The Bone Clan has the ability to transform their bodies into bones, which is difficult for monks to notice, because they often disguise themselves as bones and lurk in the path of monks, raiding monks who pass by. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But this is only their self-preservation, the people of the White Bone Clan are generally docile and peaceful, and they often gather together and sing in the endless White Bone Plain.

"It's ridiculous, singing at the white bones, are they laughing at the incompetence of those dead monks?" the stout man snorted coldly, his fists clenched, maybe his ancestors had fallen into the hands of the white bone clan.

Yun Shangjun shook his head: "There was no White Bone Clan in Heaven and Earth, but it was only because a mysterious huge ancient beast was killed that his dry bones mutated, and this formed the small world of White Bone Ruins. That ancient beast was not trivial, the essence of its body was rich and terrifying, even if it died, it was far from being comparable to other living beings.

Born from the extreme, the death qi produced by the death of the ancient beast was rich to the extreme, and then the vitality was generated, and one after another the white bone clan relied on this vitality, relying on the rich essence left by the ancient beast. Ancient beasts are their ancestors, and any monk who goes to the White Bone Ruins is an enemy in their eyes, and they never leave the White Bone Ruins, but they will always guard the small world formed by the corpses of the ancient beasts. ”

"But in this heaven and earth, all spirits are fighting with each other, and they are the law of the jungle. There are constantly born treasures in the white bone ruins, and there is the essence of life left by ancient beasts, and there will even be the way of ancient beasts, no matter which one it is, it is what the monks want to fight for, there is no right or wrong, but the fate of all living beings. Liu Tongdao said a little gloomily.

"Life is in heaven and earth, there are too many unsatisfactory, without the self-attack of the monks, how can there be erosion, and why there are such casualties. Wouldn't it be better for the monks to be at peace with each other and practice freely, but that is almost impossible to achieve, no one wants to live on the side of powerful others, and no one wants to let hidden dangers continue to spread. Yunshangjun whispered.

Many Tianjiao were silent, and no one said anything for a while.

A few days later, the people who were all ready left the stars and walked through the darkness.

Miserable white, miserable white.

The mountains, rivers, lakes, vegetation, all of them are miserable white, even the sky is faintly white, and there is a round of sun, exuding a miserable white light, a miserable, extremely uncomfortable atmosphere, always entangled in the hearts of everyone. If a mortal comes here, he is afraid that he will not be able to distinguish anything here, and it will not be long before he will go crazy.

Gentle breathing, although full of rich aura, but there is more of that kind of sluggish death power, although the death qi turned into the breath of life after reaching that limit, but the death of the ancient beast has not changed, as long as it is the existence of death, on his corpse, there will be the power of death.

The dead corpse of an ordinary monk will also produce the power of death, only because it is weak, it will not be felt, but this ancient beast is too large, the power is too huge, and the power of death generated by his death is huge, and any monk who comes here can clearly perceive it.

Death is always the number one enemy for any living being, and any living being will feel the same way in the face of this power of death that arises from death.

To live is exciting, to be powerful, to die is disgusting, to have to resist, this is the deepest instinct of life, even if you embark on the path of cultivation and become an immortal in the mouth of mortals, you cannot avoid this instinct.

"If one day you don't feel anything about the power of death, you can't be called a living being. ”

"If you have great power, but you are no longer a living being, then you should be a real puppet of heaven and earth. ”

The Tianjiao whispered a few words, and then rushed in one direction, which was the thirteenth bone cave that the disciples of the Demon Hall said.

Originally, Yun Shangjun had another purpose, but the news that suddenly came out had already been boiling among the monks, and the fragment of Dao Zun's magic weapon, which was an incredible existence, could not fall into the hands of others.

The many monks who came to the White Bone Ruins had made up their minds to get the magic weapon fragments, and the Tianjiao were naturally in the forefront, they were all ambitious, and becoming a saint was only a step forward in their opinion, and their real goal was the Dao Venerable that no one could surpass.

If they get the fragment of the Dao Venerable's magic weapon and comprehend the Dao Venerable's Dao from it, it will save them a lot of time. Although the Dao Venerable's ordinary Dao monks cannot be easily touched, the Tianjiao are extremely qualified, so they naturally do not take these to heart.

There were many monks I met along the way, and many of them began to quarrel because of various contradictions before they reached their destination, and even caused bloodbaths, and many of them fell.

There was obviously blood spilled, but the white earth was still miserable, and all the blood that fell, no matter where it fell, would be absorbed in the next moment, and there was not a drop left, and even the flesh that fell from the blood was like blood, swallowed up by everything below.

Monks kept falling, leaving behind only one skeleton after another, and nothing else.

Ning Fei quietly looked at it with golden Dao eyes, the devoured flesh and blood had turned into essence and converged to the depths of the white bone ruins, and then looked at those skeletons, there was no longer the slightest essence, even the Dao and Principle that once existed in the bones were devoured cleanly, and only meaningless bones remained here.

Just a few breaths, along with those white bones, all wriggled and changed, merging with the mountains and rivers, never to be seen again, and when the breeze blew, their clothes, magic weapons, etc., all became dust and dissipated.

If it weren't for what they had just seen, no one would have thought that there was a corpse lying on this earth.

Looking at the vast and infinite white bone ruins, in this vast and miserable white land of mountains and rivers, I don't know how many monks have fallen.

Forward, keep moving forward, because it is too far away, they keep shuttling with the help of the array in their hands, and they don't know how far they have traveled, and the black hole behind them is almost invisible.

Gradually, sharp bulges began to appear in the distance, and when they got closer, they realized that it was a rib, like a huge thorn, sticking out of the earth and piercing the sky.

"How big the beast must be, I haven't seen one of his ribs until now. Wan Fei was amazed, and everyone looked at the ribs that were even bigger than the stars, and there was a bone hole in each rib, the thirteenth bone hole, which was in the thirteenth rib of the ancient beast.

Getting closer and closer, the huge miserable white thing in front of them filled their field of vision, making them all feel oppressed as monks, not because of their strength and aura, but simply because of their enormity.

"Such a huge creature can transcend the galaxy with its body alone, even if it does not have the slightest cultivation, that kind of vitality is extremely terrifying, and there can be such an existence in heaven and earth. "It's a voice from nearby, and there are Tianjiao hugging like them, and there is also a speed of travel like them.

At this time, when I saw them not far away, my eyes flashed with thick vigilance.

"There are so many Tianjiao in this life, and my generation is not alone. The Lord of the Clouds roared, and walked further with the others, passing through the huge trees like skeletons.

A whooshing sound sounded from below, and bone arrows shot out at a very fast speed from a tricky angle, and by the time the sound came, the bone arrows had already passed through the previous positions of everyone.

"People of the White Bone Clan!" After everyone dodged the bone arrows that suddenly appeared, they all cautiously paid attention to their surroundings, and only those trees were seen in front of them, and there was nothing else, even if the divine thoughts were spread, they could not find that the tree was the people of the White Bone Clan.

The young man holding the white bone sword raised his hand, and a white light shot out, and the huge trees in front of him fell like ice cubes, but in the surprised eyes of everyone, those fallen bone blocks flew up again like a time reclock, forming the tree again.

"Indestructible?" the young man didn't believe it, and swung his sword several times in succession, almost shattering the trees in front of him, and even affecting several trees around him.

There was a loud bang, raising a miserable white dust.

But in the next moment, it was still the same as the original tree, and the destroyed tree was restored in an instant.

The young man holding the white bone sword gritted his teeth secretly, and was about to swing another arrow, but a thick bone-white halberd shot out from the trees he had destroyed, and a figure with the same bone-white color flashed faintly.

The bone-white halberd was so powerful that the young man cut it off with a sword, and he was shocked to shed a trace of blood.

As if his dignity had been insulted, the young man was furious, a talisman was attached to the white bone sword, a clear sound trembled, and a strong aura erupted from the ancient sword, and the power that pierced everything almost turned into a light flame like a substance, burning fiercely on the white bone sword, as if it was not a short sword in the young man's hand, but a bone-white flame.

"This is, it turned out to be the bones of the Sage, this sword is by no means under the magic weapon forged by the gods, and the power exerted at this time is completely comparable to the Nine Heavens of the Emperor. ”

"Fortunately, the power of his sage cannot be fully displayed, otherwise I will have to surrender at this moment, but even so, it is already very terrifying. ”

"Damn, this kind of aura will only cause endless trouble. ”

The Tianjiao were shocked, enduring this amazing aura, if it weren't for the fact that their bloodlines were very human, at this moment, they were just rushed by the breath of this white bone sword, and they didn't know how many people would tremble and kneel down.

There was a sound of falling in the distance, it was the other monks who had rushed here, although there were not a few emperors among them, and there were even some high-ranking emperors, but in the sudden appearance of the sage aura, their bodies trembled, their souls trembled, and they fell into the air one by one, kneeling on the ground and trembling.

There were even some unlucky people, the place where they fell was filled with bone spurs that pierced the sky, and their trembling bodies were easily pierced.

No blood flowed out, and their flesh quickly melted away, and then their bones were gone, leaving only the bone spurs remaining.

"Woooooooooo ”

Screams resounded from the woods, and the branches of one tree after another wriggled, swelled in the blink of an eye, and then became bone-white.

They are all white bones, with pale complexion, pale hair, and pale eyes, and other than that, they are almost indistinguishable from humans. At this time, they all had angry expressions, staring at the young man holding the white bone sword with grief and indignation, and the eyes full of hatred almost wanted to tear the young man to pieces.

The surroundings were full of tragedy, and the White Bone Clan gritted their teeth, and weapons condensed from white bones quickly appeared in their hands, each of which was shot straight at the young man.

With youth as the center, it was like a white bone flower blooming at this moment, but no one thought it was beautiful, and the killing intent precipitated in the void made this place cold and abnormal, almost freezing the soul, and making the mind run slowly.