On the wide square in front of the main hall in the city lord's mansion of Moji City, Qin Baichuan and the others were dancing wildly, the exaggerated movements at the waist and hips were like a demon, almost everyone could only see the cloudy whites of their eyes in their eyes, without a little bit of brilliance, and some of the people who were a little worse in the distance even faintly saw the scattered blood foam oozing from the corners of their mouths, I was afraid that it would not be long before the retrograde impact of the vitality would completely kill them, but it was a pity that these people originally came to celebrate their birthdays, but now they are going to die here.

"Damn skeletons!" Song Zheyuan shouted angrily, it turned out that after a few rounds of ordinary attacks, the white bone corpse puppet was not only not damaged at all, but also swayed and grabbed Song Zheyuan's left shoulder with a pair of bone claws, and a long hole was torn open in the gray cloth shirt, and a shallow scar was faintly visible under it. For decades, Song Zheyuan has never been so wolf since he entered the Refining Dou Realm, and it is also strange that he was a little anxious when he self-destructed his cultivation before, so he buried the secret wound, plus the corpse puppet was weird, and he was taken advantage of by it before he could pay attention, and as time passed, the situation became worse and worse.

"Ancestor!" Song Xianyu and the others were worried when they saw that the ancestor was injured, Song Zheyuan was a transcendent existence in their hearts, not only because everyone's lives originated from this, but the prestige and influence of this ancestor also made the entire family use for a hundred years. Who knew that today's ancestors were implicated and affected as soon as they came out of the customs, which is really unfilial piety for the younger generations. Song Xianyu tried to urge Nei Yuan to help, but after repeated efforts, he was still unable to do so, and Jiatong, Song Yan and the others were even softer like mud, if they didn't support each other, I am afraid they wouldn't be able to stand up, "We should have all been attacked by Xiao Bingyan just now." Song Xianyu said softly after seeing everyone's puzzled eyes.

"Grandma!" Song Jiatong was full of sadness, as far as her eyes could see, a group of demons danced, and when she turned her eyes and found Chen Su, her heart couldn't help but instantly mention her throat, only to see that Chen Su's eyes were still closed, and it seemed that she was unconscious, Jiatong struggled for a while, wanted to lean over, and moved to Chen Su's body for a long time, gritted her teeth and put her slender jade hand on Chen Su's cheek and stroked it, but she didn't find anything unusual, and said in wonder: "We're all fine, why is Chen Su still not awake?"

Song Yi frowned, "Grandma, what's going on, what is the white bone that fought with the ancestors?"

Song Xianyu shook her head slowly, she couldn't say clearly, "The old body doesn't know, but I vaguely remember that we seem to have fallen for Xiao Bingyan's illusion, it is said that this guy has never cultivated spiritual power, and I can't tell the reason for this." ”

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"Jiuyang Divine Punishment!" Song Zheyuan finally couldn't hold back, even if he was injured, forcibly urging the spiritual power to send out the strongest killing move would hurt the cultivation, but the white bone corpse puppet was really difficult, in just a short moment, he had fallen into danger twice, and as time went by, he also felt that his strength was gradually draining, if he didn't stop immediately to breathe, I was afraid that the forty years of life and death would come to naught, so as Song Zheyuan's palms were closed, nine sword lights condensed by spiritual power appeared behind him, each sword shadow was about three feet long, hanging in the air, and forming a circle, urging the sword light, Song Zheyuan's breath instantly became vain。 And at this moment, Song Xianyu and the others' eyes were also fixed on the ancestor, and they knew that if the ancestor failed to strike this blow, he would probably collapse in the future.

"The future is uncertain, once something happens, I will go to support the ancestors, Song Yan, Jiatong, you take Chen Su and leave quickly, and the forbidden land in the Golden Cave should be able to be avoided. Song Xianyu said in a deep voice, and then the old body slowly stood up, it was such a simple action that made fine beads of sweat appear on the old lady's forehead, and secretly thought in her heart, Xiao Bingqian was only similar to his own Yuan Li cultivation, how could he make nearly a thousand people in the courtyard fall into illusion unconsciously, and the power of this illusion was so strong?

"Grandma!" Song Yan's voice was full of sorrow, and Song Xianyu turned back with difficulty and comforted: "Yan'er, as the lord of a village, if I and my ancestors all die here, you will take your clansmen to the north and never come back, the wealth we have saved over the years is enough for a hundred years." ”

"Auntie!" Song Yuluo's expression was gloomy, knowing that the current situation was urgent, and he and the two clan elders supported each other, "The three of us will stay with you and let Song Yan and them go." ”

Song Xianyu smiled miserably, "You only stayed to increase casualties, Yuluo, for many years, my aunt knew that you blamed me for favoring Yukai in your heart, and my aunt was sorry for you." After that, the old lady turned her head, walked towards Song Zheyuan with difficulty, and said without looking back: "Let's go quickly, I'm afraid it'll be too late if it's too late." Song Yuluo and the two clan elders wanted to keep up, but their legs were heavy, and they were angrily reprimanded by Song Xianyu, so they stood in place at a loss.

At this moment, Song Zheyuan drove a sword light towards the white bone corpse puppet, and the corpse puppet's jaw also made a continuous clicking and biting sound, shaking a pair of bone claws and grabbing Song Zheyuan.

The sword light passed through the chest, and it hit the bone hole left by Song Zheyuan in Xiao Bingqing's chest before, the Nine Yang Divine Punishment was Song Zheyuan's stunt, and when the spiritual power was urged, a very faint yang qi had been born, which was the restraint of the earth yin corpse qi, but Song Zheyuan had been injured, and ten percent of the power could not be exerted thirty percent, so although the sword light burned the white bones into a scorched black chest, it could not suppress the yin qi. Sen Bai's skull lowered and aimed at his chest with the bone socket without eyeballs, as if he saw a piece of scorched black, his jaw opened in annoyance, he bit it heavily, and then rushed towards Song Zheyuan like a madman.

Song Zheyuan also felt that because he was injured, he couldn't exert the power of Jiuyang Divine Punishment, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the destiny of heaven is like this, it is not human, he has been closed for forty years, but he died on the day of exit! Suddenly, a sense of sadness came to his heart, and when he was depressed, he saw Song Xianyu staggering and slowly approaching, and the corpse puppet also rushed towards him frantically, only then did he sound that the lives of several descendants were tied to himself, and he couldn't help but feel his blood surge, his eyes condensed, and the essence was urged, and the remaining eight sword lights behind him were unconsciously condensed a lot. Since Song Zheyuan opened this move, he had never used six sword lights to face the enemy, but now he was urging eight at the same time, and the consumption of spiritual power was extremely great.

"Go!" Song Zheyuan pointed out with his fingers, and the eight sword lights trembled together, and the sound of thirst for blood came out, and then the sword blade turned around and aimed at the corpse puppet. The silver light flashed, and eight sword lights shot at the corpse puppet's head, shoulders, abdomen, and limbs in eight key places, and the sword light came, and the corpse puppet seemed to be aware of it, and his body was slightly sluggish, and he lowered his head and swept the scorched black on his chest, but after a while, he continued to rush up.

In the blink of an eye, eight sword lights were nailed to the corpse puppet, shoulders, elbows, and knees were divided into six swords, the corpse puppet's abdomen was no longer fleshy, and the sword light pierced his spine, and the last sword light shot into his mouth impartially, if it wasn't for the first sword passing through the chest, the Jiuyang Divine Punishment would have gathered together for the first time, but unfortunately the power was only thirty percent.

The corpse puppet's originally movable jaw was stuck by the sword light, unable to move, the six major joints were locked, and suddenly lost the freedom of movement, the right leg bone stiffly stepped forward, unable to bend, and the whole skeleton fell forward, and where it came into contact with the sword light, the scorched black gradually spread, and the corpse puppet finally lay on the ground and did not move.

Seeing this scene, Song Zheyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the mood of Song Xianyu and the others was also eased, it seemed that Bai Gu had been subdued by the ancestors. Song Zheyuan looked around, although this is not a place for cultivation, but the situation is urgent, and Dongfang has already revealed the whiteness of the fish's belly, he slowly sat down, concentrating his energy, he must do his best to regulate the disordered vitality in the body, otherwise, the true yuan is retrograde, and his hundred-year cultivation will be ruined.

Song Xianyu walked slowly to the ancestor's side, knowing that the latter was pranayama Neiyuan, and stood quietly on the side and did not dare to disturb. At this time, Song Yan and the others also felt a little at ease, after all, the ancestor was a peerless cultivator with refining and bipolarity, and it seemed that the white bones had been solved, so they didn't have to leave in a hurry, Song Jiatong was anxiously supporting Chen Su, who was still with his eyes closed, not knowing what had happened to him, and he didn't dare to move.

"Chirp!" It was only a cup of tea from Song Zheyuan's meditation, and a slight and sharp cry suddenly sounded around the square, and in the silent dawn, the sound spread far away, straight through the sky. This sound made Song Xianyu and the others shake, as if they were struck by lightning, Song Yan hurriedly raised his hands to cover his head, but the chirping sound lingered at the eardrum for a long time.

"Chen Su!" Song Jiatong suddenly roared hoarsely, because in her pupils, Chen Su's expressionless face gradually lost its blood, and her muscles were rapidly shrinking, but Chen Su's closed eyes cracked a thin line, and her blood-red tongue poked out and wiped it on her shriveled lips, clicking and biting towards Jiatong. "Ahh

"Hallucination?" Song Jiatong suddenly realized, but the corpse puppet's illusion should have been solved just now, why did he hallucinate again? Subconsciously looked at the white bones lying on the ground, the skeleton was still motionless, could it be that the remaining strength had not gone?

At this moment, only to hear the sound of popping one after another beside him, Song Jiatong saw his father, second uncle, clan elder and others fall to the ground one after another, one by one as if they had fallen asleep. "Dad!" Jiatong's lips trembled, but her voice was almost inaudible, and she realized that her consciousness seemed to have been stripped from her body, and she was losing control.

Grunt, the skull lying on the ground suddenly flicked, and then the joints that had turned blackened and could not move trembled, squeaked, and the power of the eight sword lights also quickly dissipated because of Song Zheyuan's silence.

"It's really ghostly!" Song Xianyu frowned when he saw this change, now that the ancestor has been closed in the Shen Pass, it is difficult to wake up for a while, if he is forcibly awakened, I am afraid that his life will be in danger, and here in addition to himself, Jiatong and the others have all fallen to the ground, it seems that the corpse puppet has already reached this situation, and just now it is just pretending to deceive the ancestor.