From the fall of the Thunder Flying Boat to the annihilation of Luo Sangongzi's army, the whole process took less than half a pillar of incense, and when people saw the devastated tragedy, they couldn't believe that such a powerful force disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"It must be the mighty monk!"

"Dare to provoke Linglong Pavilion, it is definitely a ruthless character!"

The monks who rushed to hear the news stopped and watched from afar, pointing and pointing from time to time, and many of them recounted the process of the battle, as if he was the protagonist of the battle.

Shan 13 was hidden in the crowd, not because he didn't want to leave, but Luo Sangongzi, who fell into the belly of the corpse, crushed a simple jade slip in his hand at a critical moment. This piece of jade slip seems simple, but it is actually a piece of induction charm carefully refined by a powerful monk, once it is crushed, the owner who made the jade slip will perceive it from afar.

Sure enough, with the crushing of the jade slip, in the east, which was four thousand miles away, a strong aura instantly permeated towards the thirteen sides of Shanshan, confined everyone to a radius of a hundred zhang. Everyone was in constant fear, as if the end was coming, waiting for the doom to come.

"Haha, the ancestor is your death in this world, dare to fight with me, you are still tender!" Luo Sangongzi relied on the little breath on the jade slip, forcibly ran out of the mouth of the corpse, and once again changed into an invincible appearance.

The distance of four thousand miles is only a few minutes of flying in the sky for the mighty monk. When the ancestor of the Yi Luo family arrived, Shan Thirteen had just changed his face to a middle-aged monk with a long face.

"Who is so bold, dare to provoke the Luo family, consciously stand up, the old man will reward you with a whole corpse. The ancestor of the Luo family looked arrogantly at the monks who bowed and worshipped, and this feeling of overlooking the common people was different. He firmly believed that in front of the powerful monks, everyone was a humble and weak existence, and even if they were directly wiped out, no one would dare to come out and hold grievances.

"This matter has nothing to do with us. The onlookers who like gossip hurriedly showed their identities and attitudes, for fear of being treated as murderers if they were a second slower.

"Noise!"

The ancestor of the Luo family snorted coldly, and looked at everyone with a deep gaze, and every time he saw someone, there would be a trace of white light in the pupils of that person, as if he had been hypnotized, and he fell to the ground in a groggy state. After a while, a hot stimulus appeared in Shan Thirteen's mind, making people feel a sense of physical and mental pleasure.

"It's almost gone!" Shan Thirteen hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, the painful stimulation made him instantly regain consciousness, and he held on until the other party's gaze left.

"Ancestor, that guy is not among these people. At this moment, Luo Sangongzi's clothes were in tatters, and there was a lot of sticky saliva on his head, faintly showing signs of corrosion.

"No, no matter how ever-changing he is, he can't escape the old man's killing. The ancestor of the Luo family did not hesitate at all, and his big fan-like hands fell from the sky like a huge grinding plate. With each drop of points, the more binding the heaven and earth become, and even cases of human bones being crushed by a huge momentum can even be heard.

"Stop!"

A thunderous explosion in the distance resounded in everyone's ears, and before the sound fell, a yellow figure appeared in mid-air, and when he stood there, it made people have a sense of surrender.

"It's a real person from the Wild Dragon!"

"We're saved!"

The rest of the monks had already died, and when they saw that the Desolate Dragon True Person had stopped the Luo family ancestor in time, they fled like birds, beasts, and insects, and sent their parents to have two legs and no wings.

Shan Thirteen was also in the midst of the fleeing army, and when he ran out of the land for a hundred miles, the air behind him was like a storm rolling by, and everything was turned into powder in the huge shock wave impact.

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Even if he used his spirit snake coiling hand with all his might, Shan Thirteen was also attacked by the shock wave, and his bone body, which was as hard as iron, could not withstand the impact of such a huge force at all, and deep cracks covered all the bones. This is just the ripple effect of the battle between the powerful monks, and if it is a head-on confrontation, the proud bones will definitely be bombarded and only scum will be left.

"You must break through to the Jindan stage, otherwise you will only be able to wait to be killed when you encounter a powerful monk!" The first time the bone body was hit so hard, Shan Thirteen's mood can be imagined. The degree of this crack is almost equivalent to cultivating the Phantom Bone Technique again.

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Shan 13 lay motionless under a low-lying hillside, slowly repairing the cracks, but unfortunately the resources on his body were not enough, and his eyes fell on the Qiankun bag that the corpse robbed Luo Sangongzi.

"Don't want to take away my treasures, offend the Luo family, you are doomed!" Luo Sangongzi's spiritual sense could not withstand the tempering of the ice light osteitis, and he was unwilling to give up the dominance. Luo Sangongzi, who was hundreds of miles away, couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, trembling with anger.

"My Soul Pill!" Luo Sangongzi, who had nowhere to vent, his eyes were bloodshot, and this blow was absolutely fatal. Not to mention the position of the inheritor, even his head has someone who wants to spend money to buy it.

"High-grade Qiankun bag!"

As soon as Shan Thirteen's spiritual sense came into contact, he was stunned by the treasure in front of him. This is a ten-cubicle Qiankun bag, which contains all kinds of cultivation resources in addition to a large number of spars. Judging from the appearance of these treasures, there is no low-grade goods, and the worst is also in the category of high-grade magic weapons.

Shan Thirteen put it aside, but looked for resources that were useful for repairing bones, and this search really found a lot, and instantly recovered from the injury. The rest of the injuries can only be slowly transformed with the help of the aura of the spar. It is to put the main focus on the kind of soul pill that Luo Sangongzi scavenged.

After some searching, a skeleton as thin as a piece of paper appeared in Shan Thirteen's hand, and tens of thousands of words were densely written on the skeleton that was less than the size of a palm.

Through the study of these characters, it was found that this is a lineage that is good at using bones to transform its own power, the most important of which is to ossify people.

This kind of ossification is to use an exclusive secret method to infuse the true qi cultivated in one's own body into the outside of the body, forming a layer similar to bone armor.

For bone repair, ossification focuses on local strengthening in this regard, and it is carried out within the body, once the flesh and bone are not coordinated, it often restricts the play of combat effectiveness.

"What a talent!"

Bone cultivation is an immortal exercise, but this monk who created the ossification of people interprets the uniqueness of bone cultivation from another perspective. Of course, it will take some verification to use it completely, but anyway, this window has been opened.

If it weren't for the fact that this place was not suitable for a long time, Shan Thirteen really wanted to study it well.