The golden fists slammed into the two human monks, and at the same time, they unleashed their falling swords and slashed at the white bone cage behind them.

There were two loud bangs, and under Chu Tianyun's seventy percent powerful punch, the chests of the two Terran monks were instantly dented, and they flew straight to the side of the young man in gorgeous clothes, and the falling sword also slashed on the top of the white bone cage, making a loud roar.

The entire white bone cage trembled violently under the falling sword, and the white streamer on it rotated extremely quickly, gradually stabilizing the white bone cage.

When Chu Tian retracted the Void Sword, the effect achieved was unsatisfactory. Although the Falling Sword left a half-foot-deep trace on the white bone cage, the thickness of the white bone cage reached a full two feet, even if the young man in Chinese clothes didn't do anything and watched Chu Tian's falling sword slash, it would take four swords to cut off a white bone, and eight swords to barely make a way out, this was still the case of Chu Tian using all his strength.

It seems that the idea of breaking the white bone cage with force is hopeless, so the only way to do it now is to kill the owner of the white bone cage, the young man in Huafu, and when the time comes, the white bone cage without someone will naturally be self-defeating, thinking of this, Chu Tian's eyes flashed.

Sensing the killing intent in Chu Tian's eyes, the young man in gorgeous clothes shook his hand, showed a smug look on his face, and said with a light smile: "Trapped in the array, it seems that I have another corpse slave with great potential." ”

The eight corpses lying on the ground were resurrected one after another under the effect of the green gas sprinkled in the hands of the young man in Chinese clothes, and after getting up from the feet of the young man in Chinese clothes, the two corpses flew up in one direction, watching the young man's hands rotate rapidly, as if there were many invisible lines in his hands, controlling the actions of these corpses like marionettes.

The two corpses of the monks who had been dented by Chu Tian's heavy punches were now rushing in one direction as if they were nothing, Chu Tian looked at the wounds on his arms that were scratched by the nails of the two monks' corpses, and now they were black, and the old injuries were not healed and new injuries were added, and the most fatal thing was that there was a numbing sensation of mosquitoes gnawing on this wound at all times, which was also the case that Chu Tian was a powerful body cultivator who had a great resistance to toxicity, and if he was another monk who refined his mana, he would have died of poison in the heart of the poisonous gas.

Chu Tian pinched his fists, and part of the spiritual power in his body was differentiated, blocking the further penetration of the corpse poison on his arms, and on the other hand, he urged the wind god wings to leave a series of afterimages in the white bone cage, but he was not close to the white bone cage, and he could always get out of the puppet corpse controlled by the young man in Chinese clothes first, and gradually approach the young man in Chinese clothes.

Sensing Chu Tian's intention to approach him, the young man in Chinese clothes who was trying to seek an opportunity to kill him with one blow silently escaped the claws of a strange beast from his body, the flesh and blood inside had already been hollowed out, and the silver-white sharp claws shone in the sun. The young man in the costume put his right hand into the beast claw glove, and his left hand continued to control the approach of the puppet corpse, tearing a claw in the air.

When the young man in Chinese clothes put on a beast claw that was more than twice the palm of a normal person's hand, Chu Tian finally understood what was dead in front of these corpses that were manipulated into puppets by him, and he didn't dare to peep at this beast claw, so he carried ten percent of his strength, and the heavy water droplets in his hand flowed all over the right fist, turning into a blue glove, fist to claw.

A sound like a brocade cracking silk came from the place where the two were fighting, and the powerful impact bounced the two of them away at the same time.

Bang, the young man in the costume flew up and crashed into the white bone cage and spit out a mouthful of blood, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more hideous, looking at Chu Tian's eyes as if he had found a very interesting toy, his eyes were eager to know how hard this toy was.

Chu Tian took dozens of steps back in a row, then reflexively swept his legs, knocked down the two approaching Wing Clan puppets, and took advantage of this to rise into the air, retracting the heavy water beads that were scattered into water droplets into the space ring, and the back of his right hand twitched uncontrollably, and Yin Hong's blood dripped down.

If it weren't for the extremely heavy water beads, Chu Tian understood that he might not be able to take advantage of the young man in Chinese clothes in terms of strength, and now the heavy water beads were broken up twice in a day, and it would take a long period of recuperation before they could be used again.

The first physical battle did not take advantage of the hands of the same level, Chu Tian was a little surprised, but while staying in the air, the eight puppet corpses under the Chinese costume boy were close to his body again, and he did not intend to let Chu Tian have another chance to get close to the Chinese costume boy.

If you don't deal with the puppet corpses of the mortals around you first, you can only be consumed to death in this white bone cage, and Chu Tian is very clear about the plan of the young man in Chinese clothes.

The plane no longer shuttled between the puppet corpses, silently reciting the spiritual formula in his mouth, the ten fingers danced like lightning, and the sparks compressed by the scorching sun detonated in the entire cage, engulfing the entire white bone cage.

This kind of indiscriminate attack and range attack can only be done by people like Chu Tian who only hold themselves and are physically strong, and ordinary people can only do this with the same fate.

As soon as hundreds of sparks compressed by the scorching sun broke away from Chu Tian's hands, they directly ejected and stuck to the White Bone Prison and all the objects and people in the White Bone Prison except Chu Tian, turning the White Bone Prison into a sea of fire and hell.

The puppet corpse contaminated by the scorching sun made a muffled cry in its mouth, and the corpse gas on its body became the best object of flames, and the white bone cage was filled with a smell of ** being burned.

The owner of the puppet corpse of the Eighth Bureau, the young man in Chinese costumes, was wearing a green cover on his body at this time, and a green ring on his raised finger was releasing energy to separate the flames from the young man in Chinese costumes, and under the isolation of the green light mask, he couldn't see what the young man in Chinese clothes was thinking on his face.

The corpses of the eight Jindan puppet corpses under his hand were gradually dissolving in the sea of fire, and the young man in Chinese clothes muttered two words of pity in his mouth, and his left hand shook off the shackles that connected the eight puppet corpses in his hand, and after losing control, the eight puppet corpses that burned in the sea of fire fell to the ground and returned to their original state.

Just as Chu Tian wanted to increase his strength to destroy the eight puppet corpses, the young man in Chinese costume who gave up the eight puppet corpses during the battle with the young man in Chinese costume took out a small copper bell from the storage ring on his body and said softly: "Summoning bell." "Two fingers clamped and shaken, slow at first, but the longer the shaking, the faster the frequency of the shaking, this bell can not stop even the explosion of the sea of fire and all things.

Under the sound of bells, the corpse that had melted more than half of it on the ground suddenly moved again, and as the shaking frequency accelerated, the movement of the corpse became louder and louder, as if it was about to be resurrected again.

The young man in the Chinese costume in the center of the sea of fire will definitely have some bad things if he continues to shake, and he is worried that the light shield released by the ring on the finger of the young man in the Chinese costume will hide phosphorus poison and damage the spirituality of the falling sword, so he recited the mantra in the thunder in the wind and thunder, and the technique of thunder induction.