Chapter 58: The Bone Golem

Thousands of meters in the air, on the huge white bone boat, a red-clothed man seemed to be stained with the blood of the enemy, sitting in a wide and simple room with no other hues except for the miserable white, facing a glass mirror combed like a waterfall of long black hair.

"Lord, the people are almost all together. ”

On the side, an old voice sounded behind Luo Fa, and when he looked at it, it was a sensational white bone.

White bones, with two dark blue flames in his black eyes, wearing a gorgeous purple robe, empty, pasted on the skull, embroidered with auspicious clouds and three-legged sacred birds, two golden pocket suns embroidered on his left chest, and most of them were faintly covered by the white hair that was scattered.

If Shang Ruohai was here, he would immediately recognize that this dress was an immortal robe that only Linghai Realm monks in the Purple Yang Sect were qualified to wear.

The sun pattern on the left chest represents the realm of cultivation of the monk.

One sun is the Qi Refining Realm, two suns are the Spirit Sea Realm, three suns are the Cave Hole Realm, and the four suns are only qualified to be embroidered by the Purple Yang Sect Master.

"Let's get started. Luo Fa's thin lips opened slightly, and his slender five fingers pinched the purple wood comb, and said impatiently.

"Yes. ”

......

"Click......"

Only the soles of the white bones stepped on the deck and made a heart-palpitating sound, and the old man with white bones in a purple robe stood on the edge of the white bone boat, there was no fence here, and the fierce wind blew the sleeves violently, and the big sleeves fluttered, without the free and uninhibited of the immortals, but there was an indescribable weirdness and horror.

"Buzz ......"

As the old man of the white bone silently recited a few incantations, under the white bone boat, the dense runes engraved on the keel immediately lit up, and then a majestic force burst out violently, and the old man of the white bone pointed a little, facing the dark crowd below, and the huge pillar of miserable white light immediately shot downward.

"Not good. ”

Almost at the moment when the pillar of light approached, Shang Luo felt a cold aura sweep through his body, as if he had been grabbed by countless pairs of ghost hands.

His eyes changed drastically, his whole body was vibrating and bulging, and he just wanted to make a move.

But there was a sudden sense of weightlessness on his body, as if he had ridden a roller coaster in his previous life.

It's just that the feeling brought by the roller coaster is nothing compared to his experience at this time.

A white pillar of light spread out, enveloping thousands of people below.

It is naturally impossible for so many people to want to enter the Demon Sect, in fact, only two or three hundred of them are the main masters this time.

The rest of the people, like Cui Yan, came as a guard, and more of them were ordinary people from the merchant town, who came to join in the fun.

However, at this time, the miserable white pillar of light obviously did not distinguish everyone's thoughts.

One by one, the figures disappeared in the white light, Cui Yan held the blood-colored halberd in his hand, the halberd rod was deeply inserted into the ground, and his face was hideous, but this surging suction force was completely unreasonable, just when he couldn't hold on anymore.

"Boom!"

A glow burst out from the carriage of the Cui family, and even saw an ancient painting about half a meter wide and three meters long lying in the air, full of color.

In the painting, the blue lotus blossoms, the pond is blue, with the boundless aura surging, the phantom of the green lotus immediately appears in the air, the blue pond water, the water ripples, the colorful koi fish shuttle endlessly in the secluded pool, as if they are playing.

The fragrance of lotus flowers comes to the nose, the fragrance is overflowing, and the spleen is refreshing.

"Hey. ”

A cold sigh sounded, and the girl in the carriage waved her sleeves, and the lotus phantoms immediately blocked all sides of the carriage.

"Uncle Yan, tell my mother, don't worry about me, you have time...... I will go back to visit her......"

"Buzz!"

As almost everyone disappeared, the pale pillar of light slowly faded and gradually dissipated.

At the last moment, the ancient paintings were rolled, and after a squirming sound, the girl and the ancient paintings all disappeared without a trace.

The lotus flowers, the blue pool water, and the colorful koi fish have faded one by one, if it weren't for the lotus fragrance remaining in the nose, it seems that everything just now is just a dream.

All that was left of the original crowd was an empty carriage, the frightened Iron Dragon Pony, eight guards, and Cui Yan.

......

"Bang!"

On the white bone boat, suddenly, the space distorted, and a miserable white pillar of light flashed out like tearing through the space.

Thousands of figures fell on the bone deck like dumplings.

When his feet stepped on the ground and he felt this fullness that seemed to have been lost for a long time, Shang Luo's dizzy head immediately regained consciousness.

The ink clutched in his hand was out of its sheath, and the black blade was against the ground.

In the dantian, the bright galaxy hanging high in the sky was like dripping water under the eaves, dripping out drops of purple viscous star power, and the star power poured into the body, along the meridians, and poured into the limbs and hundreds of remains, and instantly expelled the dizziness in the mind and the cold feeling that was entwined around the body.

Then, his gaze lifted, and a strange area appeared in front of him.

"It's ......"

His pupils contracted suddenly, Shang Luo looked at the dense white skeletons around him, and an uncontrollable horror ran down his spine and went straight to the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"White Bone Road, White Bone Mound. ”

The record of the White Bone Sect came to mind, and Shang Luo held Mo Li's right hand and suddenly tightened.

"What about the other four demon sects?"

The plan did not change quickly, according to what Ren Juntong said, in previous years, the Immortal Sect had a lot of attention when it was admitted to disciples, and after several tests, there was no hope of worshipping under its disciples.

Looking around, Shang Luo's eyes were even more confused,

The White Bone Dao may be eclectic, but even if it is eclectic, it won't even include the gray-haired old man next to him, right?

Moreover, at present, only the world-famous white bone puppets of the White Bone Dao have been seen, and half of the figures of the other four sects have not been seen.

Or you can't say you didn't see it.

"Purple sun robe, five-color robe, hundred beast robe, hundred grass robe?"

At a glance, in the dense white bone skull, he immediately recognized the costumes of the disciples of the four major sects of the Ziyang Sect, the Five Spirit Sect, the Imperial Beast Sect, and the Hundred Grass Pavilion, and the two demons and two immortals of the five demons and five immortals were all refined into white bone puppets, which was extremely terrifying.

The so-called White Bone Puppet, according to Yang Yue, is an extremely evil and cruel puppet, and it is an additional product rooted in the White Bone Dao's core technique, the White Bone Tomb.

The name of the White Bone Dao is named after the White Bone Mound, which is divided into four major branches.

The bone vein refers to the vein that uses the manipulation of the white bone golem as the main means of attack.

When refining the white bone puppet, it is to use living people as materials, melt its flesh and blood, refine it into white bones, and live forever together with the soul and be trapped in the square inch of the bones.

The white bone golem not only has nearly 10% of the strength of the living, it can use the spells it was good at in life, and its bones are stronger than steel, and its defense is far greater than that before birth. Moreover, because it traps the souls of the living, it is a great increase in spirituality, which is by no means comparable to ordinary and dull puppet dead things.