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The Baguio Baguio mantis looked at the mess all over the ground from afar, and the cold color quietly dissipated.

Once upon a time, it was just like the scene in front of you.

Panicked but helpless, bent on dying but can only survive in the world, the sorrow that has been brewing for thousands of years quietly takes root and sprouts, and finally turns into a sad sigh.

"The so-called unforgettable is that I never want to think about it, but I can never forget it."

Sleeping in the Dragon Pond for countless years, the coldness and indifference accumulated in my heart never thought that it would disappear in an accident after a thousand years.

The birth of the heir of the temple is like a brilliant dawn cast in a monotonous and boring world. After many years of numbness and torment in her heart, she suddenly found that there was really a certain number in the dark.

That day, that way, that mysterious reincarnation!

The rules hidden under the glitz of the world, the flowers in the fog are still difficult to see, the moon in the water is lofty and mysterious, and the things that are difficult to describe are really there!

She also suddenly had a hint of enlightenment - the "Three Worlds Love Tribulation" that Dianzun said in the past has arrived quietly!

I was ignorant and didn't care.

After the sudden feeling came, I never thought it would be so incomprehensible and so nostalgic. But this nostalgia is like the wind flowing through your fingertips, and the sand desperately clenched in your palms.

If you can't forget nostalgia, you can't erase loneliness!

"Ten years, only ten years left—"

Whispering, tears falling smoothly, and a moment of brilliance fell on the devastation. Baguio Xing's lips opened slightly, and she took a deep breath, and all kinds of emotions of amazement and sorrow quickly converged, and finally the coldness spread again.

Under his jade feet, in the depths of the collapse of the corpse mountain, the two familiar and unforgettable breaths still remained, and the deep and invisible collapsed giant cave was like the hideous bloody mouth of a giant beast.

She knew that one step forward was the beginning of fate.

And the fate hidden in the fog does not know where it will flow with her, with the feelings of the heart and the bottom of the heart, and I don't know where it will go.

。。。

Outside the Hall of Bones

The violent fluctuations of Yuan Force were like a storm, destroying everything as far as the eye could see, even the endless group of white bone jade dragons behind them could not help but be affected.

The bone dragon roared in the air, and the deafening sound waves dispersed the bone-shaped flowers floating in front of it. The hideous bone spurs on the back piercing the sky finally broke off from the root after several violent collisions, and the dragon's head and horns began to be mutilated at some point.

The giant Jiao that Yunzun turned into was under the cover of the clouds, like a dream, and it was extremely unreal.

The armor covering the body is still covered with bruises. Jiao's abdomen fluctuated violently in the circle, and the color of fear in the lantern-like pupils became thicker.

"This person is definitely not the Xuanyin Holy Sect Emperor Extreme True Monarch! Although the cultivation revealed is the pinnacle of the Jindan Realm, the unfathomable Buddha Sect funeral method is completely beyond the scope of his own cognition, where can there be such a secret in the Xuanyin Demon Dao?"

All kinds of speculations in his heart were invalidated, and Yun Zun suddenly felt that the clouds were treacherous.

The White Bone Jade Dragon, the Soul Suppression Bell, the Soul Suppression Bell, and the shocking White Bone Hall in front of them, everything that was originally thought to be clear and clear suddenly fell into a strange mystery.

Fortunately, this trip accidentally subdued several remnants of the ghost sea in the past, and the soul bell also fell into his own hands, if it weren't for this, it would not be known if the boat capsized in the gutter.

And this white bone jade dragon juvenile should also be the end of the strong crossbow, right?

Hum!

As soon as he thought of this, a color appeared in his eyes.

The Soul Suppression Bell flew into the sky above the White Bone Palace, and the crisp bell rang out. Below the White Bone Hall, the Blood Slaughter Su shouted violently, and countless bright red fireworks suddenly bloomed on the surface of his body; The Soul Devouring Master and the old man surnamed Shi also showed their magical powers in the position of the three talents, and they were horns with each other, echoing each other from afar, suppressing the white lotus of the bone flower in a radius of dozens of zhang where the white bone jade dragon was located.

"It's karmic fire!"

The white bone jade dragon whirlpooled in the eye socket, and the dragon's tail spanned a distance of 100 zhang, swept on many karmic fires, and the dragon's body rolled up with a mouthful of pure white arrogance, and rushed straight to Yun Zun in the midst of the heavy clouds, and his stiff words unconsciously became high-pitched and anxious.

"Yun Zun, the death of the Ghost Sea is in line with the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, and the snares of such remnants hide filth and dirt, can the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Villa ever know!"

The clouds rushed into the sky, the head of the Jiao moved slightly, dodging the pure white aura that came from the attack, and the cyan points of light around it were whistling in the wind, covering the white bone jade dragon in an instant, and the Jiao's claws were wrapped in a sharp edge, and it was seven inches away.

"Heavenly Dao, my generation of monks is also worthy of talking about Heavenly Dao, suffer death!"

The battle intensified, and the karmic fire, the white lotus, a dragon and a dragon, the milky bone flowers in the sky, and the white lotus surging on the surface of the earth were intertwined into a thrilling picture in the empty and strange space.

And inside the Hall of Bones, too!

Under the relief of the bone steps and in the skeleton array, the white qi that was originally shuttling was suddenly crimson at this time.

Yun Wubei's body was torn apart, flesh and blood flew all over his body, and his entire body was languishing and emaciated at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, after several expansions of the bones around his body, the contraction became unusually smaller.

The original seven-foot body looked at it at this moment, and it shrank by one percent!

The body of the golden pill was destroyed by this full of blood and qi long before a stick of incense, and the slaughter to the true Xuan Xuan Holy Body did not know when it began to lurk deeply.

The second realm of Jindan is like the vitality of the river and the sea, and at this moment, it is like a candle in the wind.

A trace of divine thought on the mourning platform was in the wind and rain, full of nostalgia and unwillingness, but immersed in a moment of calm. Yun Wubei was surprised to find that the continuation of life was so ups and downs, and when life was about to end, it was still so gorgeous and sorrowful.

On the stone steps, the slightly blackened skeleton's palm flicked, and the severed bony finger quickly recovered in the swing of its palm.

There were several bones connected to the neck turned slightly in the piercing friction sound, the green eyes looked directly at the bone steps under the cloud without sorrow, the laughter of the forest burst out, and the mouth said: "It is a pity to abandon it, the food is tasteless, but it is enough for sacrifice!"

A cold and strange Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded.

The phosphorus fire in the main hall flickered in vain, and the white light from the skull of the dome suddenly dimmed.

The entire hall shook in just a few breaths, and I don't know how long it took, with a dull loud bang, the skull crushed the bone wall around the dome, and hovered in the air after falling dozens of feet. After a moment of dripping spin, a distorted skeletal face slowly turned in the direction of Yun Wubei, and almost at the same time, the Sanskrit sound in the hall was great, and the stagnant phosphorus fire exploded with dazzling brilliance.

The white bone skeleton looked meaningfully in the direction of the gate of the White Bone Palace, and immediately appeared in front of Yun Wubei like a ghost.

The dry and sharp bone palm was suddenly inserted into the heavy blood qi, grabbed Yun Wubei's shrunken neck, and the other bone palm behind him quickly stretched out, and tapped again and again on Yun Wubei's eyebrows, and the last palm pressed on Yun Wubei's abdomen.

In the next moment, the broken and shrunken body slowly flew up after a muffled snort, and floated straight towards the skull in the air.

In the fluttering, the speed of the decomposition of the flesh and blood on the surface of Yun Wubei's body suddenly shook.

The flesh on his chest turned into a ball of red light in an instant, straight into the twisted mouth of the skull, and the bare white bones also "clicked" to shatter, and were quickly restored by the blood perfusion.

The only remaining divine thought in the spiritual platform sighed.

Finally, is it coming to an end? (To be continued.) )