At the same time, the two skeleton warriors immediately fired the bronze battle axes in their hands and slashed towards Ni Suanqiu.

"Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist's kindness is understood, but just a few Yin Wind Skulls are not enough to kill me. I saw that not far ahead, the white-clothed monk on the other side nodded slightly at Ni Suanqiu and said with a smile

Listening to the tone of the white-clothed monk at this moment, he didn't need Ni Shuan to assist in the attack at all, it seemed that as long as he relied on his own strength, he could deal with the dry bone elder of the five-fold mind realm opposite.

Seeing this, Ni Suanqiu also smiled faintly, at this time, he didn't have time to pay attention to this, and he didn't have time to guess what the white-clothed monk was thinking.

I saw that the mysterious white-clothed monk gently touched his waist, and immediately took out a white pill, raised his head gracefully, and swallowed it unhurriedly.

Then, he patted his treasure bag again, as if he was about to shoot out that kind of green bamboo flying sword again.

However, at this moment, two streams of black light shot straight out, and then turned into two black streamlines in the air, and then, the streamer flashed, turned into two black claws, and hit the white-clothed monk.

I saw that this attack by the Dry Bone Elder was simply beyond most people's expectations, just to suddenly take the opportunity to sneak attack and take the lead.

Ni Suanqiu also never expected that just now, the dry bone elder who was still fighting and with himself changed his goal in an instant, and played such a "black claw" spell to deal with the mysterious white-clothed monk over there.

Obviously, he wanted to rely on his high cultivation and cast spells quickly, and fiercely suppressed the white-clothed monk over there.

However, the white-clothed monk just turned around and deftly dodged such a blow, and at the same time, the white light flashed, and a strange scene appeared, and the jaws of Ni Suanqiu and Elder Dry Bones almost fell to the ground.

I saw that after the white-clothed monk turned around like this, he actually conjured up eight identical versions of himself.

Is this a shapeshifter? You can constantly transform into clones!

How can this not make people stunned~!Ni Suanqiu's eyes were straight, if at this time, there were no two bronze axe skeletons in front of him to deal with, Ni Suanqiu would have put down the magic weapon in his hand a long time ago, and enjoy the battle between the two of them.

"Phantom spells, it's actually phantom spells!I didn't expect this person to have so many stunts at such a young age~!" At this time, Brother Red Bull was also surprised, and exclaimed.

Then, the mysterious white-clothed monk slapped lightly on his treasure bag, and twenty or thirty green bamboo flying swords rose into the air and shot towards the front and upwards.

I saw that after sending so many flying swords with one blow, his figure also trembled slightly a few times, and then, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he tapped a few times towards his chest, forcibly calming his mind.

He was using a powerful seal of his several large bloodlines to suppress the spell backlash caused by this continuous firing of powerful spells. Heaven-level exercises, this person must have learned heaven-level exercises, and if I read it correctly, it is still a heaven-level top-level exercises that have been handed down from ancient times. That's right, otherwise, with his Zhou Tianjing cultivation, he wouldn't have so many True Yuan to be able to control so many flying swords, even if these flying swords were refined with ordinary green bamboo. For a long time for the next time, Brother Red Bull kept shouting in Ni Suanqiu's ear, constantly exclaiming about the other party's exercises and spells.

I saw that after a few explosions of "crackling", the white-clothed monk shot down six or seven Yin Wind skulls at once.

But just as the Dry Bone Elder was about to laugh at him again for having no means, only a few flying swords, the white-clothed monk's treasure bag flashed again, and then, twenty or thirty flying swords flew out, shooting upwards.

"You~!ah~!?How is this possible!Even if you are a monk in the Mind Realm, it is impossible to make an envoy at the same time, so many flying swords!" Seeing such an unbelievable scene, this Dry Bone Elder, who was originally relatively calm, suddenly became confused.

"Is it much? Then let you see and see, the real Thousand Flying Swords are in battle!" I saw that the white-clothed monk shouted quietly, and then slapped his own treasure bag one after another, and immediately, there was a steady stream of green bamboo flying swords, which continued to fly out from his few treasure bags.

I saw that after these flying swords took off into the air, a sword stream was immediately formed in the air, just like a group of green carp, swimming very flexibly.

"Huh~~!"

"Huh~~!"

"Woo Woo Woo Blah Blah ~!"

I saw that the batch of green bamboo flying swords in front of him was constantly turning in a big circle, and at the same time, new flying swords were constantly integrated into it. I saw that those flying swords had just flown out of his treasure bag, and they immediately joined the blue-green sword stream.

And with the continuous increase of flying swords, his face was already covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. Obviously, with so many flying swords, he was also struggling.

However, immediately afterward, his face still did not change, he reached out and probed, and once again touched a white pill, threw it away, and swallowed it again.

In a short time, the sound of the sword stream in front of him was already like a big river wave, and everywhere he went, it could bring out bursts of deafening waves, and Ni Suanqiu's heart was constantly trembling.

"How is it possible~!Even a monk in the Jindan period may not be able to have such power, this kind of sword array is no longer a superposition of magic power, it can already make the sword array transform into an independent new magic array power. Because he engraved a high-grade rune circle on each bamboo sword, and these rune arrays were fired at the same time, between the magic circle and the magic circle, it is likely that a new magic circle will be generated, and there will be new power, which is equivalent to the formation of a new rune magic circle, forming the resonance effect of the magic circle, which is not something that ordinary monks can transform. This person is extinct and is not a mortal, quickly, I must hold this person for a while to understand. Seeing this handle, the green flying sword formed a huge green sword stream, and not far ahead, a huge wind shield was turned, and the Red Bull brother shouted loudly almost madly.

"What~!What do you say?"

The wind was too strong for Ni Suanqiu to hear clearly, and at this moment, he was still firing the green feather arrow in his hand, trying to resist the two skeleton warriors who came to attack.

"Ah~~!What is this~?What the hell is this, this can't be~!With such power, even a monk in the Jindan period may not be able to do it~!What kind of monk are you~!" Facing this scene, the old and cunning dry bone elder finally collapsed in his heart.

I saw that his mind moved, and he didn't know what the imperial envoy had done, so he clicked on the remaining Yin Wind Skull in the air above.

Immediately, those white skulls spun together, turned into a circle, and after a while, a skull wheel was formed, and then, from the mouths of the white skeletons, white yin qi spewed out one after another, and these yin qi condensed together with the rotation of the skull wheel, forming a white skull phantom several feet large, and then this skull phantom, "giggled" yin laughed a few times, and flew towards the direction of the mysterious white-clothed monk below.

"Woo, Woo~!"

I saw that the mysterious white-clothed monk was facing the sky on his back, stretched out his hand a little, and the huge flying sword stream that was still circling in circles flew straight upwards with a bang, hitting the huge white skull in the void above.

Then, I only saw that those green bamboo flying swords continued to hit the huge white skull phantom, and immediately, the phantom shook a few times, disembarking fluffy white gas and pieces of golden light, and as the golden runes scattered continued to increase, the white skull phantom continued to shake and collapse.

Immediately after, in less than four or five breaths, the huge white skull was suddenly broken through by the green flying sword flow with huge power and extremely sharp sword power.

I only heard the sound of "Peng", and the void shook violently, and the white skull phantom was extinguished, and the skull wheel formed by the Yin Wind skull hovering behind it also shattered, and in a moment, it was scattered into a pile of bone powder, floating in the wind.

At this time, the flying sword stream that could bring out bursts of wind power still had half of its power left, so the white-clothed monk stretched out his hand a little more, and this sword stream shot in the direction of the Dry Bone Elder.

Seeing this situation, the face of the dry bone elder who was like dry bones all over his body changed greatly, but at this time, there was only one fight.

I saw that several of his treasure bags flashed with brilliance, and then, one after another magic shields floated out, and it was likely that these magic shields were the trophies that the Dry Bone Elder had obtained from other monks.

Immediately afterwards, he hurriedly poured in the true yuan, and quickly sacrificed in front of him~!

And as his magic shields continued to be thrown, his figure kept retreating, retreating towards the other side of the boulder behind him.

"Dengden DengDeng~!"

I only heard a series of sound of pure gold exploding, and in front of the boulder, a strong wind blew, and then, a huge dust mist blew up, blowing the ground in front of it, and bursts of yellow sand flew up.

Then, I don't know if it shattered the ten-sided magic shield or the nine-sided magic shield, and the terrifying torrent of flying swords was finally exhausted and resisted.

It wasn't until twenty or thirty breaths later that the dust around him calmed down again, and when I looked again, the boulder in front of me had been cut off by half.