The monks first stared at the glutinous rice, and then they were drunk again by Zong Wude, and then they all woke up, and they didn't dare to continue to stare at the situation in front of them, so they quickly learned from Zong Wude's appearance, and they all threw their best spells to the bone demon.

These monks are different from Zong Wude, and they often practice immortal arts. All the immortal cultivators threw out their most familiar and powerful spells at this moment, and bombarded towards the skull demon.

And those sword cultivators also began to take out the flying sword from the storage bag one after another, sacrifice it, and also slash towards the bone demon. They had been looking down for a long time before, although they were all a little stunned, but they were not fools in the end, seeing that Nuomi had just used a flying sword to slash the dragon scales and was shocked to the soul, they naturally would not use their flying sword to do the stupid thing of slaying dragon scales.

Their flying swords all bypassed the dragon scales that were still clinging to the skin of the bone demon, and they also fell down on the other flesh with special attention. The flying sword twisted flexibly in the air, slashing through several rays of light, and almost at the same time, along with the spell, all fell on the bone demon.

Although these monks can't compare to glutinous rice, they can already be regarded as some quite powerful cultivation, but they can also be regarded as quite powerful cultivation, at this time they have all shown their most powerful and familiar skills, even if one person can't compare to glutinous rice, but with so many people gathered together, spells and flying swords also fell at the same time, it was really surprising to watch.

The scene in front of me was really like a rain of spells falling from the sky, reflecting most of the sky red, which was very dazzling.

Strangely, however, the other half of the sky was still gloomy, completely unaffected by the glow of the spells. It was as if the light of the spell could not penetrate the solid darkness.

Whether it was glutinous rice or other monks, they didn't have the time to look up at the sky at the moment. Otherwise, they would have discovered something strange in the air.

At this time, even Zong Wude didn't have the leisure to look at the situation around them, they were busy using spells to bombard the bone demon, and the bone demon was also defeated and retreated under their spells. For a moment, he really showed a little depressed posture, as if he had really been beaten back by these monks.

Even though the monks didn't dare to despise the bone demon in front of them, when they saw that their spells could force the true dragon bones back slightly, they also instantly felt a lot of pride in their hearts, and even the spells and flying swords they shot were much more powerful.

They never thought that they would have anything to do with the real dragon, let alone suppress and beat the bone demon generated by the true dragon dragon bone like this at this moment, so they were all a little excited, and they threw their spells more diligently.

Seeing that the bone demon was shocked by the spell and struggled powerlessly, as if it had been suppressed by them, Nuomi frowned slightly, and had some bad premonitions in her heart.

The spell in her hand had stopped, and she sat a little and gasped for breath.

With so many monks slaughtering the bone demon in unison, Nuomi was finally able to relax his spirit a little and relax the nerves that had been tense. She was already a little shaky, but now that she saw that the bone demon was temporarily suppressed, she no longer barely supported it, she simply relaxed completely and looked at the bone demon carefully.

The first thing that glutinous rice paid attention to was naturally the pillar that still stayed on the bone demon's body.

In the chaotic bombardment of spells and the falling flying swords, the pillar was not hindered by this, and was still clinging to the bone demon's body, tearing at the dragon scales on the outside of its flesh.

He is tall and can easily give the illusion of immobility. But he was lying on the bone demon at this time, but there was no moment when he was completely still, while tearing the scales on the bone demon's body, he swung his body with the trend, and the person had already moved to another place, grabbing a horizontal bone with one hand, and pulling the dragon scales down with the other hand. The hand that grasped the bone let go, and the pillar fell violently, and the scales were pulled off by him.

However, his hand had already returned to the bone again, and the person had already left its original position.

Nuomi was also worried that under the bombardment of spells, the pillar might be injured by mistake. But after looking at it for a while, I realized that my worries were a little unnecessary. The movement of the pillars is so flexible that ordinary monks cannot imagine it. Now he is jumping and wandering on the bone demon, constantly pulling dragon scales, but he is still consciously dodging those spells that fall beside him.

Glutinous rice was the only one casting the spell before, so naturally she remembered to avoid the spell from the pillar.

Later, there were more monks who cast spells, and many of them only remembered the existence of pillars at the beginning, and deliberately left the spells on the side.

Later, when he saw that his spell was able to restrict the bone demon transformed from the true dragon bone, he became excited. In addition, there were so many monks who cast spells, and the light and shadow caused by all the spells shrouded each other, blocking the figure of the pillar in the back at once. Even though they remembered the original location of the pillar, the pillar had never stayed on the bone demon, and now in the eyes of those monks, the pillar had long since lost its figure.

These monks can only see spells in front of them, but they can't see the pillars, but the glutinous rice still has a subtle spiritual connection with the pillars. She didn't even need to look with her eyes, as long as she had time and sensed it with a little spirit, she already felt where the pillar was.

The pillar was still wrapped around the bone demon, and I don't know how many scales and flesh had been peeled off.

Nuomi didn't understand his behavior before, but at this time, he used his soul to sense, and suddenly found out how much the pillar had done.

The bone demon didn't feel pain, didn't care if he broke the scales, just dodged the spells that fell at him. But if the pillar hadn't lifted the scales of the bone demon, they probably wouldn't have been able to achieve the effect they have now. Not to mention the half-spells and flying swords they are now, Nuomi feels that even if a more powerful monk casts a spell, I am afraid that it will not be able to help the dragon scales of the real dragon.

What the pillar did didn't seem to matter, but after tearing many of the dragon scales, it showed its ability.

The situation in front of her seems to be good, but the ominous feeling in Nuomi's heart has become thicker and thicker as time goes by, even to the point that her heart suddenly tightens. She only hated herself that her aura was about to run out at this time, and she had no more ability to control the current situation.

When she sat on the ground and gasped, the bone demon never stopped, still struggling and writhing wildly, and made many more cracks on the ground, but it didn't move forward a bit.

The monks below all felt that it was their own spells that caused such an obstruction to the bone demon, and they were very excited, and the spells in their hands were thrown even more crazy, and they no longer had any worries.

Originally, they were still distracted to guard against the bone demon's counterattack, but now that they saw that the bone demon seemed to have no ability to resist at all, they couldn't help it anymore, and they threw all the spells as firecrackers.

Even some of the bold monks were still slowly walking forward, and at this moment they were almost standing under the bone demon, only separated from the bone demon by a ground crack.

Seeing them like this, Nuomi frowned even more.

She instinctively felt that something was wrong with the current situation, and was about to say something to warn, but suddenly felt something strange on her side, and she didn't care about saying what was on her lips, so she quickly propped herself up in the aftermath of the earthquake and rolled to the side.

"Whew!"

As soon as Nuomi turned to avoid it, she heard a sharp scream from where she had been sitting.

The sound was rather hoarse, but it was very high-pitched, and in the darkness of the night, it was unknown what creature was hiding inside, making such an unpleasant stinging sound.

The scream was not only unpleasant, but also seemed to be able to shake the air and turn into an entity, and it directly hit the chest of glutinous rice.

Before she could stand up, let alone see what was going on in front of her, she was already staggered by the oncoming voice, her chest suffocated, her ears buzzed, and she almost vomited blood in her heart.

Everyone thought that the sound they heard at first was from the bone demon transformed from the real dragon bone in front of them, but it was only at this time that Nuomi suddenly realized that maybe all of them were wrong.

The first sound that came out was probably not the bone demon at all.

The bone demon has been fighting against them for a long time, but it has never made such a dizzying sound again. Those voices may have come from the mouth of the thing that rushed out from the side.

However, she no longer had the leisure to pay attention to what was lurking in the darkness.

The sound was not only unpleasant, but even like a sonic attack, which could directly shock the soul when heard in the ears. Glutinous rice was not harmed by the divine soul, but it still couldn't help but lose a little under this voice.

To make matters worse, the creatures that lurk in the darkness clearly don't have the heart to just stand on the sidelines and call. Their voices can shake the monk's spirit, but their hands are not weak—though they can't tell whether what they attack is their hands, their claws, or their tails.

She didn't dare to stop where she was, and she didn't even have time to stand up, her body rolled on the ground twice in succession, dodging from the sound of the wind coming from the air. While they were in a hurry, the creatures that didn't know what they looked like opened their mouths and called out again.

This time, the glutinous rice was closer to them, and those things only opened their mouths, and the glutinous rice was already an earache, and almost no sound was heard, and there was already a gray spot of light in front of him.

She only had time to sigh lightly in her heart, but her body suddenly became light, her waist tightened, and the person had risen from the ground.

Both the voice and the attack that fell with the sound suddenly disappeared from her side as if it had been cut off from something.