Chapter 172: The Army of Bones

"Although my strength is less than one percent at the peak, with your cultivation, I am the first one who can take my Shura finger without dying" Rakshasa stared at the white-haired old woman and said with a slight meaning.

"What! It's not at its peak!" "The three ghosts of the Demon Dao are okay, they all seem to know the origin of the Rakshasas, and there is no wave when they hear this, but they are turned upside down in the human race."

"It's not even the first achievement at its peak, oh my God! What kind of monster is he!" a monk gasped to himself, and at the same time, tens of thousands of Terran monks were in chaos, and some wanted to slip away from this place directly, but when they thought that this place was a place of falling saints, and it was rumored that even if a saint entered a Jedi that would also fall, they couldn't help but stop thinking.

"Shura means, if you guess correctly, you are the supreme who destroyed the Great War Shura Clan, it's been 30,000 years, I didn't expect you to be dead!" said the white-haired old woman with white lips and a trembling voice.

"I didn't expect that after 30,000 years, there are still people who remember me Rakshasa, hahahaha, if it weren't for the one who burned the sky, why would I have been suppressed for 30,000 years! If it weren't for the fact that this place is a forbidden place and has forbidden power, I Rakshasa would have turned into a handful of ashes a long time ago, and now that I'm out, hehe, you Terrans of the Five Domains are waiting to be destroyed! Hahahaha" Rakshasa laughed loudly.

"Why were you suppressed by my Terran Supreme Burning Heaven Supreme!What about the others?" Hearing Rakshasa's words, the white-haired old woman's face changed.

"He, hmph, this idiot, actually wants to fight against the three supremes of the Shura clan, the Yaksha clan, and the blood clan with his own strength, hmph!

"The Great War of Destruction directly destroyed the spiritual veins of my Five Domains, and even buried the last supreme of my human race, you will pay the price!" The white-haired old woman exhaled deeply, her eyes narrowed, and she was a little depressed.

"With the current situation of your Terran race, hehehe, the seven major life sources of the Terran race, I don't know about the other six places, but your five domains, hehe, it's almost the end!" Rakshasa sneered, inhaled a mouthful of black yin qi into his mouth, and his body condensed again.

"Look for death!" The white-haired old woman, a dead wood crutch appeared out of thin air in her hand, she angrily lifted the crutch a little forward, only to see a green lightning appear silently in front of her, green flashed through the sky, with a green arc trajectory, directly landed on the top of the Rakshasa that had not been fully condensed, and split the head and face directly.

"The trajectory of the law of the wind, it's a pity that it's not enough to see at all!" Rakshasa opened his mouth, and a black yin wind erupted from his mouth, directly covering the green lightning, and then he took a very easy breath and swallowed the green flash into his abdomen.

"Master!" Zhao Yunyan and the others were sent in front of the Qianyuan Sect, and at this moment, everyone, including Zhao Yunyan and the seriously injured Li Chong, watched the battle between the white-haired old woman and the Rakshasa , and seeing the condition of the white-haired old woman, Zhao Yunyan couldn't help but murmur softly.

"Is she your master?" Li Chong was too seriously injured and the guide couldn't concentrate, and although Zhao Yunyan's voice was very low, he still heard it.

"Well, she is my master, what should I do, even her old man is not the opponent of the demon king, let alone the three terrifying guys who tortured and annihilated" Zhao Yunyan was very worried, looking at the white-haired old woman who was weak in the field, and felt a little sad.

The rakshasa who swallowed the green lightning into his belly grinned, and the skull's head actually began to be bloodshot, and as the black qi was constantly blasted out and integrated by the three of them from the Demon Suppression Palace, his skeletonized body actually showed signs of flesh and blood rebirth.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this liao wants to use the demonic qi in the Demon Suppression Hall to restore his strength, if he doesn't stop it now, it will definitely be a big disaster when he fully recovers, and there will be no one in the Five Domains to meet him, and we can only have a chance of winning if we work together!" The white-haired old woman shook her head helplessly and looked towards the gray-clothed woman.

It's not that she doesn't look at the nearly 10,000 Terran cultivators with hope, but her cultivation is really too weak, and even the cultivation of the True God Realm is only the black robe of the demon clan, and she is seriously injured.

"Prevent him from getting out of trouble, it is the duty of the three ghosts of our Demon Dao!" The woman in gray seemed to be the leader of the three ghosts of the countless Demon Dao, although her tone was very cold, but she made her stand out, as soon as her words came out, tens of thousands of ghosts, necromancers, and zombies all had an undercurrent surging, approaching the Rakshasa with an undercurrent.

"This person is the great demon of the extraterritorial Shura clan, the old enemy of my human race, the ban on the air here has been broken, the Terran monks who are willing to stay will stay, and those who are not willing to stay will retreat from this place!" The white-haired old woman spoke again, obviously aimed at nearly 10,000 Terran monks.

As soon as the old woman said this, nearly 10,000 people were in an uproar, and now it is a fool who probably guessed something, a great demon is about to be born, and it is still the old enemy of the human race, and the white-haired old woman is going to take advantage of the fact that she has not fully recovered her strength and wants to take risks, risking her life and desperately.

To stay or to leave, this is a very strict question, although staying can make a contribution, but the hope is too small, one person can resist everyone, it seems to be the former supreme, although the strength has been greatly reduced, but it is not that they can resist, and there are still three people who have not made a move, and staying is equivalent to death.

"I'll stay!" Manyang was the first to come forward, and as the first person stood up, someone continued to come forward one after another.

Who wouldn't be shocked in the face of life and death, not to mention some sacrifices that have no chance of winning.

Tens of thousands of people were divided into two major factions in just a moment, those who left and those who stayed had less than ten breaths, nearly 10,000 people, and there were less than 500 people left, among which there were high and low cultivators, of course, most of them were still cultivated, and there were only a few who were powerless after all.

Among them, the three major sects have the most people left, and the Qianyuan Sect has also left Luoyang Feng in addition to the departure of the Heavenly Mouse, not because the two of them are greedy for life and afraid of death, but for the sake of the sect, the same, the same is true for the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Xueluo Sect, respectively, they sent two Yuanying monks and some elites in the sect to leave.

There are more people left in the Black Alliance, because most of the people in the Black League were recruited to cultivate because of the fight against the three major sects, and now that this kind of thing has happened, who doesn't want to live a few more years, and in the end there are less than two hundred people left, and careful people can find that there are fifty or sixty people in these less than two hundred people with a special atmosphere, they are demon cultivators, and they are also the only remaining fifty or sixty people of the Crocodile Clan.

Zi Feng left, he walked very neatly, without the slightest hesitation, this guide zhì many of the Black Alliance people who were originally from the great sect and cultivated for a high level rolled their eyes, surprisingly the witch god of the Heavenly Court Sect did not leave, he had been standing in place and his eyes had been staring at the Rakshasa body, revealing an indescribable smell.

"Jin Cheng, Li Chong, you leave quickly! Go back to Qianyuanzong!" Han Chenzi looked at Li Chong and Jin Cheng, trying to persuade the two to leave.

Li Chong has been seriously injured, not to mention the already weak cultivation, even restoring his strength will not help much, although Jincheng is already a Jindan realm cultivator, but it is cost-effective for such a genius seedling to stay in the sect, they have lived for such a long time, and if they die, they will die, and the continuation of the sect is more important than their lives.

Especially in the mouth of Rakshasa I also heard that Li Chong is Chaos Mysterious Spirit Body, although not many people paid attention to Rakshasa words not long ago, and those who heard it did not necessarily know the origin of the Chaos Mysterious Spirit Body, and even he didn't think of what a strange physique it was for a while, but it would definitely not be bad to be valued by such a being.

"Let's go, Li Chong, you are a Chaos Xuan Spirit Body, leaving quickly is the best choice, with our cultivation, staying will not help, don't wait and let the Rakshasa Demon King take advantage of it, but it will help you!" Zhao Yunfei persuaded.

Li Chong and Jin Cheng glanced at each other, smiled slightly, and did not refuse, they were about to leave with Mo Shusheng and the others, but before he could leave, the evil laughter of Rakshasa rang out again.

"So many people, they are the best tonic, how can I let you leave, no one can think about it!" Rakshasa pinched his hands and pointed towards the ground, and a transparent fingerprint fluctuation instantly filled the earth.

"Click!" There was a sudden clattering sound on the ground not far away, followed by a direct movement on the ground, followed by a burst of dirt explosion, and a white skeleton jumped out of thin air.

This skeleton is not the bones of the human race and the general demon race, these white bones look like the head is sharp, the mouth is full of white fangs, the back has wings, it looks like a human shape, the skeleton is about a foot high, the claws and white bones are sharp like blades, and the bone wings on the back are as thin as bat wings, which looks very sharp.

"Click, click, click!!" Strange sounds continued to be heard on the ground for dozens of miles, and then a white skeleton appeared again, and in just a moment, nearly 5,000 white skeletons appeared.

"Soul of Resentment, listen to my call, go through the past and the present, and return again!" "Rakshasa Divine Consciousness Royal Sound, forming a circle of black Divine Consciousness Qi Lang Cover falling down to countless skeletons below.

Nearly 5,000 white skeletons did not have the slightest life, looking at the vast white expanse from top to bottom, the skeletons all stood in place and did not move, but as the Rakshasa is divine consciousness and sound ripples fell, the eyes of the countless skeletons all lit up, and all of them ignited two black flames.

As the black flames burst into flames, the five thousand skeletons seemed to suddenly come to life, looking around one by one, as if they were adapting to the new environment.

"Shura's bones, suffered!" The white-haired old woman couldn't help but sigh heavily when she saw the condition of countless white bones.

"Shura army, it's been 30,000 years, today the deity will let you fight again, and you won't bury your bones in a foreign land for 30,000 years! Kill me!" Rakshasa broke the gong and roared, and a powerful look immediately came out.

"Roar !!" The army of bones roared in the sky, their joints clicking, and then all of them fluttered their bone wings and flew into the air, targeting the Terran monks who were desperately rushing to the periphery of the Fallen Holy Land.