After going through hardships and bloody battles along the way, He Wuxian finally came to the second floor of the temple. [.800book super good novels], the latest chapter interview wèn:.

As soon as he entered the second level of the temple, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

This floor is very different from the previous floors.

It's not dark, and you can see the starlit sky overhead, like the starry sky on a summer night, with thousands of stars shining brightly.

Surrounded by the endless wilderness of the Gobi, there are gravel, mounds and sandy beaches everywhere you look, and there is no grass and a cold wind howling.

He Wuxian shrouded the surroundings with his divine sense, and when he looked at the radius of ten miles, he found that there were white bone skeletons everywhere.

Some are the bones of demon beasts, some are human, and some are like demons, or other races.

All in all, on the desolate and desolate wasteland Gobi, there are white skeletons lying everywhere, looking extremely decadent and full of death.

The little green dragon flew in the sky, scouting the surrounding situation, and the little 'hairy' ball squatted on He Wuxie's shoulder, his eyes rolling drippingly.

"Boss, look, it's the bones of the eighth-level demon beast Sword Winged Beast, although it has been dead for an unknown number of thousands of years, but the bones have not yet shattered. ”

"Boss, look over there, it's the warrior of the Tata people. Look at his bones, they can still remain as crystal white as 'jade', and there are also 'waves' of Yuan Force in them, which shows that this guy was at least a powerhouse in the Martial Emperor Realm during his lifetime. ”

"Boss, look ......"

He Wuxian walked over the wasteland Gobi, and the little 'hairy' balls also chattered non-stop, constantly introducing him to the origin of those white bone skeletons.

Hearing it talking eloquently and talking like a river, He Wuxian suddenly felt that it was 'good' to have a small 'hairy' ball by his side.

At least, this little guy is like a jack of all trades and seems to know a little bit about everything.

He Wuxian thought that he could listen to the little 'hairy' ball tell the story, and soon he would be able to find the big 'door' of blood and enter the next layer.

But it turns out that the further you go underground, the more dangerous it becomes.

Soon, he encountered the strictest crisis since entering the temple.

I don't know when it began, on the surrounding wasteland Gobi, there were "click" sounds one after another.

One after another, the white skeletons that had fallen on the ground, in the sand, and under the rocks stood up strangely.

They were all armed with swords and axes made of skeletons, and they surrounded He Wuxi.

Those white skeletons that had been sleeping for an unknown number of thousands of years seemed to suddenly have life.

They lined up in a uniform line, rushing towards He Wuxi.

Hearing the sound of "click" around him, as well as the dull footsteps, He Wuxian hurriedly stopped.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw thousands of white skeletons rushing towards him in the wasteland far away behind him. Read the full text of the latest chapter.800BOOK

At this moment, Xiao Qinglong, who had been in charge of reconnaissance in Qianzhang Air, also reported the situation to him.

"Master, there are a large number of skeleton warriors rushing over from the front and back, and the preliminary estimate is that there are tens of thousands. ”

He Wuxian was shocked in his heart, but asked quietly: "What about the strength? What is the strength of these skeleton warriors? What about the strongest among them?"

"Most of the skeleton warriors are only equivalent to the realm of martial artists and martial arts, and about one percent of the skeletons have the realm of martial kings. ”

After receiving Xiao Qinglong's reply, He Wuxian raised his eyebrows: "Isn't there a Martial Emperor realm?"

"I haven't found it yet. Xiao Qinglong replied affirmatively.

He Wuxian nodded secretly, and had a plan in his heart. "It looks like the leader of these skeletons hasn't appeared yet. ”

Based on his previous experience, he knew very well that the monsters in each floor of the temple had a powerful leader.

With a strength equivalent to the realm of the Martial Emperor, it is very difficult to deal with.

At this moment, the sound of whistling through the air came from behind itself, and a group of miserable white and gray skeletons were flying by.

He Wuxian looked at it, and the fastest was a group of flying birds and skeletons.

The skeletons of those birds, I couldn't tell what kind of birds they were, and now all that was left were skeletons, but they were still huge like houses.

Hundreds of birds and skeletons rushed over, carrying a hurricane that swept the heavens and the earth, like a storm.

Each flying bird skeleton has the strength equivalent to that of a Martial King, and hundreds of them rush to kill together, which is enough to kill an ordinary Martial Emperor.

But He Wuxian was fearless, flapped his blood flame wings and flew into the sky, holding the blood-drinking knife and rushing to kill head-on.

"Heaven and earth collapse!"

The ten-zhang long huge sword light slashed into the group of skeletons, instantly slashing several bird skeletons into pieces.

"Eight Desolations!"

Eight hundred golden 'colored' sword rays slashed out, enveloping a radius of thousands of feet, and immediately tore more than twenty flying bird skeletons.

The little green dragon and the little 'hairy' ball were not far behind, and they used their tricks to kill those flying birds and skeletons.

In just half an hour, hundreds of flying bird skeletons were killed.

And at this time, thousands of skeleton warriors rushed to kill, so that He Wuxian had no time to breathe at all.

Thousands of miserable white 'colored' skeletons gathered together like a white 'color' ocean, instantly drowning He Wuxian and the two little pets.

But He Wuxian is like a reef in the 'waves' of the sea, no matter how the skeleton warrior hits, it will always stand.

The blood-drinking knife conjured up thousands of sword shadows in his hands, swaying thousands of brilliant and violent sword lights, constantly bringing down batch after batch of skeleton warriors.

However, to his dismay, these skeleton warriors were all immortal.

Even if he slashed the skeleton in two with a single sword, the skeleton could still continue to kill.

Therefore, he could always see the skeleton with only half of its body left and no head, also rushing to kill with a sword.

and those skulls without a body even whistling and flying in the sky, opening their mouths to "click, click" and bite.

All in all, these skeletons are badly beaten but unkillable, and they are very difficult to deal with.

However, after fighting for a while, He Wuxian finally found out what the problem was.

Skeletons are dead creatures, without consciousness or intelligence.

The reason why these skeletons can fight and fight, and they also have good combat effectiveness, is precisely because they are controlled by ghosts.

Inside the skull of each skeleton warrior, there is a gray flame, which is the soul flame of the ghost.

Ghosts are a confluence of soul power and have no real body.

But the combination of ghosts and skeletons makes them very powerful, not only with consciousness and intelligence, but also with entities.

"I see, as long as I extinguish the soul fire, I can completely destroy these skeletons. ”

Find the crux of the problem, and the problem will be solved.

He Wuxian attacked again, and the target was directly aimed at the soul fire inside the skull.

He no longer casts Yuan Force attacks, and shuttles through the group of skeletons like a shuttle, performing melee attacks.

Because, his efficiency in extinguishing the soul fire with Yuan Force is too low.

The purple flame on the blood-drinking knife is the nemesis of any soul power, and it has a miraculous effect on soul fire.

I saw his figure flickering, and the blood-drinking knife flew up and down, out of nowhere.

The purple flames emanating from the blade's body continued to sweep through the skeleton warriors around them, devouring one soul fire after another.

In this way, the efficiency of killing skeleton warriors is indeed much faster.

But wherever He Wuxian flew by, one skeleton after another fell as if he were cutting wheat.

Amazingly, the soul fire of those skeleton warriors was consumed, but the bones were all intact and continued to lie quietly on the ground.

He Wuxian fought like this for half a day, wiping out more than 3,000 soul fires.

Then, a system prompt sounded in his head.

"Ding! Trigger the Divine Soldier's Special Effect Knife Soul, the Blood Drinking Knife absorbs the power of the target's soul, and successfully condenses a Dry Bone Knife Soul. ”

"Dry Bone Knife Soul: Don't ask about the road to heaven, you will succeed in ten thousand bones. Blade Soul Effect: Summons billions of skeletons to devour the target. ”

Hearing this prompt, He Wuxian was stunned for a moment, and then immediately 'revealed' a smile.

"Heh, that's okay? yes, yes, let's keep killing. ”

Slay the skeleton warriors, devour the soul fire, and even condense the sword soul.

This is undoubtedly great news for He Wuxi, and it also makes him even more warlike.

The Gobi, a wasteland under the starry sky, fell into a tragic battle again.

Thousands of skeleton warriors have become the souls of the blood-drinking knives.

Four hours later, He Wuxian slaughtered more than 3,000 skeleton warriors, once again condensing a dry bone sword soul.

Eight hours later, more than 10,000 skeleton warriors had been killed, and a third Dry Bone Knife Soul had been added to the Blood Drinking Knife.

Now, the group of skeletons that were originally surging like a sea 'tide' have all fallen to the ground, and they have turned into white bones and been buried by the wind and sand.

He Wuxian, who had killed 10,000 skeletons, was also exhausted and panting, his body was exhausted, and his whole body was about to collapse.

Single-handedly, with the help of two small pets, slay more than 11,000 skeleton warriors in one day.

This record is shocking, but it's a pity that no one knows except He Wuhate himself, and no one is shocked and cheered.

If he was an ordinary second-level martial emperor, he would have been divided by more than 10,000 skeleton warriors a long time ago.

Only He Wuhate this demon, not only killed all the skeletons, but also did not get seriously injured.

He held the blood-drinking knife, held his 'chest' and gasped, and did not forget to take out a condensing pill to swallow.

The Divine Pills can not only restore the body and Yuan Li, but also treat the vast majority of injuries, which can be described as a healing divine 'medicine'.

Why don't you hate to use the Condensing Pill instead of the Yuan Spirit Stone to restore the Yuan power, this is simply a violent and extravagant behavior.

But he knew that there was a lot of danger here, and there would inevitably be even greater danger in the future, so he had to keep his body full and his yuan strength full.

Sure enough, not long after he took the Concentration Pill, the earth not far away shook violently.

On the Gobi Desert, which was full of sand and gravel, a huge ravine ten feet wide was cracked.

A gray mist rose into the sky and coalesced into a gray cloud.

The gray cloud flew quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was thousands of feet away in front of He Wuxian.

It was only then that He Wuxian could see clearly through the gray fog that there was a behemoth hidden in the gray cloud.

It was a skeletal monster that was nearly 100 feet in size and as large as a hill.

It had no flesh or fur, only a gray skeleton of bones, covered in a thick gray mist.

It has the body of a divine dragon, but it is different from the size of the little green dragon, with a pair of wings stretched out under its abdomen.

Although, now it is only a skeleton of bones, and it is full of the smell of decay and death.

But it's not hard to imagine what a mighty dragon it once was.

He Wuxian's eyes widened, looking at the bone dragon in front of him with only skeletons left, and his face became solemn.

"Ghost Dragon?Top ninth-level demon beast, terrifying giant beast whose strength is comparable to that of a ninth-level Martial Emperor?!"

It is recorded in the brief history of Zhongzhou that Jiaolong is the top ninth-level demon beast, and its bones will not rot for thousands of years after death.

The ghost dragon in front of He Wuxian was also a dragon back then, but for some reason it became like this.