The power of the sword in Jiang Bo's hand was different at this time. Although this ghost bone bamboo sword has not been completely refined into a great river east-flowing sword, it has also been reborn compared to before. It turned out that when Jiang Bo got the ghost bone bamboo, he didn't know any other way, but just used his own mana to practice. Only a small part of the impurities are removed, and the material becomes a little purer. Except for the appearance is a little smaller, there are no other changes, and it is still a bamboo pole in the hand. But the ghost bone bamboo, which has been refined by the secret method of the Youquan now, has been reborn. I couldn't see the appearance of bamboo at all, and it turned into a double-edged sword four feet five inches long, and the whole body was crystal clear as if it was made of white jade. The blade is thick and wide, with no blades, but once you get closer, you can feel a bone-chilling glow swimming across the blade. The shape of the sword is also moderate, giving people a sense of clumsiness and clumsiness. There are more than a dozen golden runes on the body of the sword, which appear and disappear from time to time. These runes were condensed by Jiang Bo's mana that was injected with the secret method of the Youquan Refining Weapon, and their effects were equivalent to the tricks in the human body. If you go further, you can sort out the spiritual power in the ghost bone bamboo, and you can create the qi vein of the flying sword. At that time, this flying sword will really take shape, and it will become a well-deserved flying sword of the Youquan Sect. But at that time, there will be no runes on the sword, but it will be condensed into seven words—its own great river flowing eastward. But even so, this sword is at least the embryo of the magic weapon, much stronger than the original, sharp and unstoppable, and everything gold and iron will be broken when it encounters it.

This sword came out with anger, unstoppable, and the ghost bone bamboo was the nemesis of the filthy thing. Therefore, although the long sword had no edge, it directly cut the sword body into the opponent's body and inlaid it into the four arms stretched out by the white bone demon ghost. Then Jiang Bo punched out, hitting the demon in the chest. The force of this blow was heavy, and the power of the flying sword actually caused the monster's arm bone to collapse directly.

At first, he was still slightly inferior to this monster, but two years later, it was easy to attack and defend. Jiang Bo glanced at the white bone demon who was beaten by him and flew out with a muffled snort, his expression was indifferent, but he was secretly thanking his uncle and brother for cultivating him. If it weren't for the painful training of that year or so, I would never have reached this height. At best, it can be on par with the white bone demons, let alone rebuild its own magic weapon. The white bone demon fell to the ground, and the black wind around his body became very thin, gradually revealing his true body inside.

Without the black wind of the body, the body of the white bone demon appeared. Surprisingly, it no longer appears to be in the shape of a skull, but a minaret-shaped thing made of white bones. The white and crystal white bones are neatly stacked into a three-layer structure that is cleverly stacked together. The outermost layer is a six-sided tower-shaped frame with a width at the bottom and a narrow tower at the top. In the middle, four broken arm bones protruded, these were the four arms that had been split by Jiang Bo just now. One layer further along, there is a diamond-shaped structure on four sides. At the innermost, there are six short bones of the same length forming a tetrahedral shape, which keeps rolling and rotating, revealing an eerie atmosphere.

Jiang Boleng paused for a moment, and subconsciously shouted: "Six senses are exquisite!"

At the same time, Hui Fan also shouted, "Ghost Floating Slaughter!"

The two looked at each other suspiciously, both a little strange. However, Jiang Bo reacted immediately and stabbed straight through with a backhand. At this moment, Hui Fan exclaimed: "Be merciful." ”

Unexpectedly, a little golden light flew out from the innermost core of the white bone demon ghost and hit the bamboo sword. A huge earthquake pushed Jiang Bo back a few steps. Only then did everyone see that it was a golden talisman fluttering in the air, holding Jiang Bo's sword. Hui Fan exclaimed again, obviously not expecting such a show. Jiang Bo swung his sword and said, "Monk, Brother Qiu, everyone retreat." ”

Qiu Long and Feng Baoqin already knew that this was no longer something they could mix, so they nodded and quickly retreated. Monk Huifan got up and didn't retreat, but he swung a big stick and stared at the white bone demon with vigilance. He also asked, "What's going on!"

Jiang Bo said: "I've been with this thing a few times, and once I almost ended up with it. In the end, it was this golden talisman that saved it. It turns out that my strength is not enough, I have not broken the black wind of its body, and I have never seen the true face of Lushan. I saw the true face today, but I didn't expect it to be the unique magic weapon of the Nine Shadows Sect - the six senses are exquisite. This thing is dedicated to the divine sense, very bad, and it is a very cold magic weapon. It seems that this is very likely to be the magic weapon of a master's sacrifice. Throw it outside to absorb the yin qi by yourself, and slowly refine it. ”

Hui Fan was stunned when he heard this, and said: "What are the six senses, this is clearly the ghost floating slaughter of the Ghost Yin Sect." This thing is indeed a magic weapon that hurts people's divine sense, but it is rare for someone to refine it successfully. What kind of sect are you talking about?"

Jiang Bo was also stunned, but now was not the time to study the Nine Ghost Sect and the Ghost Yin Sect. He stared at the golden talisman floating in the air, and said to the white bone demon ghost who was wilting on the ground: "If I don't look away, this should be the golden talisman of the seven sects of the Daomen." How did the Zhengyi Sect and the Nine Shadows Sect get together, what is going on. The Nine Shadows Sect was forced by the Seven Sects of the Daomen to close the mountain and hide, and if they didn't set foot in the world, how could they have anything to do with the Zhengyi Sect. ”

The ghost creature called a few times, and said in a hoarse voice: "Little Taoist, you are just an ant with an open vein, and you can't even open all the points in your body. It's not something you can ask about. Since you can recognize that this Xuantong Talisman is the handiwork of the Zhengyi Sect, you should know that you can't practice this Xuantong Talisman without the strength of the Xuanguang Peak close to Jindan. What this talisman represents, you should understand, let me go obediently. Forget about it today, otherwise, you won't be able to bear the wrath of my master. ”

Jiang Bo only knew a little about the Seven Sects of Daomen and the Five Sects of Lingmen, he didn't know what a Xuantong Talisman was, and he didn't know what strength was needed to draw this talisman. But the seal on that talisman was the seal of the Zhengyi Thunder Returning to the Ruins, which represented the authority of the Zhengyi Sect, and he knew it. This thing is definitely a master refining it. The full name of Zhengyi Sect is Zhengyi Ten Thousand Fu True Sect, which is the best sect in the Seven Great Dao Sects that is good at making talismans and formations. It has always been the main force used to contain the Spirit Machine Sect. The orthodox talisman of this sect will be stamped with the Thunder Return to the Ruins Seal to communicate the power of its ancestors to bless the talisman. The talisman that can be blessed by the Great Seal will definitely not come from the hands of a low-level disciple. It must be a character who has achieved cultivation, and no matter what, he must be a master of the Xuanguang realm. From that point of view, the ghost thing is not lying. Just because of this, I want him to let go, which is wishful thinking. Jiang Bo has a strong sense of justice, and the white bone demons and ghosts have devoured living people to improve their strength. At this point, the owner who keeps it here is not a good bird. Even if he was a master of the Seven Sects of the Dao Sect, that would not be able to hide his loss of conscience. Since he dared to mutilate living beings, Jiang Bo, the reward and punishment envoy, had to make him pay the price. Not to mention the peak of Xuanguang, what is the strength of that Ming Zi? People are good and people do not deceive the sky, but there are invisible rules in the dark.

Jiang Bo smiled coldly and said, "I have also killed the half-step Jindan, don't say anything scary." ”

The white bone demon ghost snorted angrily when he saw that he didn't get oil and salt. said: "Don't be complacent, you're just an ant." The first few times, it was because there was a powerful demon cultivator secretly protecting you that I didn't dare to use all my strength. Today I'll see who can save you!"

Jiang Bo was a little surprised, he didn't expect this thing to be very spiritual, and he could actually find that there were senior brothers secretly following him before. That Cao Bianjiao is the great demon who has achieved Jindan. What is the peak of Xuanguang, a half-step golden pill, it is a fart in front of him. The white bone demon ghost naturally did not dare to be presumptuous. However, he Jiang Zhiyuan is also not what it used to be, although he still hasn't been able to impact Xuanguang, but his means are too strong. He didn't bother to talk nonsense, and with a swing of the long sword, he directly slashed over. The ghost creature roared, first attacking Jiang Bo's divine consciousness with sound waves, and then disintegrating the outermost layer of white bones. Suddenly, countless bone rods were conjured up and slammed towards Jiang Bo, not to mention, the golden rune also emitted a millilight to cover the surrounding area. Several people around him were injured by the sound waves and light, and suddenly lost their five senses, only to feel that they had fallen into an endless darkness. Monk Huifan also changed his face, bit his middle finger, and hurriedly smeared the blood on the iron rod. Immediately, two mysterious runes on both ends of the stick were activated, and a swastika phantom appeared in front of him to protect him. But he also closed his eyes tightly, and didn't dare to look at Jiang Bo and the white bone demon ghost fighting method. After a while, a scream was heard, followed by a crisp sound. Hui Fan felt a light pressure in front of him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a cloud of green light floating not far above Jiang Bo's head, firmly nailing the golden talisman. And the light on the golden rune is fading at a speed visible to the naked eye. Jiang Bo held the sword with both hands, and the long sword pierced deeply into the body of the white bone demon ghost, and the tip of the sword stabbed at its core. Qiu Long and the others exhaled in pain at this time, and they vomited blood one after another.

Hui Fan saw that Jiang Bo had broken the other party's spell, and he was overjoyed at first. Later, he found that Jiang Bo's hands holding the sword were trembling slightly, and the white bone demon was also shaking violently. The two sides are clearly at a stalemate. Hui Fan's heart moved and he weighed it. Immediately swing the big stick and smash it on the head of the ghost, splitting and smashing all the time. That ghost thing was originally suppressed by Jiang Bo and was at a disadvantage, how could he stand it. Immediately showing inadequacy, Hui Fan roared, and the iron rod came out of his hand, hitting the medicine pestle that he had inserted into the demon's body. A golden light shone, and the thing immediately screamed in grief, and a spasm could no longer maintain the structure of the body, and all the white bones collapsed. Jiang Bo knew that the opportunity could not be missed, so he snorted coldly and shook the bamboo sword in his palm. Suddenly, a pale electric light flashed, and a crackling sound passed. Except for a few bones in the pile, the rest were turned into powder and scattered by the wind. A black wind quietly burrowed into the ground through the night, and Monk Huifan screamed happily, wanting to manipulate the medicine pestle to fight the black wind. However, at this time, he spent a lot of mana, and the magic weapon of the medicine pestle was trapped for a while, and his spirituality was a little worn out. It slammed suddenly, but it didn't hit, and it fell to the ground.