readx;?“ Yo, this spine is quite vindictive, and he actually wants to kill both of us. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Looking at the oncoming backbone, Jiang Li smiled disdainfully, it is certainly the source of King Joan of Arc's strength, but without King Joan of Arc's body, this backbone alone is no longer to be feared!

"Whew!~"

Jiang Li casually threw out the giant axe and threw it straight to the spine of King Joan of Arc.

At the same time, his hands were quickly superimposed, pinching out a handprint, his spiritual sense surging rapidly, and bursts of spiritual fluctuations were stirring in this tomb, and the black and white two fats and lonely trees all looked at Jiang Li, as well as the extremely fast and strong backbone.

"Poof!~"

There was a soft sound, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, not long after Jiang Li's sword had just been refined, the second-order peak-quality giant axe Yuan Soldier was actually swept by the spine, leaving a round hole with the thickness of the spine on the axe.

This, this spine's attack is too strong, isn't it? It can actually penetrate the second-order peak Yuan soldier, it is simply extremely sharp!

Everyone is a martial artist, with extremely strong eyesight, and they can see very clearly, the surface of the giant axe soldier, the small hole penetrated by the backbone, is extremely round, and there is not even a trace of crack around!

What does this mean?

This shows that in front of the backbone, the giant axe is as fragile as tofu! When it passes through, it does not break the giant axe, but shoots tofu like a sharp arrow, leaving only a small hole.

"Whoosh!~"

The spine pierced through the giant axe, and there was no delay at all, and it still shot at Jiang Li at a rapid speed, looking at the posture, it seemed that he wanted to kill Jiang Li, the enemy who had lost his body.

When the spine came, Jiang Li's face did not have a trace of panic, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his hands quickly pinched out the last spiritual decision.

"Hmph, the demonic qi that has not yet given birth to wisdom dares to act in front of Ben Shao!"

A black light suddenly lit up on his hands, and then,

"Demon Fighting!"

Jiang Li let out a low snort, and under the stunned gaze of Gumu and the black and white two fat, he didn't dodge the extremely sharp backbone, but suddenly stretched out his hands and slapped it at the backbone.

Hearing Jiang Li's low drink, everyone naturally knew that Jiang Li was performing a spiritual decision, and listening to the name, it seemed to be a spiritual decision that specialized in restraining demonic energy.

However, thinking that the spine penetrated the shoulder of the lone tree and the giant axe, everyone couldn't help but worry, Jiang Li could really surrender this backbone?

The black and white two fat are worried about Jiang Li's comfort, and Gumu is worried that Jiang Li will be in danger if he dies.

In Gumu's eyes, in addition to being able to escape quickly, the black and white two fat are scum, and now he has been seriously injured, if Jiang Li is killed by his spine again, then he will have to leave a life here today.

"Poof!~"

A burst of violent black smoke came out, but Jiang Li's hands instantly grabbed the body of the spine, and in the nervous gaze of everyone, the sharpness of the spine stopped only three inches from Jiang Li's chest.

As if he had met a nemesis, the black smoke demonic qi on his spine dissipated rapidly, making a violent corrosive sound, as if Jiang Li's hands had the effect of corrosive demonic energy, and his spine was grabbed by him and immediately became a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Poof!~"

Jiang Li silently swallowed the blood that rushed to his throat, in fact, even if he cast the "Demon Fight", which had a restraining effect on the spine, but grabbing it flying at high speed still shocked him with internal injuries.

Counting the large and small injuries in front of him, Jiang Li was almost at the end of his life at this time.

"Whoosh!~"

The black and white two fat fell beside Jiang Li, looking around vigilantly, wrapping the lonely wood.

The reduction of demonic qi continued, and the extremely powerful spine struggled violently in Jiang Li's hands, but it couldn't break free, obviously it was very powerful, but it was all useless, under the suppression of "Demon Fighting", the power of demonic qi was reduced to the lowest point, even if it had great ability, but it couldn't be used.

Soon, half of the demonic energy dissipated, and half of the three-foot-long spine had regained its calm, exuding a white light, and there was no trace of demonic energy, very magical, with tiny dragon-shaped carvings on the surface, and many non-lethal marks, which looked more beautiful than beautifully crafted handicrafts.

Ten zhang away from Jiang Li's front, Lone Wood was half-leaning against the mountain wall, his breath was very weak, and he couldn't see his expression while wearing a veil, but his eyes kept falling on the spine in Jiang Li's hand, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It seemed that the injury was too serious, he took out an unknown healing pill from the storage bag, and silently regained his strength after taking it.

The dispersion of the demonic qi became slower and slower in the end, and the struggle of the demonic qi became more and more intense, as if he had a spirit, knowing that he was going to be destroyed, he tried his best to resist the black qi emanating from Jiang Li's hands.

I don't know how long it took, but finally, with a piercing friction sound, Jiang Li's hands ran down his spine, completely separating and annihilating the last trace of demonic qi from his spine!

"Hum!~"

Like Longquan, when all the demonic qi dissipated, the spine made a sword-like sound, a bright but not dazzling light lingered on the spine, bursts of sharp breath rushed to the face, and the nearest black and white two fat even felt that his cheeks were shaved faintly painful.

Treasure awakened!

Without the contamination of demonic energy, the spine regained its original appearance and manifested its own spirituality.

At this moment, in the eyes of the lonely wood in front of him, a trace of red fruit essence flashed.

Not caring about Gumu's performance, Jiang Li looked at the spine in his hand with satisfaction, and admired King Joan of Arc even more in his heart.

Being able to refine his spine into a bone soldier in the Wuzun Realm is shocking enough in the Ten Directions Divine Heaven, and it is estimated that only those perverts who can even kill their wives and abandon their daughters for the sake of martial arts can achieve it.

Moreover, the backbone of King Joan of Arc was refined by him perfectly, and every inch was refined to the strongest level that could be refined in the Martial Venerable Realm, so it can be said that it is difficult for those martial artists who specialize in refining the hegemonic body to reach this level.

After playing with it twice in his hand, Jiang Li showed a knowing smile.

Since his rebirth, although he has refined weapons for himself many times, to be honest, he himself is not very satisfied, and now with this backbone, he only needs to refine it a little, and finally has a worthy weapon, and he no longer has to worry about not being able to perform when he fights in the future.

There is an old saying in the sages that it is difficult for a good woman to steam without rice.

This phrase is used in martial arts, the same when.

Even though Jiang Li was reborn as a martial ancestor, he had thousands of means hidden in his heart, but he had never had a competent Yuan soldier who was enough for him to play wantonly, and he always shrank back in the face of danger, and many methods could not be used.

And at such a time, the spine appeared, as long as it was there, Jiang Li's strength would be increased several times.

This is a whole Wuzun bone soldier, think at the beginning, in the secret realm to get a finger skull soldier of Wuzun, Jiang Li is full of enough choke, not to mention this whole root now? And a discerning person can see that this spine bone soldier of King Joan of Arc, in terms of texture alone, is not comparable to that finger bone.