Chapter 661, the death of the white bones!

The body of the white bone is special though.

Because the bones are exceedingly thin. The coarse bones are just covered with a thin layer of skin. Helenor made the osteopathy more handy. White Bone believes too much in his own ghost fire. Deliberately let Helianor touch his body. In this way, it was in the hands of Helenor. There was almost no hesitation. Helenor gently and skillfully scrapped one of the bones' arms.

"You...... What have you done to me. ”。 White Bone took a few steps back in horror. Drag your right arm to try to get it back to normal. It's a pity that Helenor's bone receptacle belongs to ancient martial arts. There may be some ways to deal with ordinary dislocated white bones. But the damage done to the ancient martial arts. He was at a loss.

"Nothing. I just want you to be a pile of broken bones. ”。 Helianor smiled coldly. Suddenly deceived. Crashed into the arms of the bones. Bai Gu's left arm subconsciously swept desperately. Helenor took advantage of the situation to lower his body. Each of his hands grabbed one of the knees of the white bone. Twist firmly in the opposite direction.

Click. Click. After two crisp sounds. The huge body of white bones fell to the ground with a bang. Helenor used osteopathy to tear his knee apart. Leg support is missing. The white bones immediately lost their center of gravity.

Helenor still didn't stop. His fingers brought together an afterimage. Wandering back and forth throughout the body of the bones. Disassemble all the large and small joints on the white bone body at a very fast speed. Not for a while. The bones became a puddle of mud that collapsed on the ground.

"You...... What kind of sorcery did you use? Restore me to the way I was. ”。 The bones want to cry without tears. In addition to the fact that the head can move freely. He couldn't feel the rest of himself anymore.

"It's not some kind of hex. It's just a magical martial art. I've already said it. Your ghostfire is of no use to me. Bones. So far. Do you have anything else to say. ”。 After a busy day. Helenor let out a sigh of relief. He also had a flash of inspiration in his head. Only then did I think of using bone regeneration to deal with the white bones that relied on bones to fight. I didn't expect this one method to work wonders. The white bones that were unbeatable before were in front of the osteopathy. It's just vulnerable.

Of course. If the ghost fire has no effect on Helenor, it is also somewhat absolute. Helenor's movements were fast. But it was still inevitable that he would come into contact with those ghost fires. Although protected by the Heavenly Wolf Sacred Seal. The hands were still corroded and pitch black.

It's no wonder that White Bones was defeated so easily. Ancient martial arts are rare. With the status and ability of the white bones. It is almost impossible to come into contact with it. And he's too reliant on his own bones. In the end, Helianor touched the door.

This battle is enough to illustrate a truth. Ancient martial arts are definitely not useless. Just use it in the right place and at the right time. Ancient martial arts can play a decisive role.

"I ...... I can disobey Lord Jin's orders. No more against you. I can also give you everything in Hell. With those riches. In this bloody hell. You can do whatever you want. ”。 The voice of the white bone suddenly raised. Even if the task assigned by Jin Ye was not completed. He still had five months to live. He didn't want to die like this.

"Well...... If you die. These. I can easily get it. ”。 Helenor shook his head disdainfully. Punch at the punch. It smashed into the neck of the white bones.

With a scream. Bone's throat was shattered by Helenor. The overlord who was calling for wind and rain in death prison fell into such a fate. It's enough to make people sigh.

The rout of the bones was watched by everyone present. Having lost the last bit of hope, the people of the Death Prison ran out of what little fighting spirit was left. As a black-faced man surrendered on his knees in despair. Soon. The surviving prisoners fell to their knees. The boss died. The Bobcat has lost its combat effectiveness again. Now the death penalty. There is no chance of a comeback.

"That guy. He actually defeated the White Bone. ”。 Distance. The monk, who was hanging from one arm, opened his mouth wide in shock. After his own arm is scrapped. For a moment. The monk fell into utter despair. He thought that Hell had lost all his chances. But the appearance of Helenor changed everything. Even the invincible white bones. They were all defeated by Helenor's men.

"Since ancient times, heroes have come out of youth. I have to admit it. We still underestimated him. ”。 The ghost pupil sitting next to the monk was also impressed. The death of the white bone completely announced the end of the battle. So far. Among the four major areas of the Blood Hell. The monk already has three.

The next goal. It is a ghost prison ten times more difficult than the prison and the death prison combined.

"Boss. The lynx wasn't dead. However, he was already seriously injured. It can't be recovered in a short period of time. You see. Do we want to ......". The monk and the ghost pupil were sighing. One-eyed came in a hurry. He also participated in this battle. He also killed several outlaws from death row with his own hands. At this time, both the monk and the ghost pupil were not lightly injured. He took the initiative to take on the task of cleaning up the battlefield.

"Forget it. Spare him his life. Our Purpose. It's not killing. ”。 The monk smiled bitterly. He waved his hand helplessly. He didn't have any ill feelings about the bobcat. Most importantly. Judging by the information we have so far. The Lynx is not an ambitious man. Even if you leave him behind. It won't have any effect on Hell's plans.

"How. Is the injury on the arm serious. ”。 One-Eye just left. Helenor walked over. After all, the two are allies. It is also appropriate to care about it.

"This left arm is useless. However, you can trade an arm for the rout of Hell. It's worth it. It's you. It was so easy to turn the bones of the living dead into real corpses. Looks. We still underestimate your strength. ”。 The monk laughed. It didn't affect my mood at all because of the injury on my arm. Before the war with the death penalty. He was ready to pay any price. Scrapped left arm though a pity. But it is already a result that the monk can accept.

"It's just a fluke. I have a set of techniques that just restrain the bones. Otherwise. I am afraid that it is not yet known who will win or lose. The bones died. Our opponents. But there's only one hell left. ”。 Helianor couldn't hide the joy in his heart. His expression relaxed. He thought the process of collecting blood cards would be extremely difficult. I have now looked back at it. It doesn't seem to be as twisty as expected.

"Although we have taken over the prison and the death penalty. But I advise you not to be too optimistic. The horror of the ghost prison is definitely not something you can imagine. I'd rather fight the bones a hundred times. I don't want to provoke anyone in the ghost prison. If it is said that a group of people are imprisoned in the heavenly prison, a group of wolves are imprisoned in the prison of prison, and a group of tigers are imprisoned in the prison of death. Then the ghost prison is imprisoned. But it's a bunch of devils who eat people and don't spit out bones. ”。 The monk smiled wryly and shook his head. In fact, after the death penalty was destroyed. His uneasiness was even stronger than before. From the day he was beaten into the bloody prison. I've never seen anyone dare to provoke the perverts in the ghost prison. The Hell has always been out of the way to fighting in other areas. They are like a group of worldly masters who don't eat the fireworks of the world. The whole body exudes an aura of detachment.

It is different from the other three regions. There was little cohesion in the Hell Prison. Although the titular boss also exists. But this boss is just the strongest person in the public promotion. There will be no surrender to it. There is no need to pay any offerings to them. The ghost prison seems to be filled with maverick weirdos. They rarely move together. Even when the wind is blowing, they are scattered. Lonely immersed in their own world. No one knows exactly how many people are being held in the ghost prison. I didn't know who those people were. No one had even seen those people do it with their own eyes. The ghost prison has been shrouded in a veil of mystery throughout. No one dared to uncover it.

"So what. Even if it's really a bunch of demons in there. I will also scatter their souls. ”。 Helenor laughed. He didn't seem to be intimidated by the monk's words.

The monk was stunned when he heard this. The confidence in Helenor's words seemed unfounded to him. But it contains a kind of magic that people have to believe. It's been a long, long time since he's seen such a hard-working young man. It's been too long, too long for him to try the thrill he knows he can't do.

Suddenly. An impulse surged through the monk's heart. He will use all the strength in his hands. Including their own lives. Accompany this crazy young man on a reckless gamble.

The news of Bai Gu's death soon reached Jin Ye. Except for Bai Gu and Li Xiao. Jin Ye also has other eyeliner. This tragic battle naturally had to be communicated in time.

"That Helenor. Actually...... Actually killed the white bones. ”。 The man in black who has been expressionless all the time. After learning of the death of the white bones. But I couldn't help but be moved.

"yes. A man like Bai Gu can't help him. Who else can we trust? ”。 Jin Ye gently stroked his round belly. Although he can use some means to put some eyeliner in the three major areas. But there is nothing to be done about the ghost prison. He didn't even know who was being held in the ghost prison. I don't know why those people were locked up.

The whole town of Soul Rise. I'm afraid that only the Blood Drink King knows the secrets of those people in the Ghost Prison. It's a pity that the Blood Drink King has always been at odds with Jin Ye. Want to get useful information from him. It's tantamount to a fool's dream.