This scene caused too many people to collapse to the ground in horror, as if they had an unrealistic nightmare.

"Please spare us!" Those who were still alive all knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, begging the White Dragon Daoist to let them go.

The White Dragon Daoist nodded with satisfaction, he looked at us and said, "Why don't you kneel?" ”

An Xiaowu said: "I feel disgusted when I see you, and I can't kneel." ”

The White Dragon Daoist shook his head and said, "I have to admit that from ancient times to the present. Generally, fat people are cheaper. ”

The White Dragon Daoist stretched out his hand and flicked it, and a piece of practice flew out, I pushed An Xiaowu away, and the Dao Qi resisted this horse attack, and the little white dragon surrounded the fingers of the White Dragon Daoist, and he looked at me suspiciously and said, "You can not be affected by the White Dragon Jue?" ”

The White Dragon Daoist pointed out and took me into his hand from a distance, while Song Gang behind him was helpless and could only watch me being caught by the White Dragon Daoist.

The slender and dry fingers of the White Dragon Daoist pinched my neck and said, "Your fate is so strange, there are three small fish in your soul, what a treasure." ”

The White Dragon Daoist said and pinched my neck hard, but suddenly he screamed in horror, because his body was aging rapidly, and he saw his already wrinkled old skin wrinkled together. The fangs of the mouth loosened and fell out of the mouth, and the eye sockets quickly sunken ☆ The key thing is that his entire body is shrunk in the robe!

The White Dragon Daoist roared, and he looked at his body in horror. And the small black letters around my neck said: "You dare to touch the power of time, when those old guys wake up, they will not let you go!" ”

The White Dragon Daoist said as his hands were sealed, and surging life essence surged from his body to stop his aging.

My fist was surrounded by pitch-black small characters, and I roared and punched the White Dragon Dao man, but the body protection qi shield on the White Dragon Dao man collapsed me.

The golden orb in my bosom fell out at that moment and tumbled down the steps of the temple to my side.

"Chirp?" The golden ball screamed, and suddenly flew up, I lost the slightest strength, and the power of time in the small black characters instantly drained my Dao Qi, and I ran the Taiyin Secret Technique to recover my Dao Qi as quickly as possible.

The golden ball flew around me, and the light and shadow trembled, appearing in front of the White Dragon Dao man.

The White Dragon Daoist's eyes widened in horror because his body protection qi shield had not yet been broken. Something appeared in front of his face!

The golden ball made the sound of a kitten being angry, and knocked it on the head of the White Dragon Daoist.

The White Dragon Dao man's body protection qi shield shattered, the air rushed towards him, and his life essence quickly dissipated, and in a moment, he was drooping and old, and he couldn't see his human appearance. The flesh rots and turns into dry bones.

Before he died, the White Dragon Daoist said: "I know who is the son of the future, but it's a pity that it's really a failure." ”

"Actually, the White Dragon Recipe doesn't exist, my White Dragon Recipe is the White Dragon Hand Bone ......"

The voice of the White Dragon Daoist dissipated, and a breeze blew. His dry bones turned to dust.

I staggered to my feet and walked in front of him where he had been, after all, the White Dragon Daoist was too careless to fall for the power of time on the blood and bones in my body, and decayed and died.

"Chirp?" The golden ball screamed and landed on my shoulder, and I turned pale. Touching the golden ball, the golden ball screamed obediently and got into my arms again.

In the place where the White Dragon Dao people were originally located, there was a silver-white hand bone shining, surrounded by a strange aura, which was breathtaking.

The moment I touched the white dragon's hand bone, my fingers made a snorting sound, and it hurt so much that I had to retract.

At this time, there was a strong murderous aura behind me, it was from Qin Wujian and the Thunder King, but at the same time, the little wolf king Mo Qi and Song Gang also came over. Song Gang wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth and said: "Wang Yang saved all of you, if there are still some people who want to snatch the white dragon hand bone, I dare not guarantee anything else, I can definitely guarantee that any of you who touch the white dragon hand bone will not be able to leave the White Bone City!" ”

Qin Wujian said with gloomy eyes: "Although it is said that the heavenly and earthly treasures can get it, but this white dragon hand bone is too evil, and the corpses and bones outside the city are all caused by this thing, should we destroy it, so as not to harm the common people?" ”

Little Wolf King Mo Qi suddenly couldn't help laughing at this time, he pointed at Qin Wujian and said: "The word scourge can actually come out of your mouth, it's too ridiculous, you don't want others to get what you can't get, if you want it, just go and try it." ”

I also turned to look at Qin Wujian and motioned for him to come over and try it.

Qin Wujian glanced at me with a slight squint and said, "Use the forbidden technique, I don't believe you still have the strength to spare." ”

But although Qin Wujian said so, he didn't move under his feet, because Bai Rong and the Thunder King didn't express their position, even if I had no combat power, Song Gang and the Little Wolf King were not vegetarians.

There are also some people who have greedy eyes in their eyes, and their original intention is to obtain the supreme treasure and become a human being. But for the rest of their lives, even if the treasure was in front of them, no one took the lead, and they didn't dare to rob it. What's more, I just saved everyone's lives, and they still have a trace of conscience in their hearts for a while.

Qin Wuqian was resentful, clenched his fists and stopped talking, and Lei Wang and Bai Rong did not speak.

I looked at Zhang Tianyi and Long Ke'er, and motioned for them to help An Xiaowu, who was pale, to come over, at this time, An Xiaowu's right hand had rotted to the point of almost exhaustion, and the bones of the hand were atrophied, and if they didn't treat it, their right hand would be useless. Sub-festival is full of talents.

I took out the silver needle from the needle bag and let go of the dirty blood on An Xiaowu's hand, the silver needle carefully cut the back of his hand, An Xiaowu trembled in pain and woke up.

"Wait a minute, you've got to hold on." I spoke, An Xiaowu nodded weakly, and then I sacrificed the white dragon hand bone in front of me in the air, pushing the hand bone into the back of his cracked hand.

The white dragon hand bone exuded a strange power, and instantly fused with An Xiaowu's palm, merging into the flesh and blood.

But then sneering white smoke came out of An Xiaowu's body, his whole body trembled, he screamed in pain, rolled on the ground, and rolled down the temple steps.

"Xiao Wu!" Song Gang shouted worriedly.

"It's okay, the white dragon hand bone is not the hand bone of the white dragon Dao person at all, and there is still the breath of the white dragon dao person on it, and it must be purified." I spoke.

Everyone watched An Xiaowu rolling on the ground, his whole body convulsed, the pain was heartbreaking, and white smoke was emitting from his whole body, as if his bones were burned by fire, and they couldn't help but feel the pain.

An Xiaowu's eyes flashed with yellow light, as if he wanted to use red mind control to alleviate his pain, and finally his voice was hoarse, and he finally fainted in pain, and his body was soaked with sweat.

And his palm has also returned to its original blood color, and the wound has not fully healed, and it is a little red and swollen. The White Dragon Dao people did not pass on their skills into this white dragon hand bone, everything had to rely on Xiao Wu to rebuild it, the real white dragon trick did not exist, that was the innate ability of the white dragon hand bone.

The people who lived for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe didn't want to fight at this time, so Song Gang carried the unconscious An Xiaowu on his back and walked with everyone to the outside of the White Bone City.

Some of the frightened Xuanmen disciples walked in front, wishing to leave this ghost place as soon as possible, there were still six unopened bone coffins in the main hall, and no one except me knew what was inside.

Although our group is of different forces, when we see corpses all over the ground, there is a kind of desolation of rabbits and dead foxes, ** thousands of people come in, more than 1,000 people go out, this is really a place of slaughter. If nothing else, this place will become a ghost town in the future.

After a group of us walked out of the White Bone City, the sun shone on the bottom of the lake from above, although there were still mountains of corpses and bones all around, but at least it was not an invincible existence like the White Dragon Dao people, and one hand could pick and kill the lives of others at will.

Burst!

A bolt of crossbow shot from above, piercing the head of a man in front of me, who fell to the ground stunned, dead and dead.

Whoosh Whoosh –

On the shore of the Ten Thousand Man Lake, a circle of young Taoists appeared, who were armed with combo crossbows and shot countless crossbow arrows at the crowd at the bottom of the Ten Thousand Man Lake.

The power of the crossbow arrow is greater than that of a bullet, and it can shoot through the ordinary city wall, and everyone screamed for a while, and no one expected that they would suffer another catastrophe for the rest of their lives.

"Which sect is so vicious?!" Song Gang carried An Xiaowu on his back, and his palm King Kong bloomed, swinging away one of the crossbow arrows that was shot at him.

"Get back to the city!" I took Long Ke'er's hand and ran towards the city.

Everyone followed me towards the White Bone City, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a person standing on the top of the mountain, it was Zhang Tianzong, the holy son of Wudang.

Zhang Tianyi's face was ugly, and he whispered: "Why are we from Wudang?" ”