Baoxiang clasped his hands together and struggled to shake, and suddenly his whole body was full of golden light. The fierce bone knife suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the next moment it once again appeared behind the huge skeleton.

The black-robed man snorted coldly, exploded in the ear of the treasure elephant like thunder, and stretched out his hand to the treasure elephant and said.

"You bald donkeys, deceiving the people and stealing the world, reversing black and white, not distinguishing between good and evil, but you want to pretend to be a savior, today I will crush your faces and send you to the infernal hell. ”

As soon as the black-robed man's words fell, the six bone knives behind the huge skeleton turned around, and all of them slashed towards the treasure elephant.

Each bone knife represents a Dharma phase mind, which belongs to the Heavenly Dao, the Human Dao, the Hell Dao, the Shura Dao, the Hungry Ghost Dao, and the Animal Dao.

Each Dharma Phase-Mind Power gathers a tyrannical vitality of different attributes, and under the traction of the black-robed man's mind, the fierce black fireworks roarer, roaring, just like ten thousand ghosts walking together.

A trace of golden blood had spilled from the corner of the elephant's mouth. At this time, regardless of thinking too much, the glazed body is golden and prosperous, and the body is like a dragon and a tiger pounced, and the fist prints are like mountains, which is the "King Kong Demon Fist" of Puzhao Temple.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The bone knives were blocked by the golden fist marks and shattered, but the next moment they would recover behind the skeleton and slash at the treasure elephant again.

After all, the black-robed man is a nine-rank great master, even if he uses the secret method now to self-descend and cultivate, but at the same eight-rank peak realm, his vitality reserves are much more than those of the treasure elephant.

With endless resentment and ruthless killing intent, the bone knife shrouded the treasure elephant again and again, and the golden fist mark of the treasure elephant became more and more dim as the bone knife was broken again and again, and it could be seen that the treasure elephant could not last long.

Li Qianyuan, who was fighting with Mo Wentian over there, was anxious, how many people, how many resources, and how much luck would be needed to make such a game.

If the treasure elephant was eliminated by that person first, and Mo Wentian's posture was unknown, then the plan to trap and kill this big devil would have changed a lot.

"Mo Wentian, do you really want to help the abuse?" Li Qianyuan shouted.

Mo Wentian also noticed the situation over there, the treasure elephant was difficult to support alone, and it was already in danger, and the gun in his hand unconsciously eased down.

Li Qianyuan saw that Mo Wentian's offensive had slowed down, and knew that there was still room for maneuver.

"Hurry up and turn back!"

Li Qianyuan said, and in a flash, he bypassed Mo Wentian's blockade and joined the battle group of Baoxiang.

The black-robed man smiled and turned his head to Mo Wentian and said, "You are watching from the side, after cleaning up these two old things, you and I will compare again." ”

Mo Wentian stopped, stood with a gun, and was silent looking at the huge skeleton.

The six arc-shaped bone knives flew up and down, and did not show a decline because of Li Qianyuan's addition, the bone knives flashed, the momentum was connected, echoing each other, and it was faintly visible that it was a formation.

Li Qianyuan inherited the sky in his hand, and the purple rainbow passed through, and the bone knife was broken again and again, but each time it was faintly worse than before. Li Qianyuan and Baoxiang's faces both showed solemn expressions, and they had underestimated the strength of this demon before.

Originally, I thought that he had lowered his strength to the eighth grade, and the two of them should be able to win this liao by joining forces, but I thought that until now, the two of them can only be said to be on par with this person.

Mo Wentian definitely can't count on it, and the only hope now is to drag this demon and wait for the others to come together to make a move.

The black-robed man's body has not made any movements so far, but with the six bone knives behind him, he has suppressed the two without the slightest strength to fight back, which shows the difference in strength between the three of them.

The Ninth Rank Grand Master is not just talking, whether it is the martial arts background or the power of the law, it is not comparable to the Eighth Rank from time to time.

After the six bone knives were all shattered by Li Qianyuan's purple qi and the treasure elephant's Vajra Demon Suppression Demon Fist Seal, they all appeared around the huge skeleton.

The pitch-black ferocious aura erupted violently, and all six bone knives were inserted into the arms of the skeleton, three on each side, arranged on the arms in turn, as if they were the scythes of the god of death.

The black-robed man slammed his foot, and the huge ghost jumped up high, and the bone knives in both hands slashed at Li Qianyuan and the treasure elephant at the same time.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth were stagnant for a moment, as if they were all shattered inch by inch in front of this ferocious sword.

This blow has surpassed the peak of the eighth grade, and is infinitely close to the level of the ninth grade.

Li Qianyuan and Baoxiang both looked shocked, how could anyone break through the prohibition of the Nine Grades.

A slight fluctuation flashed away, and no one except Li Xuan could feel it. That fluctuation gave him a very familiar feeling, as if it was a call from the depths of his soul, which made Li Xuan instantly have a strong desire.

This strong impulse also appeared when the secret vault was opened, but at that time, Song Liansheng considered Li Xuan's safety and did not let him pursue this kind of induction.

However, this kind of fluctuation came and went quickly, and in an instant, Li Xuan could no longer sense the direction of the fluctuation, as if it was just an illusion just now.

On the battlefield, everything seemed to be a foregone conclusion, under the strong crushing of the Netherworld Ghost Body, Li Qianyuan and Baoxiang's joint blow only caused his arms to break off two bone knives, and the remaining bone knife slashed firmly and decisively at the two of them.

Just as the two of them were secretly sighing in their hearts that the time limit had come, a huge palm print appeared in front of the fist of the Nether Ghost Body.

With a loud bang, the arms of the ghost body broke inch by inch, and there seemed to be no resistance in front of this giant palm.

This mudra has a vast aura, as if it has the power to cover the world and suppress the four seas.

A white-clothed masked woman appeared behind Li Qianyuan and Bao Xiang, and the palm print just now was a concrete embodiment of her Fa appearance.

Although it can't be said that her law is stronger than the Netherworld Ghost Body, after all, at the beginning, Li Qianyuan and Baoxiang had consumed a lot of the power of the Netherworld Ghost Body, but the arms of the Netherworld Ghost Body were shattered by her palm prints, which also showed the wonder of her skill.

The black-robed man stopped and looked at the woman in white quietly, the arms of the ghostly ghost body outside his body condensed again, and the bone knife appeared again.

However, this time it was noticeably slower than the previous ones.

"Was that Luo Tianzhang just now? Luo Tianzong also participated, you really looked at Lou Mou. The black-robed man said with a smile.

Even though he was masked, Li Xuan could still see at a glance that the woman in white was Nangong Caiwei, after all, Nangong Caiwei was touched all over her body back then, and all sizes were clear to her chest.

Looking at the arrogance of the female grandmaster in front of him, thinking about the grievances with her before, Li Xuan couldn't help but tighten, and couldn't help sighing, there are things in decline every year, especially this year.

Fortunately, Nangong Caiwei's attention was not on him, and at this time, she just stared at the black-robed man with a pair of autumn-like eyes, and a huge phantom appeared behind her.

"If you don't say it, I know you're ......"

Before the black-robed man could finish speaking, another figure flashed into the field.

It was an old man in a gray robe with a long sword on his back. As soon as this person came to the field, he gave birth to a fierce sword intent out of thin air, and when his eyes turned and closed, it was like lightning flashing.

"We, the Sword Pavilion, are also here to join in the fun. The voice was low and hoarse, full of an unruly momentum.