"Lolo!" Du Yang's anxious voice sounded in Luo Xiaobei's ears. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Luo Xiaobei raised his hand, and there were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth, "Put me down, go quickly!" ”

Du Yang's eyes were full of apologies, he took a deep look at Luo Xiaobei, placed her next to the coffin, and carried a sword to bully her.

Luo Xiaobei was seriously injured, and as soon as Du Yang put her down, she fell sideways to the side, and grabbed the coffin with one hand to prevent herself from falling.

Where the white light burst, the bones were broken and reorganized, and the black mist spread again.

Du Yang's tall and slender voice disappeared into the black mist, and Luo Xiaobei slowly exhaled a turbid breath.

There shouldn't be a problem with the gossip array.

Not to mention that it has reached the final stage.

She won't give up until the last minute, so when should she let go, she has made all the trade-offs in her heart.

Even if it was that mouthful of blood, it was only when I was sure that the formation was correct that I was relieved to spit it out o(╯□╰)o.

But what happened when things went completely out of their minds?

Looking into the distance, the black mist that was constantly gathering became heavier and heavier, faintly surpassing the trend before using the Bagua Array.

The shattered bones flew towards the center with the dense fog and piled up, and a huge skeleton threatened to gather again.

This time the speed was even faster than before, and in a short period of time, the broken bones piled up.

The sound of bones colliding and reorganizing reached Luo Xiaobei's ears far away, and her heart also clenched with the ever-expanding shadow.

The thick fog in the sky carried the smell of death, and this endless coffin tomb was shrouded in the shadow of death with the smell of decay.

Luo Xiaobei took a long breath, and the discomfort in his heart seemed to be alleviated a little because of this.

As soon as the body was loosened, the whole person fell to the side again.

Luo Xiaobei held the ground with one hand, and the sticky and cold touch under her hand made her feel excited, her eyes widened, and she understood in an instant.

The source of the evil qi of the big corpse, not to mention these coffins and bones? It's this whole tomb.

It's no wonder that there is such a good coffin, but the moisture in the soil is so heavy, and the smell of decay seems to have accumulated over many years.

This tomb, along with the ground on which it is placed, is a source of evil energy and evil energy, so how can the corpse be completely destroyed?

Unless the entire ground is completely covered.

Or use a special method to completely purify the resentment and evil spirit in this tomb.

Otherwise, this burial ground is like a rich oil field, providing a steady stream of fuel for the burning of large corpses.

If so, what?

Luo Xiaobei's eyebrows twisted together, she has lost her combat effectiveness, and she doesn't know what to do with Du Yang now? Ever aware of this issue?

She lifted her eyes, her gaze falling into the darkness.

The thick fog that spread once again blocked her vision, and she couldn't see where Du Yang was.

And the continuous accumulation of corpses made Luo Xiaobei feel the fear of death.

Du Yang's gaze fell on the bones piled up in front of him, and the peachwood sword in his right hand drew smooth and graceful lines.

With a flick of his wrist, a flash of silver light appeared, Du Yang jumped, and the dark red glow shrouded in the peachwood sword resurfaced.

The black mist turned into a black sac, rushing from all directions like Du Yang.

He stepped on the white bones with one foot, and several flowing rays of light carried a fierce killing intent, the coldness overlapped, the sword shadow was heavy, and the thick fog suddenly dissipated.

And the pile of white bones suddenly stood up, and the huge skeleton was cold.

The biting chill suddenly hit like a melting lake, and everywhere it went, it was icy.

Where the limbs and bodies were, there was no longer a trace of rotting flesh on the bones, nor a trace of viscous liquid.

Under the black and red light, the white bones glowed with a faint cold light.

There was a strong evil qi and evil aura lingering around, and the peach wood sword in Du Yang's hand let out a whistling sound, and a strong sword intent rose from the tip.

The sword intent wrapped Du Yang's whole body, and the white light invaded, coating his angular side face with a layer of silver light, and a cold aura erupted from Du Yang's body.

He leaped forward, and a silver light flashed, and the ethereal shadow of the sword pierced through the thick fog and pierced the darkness.

The fingers touched the end of the sword, and kept moving forward, and blood burst out.

A dark red and black light broke through the darkness, reaching the dome and then spreading and pouring down.

The huge white bones were only a clearly visible pile, but where the eyes were, there was a dark green glow.

As soon as the long arm was raised, the white bones fell, and the direction of the wave was exactly where Du Yang was.

The huge body was wrapped in a black mist that seemed to be nothing, and wherever it passed, a coffin and white bones that had already been shattered were lifted, and the fierce evil aura rushed towards Du Yang like Du Yang.

The ten fingers are as sharp as sharp sword blades, and they can be worn at any time and duly plucked into meat sauce.

Du Yang spun around quickly, kicked in the palm of the white bone, and jumped at great speed.

The shadow of the sword turned, "Click! "The sound of the metacarpal bones breaking came from a very long distance.

Luo Xiaobei's eyes lit up.

Suddenly looked up, but saw that where the metacarpal bone was broken, the black mist was accumulating deeper and deeper.

A piece of white bone was lifted again, and at such a rapid speed that the white bones piled up in an instant, and new metacarpal bones formed again.

The skeleton jumped, and the huge palm rushed towards Du Yang with a brutal force

"Bang-"

A loud deafening sound rang out in the vastness.

A burst of rotten mud spread out in all directions, and the strong fishy stench suddenly added another layer of foul odor to the otherwise dull air.

Luo Xiaobei's heart tightened, his stomach churned, and he suddenly vomited out the stomach acid.

Her bright eyes were already stained with a layer of mist, and the sweat was constantly falling, and her face was getting paler and paler.

His eyes fell on the place where the dirt was splashed, and a white light instantly broke through the thick fog, and jumped towards the white bones with his backhand, and several clicks sounded one after another, and the sound of the Gu family scattering and shattering and falling on the coffin was clearly audible.

However, this is not enough.

The skeleton let out two chuckles, as if to say that Du Yang was not self-sufficient.

The fog gathered at the place where its skeleton was broken, and broken bones continued to fly up from the ground, and in a short time, the broken place healed again.

Du Yang's figure was elegant, and the speed of movement and the swing speed of the peachwood sword in his hand were far from catching up with the recovery speed of the skeleton.

It seems that there is still no way!

Luo Xiaobei sighed, what should I do?

"Bang-"

A loud bang came again, and the flying coffins and broken bones scattered and fell from all sides, and Du Yang's figure avoided it again.

But it was clear that his movements had slowed down.

The skeleton behind him kept catching up, and every step he took required Du Yang to collapse several steps.

If this continues, Du Yang will sooner or later turn into meat sauce due to lack of physical strength.

But he resisted as hard as he could, as if he were tireless.

Where the skeleton was restored, he made up for it again, and kept consuming, but he never found the right way.

Climbing onto the coffin with one hand, Luo Xiaobei stood up hard, and his eyes jumped over the messy tomb.

Finally frozen in one place.