Natural fairy species

The two bone spurs on the arm of the White Bone Master, one turned into a bone chain, and the other turned into a bone flying sword, both of which locked the attack target with invisible waves and appeared directly across a thousand-foot range.

At the same time, a white bone golden elixir beat crazily in his chest, composed of countless bone fragments, establishing a connection between this huge skeleton and the mysterious underworld.

If the golden elixir is not destroyed, there will be inexhaustible true energy.

As soon as he put his hands together, a giant hand of white bones grabbed it from the air, like a bone prison.

At the same time, the surviving disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect have poured jars of blood essence into the Hundred Ghost Banners. They are all the blood of third-level monsters or real people who have formed pills, and have been preserved through special means.

hiss!

The flag was torn, and the indigo ghost king tore the flag and descended into the world.

The evil ghost grabbed a few nearby Ghost Spirit Sect monks, stuffed them into his mouth and ate them, chewing them happily.

"What an evil ghost king! Why don't you let me kill the enemy?"

Master Bai Gu was distracted by three things, memorizing the sect's handed down spiritual technique to activate the evil ghosts on the Hundred Ghost Flags.

This evil ghost king is one of the legendary thirty-four ghost kings of the underworld, born out of the evil thoughts of all living beings.

Of course, the evil ghost king who appeared in the human world at this time cannot be the true body. It is just the evil ghost accumulated through thousands of years of sacrifice by the Hyakki Banner, and the evil ghost formed by it attracted a ray of distraction from the evil ghost king.

Even so, the strength of this ghost king is far superior to that of ordinary pill-forming perfect ghost cultivators.

The three heads of the evil ghost king turned, and each of his six arms manifested a magic treasure, all of which were transformed by evil energy.

Six rays of magic light shot out from the eyes, like six sharp swords, piercing the space.

Faced with this situation, Master Ge Cang did not panic. He stretched out his thin hands and pressed them directly towards the bone chain and the flying bone sword.

Click! Click!

The chain was wrapped around his left hand, and the flying sword was held by his right hand. His hands were already the color of five crystals and made of glass.

The two hands collided hard, the chain broke into several rings, and the flying sword broke.

Master Ge Cang's hands were intact, leaving no trace of scars. He turned around and punched the overwhelming bone prison into countless bone fragments.

At the same time, he blinked his right eye, and a thunder dragon flew out to wipe out the magic light from the evil ghost king.

The thunder dragon roared, attracting hundreds of balls of divine thunder to be thrown into the body, and it became several times stronger and flew towards the Evil Ghost King.

"Zhenren Yan, Lianyu, if you don't take action, how long will you wait!"

Master Bai Gu had already overestimated the strength of Master Ge Cang, but found that he still underestimated it.

He risked becoming a puppet of neither a human nor a ghost, and entered the coffin of the underworld to transform himself into a true demonic body of bones, possessing the perfect cultivation level of pill formation.

But at this time, after the fight, it was discovered that Master Ge Cang had also broken through to the completion of the pill formation.

Coupled with the inherent restraint of the innate Qianyuan Divine Thunder Net on the demonic monks, Master Bai Gu and the evil ghost king joined forces, and there is a tendency to be suppressed by Master Ge Cang in turn.

At the same time, he held a bone whistle in his hand, ready to blow it at any time.

"Senior Brother Ge seems to have become much stronger after his breakthrough to the completion of the pill formation..."

This kind of strengthening is all-round, not just in the thunder method or the physical body. Only monks at the same level can experience it.

Bai Zichen originally thought that his strength should be on par with senior brother Ge Cang, but now he found that he might be slightly inferior to senior brother Ge who had perfected the pill formation.

Although the restraining effect of the Divine Thunder Net on the demonic monks gave the situation the advantage, Master Ge Cang was far from the strongest method.

"Fellow Bone Daoist, don't worry, I'm coming."

Fairy Lianyu threw out a square scarf, spinning it to the size of a table. When it flew into the air and landed, it was already several feet wide.

After offering her magic weapon, she took two steps back slightly.

The power of Master Ge Cang made her feel intimidated. With so many Master Jiedan in the field working together, they could indeed kill Ge Cang, but his counterattack before his death could at least take away two or three people.

Fairy Lianyu doesn't have any defensive treasures. If she can survive in that situation, it's better to stay safe and fish in troubled waters.

"A good method. The attainments of several true kings of the Five Thunder Sect in thunder magic are nothing more than this..."

Yan Rulong praised, flipped his wrist, and an inkstone magic weapon whizzed out, and he took out a brush and dipped it in ink.

As the pen and ink stroked, ink-colored fences appeared in the air, trapping Master Ge Cang in them.

The two monks in robes and hoods looked at each other, each took out a talisman, breathed out a breath of alchemy, and the talisman instantly burned.

Of course, the talisman that Master Jiedan can treat with caution will not be an ordinary talisman, but a real talisman peeled off from the spirit treasure.

If a monk does not care about the damage of the magic weapon at all costs before he is reborn, it is normal to strip away the power of the magic weapon and separate out three or five talismans.

As for the true talisman, because it contains 40% of the power of the magic weapon, only one piece can be separated at most.

And the damage caused to the magic weapon itself is extremely serious.

Taking Lingbao as an object to make a true talisman, the Yuanying Sect, which owns several Lingbao, has the confidence to do so.

Ordinary sects can just about lift the Lingbao to the sky, so how can they risk the downgrade of the Lingbao to do such a thing as killing the goose that lays the goose to lay the egg?

Only the Nascent Soul Sect has enough wealth to be willing to do this.

After all, the spiritual treasure can only be used to its full potential in the hands of True Lord Nascent Soul, while the true talisman can be faithfully reproduced by a true talisman-forming master or even a foundation-building monk.

After all, the spiritual treasure can only be used to its full potential in the hands of True Lord Nascent Soul, while the true talisman can be faithfully reproduced by a true talisman-forming master or even a foundation-building monk.

The elder of the Holy Lotus Sect in front of him moved his hand, and hundreds of gilded rays of light flew out of the true talisman, and flying feathers fell from the sky.

Every bit of golden light is like a flying needle. This real talisman actually comes from a set of flying needle spiritual treasures.

"Ge Cang, you also have today... The revenge of the useless hand will be repaid in a hundred years!"

Mu Taoren gritted his teeth. He was cruel and jealous of Master Ge Cang, who was a junior in age.

In the past, I kept my hatred in my heart and did not dare to seek revenge. I had to pretend to be generous and not take it seriously.

At this moment, he could finally take this opportunity to kill Master Ge Cang with his own hands, and his hands were trembling with excitement.

A copper tripod was raised, and as soon as it was struck for the first time, an indescribable cold moonlight passed by.

Mu Dao stammered as a huge head with a hood flew up, and the unmanned bronze cauldron fell, making a loud roar on the ground.

"What a treasure, it is indeed a flying sword of living beings. With just a thought, you can fully understand what I am thinking in my hands..."

Bai Zichen appeared on the other side of Xiaoluo Mountain. He originally wanted to kill the alchemy monk who activated the true talisman.

However, due to their position, Mu Taoist was closer to him, and he had not used any protective magic weapon. He was an undefended target in front of a sword cultivator like him.

With the speed of the fourth-level flying sword, let alone Mu Daoren's initial cultivation level of pill formation, even the reaction speed of several monks who were much stronger than him was a beat slower.

Incarnate into the moonlight sword light, when meeting the enemy, it immediately transforms into a wisp of sword thread, instantly killing a real person who has formed a pill.

The burst of sword energy had already turned Mu Daoren's body into chaos, saving him the trouble of finishing the last blow.

"To deal with this person, you don't even have to show your sword-refining-silk realm... but it's better to be lenient and take more damage than to be rescued with a breath of air."

Bai Zichen looked at the storage bag on Mu Daoren's body with a little pity. He pursued efficiency and safety in everything, not even using his sword to sweep away the loot.

It might only be a snap of a finger too late, but after recognizing six real people with the cultivation level of Dan Jie at close range, no matter how cautious you are, you can't be too cautious.

In particular, the leading old man is a perfect monk of the same level as Master Ge Cang. Even if his strength is slightly inferior, he should not be underestimated.

Once you are entangled with such a person, and there are so many Jiedan Masters around you, you will fall into the circle that Master Ge Cang reminds you to avoid.

"A sword cultivator in the middle stage of pill formation, I think you are that Bai Zichen... Qingfeng Sect is so virtuous and talented that it can have two such disciples in a row."

Yan Rulong sighed with a look of wonder on his face, then reached out and took out a copybook.

Originally, he wanted to turn around and turn the gun head and take it down, but due to a startled shout from Master Bai Gu, he continued to write.

At the same time, the copybook unfolded, and large fonts flew out one by one and lined up in a row. Each character contained breathtaking power.

This is a calligraphy treasure of Yuanying Zhenjun, which has been carried close to the body for hundreds of years. It is contaminated with the aura of awe-inspiring and has incredible supernatural powers.

Although it has not been formally refined, in the hands of Confucian and Taoist monks it can exert a power equivalent to that of a third-level secret treasure.

"Zheng'er, you guys surround him, don't let anyone escape!"

Each of the five Tianli Sect-forming pills took a corner and slowly approached.

Regarding the terrifying swordsman who could stand in front of them in an instant, several people put away their previous arrogance and put down their dignity as disciples of the Central Region.

They all chose to join forces, and countless magical swords, lights, swords and shadows were implemented using the sect's training methods to deal with powerful swordsmen, suppressing the moonlight.

With a powerful sword cultivating sect like the Wuhuang Sword Sect as a neighbor, the Tianli Sect's imaginary enemy is it even if there is no conflict yet.

I have done countless special trainings for sword cultivators on weekdays, how to maximize the advantage of numbers to close the gap with powerful sword cultivators.

At this time, Tianli Sect focused on the attack direction with two real people in the late stage of Dan Jie, Lezheng was in the middle, and the two real people in the middle stage of Dan Jie provided cover to finish.

A well-organized offensive was formed in an instant. The magic weapons, flying swords, and talismans were in their own order. Not only did they not weaken the lethality of the magic weapons, they also enhanced each other.

For a moment, Bai Zichen could only withdraw the Yuexuan Sword and spin it in a circle, keeping the whole body airtight.

Master Bai Gu saw an arm of the Evil Ghost King being torn off by Master Ge Cang, and howled unceasingly.

I also saw Master Ge Cang having thunder on his feet, holding a lightning-struck wooden cane in his hand, and hundreds of gilded flying needles were knocked away one by one.

"Ge Cang, I've cut off your thunder method, let's see what else you can do before you can hold on!"

The White Bone Master couldn't bear it anymore, so he raised the bone whistle and blew it hard, causing the bone whistle to fall apart.

This bone whistle is made from the small bones of the fourth-order monster Thunder Whale. It can suck up all the thunder in a hundred miles radius as long as it is activated.

It is average among the secret treasures left by the Ghost Spirit Sect, but it is equivalent to the top secret treasure when dealing with Master Ge Cang.

The phantom of the Thunder-Swallowing Whale that appeared in the sky was hundreds or thousands of feet tall. With a sudden breath, it swallowed up the thunderous sea.

Burping with satisfaction, the Thunder Whale swayed its body and began to swim quickly near Xiaoluo Mountain.

As soon as all the lightning spiritual energy in this space appears, it will be plundered and eaten.

Master Ge Cang's Qiantian Yuanyang Divine Thunder Net suddenly became a rootless tree, and even its use became very difficult.