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Bai Sensen's skeleton and hollow skull climbed up from the buried dust and sand one by one. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As far as the eye can see, there is a sea of white.

Rao is Qin Hao had already prepared, which also shocked this scene.

Thousands of skeletons twisted at the same time, and the crunching sound of bones rubbing together was indescribably weird.

"Bang!"

The earth beneath his feet exploded abruptly, and a white, mutilated skull, shrouded in a cloud of turquoise flames, soared upward.

Qin Hao scolded secretly, like the wind swept out, and before he stopped, the ground exploded again and again, and the stumps and broken bones exploded from the ground like arrows with a sharp roar.

Qin Hao propped up the talisman true yuan to the maximum, and the skeleton bombarded the semicircular fiery red shield, and couldn't help but spread out ripples.

"How much the hell is this thing?" the young man shouted, and the Thousand Illusion Stars Fall unfolded, and the condensed star phantom fell one after another. Boom! Boom!

There were many explosions, and the shin bones and arm bones flew everywhere, but those that were shattered were almost nothing.

Although the Thousand Illusion Starfall was a third-order peak martial art, it had no effect against this group of inhuman "creatures".

I don't know how many dry bones are buried in this layer, and every time a person enters the Qingying Tower, he dies here after a fight, and the bones are nourished by the effect of the fifth layer of elixir, and they will not melt for a long time. And the deeper and longer the bones are buried, the power of the elixir absorbed is also abundant and abnormal, and it is extremely hard.

Some of the bones already had a faint silver glow sprouting on them. The power of the Thousand Illusory Starfall's attacks is difficult to break.

The third artistic conception of the fall is even more useless in the face of these bones that have lost their "consciousness".

Qin Hao was furious, and pulled out the long sword of the Feng Xuan Array, and the Thunder True Yuan surged, wielding dazzling sword circles one after another.

Ding! Ding!

The impregnable swinging sword ring was like a perfect barrier, shaking countless nearby bones back into place. There were also several piercing openings on the blade.

Qin Hao's heart was so painful that he had to take Lan Wei's long sword back to the ring, and cast a floating shadow figure technique to avoid it everywhere.

Before he could dodge, the ground shook again. More skeletons peeked out of the ground and creaked onto the ground.

Between the gaps of these bones, a faint golden light flashed, and it was obvious that it was more powerful than the pale silver skeleton.

Qin Hao took a breath and was about to fly back, when the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of an outstretched arm in the corner, and he was stunned.

It was an arm, not Bai Sensen's bones, and the palm was very fleshy, and the whole hand felt quite plump.

It's a living person. And the feeling to Qin Hao is still extremely familiar.

The answer is obvious, there is only one person who will do such an unreliable thing.

"Fatty!" Qin Hao scolded angrily: "What are you doing there?"

The arm twitched visibly.

Qin Hao didn't have time to talk about him, one after another, the tibia, bones, and sternum that were comparable to meteorites outside the sky stabbed from all directions, blocking all directions, the moves were clumsy, but the momentum was extremely terrifying.

The arm hesitated for a moment, then slammed into the ground, a round ball-like figure breaking through the ground and raising a large cloud of dust.

"Phew, phew!" the round figure spat twice, spitting out the sand in its mouth, and before it could stand still, the hundreds of hollow skeletons beside him were all turned in his direction, and the hollow eyes flashed with a strange green light.

"Wow, wow!" the fat man screamed, running wildly and rolling on the ground. His figure looks clumsy, but if you look closely, you can still see the ingenuity.

The fat man avoided the siege of the skeleton like a tide, and slipped to Qin Hao's side.

The two looked at each other suddenly, didn't say a word, and ran away at the same time.

"Fatty, what are you doing here?" Qin Hao wondered.

The fat man panted: "How do I know, I was chased and killed by the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, and ran to the Freedom Leader, but I heard that this ghost tower was open, so I came in to see the excitement." ”

"Look at the excitement?" The corners of Qin Hao's mouth twitched: "Need to bury it in the ground to see?"

"There's no way!" The fat man's cheeks like a cake opened a helpless smile: "I only know now that this fifth-layer elixir has the effect of protecting the spiritual sense, and the martial artists who die here will not melt away if their cultivation is stronger, and they will stay here all the time, and they will only kill, and the result is that the bones accumulate more and more." ”

The fat man took a breath and pointed to a bloody ground: "When I came up, I saw a few unlucky people being hunted down, there was no way, the soldiers were in chaos, so I could only find a safe place to bury myself." ”

Qin Hao punched out, and the majestic strength opened a way, and when he flew in, he turned his head sideways and said: "You won't go down to the fourth layer directly, or go up to the sixth layer? Bury yourself, you are very creative." ”

"That's right!" the fat man patted his head: "I didn't think of it, good idea." But that's good, I think it's a lot of fun. ”

Qin Hao's eyebrows jumped.

It's a lot of fun.

He sighed, and finally understood a profound truth: you can't reason with two kinds of people, one is crazy, and the other is fat.

The two tried to break away from the fifth layer of the Blue Immortal Tower, but this time the disturbance was too great, and many skeletons surrounded the vines, layer upon layer, blocking the way to escape.

Fortunately, the fifth layer of space is also very large, and the two of them will not be cornered for a while.

I don't know how long I fled, and the ground shook again.

In the center, the dust and sand are flying, covering the sky for a while.

With a bang, a huge house-like skull emerged, the material of which looked somewhat similar to crystal, and the light in its hollow eye sockets was not turquoise, but milky white, filled with a deep warmth.

"Spiritual Consciousness Birth?" Qin Hao's scalp was a little numb.

When a martial artist under the Heavenly Gen dies, his soul is generally annihilated with it. People with strong mental power will leave very little residual consciousness, and then slowly dissipate.

This residual consciousness does not think, and it is extremely simple.

But if this residual consciousness can be preserved and nourished, it may gradually be perfected, and finally it will turn into a trace of perfect thought. This is a sign of this skull today.

A hint of thought does not mean a real resurrection. But with a hint of thought, it is already much stronger than those ordinary bones.

A trace of perfect intent can make this skeleton react sensitively, greatly enhance its combat effectiveness, and even a few can use their instincts to perform the most powerful martial arts before they were born.

Qin Hao turned his head to look at the fat man.

The fat man was wrinkling his eyes.

Qin Hao saw that his eyebrows were almost knotted, but he breathed a sigh of relief. Although this fat man is usually crazy, at critical moments, he is still very reliable. Maybe he's thinking about how to deal with it right now.

The skull gradually climbed, and the huge skeleton, which was also as clean as crystal, staggered from the ground.

At this time, the fat man finally nodded: "There is a conclusion." ”

Qin Hao said, "Say it quickly." ”

The fat man said, "I'm in big trouble this time." ”

Qin Hao's eyes lit up: "You want to come to this conclusion for so long?"

The fat man's big eyes were facing Qin Hao, and he nodded vigorously.

Can the fat man be reliable at the critical moment? Qin Hao recalled his thoughts just now, and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.