The gentle white light is like the light of fireflies to the bright moon compared to the bones of a white tiger of more than ten zhang. The murderous aura on the bones of the white tiger was connected into filaments, cutting through the space, all the way unimpeded.

"Die!"

"Die!"

Killing Cang roared, he stepped into the air and rushed towards Jimo, the air was knocked out of a vacuum channel, spanning a distance of hundreds of zhang, he only blinked.

"Boom!"

The air exploded, forming a blinding mushroom cloud, and the aftermath was unabated, spreading out in all directions, and the scorching heat obliterated the air. Lu Cangsheng opened his mouth and roared, the iron chain rattled, dragging the bones of the white tiger, whirring, this is a super-large meteor hammer.

The killing aura on the bones of the white tiger was thrown everywhere, and within a radius of a hundred zhang, everything was to be wiped out, and the red stones that had been scorched by the flames for an unknown number of years were also shattered by the murderous aura. The defensive array was trembling, and more than a dozen powerful Dao methods flew out of the array, resisting the murderous aura, but they were quickly consumed by the murderous aura.

Jimo didn't dare to approach the slaughter of the people, and his body kept retreating, leading the slaughter of the people away, getting farther and farther away from the defensive array. He pinched his handprints and controlled the white ball of light floating above his head, and what was hidden in that ball of light was the stump of Fu Zhu.

The cultivators looked up at this battle of disparity in strength, their mouths opened silently, their fears had been forgotten unconsciously, and they were more grateful.

"That is, the senior brother led the slaughter of the common people to a distant place, and he was there to protect us. One of the monks sighed, his voice choked. Without experiencing the fear of death, it is difficult to understand the luck and joy of life.

"If it weren't for Senior Brother, maybe I'd be dead by now. "This is the monk who was on the verge of something bad just now.

"No, if it weren't for Senior Brother, we would have died a long time ago. A disciple of the Forgotten Dust Sect said excitedly with gratitude on his face.

This battle of disparity in strength is almost one-sided, killing Cangsheng is not Chi Ming, at that time, Chi Ming had the strength of the four heavens of the heavenly begging, and he was still burned to death by Jimo, and now killing the common people is the three heavens of the heavenly beggars, and Jimo is afraid.

A strong man who is afraid of death, he will no longer be strong, because he cannot dominate the pace of the battle in battle. A weak person who is not afraid of death will often burst out with unexpected feats, even if he plays to death someone stronger than him, it is not impossible.

The current killing of the common people is not only strong, but he is not afraid of death, or he does not have the concept of death at all, it is more about killing, he is a killing machine.

The bone of the white tiger, which is equivalent to the skeleton of a strong man in the realm of the Dao soldier, does not need to be excited, it has the power of half a Dao soldier. was swept by the slaughtered people in an orderly manner, but it also shocked Jimo.

The remnants of Fu Zhu's horns erupted with dazzling gentle brilliance, and the rolls were pushed outward, and the sky resounded with the sound of rushing water, and the whole space seemed to suddenly fall to the bottom of the sea, and the fiery red sky was covered with a layer of blue light.

In the records of the ancestors, where the husbands passed, the water will fill the world for a long time, and only when the husbands leave, the water will stop.

Among the five elements, gold gives birth to water, but is overcome by water, water can corrode gold, although the restraint of water on gold is not as good as earth, but that kind of restraint, if it is blessed by gold, it will become stronger, which is the source of Fu Zhu's self-confidence.

The stump is not as good as the White Tiger Bone, but the Stump is controlled by Jimo, and the White Tiger Bone is not controlled at all, and that slight difference is quickly erased.

The aura rushed out from the Jimo dantian, all of which were instilled in the stump, and countless aura was sucked out, but in the blink of an eye, the dantian of Jimo was empty.

is worthy of being half a Taoist soldier, and it is really reluctant to inspire it with the strength of Jimo. Every time Jimo's strength increased, his dantian would be controlled by the black bead to expand outward. The amount of spiritual energy that his dantian could store now was no weaker than that of some Weather Double Heaven cultivators. Even so, it was quickly emptied by the stump of Fu Zhu.

The dantian blinked to the bottom, and then the aura in the flesh and blood was withdrawn.

Jimo didn't dare to hesitate, hurriedly took out a Dao Stone, ran the "Tibetan Emperor Sutra", and sucked out the aura in the Dao Stone.

The aura in the Dao Stone was constantly being drained away, which barely made up for the absorption of the residual horn and reached a relatively stable state.

However, this was only the beginning, and the thumb-sized Dao Stone only lasted for three breaths, before it was sucked into the ethereal spiritual energy, and it exploded with a bang, turning into white fly ash.

Where did Jimo still have the opportunity to lament that a priceless Dao Stone was destroyed like this, he hurriedly took out two more Dao Stones and held them in both hands, so as to stabilize the stump.

The sky was churning, and the blue water flowed out of the stump corners, and there was a loud sound, and the waves six or seven feet high slapped by, surrounding the bones of the white tiger and slapping into the water.

"Holy, it's a lot of water. Jian Invincible was born timidly in Jian Wushuang's arms and looked up, but saw a vision of water filling the sky.

"This is not real water, this is the Tao of that powerful Dao soldier. A Huafu disciple from the Mid-Levels Sect said. This monk was not wearing the typical yellow clothes of the Banshan Sect, but a gorgeous robe, and his status was obviously not low.

The white light accumulated to the extreme, and finally exploded, pushing the blue water, overflowing from the sky, rolling waves and falling sounds, it was really like seeing the magnificent scene of the great river going east.

The slaughter of the common people was fixed in the air, motionless, and the murderous aura on the bones of the white tiger was all hidden after the white light flickered.

The bones of the white tiger are crystal clear, and they are more than peerless jade, like a perfect artistic carving, without flaws. It's just that when the white light blows, the white bones glowing with jade brilliance suddenly turn gray, and the white light continues to brush over the surface of the bones, the white tiger's bones are even more obscure, the glow is covered, and a powerful Dao soldier will also be corroded.

The flow of time seemed to be sped up by a thousand times, ten thousand times on the surface of the bone, and the killing bone that was wanton and wanton, and the killing bones were actually covered with brilliance and dark dust.

"Whoa!"

The rolling waves flapped, the white bones were covered with dust, and began to corrode and melt, and the rotten bone fragments fell from the bones of the white tiger, and were washed away by the blue waves.

Even the Dao soldiers have decayed, and the bones left by the former strong will also be eroded.

Fu Zhu is right, his stump is really the nemesis of this white tiger bone.

Jimo's face was dark, and he didn't get any benefits, and half of the Dao soldiers were not so good to sacrifice, otherwise Feng Gongzi would have been out with the lotus Peng Dao soldiers every day.

Fortunately, urging this soldier is really only equivalent to sacrificing the best magic weapon, but the white tiger bone is too powerful, and if you want to destroy it completely, how can you not have a big effort.

Jimo's dantian is completely empty, and in the field shrouded in black beads, there is a big tripod that has been forcibly pushed by Jimo, and the gossip on all sides of the sixty-four sides is bright and flickering, exuding a soft brilliance.

Without the impetus of Jimo's aura, that Da Ding was slowly rejected from his domain by Heizhu, and this outlier was obviously not accepted by Heizhu.

Da Ding was shaking, the sixty-four gossip was shining, and the even bigger gossip at the mouth of the Ding was trembling, and the looming black gas diffused from the Da Ding.

The bones of the white tiger are still melting, and the speed is getting faster and faster, this powerful Dao soldier has been corroded to the bone marrow by the white light, and the bones left by the strong will also become the dust of history.

"Ahh

Killing Cangsheng let out an unyielding roar, he broke free from the shackles of the white light, the chains flew, he threw away the bones of the white tiger, and killed Jimo directly.

"Whew!"

The iron chain slashed the air, with an invincible murderous aura, penetrated the vacuum, and fell directly on Jimo's body.

"Peng!"

Jimo's body retreated, with blood hanging in his mouth, this iron chain is not a mortal thing, it is even stronger when it is waved by the strength of the Killing Heaven and the Three Heavens.

He held the Dao Stone in both hands, and the stump on his head was shrouded in white light, like a holy son coming out of the sun, with holy radiance. The end of the world is close at hand, constantly dodging the flying chains.

The stump is still sucking the aura, and the bones of the white tiger have been corroded to the size of only one zhang, at most three or four breaths, and the bones of this former weak powerhouse will be turned into history and disappear forever in the long river of time.

"Peng, Peng!"

The two Dao stones shattered and turned into fly ash that disappeared with the wind, and Jimo took out the two Dao stones again and held them in his hand.

"Die!"

The slaughter of the people danced the iron chain, dancing out of the black glow of the sky, and the iron chain pulled out the vacuum and covered Jimo. Half of the body of Lu Cangsheng was spurting blood, the broken flesh and blood hung on the surface of the body, and the bones were turned into powder, this was Fu Zhu's masterpiece, but Lu Cangsheng didn't know the pain, and he didn't care about such a tragic injury at all.

"Click!"

The bones of the white tiger could no longer withstand the pressure of the sky, spider web-like cracks all over the bones, and it was a pile of rotten wood that was corroded to the bone marrow by the white light.

Jimo was full of energy, urging the remnant horns, and directly crushed towards the rotten bones.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

The final cracking sound of rotten bones, the muffled sound of iron chains hitting Jimo's back, and the two voices sounded at the same time.

Jimo flew back and was smashed to the ground by iron chains, crushing an unknown number of red stones. His spine was shattered by chains, and the broken bones were visible, and the blood had not had a chance to flow out for a while.

"Kill!"

Jimo roared, he took back the stump, and pressed towards the killing of the people, half of the power of the Dao soldiers, how could it be stopped, even if the realm of killing the people did not fall again, he could not be a hard enemy.

"Peng!"

The Dao stone shattered and turned into ashes again, Jimo went crazy, he sacrificed half of the Dao soldier, and wanted to fight to the death with the killing of the common people. With Jimo's current strength and state, this is the best choice.

Killing Cangsheng paused in the air, his bloody clothes crackled, his long hair danced, his stump was shattered again, blood was spilled, and he was completely suppressed by the Taoist soldiers.

The chains rattled, but he couldn't attack Jimo at all, and they were all in the air.

"Humph!"

A hint of clarity suddenly flashed in Lu Cangsheng's eyes, he vomited blood and snorted angrily, and actually gave up Jimo and fled towards the depths of the Vermilion Bird Palace.

"I want to go, but it's impossible. ”

Jimo urged the remnants and killed the people again, but this was only the aftermath, and the people disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Paralyzed and took the stump back, Jimo held the Dao Stone to extract the aura. There is still half an hour left, and Yi Xuan Palace is about to close. Suddenly, his face changed, and he didn't notice this crisis at all.

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