"You're trying to kill me and make me a soul ring?"

"The Nether Sculpture has become a soul ring. You and him are just one after the other!" Xue Di said coldly.

"Hmph, the Nether Eagle is just a mutated chick, can it match me?" the Nether Bone Dragon snorted.

"The speed of the Nether Eagle is a little worse than yours, but in other respects he is no worse than you, a dead mutated bone dragon!" the Ice Emperor sneered.

"Haha...... Hahaha...... It seems that I haven't shown up for too long, you guys are definitely bullying me, right?" The Nether Bone Dragon sneered and looked at the Ice Emperor indifferently, the crazy surge of Sen Luo's lifeless anger in his eyes.

"You should just be a bone dragon that mutated after the death of a dragon, but because of some special reasons in Netherworld Jedi and your death aura is a little stronger, do you dare to be so confident?" Yang Yu said with a sneer.

"You are that human being, your breath is not bad, much stronger than that ice scorpion, but do you think that with the current strength of the three of you, you can kill me?"

"Won't you understand if you try it?" Yang Yu smiled slightly, the Xingtian Martial Soul disappeared above Yang Yu's body, and the nine brilliant soul rings also disappeared into the space, leaving only Yang Yu in a black power suit, holding a pitch-black spear in his hand, quietly looking at the Netherworld Bone Dragon, two gold and four red, a total of one soul ring rhythmic around Yang Yu's body.

"In that case, then the three of you will be in the Nether Jedi forever, and you don't have to leave again!" the Nether Bone Dragon smiled coldly, and its body turned into an afterimage.

"Get out!" The golden light in Yang Yu's eyes flashed, and the fifth soul ring of Ling Tian Emperor Crocodile flashed violently, and the golden light of the Creation Divine Spear in his hand burst into flames, and then it was picked up by Yang Yu and smashed into the void beside him.

"Roar!" The dragon's roar came from the void, and a huge white bone claw slammed into Yang Yu's Creation Spear, and the rich spatial power flowed wildly in his palm.

However, the energy on the Creation Divine Spear was too terrifying, and the entire void was shattered by Yang Yu's Creation Divine Spear, and a large area of space was directly shattered at the moment when the Creation Divine Spear swept over, and the body of the Nether Bone Dragon also appeared from the space. With a look of horror in his eyes, he could only wrap his hands in the rich spatial power and face the Creation Divine Spear.

The spear carried a fierce golden light, like the sun turning backwards, and the golden light flowed out, colliding with a pair of jade-like netherworld bone claws, and the Mithril energy gave the golden brilliance to smile.

Eventually, the golden light dissipated into the void, and Mithril faded away without a trace.

In the end, only a pair of jade bone claws were left, and a pitch-black spear that shimmered with a cold luster, a pair of bones, and a real collision with a spear!

The explosion erupted, and the collision between the bone and the gun made the space collapse, time stopped, and a stream of pitch-black energy turbulence escaped from the junction of the bone and the gun, cutting out the black power suit on the body, and a wisp of blood shot out, and above the body of the Nether Bone Dragon, the black death qi was dissolved, revealing the crystal jade bones in it!

"Click!" "Click!"

The sound of shattering followed, clear in the ears, Yang Yu and the Second Emperor of Ice and Snow clearly understood that this was the shattering of the bones, the bones of the Netherworld Bone Dragon were cracked, broken!

"No...... Impossible, the golden energy just now has been offset by my spatial power, how can this attack of yours still be so powerful, impossible!" The body of the Nether Bone Dragon disappeared in an instant and appeared in an instant, looking at a pair of broken palm bones, the dead qi was raging!

"Nothing is impossible, the golden energy just now is just the weakest part of my attack this time, if it weren't for your spatial ability that made you escape, this time it's not as simple as a pair of hands, don't want these two arms of yours!" Yang Yu smiled slightly, the Creation Divine Spear in his hand was held in his hand, and the dark and ordinary spear body faintly exuded a wave of energy fluctuations, extremely faint.

It was so obscure that the Ice Emperor and the Snow Emperor did not find it, and the Nether Bone Dragon, as an opponent, also did not find it, leaving only a heart of horror.

"Don't waste time with you, I still have a bet to win. The corners of Yang Yu's mouth rose, and the brilliance of the Creation Divine Spear Misil in his hand flashed, and the sixth soul ring emitted a blood-red energy light,

And Yang Yu's body had also appeared behind the Nether Bone Dragon, holding a pitch-black spear in his hand, piercing through the Nether Bone Dragon's chest, and the head of the spear flashed with a cold luster.

And where Yang Yu was standing, where was Yang Yu with a smile on his face, a gentle smile was always present in the eyes of the Nether Bone Dragon, but this smile made a chill rise in the Nether Bone Dragon's heart.

Lowering his head, a pitch-black spear was frightened that his forehead had pierced his body through a transparent one, and the corners of the Nether Bone Dragon's mouth had a frightened look, and the expression in his eyes changed again and again!

"The Way of Strength, Eight Desolations of Weixi Town!" Yang Yu sighed softly, and the Creation Divine Spear was withdrawn from the Nether Bone Dragon's body, but it left a stream of energy in it, an energy that made the whole world tremble.

"Click!" "Click!" "Click......"

The body of the Nether Bone Dragon was like a real person, flesh and blood, but at this time, cracks were spreading inch by inch, and the sound of bones cracking was incomparably clear in the barren and silent Netherworld Jedi.

The Nether Bone Dragon's body seemed to be frozen, just standing there, looking at the more and more cracks in his chest, without the slightest movement, even the death aura that wrapped his body was gradually dissipating.

"Nether Bone Dragon, you can go and report!" Yang Yu smiled slightly, quietly looking at the Nether Bone Dragon.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The explosions sounded again and again, and pieces of crystal bones spilled from the sky, and finally all fell on the Netherworld Jedi, a crystalline, shining like jade nitrogen-like brilliance of the bone dragon lying on the scorched earth, the dragon power diffused out, there was no death breath, only the kind of heaven and earth, the only powerful dragon power!

"Nether Bone Dragon, is this considered a detachment after death?" Yang Yu was stunned for a moment, looking at the dragon power that was gradually getting stronger, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if the appearance of the bone dragon was not the original intention, but the special power in the Netherworld Jedi.