Next to the campfire, the bone demon's messy struggle continued.

Some of the monks escaped far beyond the range of the campfire, but there were still some monks who did not flee far. They didn't know if it was because of their trust in the glutinous rice, or because they had a deep fear of the thick darkness, so they didn't run all the way, but still stayed in the range where the firelight could shine, keeping a short distance from the bone demon in front of them and the glutinous rice sitting on the ground, staring blankly.

There was a crack in the soul of these monks, and they didn't even have enough courage at the moment.

Among them, many people had hunted pseudo-dragons in the sect, but now in the face of the bone demons generated by the true dragon bones, the reaction was very disdainful.

Nuomi didn't have the leisure to command them like she did at the beginning, the spells in her hands had changed several times one after another, not to mention the blood on her face, she didn't even have much anger, and her face was full of defeat, just barely trying to support it. She was using spells to suppress the bone demon while worrying about the pillar.

She naturally understood that her worries were useless, if she really wanted to help the pillar, she shouldn't be distracted at this moment, she should just suppress the bone demon well.

But where is the human mind, it is easy to distinguish and understand. She just knew what to do, but she still couldn't suppress her worry, if she had to force herself to concentrate, she might have wasted too much thought on this aspect and delayed the timing of the spell, it was better to really take a look at the situation of the pillar.

The situation of the pillars is not very good, but it is not too bad.

For the huge bone demon, such a little harassment of the pillar was really nothing, so the bone demon didn't care about the pillar's actions at all.

Unnoticed by the bone demon, the pillar was able to fix itself firmly on the bone demon. He was holding a piece of the bone demon's dragon scales before, but he hadn't let go at this time, and he was still wrapped around the bone demon. And the dragon scales that he pulled out and bent have grown from the original one to ten pieces now.

Some of the scales were only bent by the pillars, but two of them had been pulled out by the pillars and thrown to the ground.

The bone demon didn't care about the pain of being pulled out of the dragon scales, so the dragon scales were finally pulled out, but there seemed to be no obstacle to the bone demon at all. But the pillar is still insisting on what he is doing, and he has no intention of giving up.

Glutinous rice was a little worried about the pillar at first, but then she saw that the pillar was really not dangerous, and finally she was a little relieved.

It's just that this peace of mind doesn't give her much comfort. The bone demon was still slapping at them, but it was still trapped by the spell for the time being, and it didn't fall directly on them. This is far from a reassuring situation.

Those monks who were also injured by their divine souls were a little stupid, and the only one who followed Nuomi to blast spells at the bone demon was Zong Wude, an unaffected monk. If it weren't for the wrong time, Nuomi wouldn't have looked at him in surprise.

After all, even some disciples of the Thousand Thousand Sect fled far away, she never thought that Zong Wude, a guy who could be regarded as an outsider at all, did not run away, but was still standing aside, with a solemn look on his face, while learning the appearance of glutinous rice, throwing spells at the bone demon crazily.

Nuomi himself actually can't say what kind of mind he is.

In fact, she didn't want to see the disciples in her sect really being so greedy for life and afraid of death, and when she encountered the slightest thing, she would abandon her fellow disciples and run away alone. However, when the bone demon kept scratching and slapping, the scene could be regarded as chaos. She couldn't even care about herself, let alone care about what happened to those disciples.

Even some monks who escaped slower fell into the crack slapped by the bone demon in front of Nuomi, or when the bone demon struggled, they were directly slapped to death under the thick bone joints of the bone demon because they couldn't avoid it.

The bone demon transformed from the true dragon bone, but I don't know how many years it has been in this place, it is sticky and exudes a corrupt atmosphere, and it is already with fishy rotten blood. Those monks who fell into the cracks in the ground still had a glimmer of life, but those monks who were smashed by the bone demon had no hope.

Glutinous rice could even see their corpses and flesh sticking to the outside of the bone demon's flesh and skin, mixing with the rotten dragon scales, leaving a blood mark on the ground, which was slowly absorbed by the bone demon.

The bodies of these monks were destroyed, but the souls of the gods could not dissipate for a while, some of them were directly torn apart by the bone demons and their bodies, but some of the spirits were still floating back and forth in mid-air, as if they did not know that they had died, and still stood in place, as if they were shocked by the spiritual pressure of the bone demons and were unable to escape.

Among these spirits, it is not surprising that glutinous rice has seen some thin cracks.

Nuomi had long known that the souls of these monks had been shocked and damaged, but the other monks didn't know this, and when they saw that there were cracks in the souls that escaped, they thought that the bone demon had such great power that they could directly tear apart the souls, and they were even more frightened and hid far away.

Under such circumstances, Nuomi really couldn't spare the mind to take care of these monks, even if many of them were disciples from her Thousand Thousand Sect. If you want these monks to stand nearby and watch their fellow Daoists die, and then be beaten to death by the bone demon one after another, it is better to run away, and let Nuomi feel at ease to deal with the situation in front of him.

For a while, whether he wanted these monk disciples to stay or escape, even Nuomi himself couldn't tell. Fortunately, there was no need for her to give this order at this moment, and the monks around them would naturally make an instinctive choice.

Zong Wude himself is not an immortal cultivator after all, although he has done his best, but he is still not like Nuomi, who can completely restrict the bone demon with spells. This is his cultivation, but he can't do this Cheng dù, so even if he is also busy and sweating, he can only slightly block the movement of the bone demon.

The price to be paid for this is significant.

If nothing else, just the frenzied struggle of this bone demon because of the attack was enough to make them suffer, not to mention some of the problems that Zong Wude himself felt during this spell casting. While casting spells, he is naturally not good at moving at will, let alone distracted. If this bone demon really broke through the spell confinement, they wouldn't even have time to escape.

In addition, the pillar is now firmly crawling on the bone demon, and Zong Wude has to waste a little energy, and he has to pay attention to avoiding the pillar when this spell bombardment, which is really a bit of a hurry.

Zong Wude himself is not an immortal cultivator, and his control of spells can be described as extremely bad, and now he has to be so timid, it is even more useless. After bombing like this for a short time, let alone intercepting the actions of the bone demon, he even put himself in danger several times, and he didn't have time to avoid the ground crack shock from the bone demon's slap, and he almost didn't fall into the crack.

Nuomi didn't notice Zong Wude's embarrassment at first, but when he found out that he was doing this, he was also a little silent. This kind of help is really no different from nothing.

She opened her mouth to dissuade her.

But before Glutinous Rice could say anything, the bone demon lifted its bone frame and slapped it downward, instantly shocking the people who stood unsteadily, and they all fell to the ground, and they were shocked back when the glutinous rice was about to be exported.

At this time, he couldn't care about more, Nuomi saw that the pillar was not a big deal on the bone demon, and saw that Zong Wude on the side just fell to the ground and didn't suffer any more injuries, and he didn't care about paying attention to this person anymore, so he quickly turned around and used spells to trap the bone demon.

Her aura had long been out of her senses, and her face was no longer pale, but deeply gray. It's just trying to support yourself mentally and not let yourself fall.

Seeing that his spells had no effect at all, Zong Wude simply stopped all the spells in his hand, and while trying to stand still in the vibration, he roared angrily at the monks who were watching from the sidelines, and said, "What are you just watching!" If you don't want to die, hurry up and help! ”

His drink really made many monks who were in a panic look at him.

These monks who are still staying nearby naturally trust glutinous rice very much, so they instinctively stay close. Their reactions were so dull and sluggish, mostly because of the cracks in their souls, but they were not really so bold, at this time, they were shouted by Zong Wude, and many monks were awakened instantly.

When they woke up, they instinctively looked up at the glutinous rice, and suddenly found that next to the crumbling bonfire, the deputy head of the sect they relied on the most, now seemed to be a little shaky.

"Deputy Leader!"

I don't know which Qianren Sect disciple shouted, and more monks also followed and looked in the direction of glutinous rice.

Only then did they realize that Nuomi had been trapping the skull demon with a spell, although he had been shocked to the ground, as if he had even struggled to raise his head, the blood on his face had receded cleanly, and the clothes on his body seemed to be soaked in water.

She was still stubbornly holding on to the spell she was holding.

This time, Nuomi didn't even spew out the blood in her heart, but just looked at the situation in front of her very seriously, casting every spell with her heart.

The spells she cast were not unusual, and they were not even powerful, completely devoid of the earth-shattering power of the original five-series spells. There were many spells that she hadn't practiced too well, and when she cast them, they seemed to be inferior to the same spells of her disciples.

But her performance made the monks stunned.

Glutinous rice is now casting simple spells, but it seems to be burning life.