White Bone Monkey King

According to the description of the leader of Luo Qing Sect, there were a total of ten people who were unlucky this time. He did not see exactly how many people there were.

Because when he saw the movement and rushed to the river bank, he only saw ten or so escape lights flying away close to the ground, avoiding the continued attack of the underworld demon.

Seeing that the other party had been talking about this and that for a long time and never told the identity of those passengers, Wutou Jinan glared and threatened. The leader of Luo Qing Sect shouted injustice.

"Those people were wrapped in the magic weapon's divine light and flew close to the ground. How could we see their faces through the magic weapon's divine light at such a distance?"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask the two elders Xiaoyao. We arrived at the same time. I couldn't see it, and the two elders Xiaoyao couldn't see it either."

The leader of Luo Qing Sect did not lie about this, and it was soon confirmed by the two elders Xiaoyao.

At that time, the scene was too chaotic. Facing the sudden suppression of the underworld demon, as soon as the origami boat landed, the passengers on the boat hurriedly fled away. When outsiders arrived, they had already opened up a considerable distance.

"But..."

As soon as the leader of Luo Qing Sect hesitated, he was immediately hit by Wu Du Jin'an's punch, which hurt his soul. Wu Du Jin'an glared and scolded: "You are hesitant to speak. Are you making up some lies? But what? Hurry up and say it."

The leader of Luo Qing Sect was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. He cried out that he didn't have that kind of mind. How dare he play tricks before Shen Si threatened and seek death.

He hesitated because he was a little uncertain. He was wondering whether it was necessary to tell the details of this clue, or to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Who knew that he was hit by Wu Du Jin'an's ruthless punch just like this.

Although Wu Du Jin'an had already restrained his strength and didn't really want to hurt his soul, the feeling of being wronged was worse than being hit ten times in a row.

Wu Du Jin ignored these words and let the leader of Luo Qing Sect speak directly. As for whether the clue was useful, he would analyze it himself.

The leader of Luo Qing Sect was afraid of being hit again, so he spoke more simply this time: "Although the souls of those people were covered by the magic weapon's divine light, based on my many years of experience, those escaping lights are mostly women, about seven fairies."

Headless Jin'an was surprised when he heard this.

"Seven fairies? Could it be that the seven fairy grandmothers also came to the corpse cave?"

Hearing the low ventriloquism of Headless Jin'an, the leader of Luo Qing Sect and the two elders Xiaoyao all showed shocked expressions. The leader of Luo Qing Sect subconsciously said: "Friend Chen, you have so many fairy grandmothers."

Headless Jin'an, whose thoughts were interrupted, glanced at the leader of Luo Qing Sect, then raised his fist and hit the opponent seven times in a row. Although he did not hurt his life, it really made his soul uncomfortable for a while.

The leader of Luo Qing Sect was depressed, and his thoughts and thoughts collided wildly. Every thought was screaming, he wanted to kill someone.

He was beaten for speaking slowly, and he was beaten for praising the other party for having many grandmothers and many branches and leaves in his family. In short, no matter what he said, he would be beaten in the end.

It happened that his cultivation was lower than that of the other party, and he could neither fight nor escape, just like the monkey under the Five Fingers Mountain.

How could he not be depressed and crazy.

"Fellow Daoist Chen! I am the leader of a sect, and I also have the dignity of a leader! A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. If you want to kill or cut me, just do it. There is no need to torture and humiliate me like this!" The leader of Luo Qing Sect was about to resist with death in his heart, but as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes widened, and the three souls and seven spirits in his soul body were restless and drilled out of his body, vying to escape in all directions.

That scene seemed to be a scene of great horror. People were frightened to the point of confusion, and their souls were flying. They could not suppress their own three souls and seven spirits.

Even the two elders of Xiaoyao Sect were too frightened and lost their souls.

Wutou Jinan raised his fist and punched each of the three people, hammering the three souls and seven spirits that were about to flee in fear back into their souls, preventing the three people from really being scattered and falling into the underworld.

The moment the three souls and seven spirits returned to their positions, the three souls were greatly shocked, and then they hurriedly moved the visualization method, and after completely stabilizing the three souls and seven spirits, they looked at Wutou Jinan with gratitude, and dared not look anywhere else.

This time, the leader of Luoqing Sect was convinced and grateful. His heart knot was suddenly untied, and he suddenly felt that it was not unacceptable for Wutou Jinan to punch him a hundred times.

Wutou Jinan must have a reason to beat him, and he must have been beaten because he made a mistake, and all the problems were in himself.

The three people were suddenly shocked because another big demon from the underworld arrived.

The underworld demon was surrounded by a strong Yin Qi and black light. It suddenly appeared from the void and suddenly appeared on the ruins of the fairyland. The strong light on its body was like a black lightning that suddenly split the dark night, which caught people off guard and scared them. Their souls were almost scattered by the sudden strong light.

The underworld demon was a flying dragon centipede with an astonishingly large body. The insect body could not be seen at a glance. It was enough to be bigger than those prehistoric gods and demons enshrined in your temple.

Each section of the dragon centipede's body was emitting an ancient color. A closer look revealed that it had evolved into a dragon scale phenomenon. The huge winding insect body, with every movement, would make a clanging sound of iron armor colliding, sparks flying, and the dragon scale phenomenon on the shell would also make a rustling sound of friction, which was extremely magical.

This big insect dragon centipede was very domineering, with a dark green gaze, as if staring at the underworld. Wherever its gaze went, black lightning would tear the night sky apart, tearing apart lonely ghosts, evil gods and evil spirits.

The dragon's face cannot be peeped at or desecrated.

This dragon centipede, whose carapace has evolved into dragon scales, really thinks it is a real dragon in the world and will not allow the outside world to disobey its dragon face and power.

If the river bank was not quite far from the ruins of the fairyland, more than a hundred miles away, Luo Qingzong and his three men would have died under the lightning of the dragon centipede underworld demon.

That black lightning was not the dark thunder of the West, but the corpse thunder of the way of corpse ghosts, which was the insidious corpse thunder that only corpse demons could cultivate.

It had both the tyranny of thunder and the poisonous filth of corpse ghosts, which could destroy all laws and spirituality in the world.

In the dark shadow of the underworld where the sun never shines all year round, a broad hand suddenly stretched out. The big hand spread out, enough to cover a mountain, and grabbed the dragon centipede underworld demon.

A demon of the underworld that had been dormant in the dark took action.

The dragon centipede regarded himself as a real dragon god, acting tyrannically and without scruples.

But there was a demon of the underworld who was even more tyrannical and wanted to subdue the dragon centipede underworld demon.

Unexpectedly, the dragon centipede underworld demon did not flee or evade. Green eyes looked coldly at the huge demon hand that grabbed at him. It seemed that it had known the existence of the other party for a long time and deliberately used its spirit body to descend and lure the other party to attack.

Boom!

The spirit body of the dragon centipede underworld demon exploded and turned into a black thunder waterfall. Under the thunder, this area was torn into an independent hell world.

In that independent hell world, skulls were like mountains, bones were like forests, human hair was like felt pieces, human skin and flesh were rotten into mud, human tendons were entangled on trees, dry and shiny like silver, corpses were in the sea of ​​blood, and the wind was foul. It was really the tragic scene of Lion Camel Ridge.

And in the mist deep in the hell world, there stood a terrifying black shadow. The mist around the terrifying black shadow was split by black lightning, revealing part of its true appearance.

That was also a demon of the underworld!

It was a wild elephant corpse demon whose flesh could rival the majestic mountains!

Its blood is pure, and it has a reversion phenomenon. Its body is covered with hard hairs, each of which is thicker and longer than locust and willow wood, and its body is so tall and strong that it is scary.

The body of the Sky-supporting Underworld Demon is the tallest, and this reversion phenomenon of the Barbarian Corpse Demon is the second tallest, but the Barbarian Corpse Demon's body grows horizontally, and the visual impact is larger than that of the Sky-supporting Underworld Demon, and it is also more burly and majestic.

Under the thick and long trunk is a complete tusk and a two-thirds broken tusk. The tusk is bigger than a mountain, and it looks very scary. The color is withered and yellow, without vitality.

But the most shocking thing is that the Barbarian Corpse Demon wears a real dragon skull on his head, and the whole head is covered by the real dragon skull, with only the tusks exposed.

The Barbarian Corpse Demon wearing a real dragon skull has evolved a dragon-elephant vision, and day after day, it refines its blood and reproduces the dragon-elephant power of its ancestors.

One is a dragon centipede, the other is a dragon elephant. These two are mortal enemies. They both want to hunt dragons. They devour each other's flesh and blood, absorb the thin true dragon blood in the other's body, and melt it for their own use.