"Bang!"

It didn't take long for Li Wei's figure to suddenly appear in the sky above the vast land, and the silver-white chains that tightly bound him collapsed inch by inch, feeling the carriage below and the breath of life within a hundred miles, he shook his head.

"Did you escape? ”

......

On a small hillside a hundred miles away, the four of them gathered under a large tree.

"I didn't expect that the legendary worship pavilion master Li Weiwei actually learned the white bone mound of my White Bone Dao. ”

The night owl's hoarse and shrill voice sounded, with some regret and bitterness.

In this way, the interception of Guo Zhiwen has been completely declared over, or, rather than a siege of Guo Zhiwen by the seven sects, it is better to say that the ancient Zhao Dynasty took advantage of Guo Zhiwen's return to lay out a big situation, waiting for the elite of the seven sects to come to death.

This process of flipping back and forth made Shang Luo speechless all the way, and he finally understood why the ten sects were united, obviously not inferior to the Gu Zhao coalition army in terms of overall strength, but they repeatedly suffered big losses on the frontal battlefield.

In fact, if at the moment after Li only disappeared, the people from all the sects worked together to deal with Guo Zhiwen in the carriage, there was no hope of killing him, but the people from each sect would fight themselves first.

"However, that Li is the only one who has learned the White Bone Mound, and he will not be able to enter our White Bone Dao in the future. ”

The night owl said lightly, his words revealing a wave of excitement.

Among the five demons, five immortals, and ten major sects, there are not a few who have white bone mounds, and the power of the white bone mounds is indeed strong, but why are they shelved by the major sects?

First, many of the supporting spells of the White Bone Mound, such as the Bone Archery Technique, the Bone Explosion Technique, the Ghost Gate Pass, etc., can only be learned in the White Bone Dao, and only the White Bone Mound is learned, but not these supporting techniques, in the face of the disciples of the same level of the White Bone Dao, it is not the slightest advantage, but it is better to study the core techniques of their respective sects.

The second is that the White Bone Tomb, as a supreme evil magic method, will gradually distort people's nature with continuous cultivation, and cultivators who are lost and sunk in the power are destined not to be tolerated by the original power, and as the days go by, the other party can only return to the White Bone Dao Sect.

Looking at the night owl who exuded a confident look, the corners of Shang Luo's eyes twitched, and he didn't know what to say.

Are Gu Zhao and Li the only ones who are fools?

Let's not talk about the sword cultivation Dao heart, since this Li only dares to learn the White Bone Tomb, he must be sure that he will not be affected by the White Bone Tomb.

Even Shang Luo was not deeply affected by the evil in the origin of that kind of magic, and according to his guess, there were three reasons for this.

First, his mental strength is profound. Monks with strong spiritual strength have an innate advantage in resisting the erosion of this aspect.

The second is that he has read a lot of books, 10,000 books, and the essence of books is self-evident, and books can help people to be wise and self-conscious.

Sometimes he feels that so many madmen in the White Bone Dao have a lot to do with the fact that many of them are "illiterate", even if it is Wen Ze, a child of a family born in the Lei family, Shang Lu also found out after a conversation that Wen Ze is rich in cultivation and some fields, but in more fields, he is completely poor and white "idiots", unless this kind of person grows older and has deeper experience, otherwise the world view and outlook on life are not mature at all.

The third is systematic repression, which is perhaps the most important reason.

"Next, let's go back to the sect, whether it is the sacrifice of Hei Li and Bai Zhao, or Li Weiwei's learning of the White Bone Tomb, it is very important information. "Night Owl Road.

"I'm not going back this time. ”

"Why?"

The night owl frowned, and the three of them looked at Shang Luo in unison.

"I stayed in Shui Ling Tan for a few days this time, and I felt very comfortable, so I was going to live for a month or two, and there would be no missions in the near future anyway, wouldn't it?"

"Hmph, wandering outside, you are not afraid of being discovered by Gu Zhao's people. Withered Sakura snorted coldly.

The night owl glanced at Shang Luo deeply, but it was the wild wood urn who persuaded him: "Are you sure, Wild Halberd? Although we failed to intercept and kill this time, Gu Zhao's side will definitely increase the investigation of the territory." ”

Shang Luo nodded, his mind was decided.

"Okay, you just have to know it in your own heart, but within half a year, you must go back to the White Bone Road, the task of the crow is basically once a year, but now is a time of war, it is not ruled out that there will be an urgent mission, once you don't return in time, you will be kicked out of the crow." The night owl admonished.

Standing in place, Shang Luo watched the three of them leave, until after a long time, when the breath of the three of them disappeared from perception, his eyes moved slightly, and he swept away in one direction.

......

"Damn Xia Ze, damn Ying Xian'er, I won't let you go. ”

In a deep forest for many years, the miasma is dense, the towering ancient trees block the fall of the sun, and from time to time there are birds flying into the sky, but they are bitten by the green snake that escapes out, and the roar of the beast is faintly heard in the depths of the forest.

Chen Tiansheng, who was leaning against a big tree, had a resentful look on his face, the star crown on his head had been shot down at some point, and his long hair was scattered, looking unusually embarrassed.

On his right arm, half of his forearm was broken at the elbow, and although he sealed the wound with spiritual power, there were still wisps of black poisonous blood dripping down.

"Snort. ”

Poisonous blood dripped to the ground, corroding into holes.

Thinking of this experience, Chen Tiansheng, who has always been smooth, couldn't help but want to scold.

His name is born, taken from the word "born and raised", because in the process of cultivating the Tao for half his life, he has been constantly encountered, like a son of luck favored by God.

However, this time, he first met Li Weiwei, the master of the Worship Pavilion, and then, the Ziyang Sect paid a huge price, and even the two elders sacrificed themselves, but they failed to kill Guo Zhiwen, and after the chaotic battle, he had no choice but to retreat, and he was chased and killed by Ying Xian'er and Xia Ze, although in the process, he killed all the remaining hands of the Ancient Demon Sect and the Nine Demon Palace, but he was also seriously injured.

"But it's not without its gains. ”

Thinking of the eight superb magic weapons in the storage bag, Chen Tiansheng's eyes flashed with light, and his heart was hot.

At the moment before the sacrifice, Uncle Hei Li sent over all eight superb magic weapons, in a sense, it was also this reason that Li Wei had the intention of killing him, fortunately there was Senior Brother Ouyang blocking the sword, otherwise he would definitely die.

"Wait, Ying Xian'er and Xia Ze, when I get better, I must make the two of you regret what you did. ”

In his mind, Ying Xian'er's beautiful face appeared from time to time, and a trace of obscene light in Chen Tiansheng's eyes flashed instantly, and then he began to meditate cross-legged and regain his breath.

It's just that the hem of the purple robe, which he didn't notice, a little scarlet mixed with pitch black silently clinging to it.

......

"It looks like it's nearby. ”

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