"What a powerful force!"

Mo Ning's face was solemn, and he looked up at the huge skeleton that had fallen from the sky, his face was slightly solemn.

It was the scar man who used his last strength to urge the third-order magic weapon to blast out a blow, and the power he exerted was definitely not lower than when Mo Ning urged the Jinpeng Album in the altar space.

"Howl!!"

A ghostly howl came from mid-air, and the huge white skeleton was surrounded by pitch-black flames, and the gloomy demonic aura around it was tumbling, and the space was rippling.

The rolling waves roared, and the skeleton contained an extremely terrifying power, and the miserable white hand bones were entrained with monstrous demonic flames, and they slapped towards Mo Ning fiercely.

Mo Ning's scalp was numb, but he found that between the bones of the skeleton's hand, there was a dense sword qi lingering, falling like a waterfall, and it was piercing towards Mo Ning's hole.

He took a deep breath, the golden light on his body dimmed, and it converged, and the wings of Jin Peng suddenly appeared behind him, and the glow flashed, and Mo Ning's figure turned into a golden streamer and retreated, dodging the skeleton's blow.

Rumble!!

A huge roar sounded, the miserable white hand bones slapped on the ground, and thick sword rays rushed out in an instant, and some nearby monks didn't react, their bodies were pierced by black sword rays, and the blood mist burst out, filling the air.

The screams sounded in the crowd one after another, and the skeleton didn't pay any attention to the monks around him, and in the eye sockets of the skull, two bewitching green flames flickered, and suddenly his mouth opened wide, and a thick sword light of more than ten zhang was spewed out, and the whole body was shrouded in black light, and it pierced out directly.

I don't know what powerful trick the scarred man used before he died, and he actually made the sword that cut out into a skeleton of dozens of feet, and the demonic energy was monstrous.

A fierce wind struck, and the thick sword light locked Mo Ning, tearing through the air. Mo Ning roared, the golden light on his body reappeared, and a Buddha wheel behind his head was suspended, filling with an incomparably majestic aura.

A translucent golden flame in his hand suddenly burned, and his pitch-black pupils turned into a faint gold, sacred and majestic, and his body moved, and he punched directly at the sword that passed through the hole.

Translucent golden flames slowly rolled on top of Mo Ning's fist, and faintly, there seemed to be Buddhist scriptures emerging on it.

Rumble!!

A loud noise suddenly spread, and then the rolling waves of air swept around, only to see the Buddha wheel behind Mo Ning's head slowly rotate, and wisps of Buddha light diffused out, pouring out along Mo Ning's arm, blasting out a thick golden ray, shattering the black sword ray.

Streams of fierce sword qi escaped, and Mo Ning let out a long breath, his arm spasming slightly. The sleeve of his right hand had been shredded by the sword qi, revealing a white arm that shone with a faint golden light.

On top of Mo Ning's fist, drops of blood fell. Obviously, although he had just blasted away the black sword light that had passed through the hole with one punch, he was also injured by the sword qi that had escaped.

However, at this time, a layer of white glow appeared on the wound on Mo Ning's fist, and the soft white light was like a light veil draped on it.

The next moment, under this white glow, the injuries on Mo Ning's fist recovered at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, all the wounds disappeared.

This is the power of the pale golden formation imprinted in Mo Ning's bones. Mo Ning didn't expect that after his ** cultivation of the Immortal Golden Body became so powerful, the injuries he received could be recovered so easily.

"The combination of these two is simply an invincible existence!" A burst of ecstasy erupted in Mo Ning's eyes, the powerful ** cultivated by the immortal golden body, coupled with the anti-heaven recovery ability of the mysterious formation, as long as the difference in strength between the two sides is not too big, Mo Ning is almost invincible!

And just when Mo Ning was surprised in his heart, the skeleton not far away let out a roar, and the miserable white hand bones exploded with the entire skeleton arm, and a stream of black light rushed out, and then evolved into a torrent of sword qi in mid-air, rushing towards Mo Ning.

Mo Ning was slightly distracted, and the thick and incomparably thick sword qi torrent rushed over, and he hurriedly blocked his arms in front of him, the dazzling golden light flashed all over his body, and the Buddha power gushed out in his body, and the Buddha wheel behind his head was running.

Rumble!!!

A loud roar was heard, and the gray-black sand in the sky was stirred up, and the rolling wind pressure swept out, and the cold sword qi escaped to all sides, strangling the monks one by one, and bursting up a cloud of blood mist.

The sky was shrouded in gray-black smoke and dust, and the battle between Mo Ning and the skeleton was already beyond the level of the Condensation Realm, and the energy fluctuations that escaped alone were enough to shock others to death.

The monks around him didn't care about the golden runes on Mo Ning's body now, they all fled frantically into the distance, for fear of being killed by the aftermath of the energy generated when Mo Ning and the skeleton fought.

In the distance, Yong Lin Cheng and the black and white shuangsha were supporting each other, looking at the place shrouded in endless gray-black sand, and a trace of worry appeared on their faces.

Under the bombardment of such a powerful torrent of sword qi, even a cultivator at the peak of the Condensing Truth Realm might not be able to resist it.

"Ahem, ahem!"

At this moment, when everyone thought that Mo Ning was more than lucky, a cough sounded out. Then a strong wind blew, and the gray-black sand in the sky dispersed, revealing a slender figure.

I saw that the white robe on Mo Ning's body had been torn to rags by the sword qi, and streams of blood flowed down. However, on Mo Ning's body, there was a layer of white glow flickering, and then slowly disappeared.

"The power of this sword qi ......" Mo Ning raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his black hair was scattered and his shawl was scattered, and the dazzling golden light on his body flashed.

Before, Mo Ning's injuries suffered by that sword qi had been recovered by the mysterious formation in his body.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that Mo Ning had cultivated the Immortal Golden Body, all the injuries he received were skin injuries, even the mysterious formation imprinted on his bones in his body might not be able to help him recover from his injuries in such a short period of time.

"The power released by the third-order magic weapon is actually so powerful!" The Buddha wheel behind Mo Ning's head slowly rotated, and wisps of Buddha light poured out around his body.

His eyes condensed slightly, and then his body flashed, turning into a streamer of light and rushing directly towards the skeleton, his pupils flashed with a little golden light, and a translucent golden flame on the fist steamed up, and the dazzling glow flickered, bombarding the skeleton's other skeleton arm.

With a loud bang, the skeleton arm that was originally condensed by sword qi was exploded in an instant under Mo Ning's powerful ** power, turning into a surging sword qi piercing out, like an ocean of catharsis.

However, the power of these sword qi was far less than before, and the qi waves formed by the sword qi slapped on Mo Ning's body, but they did not cause any injuries.

Mo Ning had already cultivated an immortal golden body, the Buddha wheel behind his mind was running slowly, wisps of Buddha light were blessed on his body, and one after another sword qi holes passed through, and he was shattered by a terrifying force.

"Even if it's a third-order magic weapon, it's just a sword cut out, don't be afraid!" Mo Ning shouted, his body churned in mid-air, and then his right leg swept directly over, the howling wind swept over, and with a loud bang, there were pitch-black cracks on the skeleton's body, and the rolling and tumbling demonic flames were suppressed by the Buddha power on Mo Ning's body.

"Howl!!"

The skeleton roared loudly, its mouth wide open, like a deep black hole. Then a huge sword light rushed out, the whole body was jet black, and the rolling eerie demonic qi was tumbling.

Mo Ning's eyes were slightly solemn, and he took out a pitch-black spear from the storage bag on his waist, and his true qi was infused into it, and suddenly the power of lightning poured out, turning into electric snakes around the pitch-black spear.

This pitch-black spear is a second-order magic weapon. However, when Mo Ning cultivated into an immortal golden body and took out the magic weapon again, he found that the second-order magic weapon in his hand was as light as a feather, as if it was extremely weak, and even his own strength could break this pitch-black spear!

Mo Ning took a deep breath, knowing that this was not an illusion, but because after cultivating the Immortal Golden Body, his physical body had already reached the extreme toughness of the second-order magic weapon, otherwise the power that burst out would not have reached the peak of the Condensation Realm.

This also means that Mo Ning is now like a humanoid magic weapon, ** has been refined by Buddha power into a second-order ultimate magic weapon.

Airplanes!!

Then, beside Mo Ning, a buzzing sound sounded, and I saw that around him, six yellow springs suddenly appeared, and in an instant, a large area of Ruixia erupted, and the water of the yellow spring fell on his body like a waterfall.

With the blessing of the power of the six Yellow Springs, the aura on Mo Ning's body instantly rose to the late stage of the Condensation Realm, and a more powerful force was injected into the pitch-black spear in his hand, and the power of the lightning became thicker and more hideous.

Mo Ning held the pitch-black spear in his hand, and a large area of lightning rushed out, and then jumped forward, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and smashed towards the sword light that pierced through the hole.

Rumble!!

A loud sound like thunder on the flat ground came out, and the spear in Mo Ning's hand was surrounded by the power of Dao lightning, directly smashing the jet-black sword light that passed through the hole, the sword qi escaped, and Mo Ning's spear fell to the ground, blasting out a huge deep pit, and the lightning scattered in all directions.

When the true qi in his body urged the magic weapon in his hand to the extreme, Mo Ning combined with his powerful ** power, and suddenly exerted a huge explosive force, and the gray-black sand was scattered and thrown into the air.