Just when Paul's mind was immersed in the idea of the condensed lotus seed flying into the nightmare pool and directing the lotus seed in the nightmare pool to bombard the sword, suddenly a trembling sound sounded from the nightmare bead, as if a nightmare was attacking.

Suddenly, he couldn't move, as if he was being imprisoned by a nightmare, although his mouth and nose could breathe freely, but his body was not under his control, and he immediately understood that he was about to enter the nightmare tomb again.

Sure enough, in less than a second, the scene in front of him shook a few times, and his soul became lighter and lighter, and he trembled and entered the nightmare tomb.

After entering, he naturally sensed the changes in his body first, but it was still the same as last time, it was blank, and he touched it into his arms again, but there was still nothing. I hope that those two rays of light can be safe and sound and fly back to the body as soon as possible.

While looking around, he prayed secretly, and suddenly realized that last time his mind was immersed in cultivation, this time he was immersed in the battle of mind snatching, he smiled bitterly, hoping that Jin Maochun could detect the changes in his body and replenish Wen Qingshi in time.

Thinking of Jin Maochun's voice and smile, he couldn't help but imagine the spring light in Shiyan Cave, she actually thought that she was her own tool to vent her desires, looking like a dog jumping off the wall in a hurry, almost wanting to splash and roll, and even put her figure so low.

What a lovely girlfriend!

He sniffed the breath, discerned the exit, and walked slowly to the exit of the tomb, counting the steps, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps...... Seven steps, eight steps, nine steps, ten steps, his figure suddenly stopped, and saw the light of the forest coming out of the front and back, he waited for a moment, and ten skeletons emerged from the surface, holding steel swords in both hands, rushing forward.

Paul was in the encirclement, a little dumbfounded, touched his chin, and looked at their bodies carefully, but they were not stiff at all, completely different from cannibal corpses, and seemed to have no heart, but there was a dark light in his eyes, but no flames rose.

They are not possessed by armor, but they hold swords in both hands, and the sword weapons are bright and shaking, and at a glance they know that although they are mortal, they have also been quenched and polished several times, and it is naturally easy to cut off the ordinary body, I don't know if their current soul can withstand their blows?

You can't take the risk of temptation, after all, the soul is extremely fragile, if you cut the soul, you may die here, there are still many beautiful days waiting for you outside, but you can't die by yourself, you will kill yourself.

Just when Paul was wandering in the world and thinking about it, the three skeletons in front of him had already rushed over, Paul's figure shook slightly, interspersed from the shadow of the sword, the shadowless legs flew over and over, and the three skeletons crashed into the bodies of the seven skeletons, and suddenly the skeletons were in a mess, and even weapons and bones were scattered all over the ground.

He watched them with interest and scrambled with each other, some of them pressing the teeth of the other skeletons into their mouths, and some snatching a few ribs from the bodies of the other skeletons and placing them in his arms.

Some of them shot big for a few leg bones, and some directly cut out the eyes of other skeletons, and directly pulled out a dark stone and threw it on the ground, and suddenly the skeleton was scattered all over the ground, and obviously its core part was picked out by its companions.

Paul's figure flickered, flashed to the Stygian Stone, bent down and tried to pick up the Stygian Stone, to his surprise, he was able to pick up the Stygian Stone.

Holding it in his hand, a trace of ghostly light overflowed, lingering in his hand, and suddenly Paul felt that his palm was a little thicker. With excitement, he floated back to the same place, silently staring at the messy mass of skeletons, sensing the "Moon Flower Decision", and trying to refine this dark stone.

Sure enough, the spirit stone faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was a trace of ghost light in the soul wandering, and the soul became a few traces of stare where it swam, and after a while, the spirit stone disappeared, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Wen Qingshi only consumes seven or eight pieces a day, this spirit stone is so unclean consumption, only to stare at a few traces of soul, and then it turned into powder, this ...... Is it because it's too low-grade?"

Just after Paul finished refining the spirit stone, the skeletons finally pieced together six or seven, some with looped legs, some with long and short legs, and some only with their upper bodies, and they rushed over in strange shapes.

Paul didn't care about it, his body shook, he floated past him, bent down and picked up three dark stones in the blink of an eye, and secretly thought in his heart, no matter how small an ant is, it is still meat, and it would be too wasteful not to eat it.

He and the skeletons played a game of chasing after me, kicking them a few times from time to time, looking at them in disarray, and when he saw a stone falling, he immediately stepped forward to pick it up.

As the four Immortal Stones were refined into soul power, there were only three skeletons left in front of him, holding three Immortal Stones in his hands, how he wished that he could have a few more hands at this time, so that he could pry open their skulls and pull out the Immortal Stones inside.

He drifted in the gap between the six swords, and opened a distance between the flashes, and the wind was blowing under his feet, whirring, and kicking the skull with three feet, and the stygian stone rolled out in the shock, he calculated the distance, but fortunately he only rolled down nine steps away, otherwise, the next would be trouble.

He walked over slowly, picked up the three spirit stones, and sat down on the ground, refining them, absorbing soul power, and finally condensed a point.

Just after Paul finished refining the stone in his hand, another group of skeletons emerged from the surface, screaming and rushing towards Paul.

Paul was slightly surprised, how could he have appeared skeletons without taking ten steps? Could it be that what he had thought before was wrong, that the time of their appearance was entirely up to their preference, and that they could come out whenever they wanted.

Time, yes, time, they'll be there in about a minute, Paul thinks about this, remembering the skeleton that climbed the wall last time, I wonder if it will be enhanced?

Taking advantage of the fact that the skeleton had not yet appeared, he did not retreat but advanced, and against the skeleton's charge, he crossed through the shadow of the attacking sword, shuttled to the back of the skeleton group, and saw a ghostly light still emerging from the surface, the ghostly fire flickered inside, and the hand of the skeleton climbing the wall had already drilled out.

Paul's figure shook a few times, dodging the attacking sword shadow, and stepped on it a few times, the bone of the hand shattered, and at that moment, the skull of the wall-climbing skeleton emerged from the ground.

Paul took a deep breath, dodging the shadow of the sword, and kicked a few times, the skull shattered in response, and even the dark stone inside rolled out, and with a bang, it hit the tomb wall, and after a few ejections, it rolled backwards.

How could Paul let it roll back to the lair, his body flashed a few times, caught up, scooped up the dark stone, ran the "Moon Blossom Decision", and refined the soul power in it, and the soul power flowed in the soul like hot air, and suddenly a sense of comfort spread throughout the soul, and he couldn't help but let out a comfortable cry.

Seeing the rest of the skeletons rushing over in a swarm, he suddenly remembered that he might be able to swallow the Stygian Stone, wouldn't that be a free hand?

He threw it lightly, opened his mouth to catch the spirit stone, and the grunt spirit stone rolled down into the soul, but it did not affect the refining of it, but instead accelerated the speed of refining.

At that moment, the skeleton was only five paces away from Paul, and he caught up, climbed from the side of the sword shimmer to the top of the wall, and in a stunned gaze, jumped lightly behind them.

Taking advantage of their lack of reaction, they swept across a large area with the momentum of covering their ears and stealing bells, hula, and the skeletons fell to the ground like dominoes, and bones and steel swords were scattered all over the ground.

He suddenly realized that the skeletons before had all dissipated, and those steel swords had not disappeared with them, but were scattered on the ground, he retreated some distance, picked up a steel sword, held it in his hand, and tapped it carefully, hearing the hilt of the sword popping, and suddenly felt that he had found true love.

He stroked the hilt of the sword, saw a button on it, pressed it, and the blade disappeared suddenly, and pressed it again, and suddenly it bounced out again.

"What a magical steel sword! It's not made of steel, but the blade just looks like it's steel, which is a bit unbelievable!" Paul touched his head, and couldn't figure out for a moment, how could this sword be retracted and popped out.

I have only seen shrinking yang in Zuiyanlou, but I have never seen shrinking the sword, what a strange sword!

He gently opened the gap and opened the hilt of the sword, and found that there was a dark stone inside, and the joy in his heart increased a little.

He pulled the stone out of the hilt of the sword, stuffed it into his mouth, and picked up the other steel swords as he refined them, and at this time, the skeletons had already pieced together their bodies, and rushed over one by one.

Paul calculated the distance, and when he had picked up the nine swords, they might be only a foot away from him, and there was still time for him.

At this moment, more than forty sword shadows flew between the lightning and flint, and he was bending down to open the hilt of the sword, and suddenly his soul was cold behind him, and he flashed backwards without thinking, floated out three feet away, straightened his waist, and saw more than forty stainless steel swords inserted on the ground, horizontal and vertical, chaotic.

If I react a little slower, I'm afraid I'll die under the chaotic sword, these skeletons have an IQ beyond the ordinary!

Really, can they be as stiff and mentally retarded as Ah Fa? I can finally let myself refine the dark stone in the hilt of the sword before attacking!!

He climbed up the wall, cruising on it carelessly like a gecko, and saw the skeletons drawing their swords, grabbing swords, and even beating each other, he was really speechless, saying that they have a low IQ, and sometimes they can make unexpected moves, saying that they have a high IQ, and they can fight to the death for a few bones and a few swords.

Thinking of this, Paul suddenly crawled over the group of skeletons, flashed inside, reached the place where they had just fallen, picked up the Immortal Stone, put it in his mouth, and picked up six or seven in total, that is, there were thirteen or fourteen skeletons.