The white bones are really strong. It doesn't know any magic, but it is immune to most magics. It is also very fast. If you move a little slower, your flesh and bones will be separated if you are caught by it. The scene is extremely cruel.

But even so, the monks present became more and more excited as they fought.

Now even the blind can clearly see that this white bone is not simple. Whether it is a divine bone or not is no longer important. Everyone just wants to get it now.

Due to the power of White Bones, everyone also briefly formed a cooperation.

Qianghua hid in the big tree with dense leaves, hiding her figure and aura, watching the fierce fighting scene in the distance.

She saw Hong Yi and others, as well as the Lord of the Ghost Realm.

Disciples of Zhongsun Hele and Sifang Sect.

There is even a woman who drives the puppet.

Most importantly, she also saw two other familiar faces in her memory.

Fuyao and Fuwen.

The two of them, one in the middle stage of Yuanying and the other in the late stage of Jindan, followed the Xuanyue Sect's team to attack the bones.

But White Bones and even Lianxu above Nascent Soul would kill them at will, let alone a Nascent Soul and Golden Pill. One person had his left arm scratched and a piece of flesh was removed, another person had his abdomen penetrated and was knocked away by White Bones. Falling far away from the battlefield.

Beside them, there were many monks whose bones had been cleaned up, but they were not conspicuous.

But anyone can see that if they don't get good treatment, they will be like this for the rest of their lives, so in addition to the pain on their faces, there is also boundless panic about the future.

Qianghua withdrew her gaze, raised her head and "looked" into the air through the branches and leaves above her head.

The space fluctuated, and monks with Mahayana cultivation appeared one after another out of thin air.

These are the rescuers of the monks on the field, and they are also the ones who come to divide the bones.

Seeing the appearance of these Mahayana monks, Miao Mengxuan, who was fighting with the bones, frowned unconsciously and gestured to his subordinates to signal the ghost cultivators who were not high in cultivation and weak in self-preservation to retreat immediately.

They have issues with two-thirds of the monks who attack the bones on the field. There is no guarantee that these people will not take this opportunity to attack them. When the time comes, they can just say "miss" and they may not even need a reason.

The people in the ghost realm immediately withdrew from the battlefield, leaving only Miao Mengxuan and Hongyi to continue attacking Bai Gu.

If you look closely, you can see that the two of them also started paddling, unwilling to use any more force.

The Mahayana monks from various sects and families glanced at the retreating Ghost Realm monks and snorted in their hearts, they hid quickly!

After thinking about it, the attacks in his hands landed on Bai Gu accurately, knocking Bai Gu back a certain distance.

At the same time, Zhongsun Hele and Yu Miaoyan also arranged for fellow disciples with low cultivation levels to evacuate immediately.

It would be nice if they could separate a finger bone from this white skeleton after it's over, but it's not worth the effort of so many of their disciples.

Seeing the Mahayana monks from various sects and families arriving on the field one after another, the two junior sisters couldn't help but feel a little pity in their hearts.

They can shake the ancestors of the sect, but there is still a hopeless sea between them. Even if the ancestors rush over immediately after receiving the news, it will probably take a lot of time. By then, the bones may have been divided.

Thinking of this, the movements of his hands began to paddle, mainly to protect himself.

Zhongsun Hele was a swordsman. It was rare for him to encounter such a strong target, so he directly used the bones to practice his body and sword skills.

With so many Mahayana monks put together, no matter how good the body skills and strong body of Bai Gu were, they couldn't bear it, so they turned around and wanted to run away.

But how could everyone allow it, and set up a dragnet to tightly control the Bones in the bear demon's territory.

"Qianqian, when are we going to do it?" Several little guys poked their furry heads from Qianghua's chest and asked.

Qianghua stared at the haggard bones in the distance and asked casually: "What are you doing?"

Changdu: "If we don't join in, I'm afraid these bones will no longer belong to us."

Qianghua replied nonchalantly: "I got something better than bones. I'll show you later. It doesn't matter if you want bones or not."

Qingniao wondered: "Then what are we doing here?"

Qianghua said: "I'm looking to see if this white bone can speak, and whether it can tell me about the treasure I just got from it. If so, not only will I have to change my image and walk around outside, but you will too."

As for spiritual communication, these monks should not dare to try it. After all, spiritual consciousness is too important to monks, so how could they dare to use it on this weird white bone.

Qianghua: "Look, the bones look like they can't hold up anymore."

Also, various spells and secret treasures hit the body frequently and intensively, even if the gods come, they can't bear it.

Qianghua took the little ones to watch the play with great interest.

Glancing at the injured monks who stepped aside, Qianghua said, "Do you still have any healing elixirs in your hands?"

The little ones followed Qianghua's gaze, immediately understood what she meant, and began to rummage through their pockets.

Fire Lotus spit out a cauldron of alchemy furnace towards Qianghua and looked at her expectantly.

Qianghua took over the alchemy furnace, and with a glance of her consciousness, she knew that Huolian and the alchemy furnace had been working a lot recently. The storage space of the alchemy furnace was occupied by all kinds of elixirs.

Qianghua was multitasking, taking the elixir while looking at the situation in the distance.

At this time, the white bones were no longer able to hold up, and the green fire in the eye sockets was much smaller.

The monks who fought it were not much better, all of them were covered in colors.

"This White Bones is quite powerful." Qianghua exclaimed, "Now there are nearly forty Mahayana monks on the field, and we can actually fight with them for so long."

"Fortunately, I didn't fight it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get rid of it even if I bombarded it with a cannon."

Xiaoba: "This is the first time I have seen so many Mahayana monks, they are like wholesale."

The other little guys nodded in agreement.

Qianghua looked at the Mahayana monks and replied: "According to my statistics over the years, there are probably less than five Mahayana monks among these people who can successfully overcome the tribulation and ascend, and the rest have to be blown into pieces and turned into spiritual energy to nourish again. This is the world.”

Why are there so few ancestors from various sects and sects who are just one step away from ascending to the realm of death?

It was because he was afraid that he would not be able to survive the thunder catastrophe of ascension.

It doesn't matter if they are gone by then, but the enemies they have formed will cause trouble for their disciples or clan members.

If Shou Yuan had not reached the limit and had to survive the calamity, they would rather be the Dinghai Shenzhen of each sect.

"Bang——!" There was a loud noise.

The bones were moved and everyone worked together to push them back to the ground, making a big hole in the ground.

Dust flew everywhere.

Even the roses were affected by the splashing soil.

Bones wanted to escape.

Many monks worked together to set up a spiritual net to cover the bones.

The spiritual net tightened, and spiritual power seeped into every joint of the bones.

"burst!"

A monk shouted sharply.

"boom--"

The body of the bones has the meaning of separation.

Baigu probably also realized that he had to answer here today, raised his head to the sky, opened his mouth wide, and roared silently.

Qianghua was stunned and subconsciously blocked her five senses.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The monks present at the Mahayana stage and below covered their ears and rolled on the ground in pain, with blood flowing from their seven orifices.

Although the monks who were in the Mahayana stage and above who were the main ones attacking the bones did not cry out in pain, blood was also flowing out of the seven orifices, and their faces were pale and painful.

"burst!"

A Mahayana monk shouted again.

Everyone did not dare to delay and struck again with all their strength.

The bones were instantly cut into pieces by the spiritual net.

Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the pieces of white bones instantly flew in all directions.

Everyone's hearts immediately became anxious again, and their hands and feet quickly went to capture the bones.

However, the white bones were extremely fast, and no one could catch much of them.

However, a few monks who left the scene early were lucky enough to subconsciously grab a piece of bone and instantly became the most noticed people present.

The bloody Mahayana monks' faces were as black as ink, and even the blood could not stain their faces.

Despite all the precautions, I didn't realize that this Bone Skeleton had a trump card!

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