"What do you mean by rolling over baby cicadas?" asked the thirty-two cicada.

"It means you roll the calf. "The White Bone Spirit's Nine Ghost Demon Body is constantly refining many treasure medicines, his body is glowing, and too much essence and medicinal power are turning into glow from his pores and flying out, covering the entire Immortal Mansion.

Thirty-two years cicada is not good at stealing the big medicine on the ground, but stealing these residual medicinal power does not have the slightest pressure, quietly lying on the shoulder of the white bone spirit, silently cultivating.

From the third to the fourth, the Nine Demon Bodies are a process of turning from rigidity to softness. The third-level physical body is far stronger than that of monks of the same rank. However, if the opponent's cultivation far exceeds him, it is easy to beat him to serious injury.

In the fourth layer, steel turns into soft water. Goodness is like water, water is indisputable, and if there is no desire, it is strong. A knife cuts water, the knife passes without a trace, and when it reaches this realm, the body is both rigid and soft, and the defense will become stronger.

Every time the white bone spirit eats a little more elixir now, the steely cells in the demon body will soften a part, and gradually, four saint-level resources have been swallowed into his abdomen, and the evolution level of the body has reached eighty percent, only one head has not changed.

According to the theory of the death hole, the head is now his death hole. A monk of the same rank, unless an attack like him has a bonus effect, he is immune to the whole body, whether it is a physical attack or a magic attack. Da Luo's level attack, the body has achieved the effect of immunity, and if the opponent attacks his head desperately, he can also be killed.

As for the Tianzun level, the gap in rank still exists, but if it doesn't hit him directly in the head, don't think about hitting him with a fatal effect.

In other words, in the Xuan Immortal Realm, he almost had the physical defense of the Tianzun Realm, and he fully spanned the two great realms, showing the strength of the Nine Demons Demon Body!

"With one more Saint-level resource, you can almost successfully reach the fourth level, but a fourth level requires five Saint-level resources, how can you cultivate in the future?"

"Be content, think about those monks who are limited by their talents and can't advance an inch no matter what, and then think about the current situation where you can go crazy by taking elixir, what are you not satisfied with?" said the thirty-second year cicada.

The white bone spirit shook his head and said, "I'm not dissatisfied, forget it, you don't understand it." Thirty-two, I'm going to go to the ghost clan, how about making a deal?"

"What deal?" asked the thirty-second cicada curiously.

"From the time I went to the ghost clan to the time I came back, during this journey, if you save me once, I will give you three taels of divine blood. ”

"Three pounds. The thirty-two cicada said solemnly.

"Three or two. The white bone spirit looked resolute.

The thirty-two-year-old cicada glared: "I don't allow you to look down on yourself so much, how can your life be comparable to the blood of three or two gods?"

"No, no, no, life can be lost, and divine blood can't be pumped more. The Bone Spirit said, "My life is not worth so much. ”

"Stupid, your life is gone, what's the use of divine blood, you are very valuable. The thirty-two cicada said in a deep voice.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, thirty-two friends, up to five taels, it can't be more. ”

"What am I going to do if you're dead? The thirty-two-year-old cicada hugged the wrist of the white bone spirit: "Two catties, no less." ”

"Good brother, I'm very moved, six taels, this is the limit. "The white bone spirit grabbed the body of the thirty-two cicada.

"No, no, you have to realize how important you are. One pound and nine taels. "In the thirty-second year, the cicada touched its head to the head of the white bone spirit,

"Seven taels, I don't have to do it if I add more brothers. The White Bone Spirit said.

"If you don't do it, you won't do it, one pound and five taels, Made, it's half less, you can be content. ”

"Bang!" The white bone spirit suddenly burst out and smashed the thirty-two-year-old cicada on the table, smashing the table made of jade: "For some blood, you didn't even do it as a brother, I'll kill you bastard." ”

"Ahhh......h Sister Bone, Sister Bone, I was wrong, I was wrong, let go, let go. ”

"Do you want a pound and five taels. The Bone Spirit summoned the Skeleton Flying Sword and placed it around its neck.

"Don't want it, don't want it, seven taels is fine. The thirty-two-year-old cicada hurriedly said.

So, under their friendly consultation, the matter was so happily settled.

That night, the White Bone Spirit sent a flying sword handbook to the Mixed Yuan Sect and Xu Feiniang, saying that they were starting a retreat, but they both knew what they were going to do.

And before he left, the Mixed Yuan Sect Master sent him a map, which clearly recorded the specific route from Wutai Mountain to the Ghost Clan.

Three months later, the White Bone Spirit, disguised as a down-and-out sword cultivator, finally arrived at the location marked on the map, in front of an endless misty forest.

The reason why he was able to get here in such a short time was because he was extremely cautious. Not only did he disguise himself, but he also specially picked an air route with few people, and he barely went down to the ground along the way, and when he encountered a fight halfway, he took a detour, and there was no dispute with anyone.

"White bones, there is a strong curse power in this mist, and those who enter the mountains and forests in the flesh will inevitably be cursed by the ghost clan. In the Phantom World, Lingyue said softly.

The White Bone Spirit said, "My physical body should be immune, right? How do I feel that my Ten Thousand Laws have been becoming more and more useless lately, so that I am now a little cautious in the face of curses." ”

"There's nothing wrong with being careful. Lingyue said: "If you can't say if you can be immune, you can go in and try it." If not, we'll help you quarantine. ”

The white bone spirit was just about to enter, and suddenly saw a monk wearing a sun and moon robe and holding a magic sword also come here, and the two looked at each other.

"Are you...... Sun and Moon Demon Lord?" looked at his outfit, the corners of the white bone spirit's mouth twitched, and he said.

"Obviously, isn't it?" the monk smiled coldly, "You don't look like a ghost monk, don't you want to pretend to be me to receive the reward?"

"I'm pretending to be you?wait, besides you, is there another Sun and Moon Demon Lord coming?"

The monk stretched out his hand and pointed to the Misty Forest: "Haven't you heard, in this, there are at least one or two hundred Sun and Moon Demon Lords. Of course, they're all fake, and I'm the real one. ”

"......" White Bone Spirit: What should I do if I suddenly want to curse?

"It's not that I'm talking about you, even if you pretend, you can get a sun and moon robe out, this is the minimum standard. The monk stretched out his hand and patted the white bone spirit on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Young man, you still have a long way to go!"

Bai Gujing smiled dryly: "I thank you, and by the way, thank you for the whole family." ”