Click, click!

The footsteps lightly stepped on, and the white bones on the ground clicked.

Chu Wangxian's feet stepped on the head of a dragon skeleton that was thousands of feet long, the skeleton of this giant dragon stood tall and upright, as if it was unyielding and maintained a biting posture, and its sharp fangs were still flickering with cold light.

Looking at it, this skeleton was not the largest, but there were dragon bones that were three or four times larger than this.

Thousands of miles of bones in the sea of bones, forest and white bone hell, thousands of dragon bones stacked together, stretching beyond the horizon.

This is the Fierce Plough Ghost Mountain.

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas|The East Classic of the Great Wilderness" contains: "In the northeast corner of the Great Wilderness, there is a mountain called the fierce plough mound. Ying Long is at the South Pole, killing Chiyou and Kuafu. ”

Fierce Plough Mountain, the holy mountain of the Yinglong clan. There are fierce plough mountains in the human world and the demon world, and the name of the fierce plough is the meaning of the holy land of the dragon.

And the fierce plough ghost mountain is the burial place of the Ying Long clan after their death for 10,000 years.

The Ying Long buried in it has a terrifying existence that participated in the civil strife of the Five Minicatures 10,000 years ago, and a terrifying existence that killed Chiyou and Kuafu 5,000 years ago.

"Master, it's done, what should we do now!"

Ji Kang asked quietly.

"They beat theirs, we do ours. ”

Chu Wangxian squeezed the corners of his eyebrows and looked up at the top of his head.

They are on the verge of the battlefield.

I saw a huge golden formation across the sky, shining brilliantly, covering thousands of miles. The sound of chanting echoed like a bell.

It is composed of sixty-four Confucian immortals, and it is composed of eight vertical and eight horizontal teams.

八佾 (yì) array.

"Eternal Giant, Ten Thousand Saints Immortal Master!"

The sound of cheers came from all sides, gathering the power of sixty-four immortals, and big golden characters appeared in the sky.

"Kill!"

"Body!"

"Done!"

"Jen!"

Each of these four words contains a huge amount of energy, shaking the sky, as if the whole world is shrouded in these four words.

The four characters shot out like the sun, shining brightly, shining on the millions of ghost soldiers arranged in a military array, making the ghost soldiers engraved with gold patterns, invulnerable, and multiplying their combat power.

This is clearly an increase in the state.

"Confucius asked the ghost army to put up such a formation, and it was clear that he wanted to interfere with Jiang Ziya. ”

Chu Wangxian looked at the overwhelming beast tide on the other side.

Dragons, tigers, lions, snakefish, phoenix sparrowhawks, thousands of them, stacked together, looking from afar, like monstrous waves.

The war between Confucius and Jiang Ziya has started, but unfortunately it is only a battle at the moment, and all the people sent are millions of cannon fodder, and there is nothing to look forward to.

Looking at the strict ghost army, Chu Wangxian suddenly thought of something.

"I see that this ghost army has a neat lineup, the armor is smooth, and there is not a trace of dirty blood, when you rush out of the ghost world, are you fighting with the Buddha Gate?"

Chu Wangxian asked Ji Kang.

In the ghost world, Buddhism has been fighting with Nuwa, gradually occupying most of the ghost world, and establishing eighteen layers of hell, imprisoning the soul, and finally forcing Nuwa into a desperate situation in the ghost world.

This time, Nuwa rushed out of the ghost world, and she had to take revenge.

"Master, this is still the first battle of the ghost army, when we rushed out of the ghost world, the Buddha Gate automatically gave up the upper nine layers of hell of the eighteen layers of hell and made way of the way,"

Ji Kang patiently explained.

"Clever!"

There are many smart people in Buddhism, and they know that Nuwa gets the body, and if she dies with Nuwa, she will definitely lose a lot of money and cheapen others, so she simply doesn't do anything, gives up part of the ghost world and hell to Nuwa, let her compete with others, and finally they reap the benefits of the fisherman.

In this world, troubled times have just arisen.

Like the Second World War, Buddhism wants to be the North America, and when the countries are in tatters, they will clean up the mess.

How could Chu Wangxian let Buddhism get his way.

"Go!"

Chu Wangxian's right hand flicked his fingers and buried a bunch of branches into the ground.

The black branches quickly plunged into the bones of the forest beneath his feet, and in the blink of an eye, black shoots appeared, and the shoots grew new branches and sprouts.

After a hundred breaths, a branch turns into a hundred-foot-long beam.

"Soul Returning Wood!"

Ji Kang was shocked in his heart, he had been in the ghost world for two thousand years, and his knowledge was already extraordinary.

The Soul Returning Wood can devour the ghost energy and grow the spirit, and the final fruit can bring people back to life.

Although this tree is precious, it can also be found in the ghost world, especially suitable for growing in the desperate situation of the ghost world, but it is not easy to mature, and it is said to be ripe once in 1,500 years. The fruit is like a flash in the pan and is very susceptible to withering.

For Ji Kang, he was a little surprised, if Chu Wangxian wanted to plant the Soul Rejuvenation Wood here, he would not be able to wait for the result, and he would inevitably end up making other people's wedding clothes.

To be honest, although Chu Wangxian had a Suihuang Ming wood core, which could increase the growth speed of the soul rejuvenation wood by a hundred times, it would still be a year and a half to shorten it for fifteen hundred years.

After waiting for a year and a half, the daylily has cooled early.

In Chu Wangxian's opinion, his purpose was not here, but another purpose.

In the place where the souls gather, the Soul Returning Wood can absorb the ghost qi and grow continuously, which is just right for Chu Wangxian to lay a large enough formation in the ground to cover the ghost army and the beast tide, and wipe out Confucius and Jiang Ziya.

"Break the keel, I'll be of great use!"

Chu Wangxian ordered everyone again.

There are many huge keels around him, but at this moment, there is no energy, so he naturally cannot maintain the strength before his death. Mother-in-law, Ji Kang and others, the strength is even more than 100,000 catties.

Bang bang bang!

Little by little, the keel was kneaded and ground into powder. In an instant, he pinched as many as 10,000 catties.

Chu Wangxian grabbed the dragon bone powder in his hand, threw it into the sky, and spit out flames from his mouth and began to burn, this action was like firing ceramics.

After a while.

Tens of thousands of catties of bone meal calcined out impurities, leaving only a three-meter-long hammered white bone, the white bone is crystal like jade, it is obviously a very beautiful work of art, at least my grandmother thinks so.

"Go on!"

Chu Wangxian kept urging everyone to work, he used tens of thousands of tons of dragon bone powder to refine new white bones, and finally this section of white bones was pieced together and pieced together into a huge bone dragon.

"What is it done by grinding the keel into powder and firing it into a new bone? Alchemy is not alchemy, and the refining tool is not a refining tool!"

Mother-in-law and Ji Kang watched from the sidelines, feeling strange in their hearts. They don't know what the use of such a dragon bone carving is, what is Chu Wangxian going to do now?

"Bang bang bang!"

Chu Wangxian ejected another seed into the dragon eagle's body, and the emerald green vines grew slowly, tightly wrapping the dragon bone, growing in the cracks of the bones.

This is the undead tree, that is, the branch of the peach tree, and at this moment the rattan wraps the bones, as if forming the muscles of the white bone dragon carving.

"Almost!"

Chu Wangxian estimated that it was almost there, and stepped on his right foot to urge the formation. In an instant, the ground lit up like a lamp, dazzling people's eyes. The branches of the Soul Tree on the ground form an intricate pattern.

This sudden scene made Confucius and Jiang Ziya, who were in the midst of the confrontation, stunned, and they clearly felt the large array under their feet.

"Could it be that the other party launched a hidden formation?"

Confucius and Jiang Ziya thought of it together, and their eyes looked in the direction of Chu Wangxian at the same time.