Nine Dead Southern Desolate Souls Return Chapter 120: White Bone Feathered Serpent

The bone sword fell into the Yellow Spring with the red moon.

The crimson light between heaven and earth had also died, and everything was completely darkened, except for the yellow spring burning with blazing flames, like boiling magma, and like a fire python that kept spinning its tail.

In the midst of the waves, a long black shadow flew through the boiling yellow spring, and from time to time it emerged from the water, revealing its bare bones.

The girl with the flower and moon face has disappeared without a trace, and now it is the White Bone Lady who has gone crazy under the authority of the Hades Monarch.

She had lost both legs, but the long tail of the joints was thicker, like the lower body of a python.

And the water level of Huangquan is also constantly decreasing.

The girl in the plain skirt who was hiding in the small attic gulped herself Meng Po soup, she covered her ears and hid in the corner, shivering, she could feel that a terrible thing was being born, and that thing would not only bring eternal death, but even more terrible than death itself.

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Ning Chang, who was dressed in a white dress, ran through the street quickly, he looked around, he couldn't see Jiuyu's figure in the dark, he just shouted loudly: "Go and tell your master." โ€

Although he couldn't see it, a howling wind sounded in his ears, and he knew that Jiu Yu had taken his orders.

If it were on weekdays, he would definitely be quite curious about the existence of Jiuyu, although Jiuyu is an acquired spirit, but the acquired spirit and the innate spirit should be of the same origin, and what Jiuyu shows at this moment is already contrary to many characteristics of the innate spirit.

Ning Chang watched the red moon in the sky shatter and fall, and although he couldn't believe it, he still roughly guessed what was happening.

Madame Bai is crazy, completely crazy, she can't bear to die in the end, and then their worst choice is to abandon the city and flee, how can she not accept that these teenagers and girls who play tricks and calculate themselves finally have a chance to get out.

Therefore, even if she knew that she would die, she would squeeze the last divinity out of her bones and perish with this city and all the people in it!

And in the darkness, in front of Ning Changchang's body, a trace of killing intent flashed.

He didn't have time to open his sword eyes for a short time, so he could only dodge with his instinctive perception.

His cheeks tingled slightly, and a thin line of blood splattered.

Ning Changjiu frowned, and the sword back blocked and pushed, blocking the second chasing sword move outside.

"Shubai?" Ning Changjiu looked stunned, opened his sword eyes and looked at the walking corpse-like figure in front of him, stunned to understand that Madame Bai had already imprinted his thoughts in his brain, and as long as he noticed his traces, he would draw his sword and rush over, and he would not die.

Ning Chang sighed and said, "This white lady is really ruthless......"

His sighs were quickly drowned out by the clatter of iron.

The established plan was broken at this moment, because Zhao Xiang'er was relatively petite, the white dress that fit her looked a little tight on his body, which affected his movements.

And Shubai got the feedback of Madame Bai's gift, and his strength was stronger, although all the gifts Shubai got at this moment, after Madame Bai's divinity dried up and fell, they would all be reduced to backlash, but at this moment, Shubai was like a humanoid fighting machine, even though Ning Changjiu's sword was extremely fast and ruthless, he could still accurately judge the momentum and trajectory of his sword, block it accurately, and then in the gap between the two iron swords collided, adjust at a faster speed, take out the sword, and attack towards the fatal part.

The muscles on Ning Changjiu's arm tightened, and the huge shock from the iron sword shook his hand bones numbly, and he kept changing sword moves in a short period of time.

Although some results have been achieved, it has only added a few painless wounds to Shubai's body, but Shubai has almost no perception of pain, and his existence seems to be only for the purest killing, just to cut the person in front of him under the blade.

The sword moves could not be seen clearly in the darkness, and the clear sound of the long sword roared with the breath of death, which sounded one after another in different corners of the long street.

Ning Chang wanted to temporarily drag him and flee, but Shubai was too hard and anxious, if he fled rashly, it would be equivalent to handing over his back to the other party.

And in the Yellow Spring, the boiling water has stopped, the strong irresistible breath of death swept everything, it does not bring any temperature, condensed into a substance above the Yellow Spring, like a layer of viscous silk, and under the silk, a whirlpool stirred, the sharp bones pierced the silk on the surface of the water, adhered to and rose up their own body, the bony horn-like crown dragged the essence of the silk condensed by death, draped in scaly bone armor, broke through the water surface of the Yellow Spring and rushed out, Madame Bai looked up to the sky and roared, the huge tail supported her body, and her back grew translucent wings, the edge of the wings, attached to the piping-like fine velvet, like wingsใ€‚

At this moment, she is like a feathered serpent descending from the Yellow Spring, she still lives in a myth, but she is no longer her own myth.

That's the myth of the first generation of Hades!

At the bottom of the Yellow Spring, the corpses that were once washed down by the sand river upstream, and now buried deep in the sand water, have also come to life, and have picked up the fine river sand and drilled out of it, and those who have died and turned into undead souls, many of them have grown soul insects in their bodies, and they are generally buzzing in their bodies, devouring their souls quickly, and then turning into a translucent form and flying into the night, flying towards the location of Madame Bai.

They clinged to Madame White's body, melted into her pale skin, and became the nourishment of her body.

And Madame Bai opened a snow-white eye and a pitch-black, like a broken mirror, she looked down on everything in the city blankly or indifferently, she couldn't remember her past and the future she was about to face, those Meng Po soup melted her memories and mind, and her heart only had a few names.

Zhao Xiang'er, Ning Changchang, Ning Xiaoling.

Behind these three names, her only obsession is killing.

Shubai is her killing machine, and at this moment, she also went crazy after failing to snatch the authority of the Immortal Monarch and became the killing machine of the "Immortal Monarch".

She walked ashore, but the city did not tilt.

Ning Changjiu is an existence that takes advantage of the loopholes in the rules, he obviously has the strength to at least pass through the immortal realm, but the actual realm is not even able to enter the mystery, "insignificant". So his comings and goings on both sides of the strait will not affect the balance.

And at this moment, Madame Bai is the existence of overriding the rules, before her divinity has not died, this city has tacitly acquiesced that she is the monarch of the capital of Feng (feng), the rules of the capital are born for her, she walks in her own country, inspects her own country, and her existence is above everything.

It's just that when she chooses to squeeze the last divinity out of the god's bones, at the end of the path of fate, death is already her only irreversible ending.

Madame Bai stretched out her hand, her five fingers opened, and the bone sword that had fallen into the yellow spring before was held in her hand again, and the cracks of the bone sword were quickly repaired, and soon became smooth and bright, like a new porcelain glazed like wax.

The bone sword was held in the palm of the palm, and then the bones under the skin and flesh of the palm grew out, piercing the skin, and growing with the bone sword, like a hidden blade that was completely integrated with the body.

According to the ranking of the people who should die in her heart, she went to kill Zhao Xiang'er first.

She sketched Zhao Xiang'er in her mind

and then sensed where she was.

At this moment, "Zhao Xianger" is wearing a white dress and fighting with Shubai on a long street.

She confirmed her position, and serpented towards the side with the bone sword, the hard brick walls of the courtyard like a crumpled white paper under her body, she easily crushed and tore everything, and then in the dense darkness of the sound of sword collisions, she raised the bone sword in her hand indifferently.

A sword fell.

There was not a sound in the long street, and the breath of death even suppressed the transmission of sound waves.

On the street, a huge ravine has cracked, tearing the entire long street in half, and Madame Bai's figure is suspended in the center of the ravine, she is stepping on the void, and her snow-white pupils clearly reflect Ning Changjiu's face.

This face doesn't seem to be the same as Zhao Xiang'er in the impression, although it is delicate but not beautiful enough.

This strangeness was quickly erased by the killing intent.

She began to gather momentum for the second sword.

Previously, when Ning Chang was in Shubai to fight the sword, he suddenly sensed a warning of death, after that warning appeared, all his actions were done subconsciously, and at this moment, the furrow on the ground was only an inch away from the edge of his shoe, if he was a little slower, he would most likely be cut off his arm!

He looked up in horror at the side of the street, where there was a figure wearing a crown of bones.

The figure still had the proud curves of a woman, but there were many long bones pierced under her skin, but they were like barbs on thorns, hideous and terrifying, without the slightest beauty, and her lower body was like a python-like body, like the goddess of creation in myths and legends.

And in the moment of his horror, Shubai's sword pierced through his defenses, stabbed him in the chest, and slammed into him to the end of the long street.

Madame Bai raised her sword again, and an invisible sword intent, like the condensation of death qi, silently slashed through the space and fell in front of the sound.

Ning Chang calmed down in the tearing pain in his chest, he held his breath, everything around him disappeared in his vision, bricks and courtyard walls, night and ravines, white bones and long knives, even the sword that was dead against his chest, his divine sense had unfolded when Madame Bai raised the sword, it was the spirituality that unfolded under the pressure of death, and all the visible or invisible details around him were in his heart at this moment.

The moment the sword qi came across the street, Ning Changjiu adjusted his body to an extremely strange angle.

Then a terrible snort rang out in the darkness.

It was the miserable snort of the tree white.

As soon as the sword qi passed, his right arm holding the sword was instantly cut off, and his reaction to pain was a little late.

Madame Bai only had Ning Chang in her eyes, and everything in her path was nothing more than an obstacle that could be destroyed at will.

And after Shubai was cut off an arm, part of his expression returned to his eyes with pain, and he subconsciously wanted to swing his sword, but the arm had already left his body.

Ning Changjiu pulled out the sword inserted into his chest, he didn't have time to deal with the wound, he just wanted to escape by relying on the Daomen Concealment Technique, as soon as this thought appeared, the figure of Madame Bai raising the sword and executing disappeared in place.

As he turned around, a chill cut a crack in his consciousness.

Madame Bai stood behind him with a bone sword, and the movement of swinging the sword continued, connecting with the movement of raising the sword as she stood in place before taking a breath.

The sea of consciousness was swallowed up in the black of despair.

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(The next chapter has also been updated)