The three dodged to avoid the splash of flesh and blood, and turned their heads to look, only to see a white bone galloping towards them.

Seeing this, Zeng Ran gritted his teeth and threw out a spell again.

This spell is not the same as the Thunderstorm Talisman, and its power is far from the same.

The spell fell on the bones, and immediately ignited a red flame.

Mo Zhuoyu and Qin Guanyou took advantage of this opportunity and immediately launched an attack.

Qin Guanyou's sword light was danced into countless afterimages, and the sharp sword lights were intertwined into a net, and instantly fell to the figure in the middle.

Mo Zhuoyu knew that her attack was not easy to use at this time, she thought about it, although the other party was now unrecognizable, he was still a living creature overall.

As long as it is a living creature, the illusion can have an effect on the other party. Thinking of this, Mo Zhuoyu no longer hesitated, and pinched the law in his hand.

An invisible fluctuation spread towards the other party in an instant.

At this time, in the eyes of the white bone, the evil cultivator, the fire light and sword shadow around him gradually faded away. Having lost most of his mind, he seemed to suddenly return to a distant place.

The people below him all bowed their heads and bowed, and the evil cultivator standing at the top looked at the ants in front of him, and infinite happiness was born in his chest.

With a slight wave of his hand, countless figures exploded, and in the blood light and wailing, the wanton laughter of the evil cultivators spread throughout the land.

However, in the eyes of Qin Guanyou and the others, they saw that the other party seemed to have suddenly lost his senses, and the sword light of the attack was completely gone, and his body stood in place, motionless.

The sword light fell on the other party, and the bones that had already been burned red by the fire shattered with a bang.

When the white bones of the whole body exploded into pieces and the skull fell to the ground, the other party's deep eye hole flashed again.

But then, the skull was pierced into the ground by a flying sword, and it completely lost its reaction.

Seeing the destruction of the enemy, the three finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's be completely dead this time!"

Qin Guanyou withdrew his magic sword, landed on the ground, and took a long breath.

"He's dead, but our troubles have just begun!"

Mo Zhuoyu retracted his gaze and turned to look at the dense figure in front of him.

The other two immediately remembered the white bones in the distance, turned their heads to look, and sure enough, the other party had already arrived.

In just a moment, more than a dozen righteous path monks fell into the besieged Zheng

The situation changed in an instant, and the righteous monk immediately changed from a murderer to a slain.

In the siege of hundreds of dry bones, soon some people could not support it and began to retreat.

Mo Zhuoyu and the three of them had to be dispersed under the violent impact.

Facing the white bones that surrounded him, Mo Zhuoyu could only deal with it immediately.

These white bones don't know what they are, although their actions are not as flexible as the evil cultivator just now, but their attacks are not weak at all.

Its strength is almost equivalent to that of a Jindan stage monk, and what is even more terrifying is that Mo Zhuoyu's attack fell on the opponent, and almost no damage was done.

The strong defensive ability and peculiar appearance instantly reminded Mo Zhuoyu of his puppet.

But the puppets she refined were simply vulnerable compared to them.

The methods of evil cultivation are really different from ordinary people.

I don't know what the identity of these white bones was before they died, but the bones after death still have such strength.

Thinking of this special battlefield, Mo Zhuoyu's heart trembled slightly.

Could this be the purpose of the evil cultivators who come to gather at any cost?

His heart was racing rapidly, but Mo Zhuoyu did not stop in the slightest.

Seeing that the attack didn't seem to have any effect on the other party, Mo Zhuoyu immediately made a decision and began to arrange a trapped formation.

In the siege of more than a dozen white bones, Mo Zhuoyu's body shape changed rapidly, and as she moved, she began to draw the formation patterns of the trapped formation.

The transparent lines gradually took shape under Mo Zhuoyu's hands, but the white bones behind him began to speed up in the constant chase.

Seeing that Mo Zhuoyu's formation was about to be drawn, an unusually thin white bone was suddenly thrown onto Mo Zhuoyu with the help of his companions.

Its sharp phalanges instantly pierced Mo Zhuoyu's shoulders, and the two deformed leg bones stepped on his back at the same time. The whole body immediately and firmly attached to Mo Zhuoyu's body.

The sharp pain on her shoulders made Mo Zhuoyu's hands tremble, but fortunately, she immediately gritted her teeth and endured it, so as not to destroy the formation.

However, the weight added by the white bones made its moving body have to slow down.

The white bones behind him, taking advantage of this opportunity, immediately chased after him.

Countless attacks fell on Mo Zhuoyu in an instant. Under the urging of spiritual power, the magic robe immediately emitted a defensive light shield.

Mo Zhuoyu seized the time, moved his footsteps, and finished drawing the final formation.

"Bang!"

With a sound, the chasing white bones were blocked by an invisible light shield, and they could only watch Mo Zhuoyu retreat.

Although there was a magic robe defense, some attacks still fell on Mo Zhuoyu's body. Coupled with the deep blood holes on both shoulders, blood continued to flow out, and Mo Zhuoyu's clothes were already soaked.

Looking at the white bones that were constantly impacting outward in the trapped formation, Mo Zhuoyu took a breath, stopped the blood with spiritual power, took out the healing throat and swallowed it.

The wound began to heal instantaneously under the action of the elixir. The pain gradually subsided, and Mo Zhuoyu finally had time to look at the entire battle situation.

There were more than a dozen Jindan monks, each with nearly ten white bones around them.

Under the siege, the cultivators were weaker and could not support it for long.

By the time Mo Zhuoyu withdrew, several monks had already died.

Although the rest of the monks were still supporting, in the face of the tireless and painless white bones, and the body was extremely strong, everyone gradually began to despair.

If there is no accident, I am afraid that if it will not last for a while, the monks will begin to retreat!

Seeing this, Mo Zhuoyu's eyes roamed around the battlefield, and immediately flew in the direction of Zeng Ran nearby.

Because of his high cultivation level and the many charms on his body, Zeng Ran coped with it quite easily, and his body was not embarrassed.

However, in the same way, there is not a single white bone besieging him, and the two sides are obviously in a stalemate

If this continues, Zeng Ran will inevitably fall into trouble first.

Mo Zhuoyu dodged the white bones, and after getting close to Zeng Ran, he immediately transmitted the sound to the other party.

"Zeng Daoyou, do you still have an invisibility talisman?"

Zeng Ran was surprised to see Mo Zhuoyu, and then his face was happy.

Hearing this, he glanced at Mo Zhuoyu and nodded hesitantly.

Because of the mission in Yuecheng, six invisibility talismans he made had been used, and there was only one left on his body at this time.

The invisibility charm has a peculiar effect, and he will not waste it easily unless it is absolutely necessary.

Seeing him nodding, Mo Zhuoyu immediately conveyed his thoughts to the other party.

With Mo Zhuoyu's words, Zeng Ran's expression gradually became solidified, and he turned his head to look at Mo Zhuoyu's original place.

The crazy white bones were trapped in the formation, and after constantly attacking but to no avail, they gradually lost their movements.

Looking at the group of white bones that stood still, Zeng Ran looked at the white bones that his subordinates kept attacking.

He was silent for a while, and finally nodded.

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