"Boom!" Suddenly a roar sounded, and the white bone throne suspended in the air, nine crystal clear skulls opened at this time, and an inaudible scream suddenly stirred, and the ripples visible to the naked eye spread in the hut, like a calm lake penetrating a mountain rock, stirring up layers of ripples. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the same time, the white bone throne that fell suddenly, with a huge force, squeezed the air that had become viscous and heavy at the moment, and a roar sounded, and the crystal brilliance of the Dao Dao rose from the White Bone Throne like a white dragon, flying in the hut, illuminating the somewhat dim hut at the moment.

At this moment, the few people in this hut, except for the figure standing on the crystal clear white bone throne, the rest of the people can be said to have fierce tigers in front and wolves behind.

That invisible sound shot out from the nine crystal clear skulls, invisibly carrying an incomparably sharp aura, piercing through the qi and blood of everyone's dense body, like a divine sword, slashing towards the divine soul in the sea of knowledge, the sting from the soul continued to invade everyone's minds.

And for Qin Qiong and Wei Chi Jingde, in addition to the pain that erodes the soul, the huge force that is constantly crushed on the throne is also fatal, as long as he is not careful, the condensed mind becomes slack, and his body may turn back into a puddle of flesh in the next moment.

And the golden divine sword in Li Shimin's palm beside the two of them continued to dance, the golden sword light was like a red gold dragon, surrounding his body, with the invisible power that went straight into his heart, a tingling pain rose from his soul, and suddenly his condensed mind was shaken a little, and in an instant, the white bone divine sword beat like lightning, and the crystal sword light of the Dao Dao shot out, and there were signs of piercing the red gold divine dragon that surrounded Li Shimin.

Compared with the three of them, Cheng Yanjin at this time seemed a little leisurely, he had shown death before, but at this moment he collapsed to the ground, recovering a trace of physical strength, with a burst of invisible power invading the soul, with the pain from the soul appeared, disappeared silently. If it weren't for the condensation and firmness of his mind, he would have been in a coma at this moment, feeling the mysteries of the world in his dreams.

"Bang!!!" Several sounds came out, and I saw Qin Qiong and Wei Chi Jingde, whose feet had sunk deep into the ground at this moment, their robes shattered at this time, and the cyan blood vessels on the exposed body protruded, and some slender blood vessels burst open under the pressure of the huge force, and bright red blood seeped out from the pores, dyeing the skin red.

In the sound of brushing, the sword light continued to shoot, and Li Shimin's luxurious robe was torn by the sword light at this moment, and a dragon robe had a feeling of beggar outfit at this moment.

"Yes, let's see how long you can hold on!" The figure standing on the crystal clear throne of bones let out a soft groan, and the constantly swinging sail in his palm let out a roar, and the sail became even larger in an instant, filling the hut like a dark canopy.

The next moment, the fat fingers of the black figure danced, a mysterious handprint pinched, and suddenly the wisps of starlight appeared on the flag sail like the night, and in an instant the flag sail was no different from the sky, densely packed with stars, but there was no new moon.

As the whirlpool rotates faster and faster, the diffuse starlight converges into a torrent of agitation, and the whirlpool links the world of a star.

The world of the stars! Not in the eyes of everyone, it is not the world of a star, but the world of a skeleton, and the stars that exude starlight are crystal clear skulls, and the most conspicuous and huge throne in that world is also a huge throne.

This throne is cast of white bones, its incomparably huge body can be said to fill the heavens and the earth, sitting in it is a skeleton wearing a crown of flat heaven, the white jade-like bones, glowing with wisps of gold, these golden colors are like thin threads on this white bone king, outlining a mysterious trajectory, if the Tao shows the world's Tao and the Tao of the world's Tao and the Reason of the talisman.

The Skeleton King's skull burned with an incomparably brilliant soul fire, and as this side of the world was opened, his eyeless eyes suddenly fell on the throne at the feet of the black figure, and a huge and incomparable power fell down, converging on the throne the size of a zhang.

The nine crystalline skulls ignited the soul flame in an instant, just like the ghost fire in the netherworld, but the soul flame in the nine skeletons appeared pure, without that gloomy aura.

Silently, the throne of bones the size of a zhang filled the hut, obscuring the sails like a canopy of sky. At this moment, for Qin Qiong, Wei Chi Jingde, Li Shimin, and Cheng Yanjin, it was really upside down, and the sky collapsed at this moment, crushing towards them.

At this moment, the hearts of the four of them seemed to have a spirit, and a feeling of powerlessness flooded up, and this powerlessness was both familiar and strange to them. In the past, they also had powerlessness, but as the few people who controlled the Tang Dynasty, this powerlessness has become a long time ago. I never thought I would feel powerless again at this moment.

"Boom!" The roar in the hut drowned out all the sounds, whether it was the high-pitched sound of swords, or the sound of war drums, or the thick gasps of a few people.

Only the roar was full, and no other sound could be heard in the ears, and the steps of the sound of death had been lightly stepped out, and the scythe that harvested the soul in his hand, the cold light floated, silently cutting through the viscous air.

"Squeak!" In the midst of the lightning, the tightly closed wooden door was pushed open, and the slight sound tore open with a roar.

"Stop, Xuanqiu!" A voice that was extremely familiar to both Qin Qiong and the four of them and the figure standing on the White Bone Throne sounded, and a white figure stepped into the hut under the reflection of the starlight and moonlight, this person was none other than Liu Boqin, who had recently arrived in Chang'an City.

At this moment, he is still wearing a white robe, with a white jade folding fan in his palm, and the elegant aura revealed from his bones is particularly conspicuous in the hut at this moment.

As the words in Liu Boqin's mouth spit out, it was no longer doubtful who the figure standing on the crystal clear white bone throne was, he was the old demon on the original Black Mountain, and when he attacked Lanruo Temple, he was subdued by Liu Boqin, and the nature in his palm was his natal magic weapon - Ten Thousand Ghost Flags.