if they do not practice special techniques.

If during a battle of spells, someone breaks through the body-protecting aura and loses the protection of mana, even a magic weapon can easily destroy the foundation-building body.

However, foundation-building monks have vast mana, so such situations rarely occur, but below the foundation-building level, they do occur frequently.

Therefore, this kind of robe that can protect the body, avoid being attacked by sneak attacks, and has strong protective capabilities is far more valuable than offensive weapons such as the bone jade sword.

"Senior brother, this is Qiao Hongzhuo, one of the top ten inner disciples."

Princess Qinghui's red lips moved slightly, leaning against Mo Bai's ear, revealing the man's identity.

Mo Bai's eyes narrowed slightly. He could clearly sense that this top ten inner sect disciple was exuding Hunyi magic power like a big river, with a long aura.

He is definitely a monk who has mastered the Dharma and perfected the magic power.

"I wonder how many moves you can withstand the Skeleton Demon?"

Xu was aware of Mo Bai's scrutinizing gaze, and Qiao Hongzhuo looked at Mo Bai with his eyes.

"Are you from Boneworm Peak?"

His expression was kind, but there was a fierce glint in his eyes from time to time.

"I heard that you took away Junior Sister Fang's wind sword?

When I get to the Shuizhe Tribe, I will explain everything to Su Zhenzhuan. "

"The person who came here is not a good person."

There was an interesting smile on Mo Bai's lips,

"random."

The voice was cold and calm, which made Qiao Hongzhuo's face darken, and he was about to have an attack.

"Okay, Senior Brother Qiao, the mission is the most important.

Time is running out, let’s rush to the southern swamp first. "

Fang Xue said lightly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone.

"Okay, just listen to Junior Sister Fang, the mission is important."

Qiao Hongzhuo licked his lips, took a deep look at Mo Bai again, and left with the flying magic weapon.

"Walk!"

Fang Xue also looked at Mo Bai deeply and gave an order,

Together with himself, five inner disciples and seven or eight outer disciples rose into the sky.

"Senior brother, why don't we go with them?"

Princess Qinghui was a little worried. It was rumored that the top ten inner disciples had foundation-building combat power and would be extremely difficult to deal with.

"Go, how can you not go.

Don’t worry, junior sister, I’ll take care of everything. "

As he spoke, the ten ink jade skulls on Mo Bai's wrist rose up with wisps of demonic energy, which was breathtaking.

In just a few words, the strong confidence exuded infected Princess Qinghui.

"Brother, I believe in you."

Mo Bai activated the flying magic weapon, took Princess Qinghui with him, followed the group in front, and observed secretly.

"This group of outer sect disciples has no status. It seems that they have the same intention as Princess Qinghui.

Relying on the protection of the inner disciples to pick out leaks and kill monsters, no one knows how much resources were spent.

The inner sect disciples with Fang Xue as the center are the core of the team. They must be aware of the inner sect mission mentioned by Qinghui.

As for Qiao Hongzhuo, he was alone. Apart from communicating with Fang Xue, he had no conversation with anyone else.

It's like suddenly inserting into this team. "

Mo Bai has already analyzed the membership relationships of this group to facilitate subsequent operations.

...

After flying over countless peaks and crossing several canyons, as evening approached,

Mo Bai saw the endless swamp in the distance, sparkling in the sun, like pieces of dazzling blue silk.

“Already in the southern swamps.

The southern swamp is boundless, and there are many hidden monsters that are difficult to guard against.

The Water Swamp Tribe is located in the southwest of the southern swamp, and it will take nearly a day to get there.

We will rest here for one night today, and let everyone recuperate before setting off again tomorrow. "

Fang Xue landed in an open space first, followed closely by the people around her.

Seeing this, Mo Bai landed.

Stepping onto the swamp, the ground is uneven, as if covered with a thick layer of salt.

It was damp, cold, and smelled of rotting leaves.

Everyone took a break here, including Fang Xue and other disciples from the inner sect, a group of disciples from the outer sect, and Mo Bai and Princess Qinghui.

Eat when you eat, drink when you drink, meditate when you sit, and regain your energy as soon as possible.

Ever since he landed here, Mo Bai always felt like he was being spied on. There were a few bone relics on his wrist.

He was quietly driven around to prevent any unexpected events.

At the same time, in a pool dozens of miles away from here, a pair of erect snake eyes looked towards this place.