He and the Skeleton Lord are old friends, but the identity of this old friend has become a fatal factor, because he has heard of the Skeleton Lord's magic skills, so he will not show mercy when treating old friends. It seems that only by cutting off the past friendship and family affection will the Skeleton Demon Lord's cultivation progress.

The cultivation methods of the Thousand Demon Caves are strange, and none of them are the right path.

"Well, it turned out to be a real man, it's been a long time. The Skeleton Demon Lord narrowed his eyes, and the skeletons under his feet spun one by one, and the magic power in his body seemed to be inconsistent with this holy snow-capped mountain, but the snow-capped mountain was just a mountain, even if he didn't like this breath, it was just instinctive resistance.

Yuan Mu Zhenren: "Demon King, why don't you hurry up the mountain? Don't let people take the lead." ”

"Ha, it seems that the real person wants me to go up the mountain early. ”

Yuan Mu Zhen: "Is there anything you want to talk to me about?"

"No!" said the Skeleton Lord, "reminiscing." ”

"What do we have to reminisce. Yuanmu Zhenren snorted coldly.

Yuanmu Zhenren calculated in his heart that the three of them were not the opponents of the Skeleton Demon Lord at all, and in the past few days, some of them had died for no reason, and some of them left a rumor before they died, saying that it was the Skeleton Demon Lord's doing.

This made Yuanmu Zhenren very difficult in his heart.

"What should I do?" The scattered cultivators beside Yuanmu Zhenren also had a heart of fear.

Yuanmu Zhenren said: "Don't be afraid, why are you and I afraid of a skeleton demon lord?"

"Escape?"

The two loose cultivators around him transmitted the sound to each other, so that the real man of the round wood would not find out.

"Run!" said one of them.

"But the three of us are a group. The second answer.

"Husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster comes, not to mention that the three of us are loose. ”

The Skeleton Demon Lord is obviously aimed at Yuanmu Zhenren, and the two scattered cultivators around Yuanmu Zhenren don't want to be cannon fodder, and they have already condensed mana under their feet, so they will run as soon as the opportunity comes.

Yuanmu Zhenren: "No need to talk about the past, I still have important things, so I will leave first." ”

"Wait, my disciple has something to say to you. The Skeleton Lord smiled.

The bitter bamboo took one step at a time, the steps were small and very broken, but one step at a time, the snowflakes under his feet were eroded by the black demonic energy, and they quickly merged, and the scenes were weird.

Yuanmu Zhenren looked at the bitter bamboo, and felt that this bitter bamboo was particularly weird, although it was a cultivation in the middle and late stages of enlightenment, but he always felt that he couldn't see through it.

Whizzing!

The two casual cultivators in the middle of the calamity actually ran left and right at this moment.

"Bastard!" Yuan Mu Zhenren shouted, the temporary alliance was really unreliable at all, how these two loose cultivators were talking about him in the first place, how to swear an alliance, and listen to his command. But at this moment, seeing the Skeleton Demon Lord staring at him, he ran faster than a rabbit.

"Tsk, Masamu Maru, behold your allies, what an admirable strong friendship. The Skeleton Lord teased.

"Stop talking nonsense, Skeleton Lord, do you think I'm really afraid of you?"

The bitter bamboo turned its head sideways, leaving only one side for the round wood real person.

"No, your opponent is me, Kuzhu!" said Kuzhu disdainfully, "You are not worthy of the master's shot." ”

"Joke, even if you are in the late stage of enlightenment, it is difficult for me to be my opponent in three moves. Yuanmu Zhenren didn't get angry but laughed, it was more difficult to get out of running at the moment, it was better to fight first, and then see the opportunity to get out.

Although in the Sea of Innocence, I had seen Kuzhu and Yun Mo join forces to fight against the Water Yin Giant Spider, but at that time, it was Yun Mo who mainly contributed to it, and Kuzhu was just cooperating.

Therefore, Yuanmu Zhenren is not afraid of bitter bamboo, and he is in the late stage of the catastrophe, and he can crush bitter bamboo in the realm.

Kuzhu sneered: "Really?"

As soon as the words fell, Kuzhu's figure moved like a ghost.

"One finger break!"

"Suppress!" Yuan Mu Zhenren struck out with one hand, and a pure mana rushed away.

Boom, Yuanmu Zhenren took two steps back, and Kuzhu also took two steps back.

With one move, Yuanmu Zhenren was shocked, because he used the skill of the eighth layer, but he only had a tie with Kuzhu.

"How is that possible?"

"Genius, it's not just Yun Mo, my name is Kuzhu, remember!"

Immediately, the bitter bamboo jumped in the air, his magic power was drumming, and his eyes were murderous.

"Two-finger kill!"

The real man of the round wood feels the power of the fingering of the bitter bamboo, one finger is stronger than the other, and there is a superimposed effect. At the moment, he didn't dare to be careless, and suddenly sacrificed his Xuan Ling, only to see a small log, faintly suspended three inches away from the real man.

"Golden Silk Nanmu!"

The small wood suddenly became several times larger, and at the same time, one person hugged the thick and thin wood, densely falling from the sky, and the scene was ever-changing, and a woodland was born at the foot of the mountain.

In the snow, a bare wooden stake appeared, and the wooden stakes were arranged in an orderly manner, which was particularly mysterious.

In the distance, a man and a woman stood on the top of the mountain, watching the battle between Yuanmu and Kuzhu.

"The thing of the snow-capped mountain is the thing that we must fight for in the snowflake holy land. The man's eyebrows were clear, and there was a snowflake on his forehead, which loomed, adding a bit of femininity to him.

The two of them are the descendants of the Snow Flower Holy Land, one of the five holy places.

The woman chuckled: "Senior brother, do you think Yuanmu Zhenren can escape?"

"It's hard, it's hard to get to the sky. ”

The woman was silent and continued to watch the battle below.

……

The Xuan Ling of the Yuan Mu Zhenren can cooperate with one of his exercises to confuse the enemy with the array of wooden stakes, which is varied, and launch an attack at the right time, which can be said to be the bottom of the box of the Yuan Mu Zhenren.

With this move, Yuanmu Zhenren has turned danger into disaster many times, and created a piece of his own sky, which can be regarded as a real person.

At this moment, the figure of the real man of the round wood disappeared.

Skeleton Lord: "I haven't seen you for years, and you're still not making progress. ”

Kuzhu looked at the wood forest around him, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Yuanmu Zhenren, it's just like that, just a piece of woodland, I really think I can trap Kuzhu." ”

"Look down on my Xuan Ling, wait for death. ”

The body of the real man of the round wood was hidden in a nanmu, and his voice echoed in the air. His mana froze, and suddenly the woods began to move.

Boom, boom!

With a wave of the bitter bamboo with one hand, the powerful magic skill was released, and several trees were smashed in an instant. Suddenly, the sawdust flew away, but soon disappeared without a trace.

False and real, wooden stakes can be real or fake.

"You said three moves to kill me, and I also said three moves to kill you. Ku Zhuhao laughed, a surging magic power was drawn on his fingertips, and the whole person's hair danced wildly, like a demon general, with a murderous momentum.

I saw that Kuzhu's eyes suddenly turned black, and he suddenly saw the true body of Yuanmu Zhenren clearly.

"Three Fingers Become a Demon!"

One move, like a black light, slammed towards a wooden stake.

The trees along the way were all broken, and the scene was tragic and in disarray.

"Bang!"

A section of the forest was cut in half, and red blood flowed from it, staining the snow into a transparent red.

"Three moves!" Kuzhu turned around, "Master, this Yuanmu real person has a holiday with you, and I have already killed him." ”

The Skeleton Demon Lord laughed: "It's a holiday, it's not counting, he was a friend of mine before he entered the Thousand Demon Caves." ”

Kuzhu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Since this is the case, this person deserves to die even more." ”

"Yes, damn it!" the Skeleton Demon Lord looked at the death of the real man, and with a wave of his hand, a stream of snowflakes fluttered away.

"As a friend before I was alive, I will bury you at the foot of this snowy mountain. The scenery here is wonderful, but it is also an excellent resting place. ”