The arm was held by Confucius, the immortal yuan on the monkey's body swayed, and the long golden hair flew up, but he did not forcibly break free from Confucius's confinement.

Clearly, he listened to Confucius's advice.

Under the thunder, the internal organs were damaged, the seven orifices were bleeding, many blood vessels burst, and the blood flowed out wildly. At this moment, even the white bones were ready to die.

However, to his surprise, shock, and even delight, the black thunder that almost killed him under that blow did not bring destruction, but repair.

That's right, the aftermath of the black thunder was constantly repairing his body at this time. The body, which was almost about to be scrapped, was repaired by this powerful healing power, and it was healed in an instant.

The White Bone Spirit even had the feeling that after going through this process, his body became stronger.

"It seems that this is not the wrath of the Heavenly Dao. The White Bone Spirit secretly said in his heart, "In this case, is it fertilizing, making its fruit more delicious?"

"Boom!" Just as he was thinking, a second thunderbolt slammed down again.

Although there were some speculations in his heart, the white bone spirit still didn't dare to take it lightly, after all, Tianwei was unpredictable, who knew what Tiandao was thinking at the moment.

Millions of more powerful shields were condensed by the white bone spirit, blocking him in the air. Meiqi and Lingyue cast a spell and released countless golden chains, which were tied to the white bones one by one.

Not surprisingly, the Wen Qi shield was pierced by the thunder again, but fortunately, too much of the impact of the thunder was consumed here, otherwise the white bone spirit would not even be able to block the first black thunder.

"Collapse, collapse, collapse......" The residual impact of the thunder slammed into the golden chains, shattering the chains one after another, and the body of the white bone spirit that had just recovered most of it was shocked again, and the blood in the body was about to run out.

When there were only three chains left on his body, the thunder finally shattered, turning into an arc of electricity and burrowing into the white bones, repairing the wounds inside.

"This is the real beating of a stick to a sweet date!" The white bone spirit was so painful that his muscles spasmed, and his spirit continued to tremble.

The aftermath of the thunder is only responsible for repairing the scars, but it is not only painful!

"Boom, boom, boom......" The black thunder slashed down one by one, and the white bone spirit was completely split into a bloody person, and the severe pain that penetrated into the divine soul made him almost go crazy.

Three moments later, the ninth black thunderbolt fell, turning into a black dragon in mid-air, shattering all the Wen Qi shields with one claw, and swallowing the white bone essence into its belly.

"White bones!" the monkey couldn't calm down anymore, forcibly broke free from Confucius's confinement, flew up, and hit the black dragon's head with a stick.

The black dragon's eyes looked at his figure indifferently without the slightest emotion, and with a turn of his body, the iron-like tail quickly turned back and slammed on the golden hoop stick.

"Bang!" The monkey was directly slapped away and fell into the sea of learning, causing a huge wave.

At least ten bones were broken, his viscera had been ruptured, his muscles ached like pins and needles, and the monkey who had sunk into the sea wanted to fly, but his broken body stopped him.

The black dragon's ruthless eyes scanned the heavens and the earth, causing a sudden chill to feel in the hearts of all the creatures who looked at him.

......After a long time, the black dragon retracted his gaze, transformed into a huge black tripod, and there were many mysterious divine inscriptions on the black tripod, and each of them was enough to penetrate the universe.

Inside the black ding, a figure was wrapped in monstrous black fire. The impurities in this body were forcibly expelled by the black fire, and with it, mysterious and powerful power was continuously injected into every cell in the body.

"Is this refining me as a humanoid elixir?" The White Bone Spirit suddenly had a realization, and his emotions suddenly became complicated.

There was disgust, hatred, dissatisfaction, and eventually all thoughts turned into a sigh.

Actually, I was prepared for it in my heart, wasn't it? It's just a different form of trading.

After stabilizing his mind, the white bone spirit transmitted to the outside world: "You don't have to worry, I'm fine. Confucian disciples obey orders and withdraw your manners. Continue to use 100,000 people as a unit to convey the golden light of culture and wisdom to me. ”

The almost semi-solid aura was quickly recovered by the Confucian scholars, and the golden light and aura of wisdom like waves of wisdom drowned out the black ding.

The white bone spirit sat cross-legged in the center of the black tripod, his body like a black hole, frantically devouring the power of Wen Dao.

In the Wen Palace, the silver moon completely exploded, and the moonlight visible to the naked eye condensed into a divine hammer, frantically forging the golden light of Wenqi, refining it into a number of stars.

"Boom!"

When the White Bone Spirit condensed into the Sub-Saint Wen Star, something terrible happened. The silver moon hanging in the sky began to burn, exuding an extreme devouring power, and the black fire in the black tripod was carried by the white bone essence body, constantly devouring it.

Xiucai Wenxing, Juwen Xing, Tongjin Shi Wenxing, Jinshi Wenxing, Tanhua Wenxing, Bangyan Wenxing, Zhuangyuan Wenxing, University Shiwen Xing, Hanlin Bachelor Wenxing, Great Confucian Wenxing, Half Saint Wenxing, Yasheng Wenxing, and the twelve huge Wendao stars are pulled by the silver moon and constantly rotate around it.

The surging flames were evenly distributed over the twelve stars, and in just half a moment, the Wen Star was covered with cracks.

"Poof!" Wen Xing's crack caused the qi and blood in the white bone essence's body to bulge, and he opened his mouth to spew out a stream of reverse blood.

"Heavenly Dao, what do you want to do!" Suddenly, the white bone spirit found that his divine soul could no longer control his body, and he could not even mobilize a trace of his temperament.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang......" When the cracks on the twelve Wenxing reached a certain level, starting from Xiucai Wenxing and then to the sub-saint Wenxing, they exploded in turn, and the power contained in the Wenxing instantly increased a hundredfold in this explosion, and under the inexplicable law, this violent power was pressed into the burning silver moon.

"Boom!?" absorbing this power, the flames above the silver moon instantly exploded, and the silver moon itself quickly shrank under the forging of this flame, and in the end, it gradually turned into a figure.

A figure where you can see his face clearly, but forget about him in the blink of an eye.

"Huh!" the figure opened his eyes, without joy or sorrow, without love or hatred, without any waves, his gaze looked directly at the white bone spirit: "Do you want to start the sacrifice and carry out the next reincarnation?"

"Don't sacrifice yet. The white bone spirit shook his head and said tentatively, "Are you Heavenly Dao?"

The figure closed its eyes and said nothing.

"Bang!" At this moment, the black fire disappeared, the black tripod exploded into flying ashes, and the body of the white bone spirit fell from mid-air, and its feet were lightly on the ground.

At this moment, he felt that he was incomparably stronger, even stronger than when he was at the peak of his previous life. It was as if there was a world of power surging in his body, and he could tear the earth apart with a wave of his hand.

"Holy Realm!" Mencius looked at the white bones in a trance, and muttered to himself.