The demon body exposed by the White Bone Demon King was made up of countless white bones, like a mountain. Facing Yan Shu's sword that faintly realized the essence of swordsmanship, Luo Sen took the sword of unity of Buddha and demons and enlightenment and liberation.
Although it was a little surprised, it was not afraid.
Hundreds of skull demons rushed out of the countless bones that formed their demon body, swallowed and spitted the poisonous gas, rushed up against the sword light, opened their jaws and smiled quackly, and bit the sword.
Yan Shu shattered dozens of skull demons with one sword, and under Luo Sen's long sword, they left without saying a word.
If these skull demons fall into the hands of ordinary evil ways, they will definitely regard them as treasures. They will seek the flesh and blood of living people to feed them carefully, and run rampant in the world. However, when the White Bone Demon King is thrown out to wipe out the sword light, there is no disgusting feeling!
Its body, countless skeletons at the same time, a black line that looked like spider silk was protruding.
This is the corpse poisonous and filthy aura produced when a corpse rots. A corpse can release the black gas from a coffin. It can be refined with the phosphorus fire of a dry bone to form a fine, colorless and odorless black thread.
Countless black silks wrapped around the body of the White Bone Demon King, condensed into a black whip as thick as a giant vine around the waist, and waved his hand to whip at the two of them.
There are countless souls attached to the whip, with a breathtaking weirdness.
As long as you are rubbed by this black whip, the evil ghost evil spirits and the souls that have been sacrificed by evil magic will suck the souls into the bones, and will suck the cultivator alive and turn them into a silk thread on it, and be wiped out by countless unjust souls.
The long whip broke the sword light...
Yan Shu withdrew the sword light, returned to the air and stood side by side with Qian Chen, and said, "This old demon is not easy to deal with! This white bone demon body is afraid that it is not its true body, but a ghost that it sacrifices and refined, and its true body is hidden in it. Even if my flying sword is sharp, it cannot be found and killed!"
"Bone Demon City?" Qian Chen asked in a low voice.
Yan Shu thought for a while and nodded slightly: "The White Bone Demon City is composed of countless White Bone Gods and Demons. Although it is just a skeleton that wants to be a ghost, it really has that smell."
"It is only so tragic disasters like this three hundred years ago that it can gather so many corpses and souls."
Under Qian Chen's men, countless thunder sounds rolled out and turned into surging thunder clouds, wrapping the demonic body of the White Bone Demon King in front of him.
The lightning swept across, shattering the demonic energy outside it. Even if there are occasionally white bones forming a demon body, they will be destroyed in the thunder sound. For the white bone demon king who is three hundred feet tall, it is still a drop in the bucket.
"You said you killed the Wild Wolf King?" The White Bone Demon King sneered.
"Is that just because of that?"
Qian Chen glanced at Guo Fei behind him, smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Bone Demon King, you are not as good as the Wild Wolf King! He has seven major distractions, billions of spiritual consciousness, and is quite creative. And the trick you played is too outdated!"
"Do you know that you have a senior blood demon who slaughtered creatures in a world like you, devoured hundreds of cultivators, refined the body of a blood sea demon, and refined the souls of the cultivator mortals he killed into blood shadows! Each blood shadow is a life. Even if the magic weapon is flying sword, he must be killed three thousand times before he can kill this demon!"
"But do you know what happened to him?"
The White Bone Demon King was slightly surprised and whispered: "This fellow practitioner has some skills. Can you humans still kill him?"
"But its fate was that it was sealed in the orifice of the seven righteous seniors, suffering from the poisonous fire of the earth's lungs, and was killed by Qian's sword..."
The White Bone Demon King raised his head and laughed: "Children, don't say that this matter is just yours. Even if it is true, you can seal it, but you will definitely not be able to do anything to me, because this world is no longer the world of the human race! With the Peacock King Ming, who did you seal me?"
Qian Chen nodded slightly to Guo Fei, Yan Shu, and then turned to look at the White Bone Demon King.
"Do you know... what are the seven treasures of demon subduing?"
The White Bone Demon King snorted coldly: "Three hundred years ago, there were also many bulls with noses. The bald donkey held the treasures of demon subduing left by their ancestors, and they all humiliated themselves!"
Qian Chen, Yan Shu, Guo Fei, Ning Qingchen, and the big yellow chicken were hundreds of feet apart, faintly forming a ring, surrounding the White Bone Demon King. Luo Sen stood on the ground with a knife. He whispered: "The Demon-Ding Treasure Mirror, I can replace it with the magical powers of the demon mirror! It is rare that everyone gathers here, and we should let the ancestors make their arrangements and play one or two."
Yan Shu took a deep breath and slapped the sword box on his back...
"Demon-subduing Sword Box!"
The sword energy gushed out from the sword box, with the power of almost two thousand years ago. Yan Shu's body and sword were united, turning into a storm of swords, driving the vast sword energy that filled the heaven and earth, and rushed straight up.
The sword is green and the three hundred miles away.
Immediately afterwards, countless sword energy penetrated straight from Qingming, and a mighty sword energy fell down the river. A sword light wrapped in the long river of sword energy, causing the thunder sound to roll...
The White Bone Demon King threw out a black whip and roared. The huge demon body whip shattered the sharp edge of tens of thousands of sword energy, but soon, the black whip in his hand broke inch under the impact of the sword energy, turning into pure foul air.
The sword light that followed split the three hundred feet tall white bone demon body from top to bottom.
"Sign up the magic mirror!"
Qian Chen flew away from Qingming, held up a round light with both hands, pressing down towards the White Bone Demon King, and a mirror light that penetrated the sky and the earth shot out from the Demon Imagination Mirror and shone on the huge White Bone Demon Body.
As the magic mirror rotated slightly, the mirror light shone from the three hundred feet of demon body, shining into a thread, and illuminating it on the true body of the White Bone Demon King.
At this moment, the east is gradually getting white...
"Demon-breaking Golden Needle!"
Ning Qingchen shouted, and the big yellow chicken cried for a long time, and the rising sun in the east jumped out. The first ray of sunlight mixed with a little golden light in his eyes, nailed to the inconspicuous body, which was like an ordinary dry bone.
The White Bone Demon King screamed and found that all his changes were locked by the small golden needle, and he could no longer move and change within the White Bone Demon Body.
At this moment, real fear emerged from his heart.
"Demon-Bonus Silver Ring!"
Si Qingcheng finally formed a pill to attack, and the golden elixir realm was stable. She walked out of the golden light, untied a silver ring on her head, and threw it down. The silver ring fell into the boundless pile of white bones, and a soft whisper, the silver ring turned, as if it had encapsulated the entire world, and put the true body of the white bone demon king into the ring.
"Demon-refining true fire!"
It was Ning Qingchen again, a milky white pure yang flame appeared at her fingertips. Her face was slightly pale. It was obvious that the magic power had not yet recovered. At this time, the twenty-four Yellow Turban God Generals in the Si Qingcheng Divine Realm blessed her with magic power.
Twenty-four elixirs who have become the third grade of elixir, their magic powers are almost as blessed as those of senior Yin Gods.
Ning Qingchen nodded slightly to Junior Sister Si, and the real fire of the demon refining in his hand was sprinkled. The bound white bone demon king could only look at the countless ghosts that formed three hundred feet of demon bodies and burned violently in the true fire.
"Xuantian Demon Sword!"
Qian Chen shouted, and an empty echo came from all around him. He shook his head and sighed: "This demon-subduing weapon is gone after all..."
"But in my hands, it has also ushered in a new life!"
Qian Chen flipped his right hand, and Huntian Qingluo Umbrella appeared in his hand, pulled out the lovely sword, and said to Luosen: "Get out the knife!"
"Friendly!"
The sword light rose up, and the long sword was lifted, and the seven Xuantian Star Stones on the hilt reflected the void. Qian Chen's long sword was drawn out. The sword light was tortuous, drawing the trajectory of the Beidou in the void, with an endless sense of elegance. The Beidou was killed and the sword light attracted the life!
"Ego!"
Luo Sen sighed quietly, and the Great Liberation Demon Sword slashed towards the White Bone Demon King with the last bit of remnant thoughts.
With one sword and one sword...
The true body of the White Bone Demon King who cultivated into the Immortal Demon Body was instantly killed.
The remaining soul of the White Bone Demon King took this opportunity and struggled for the last time. Its Yin God escaped, and the ability of the Heavenly Ghost instantly merged into the void. The ghost escape technique was almost exerted to the extreme...
But another sword light floated up on Qian Chen's body.
This time the sword light was even better than the sword attack just now, and with a sharp edge that nothing could not be killed, he cut the Yin God down.
"Sorry! The Xuantian Demon-Slaying Sword was cast into three swords by me!"
"There is still a sword here!"
Without the need for a jade bottle to transform into demons, the Yin God of the White Bone Demon King was clearly killed. At this moment, countless unjust souls bound by him were suddenly liberated. The countless ghosts left under the true fire of demon refining and the evil ghosts that had not been refined in the ghosts, flew up like locusts, and fled in all directions.
"You can't just escape like this and harm the world!"
A small blade-edged jade bottle in Guo Fei's hand emits a fairy light...
"Demon-turning Jade Bottle!"
The seven treasures of demon subduing combined their forces to activate the fairy light to cover the world, swallowing hundreds of thousands of ghosts who wanted to escape into the jade bottle. Several people worked together to activate the magic weapon, but in just three moments, the ghosts in the bottle were refined and turned into clear soul liquid nectar.
Everyone who had participated in the Blood Demon Battle looked at each other.
Laughed together.
Guo Fei clasped his fists and said, "In the battle of the Blood Demon, he retreated in the end. It seems that the fellow Taoists still eliminated the Blood Demon, but it made Guo feel ashamed."
"It's just everyone's choice! Why be ashamed!" Qian Chen didn't care, he didn't know his own people anyway.
Guo Fei poured out the soul liquid in the jade bottle and divided it into seven parts, and divided it into one piece according to the seven treasures of the demon subduing. The foundation of the White Bone Demon King was almost swallowed up by Si Qingcheng. If it weren't for this, it wouldn't have been so furious.
The remaining points were also divided by several people.
This demon king was completely destroyed like the Wisdom King.
Luo Sen took the knife and returned it to Qian Chen. He picked up the two broken Miao swords and Japanese swords, and sat cross-legged on the scattered white bone hills. His body suddenly scattered into a pair of inconspicuous dry bones. Two broken swords were inserted on the ground, silently absorbing the demonic energy from the white bones to recover.
Zen Master Faxin slowly welcomed him, looked at Qian Chen and others, and said excitedly: "Several fellow Taoists mentioned just now that even the Wisdom King was killed by you! But is it true?"
Qian Chen looked around and smiled, "We have all killed the White Bone Demon King, so we shouldn't be lying about this!"
"No, no... I am not suspicious of some fellow Taoists!" Zen Master Faxin said excitedly: "But I want to ask some fellow Taoists to follow me back to Guzhu Kingdom to meet the Spirit King!"
Qian Chen thought slightly and smiled, "Yes, apart from these two demons, it is time to face the Peacock King Ming!"
When Zen Master Faxin heard the name of the Peacock King, he rarely showed a look of deep hatred, heart-wrenching and deep fear. This monk, who had been facing life and death many times, was still unmoved, and even if the White Bone Demon King appeared, could not shake his heart, at this moment, the Zen heart was actually cast in shadow.
Chapter completed!