"How...... Probably ......"

Yu Weiran seemed to be choked by the neck, staring blankly at the bone-like figure, and it took a long time before she could hold back such a sentence.

"Die with me!"

I saw that the white jade-like crystal bones completely ignored the blood thunder net under the hood and the Gengjin sword qi that shot out, and the jaw opened and closed, and spit out a hoarse and inhuman-like word.

The next moment, the white bones that were as glazed as jade seemed to melt, starting from the slender leg bones, turning into a spill of forest ** body, flowing into the deep pit, the strange bone fluid seemed to have spirituality, melted into the charred rocks, and disappeared, making Zhang Yuanhao's offensive come to naught.

In a matter of moments, a whole body of white bones melted into the hole in the ground, and even the spiritual sense could not sense any breath.

Zhang Yuanhao frowned, and rose up decisively, surrounded by a red spiritual power light mask, the fourth layer of the "Burning Mountain Jue" was running, the spiritual power was like lava rolling, the heat wave turned the sky, and a blazing blazing giant mountain phantom appeared behind him.

It is the Lieshan Town Prison Law that has not been used for a long time, and in the past few days, Zhang Yuanhao has gained a large amount of luck, so he has extended this pseudo-mystical method to the realm of Xiaocheng.

Rustling!

A faint sound sounded in the empty cavern, and a group of monks rose from the ground one after another, and the spiritual light shrouded their bodies in an instant, and they looked around in disbelief.

"Here!"

Xu Weihong's rickety figure trembled, the corners of his shriveled mouth showed a smile, and the palm that was dry like an old branch stretched out, and a strong vitality wandered, and a dead wood giant palm was born out of thin air in an instant, and the rough tree lines were dense, and it grabbed straight to a certain place.

Rustle!

Before the giant palm of the dead wood fell, a scalp-numbing rustling sound suddenly sounded in all directions, like thousands of ants crawling, and a white bone spur suddenly grew on the surrounding rock and soil wall, and a milky white smoke sprayed out from the bone spur, and soon, the entire huge stone cave was wrapped in white smoke.

"What kind of weird spell is this......?"

A monk in the early stage of foundation building roared angrily, and drove a sword light to slash at a bone spur the thickness of an adult's arm nearby, but he didn't want the bone spur to be weird, as soon as the sword light touched it, it stuck directly to it, turning into a dirty and smelly black liquid, and the monk was also shrouded in white smoke, and his face turned pale immediately, and the spiritual power light shield on his body disintegrated like foam.

"Immediately dodge, hold your breath, and don't inhale the white smoke!"

Xu Weihong stared at the bone spurs and the thick white smoke that surged in all directions, as if she was thinking, and suddenly, her eyes lit up and she yelled.

But before she could finish speaking, the monk let out a scream of great pain, and then the whole person seemed to melt, slowly turning into a pool of scarlet liquid from head to toe, leaving behind a twisted charred skeleton that looked like it was struggling.

"Shhh

The cultivators present gasped, some took out a handful of golden talismans, as if they wanted to resist, and some rolled their eyes and blasted towards the rock formation above their heads with magic weapons, but they were horrified to find that the top of their heads had been covered by Sen Bai bone spurs at some point.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the secret method of the White Bone Demon Sect in the Ancient Demon Sect - White Bone Death Row, the user burns the body and divine soul, disintegrates, and bursts out ten times or even dozens of times the power of itself, and the realm within a radius of several miles will be shrouded by the bone domain generated by the user's disintegration, until its divine soul is burned out!"

Xu Weihong roared sharply, his expression was also a little flustered, obviously understanding the powerful destructive nature of such secret techniques.

Zhang Yuanhao's ears moved, and all the words Xu Weihong said just now came into his ears.

Boom!

He tried to activate the Divine Passage Seal in the dantian, but he couldn't escape into the rock layer covered by Sen Sen's bone spurs, but was bounced back, and in the time he tried, the strange white smoke all over the sky had eroded the spiritual power light shield on his body to the point that only a thin layer remained, which could be shattered at any time.

"Spread it out for me!"

Zhang Yuanhao's tongue touched the root of his teeth, his mouth bloomed with spring thunder, and the breath of Xiao Gengjin brewing in his lungs sounded loudly, passing through his throat, and the sound he made was like a soldier striking each other.

At the same time, Zhang Yuanhao formed layers of seals in his hands, urging the blazing lava mountain behind him, the raging lava fire rolled up a cloud of wind flames, dispersing a large amount of white smoke, and under the mountain town, the space trembled faintly, and the large bone spurs growing on the rock wall spread a trace of cracks.

But the others didn't have Zhang Yuanhao's strong combat power, and many monks' spiritual power shields were shattered, and they hurriedly used a large number of talismans and magic weapons, but they melted under the erosion of white smoke, and finally ended up with the same fate as the hideous white bones.

With the passage of time, the foundation building realm present fell from mid-air one by one like dumplings, and turned into a white bone when it landed.

An old monk in the middle stage of foundation building held a piece of turquoise jade ruyi, hanging down a hazy clear light, trying his best to disperse the white smoke and mist around him, but he still couldn't stop the wisps of white smoke from spreading through the clear light, slowly corroding his spiritual power shield.

"Senior Xu, Brother Mu, save me!"

The old Zhuji saw that the white smoke was about to corrode in, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly asked for help from the two Zhuji later stages on the side.

Shout!

Mu Jianying's three long swords floated in the shape of "Pin", burning with flames of three different colors, and he froze a large white smoke in front of him, and when he heard the old Zhuji asking for help, his face froze, and he shot out a golden sword qi with his backhand, freezing a white smoke in front of the man.

Seeing this, the gray-haired old monk's face softened slightly, and he was about to open his mouth to say something, but his eyes widened suddenly, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The old man lowered his head in a daze, looking at a bloody hole in his chest, his eyes quickly drifted, and he didn't seem to know how he died.

"Bastard!"

Mu Jianying could see it clearly, his eyes were about to split, and it was clear that the black-armored man in the sky raised his hand and shot out a metallic sword qi, shattering the spiritual power shield of the old man's protective body, and then directly penetrating his heart and killing him.

"This fellow Daoist, we should support each other in this situation, why should there be infighting?"

Xu Weihong is the most relaxed person among the cultivators present, she is a wood attribute spiritual root, the cultivation of the practice is vigorous, and the stamina is inexhaustible, she conjured up a light green light mask, enveloping herself, and the white smoke can't penetrate even half a minute.

Zhang Yuanhao sneered, and it was a sharp Xiao Gengjin sword qi that answered her, this time the target was Yu Weiran, who was in a cold sweat not far away, and was holding a thin needle spirit weapon.