Naturally, the Skeleton Dragon couldn't speak and didn't pay attention to Song Yin's words. The dragon bones that he had worn away grew back again as the bone mountain squirmed.
The dragon flew back to Bone Mountain. It seemed that it knew it couldn't eat Song Yin, so it began to sway on the top of the mountain.
The huge bone mountain trembled like an earthquake. Several half-moon shapes protruded forward from the huge mountain. Countless bones gathered in this half-moon shape, forming sharp bone blades like knives at its corners.
laugh!
Three huge bone blades plowed deep ravines in the land, and with an extremely sharp sound of tearing the air, they quickly rushed towards Song Yin.
The sound made the two people behind the white wall tremble in their hearts.
The bone blade is as big as the peak of Sumeru Vein, and its power is so powerful that even just looking at it makes people dare not resist.
So huge and yet they are so small.
Three mountains of bone blades came towards Song Yin from three directions, like three mountains merging, trying to crush and crush the people inside.
With such power, even if it is senior brother
Bang!
White light emitted from the center of the three huge bone blades. It was like a small light spot under the huge bone blades. White energy emitted from it, which quickly climbed up the bone blades, gradually wearing away the huge thing.
This mountain is like the mighty force of nature, which cannot resist the mind.
"You're damn easygoing. Didn't I remember that you had revenge? When you were deceived by the master, you were full of anger!"
A layer of white air directly covered this huge mountain of bones, as if it was covered with a layer of white veil, and the bones covered with this torrent were almost invisible, like a fairy mountain.
It's okay for them to die here.
The feeling of powerlessness is too much.
"Just a small road."
Sui Sui!
The bones were falling. A bone quickly fell from the mountain, bounced for a while and rolled to the ground. Then, a large number of bones followed that bone and continued to fall to the ground.
But the white air emanating from the whole body is like the sun in the sky, dazzling and hot.
"Why did you call him?"
It was so dazzling that Wang Qizheng thought of the past.
The bone mountain squirmed quickly, as if it had collapsed. A large number of bones poured down, turning into a mountain-like white torrent, heading straight forward.
The two of them watched the torrent approaching quickly, even reaching a few meters in front of them. They could clearly see the details of the wriggling bones. Soon, they would be able to accompany the torrent.
Buzz!
But at this moment, there was a sudden trembling sound inside, as if something was breaking open.
As he spoke, his body became more bent, and his footsteps were deeply imprinted in the yellow sand. As he charged forward, he stepped on a depression in the yellow sand. With his white energy, his body was like lightning, and he quickly ran towards the bone mountain.
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No matter how powerful you are, you can't say you can escape unscathed if you encounter one.
"ah?"
Wang Qi was smacking his lips, and retracted the thin wings behind his back. He looked at the torrent of bones coming quickly, gritted his teeth and said: "What a fucking world. If I had known better, I would have gone back to Da Zhao and killed a few food building disciples."
Just like that year when the city suffered a flood, it was also such a high and turbulent torrent.
Wang Qizheng said anxiously: "What are you doing standing still? Run quickly!"
Song Yin's body was slightly bent at this time, as if he was about to charge forward. When he heard shouting from behind, he turned his head and looked over, and saw both of them looking at him tremblingly.
"But."
"Just you? I'm afraid you won't be able to get to the place, and you will be defeated by the righteous way somewhere to slay demons."
Zhang Fei
But if the locust demon was born back then, there would be someone standing in front of them.
If the flood happened back then, there would be someone standing in front of them
If only someone had rushed up to her when she turned into a pig.
If the water monster was eating people, a person would rush up to it.
No matter how dangerous, terrifying, huge, or too daunting the front is, it doesn't matter how dangerous it is.
"roar!!"
The rolling torrent stopped in front of them.
Zhang Fei
But when he glanced at it, he found that Zhang Feixuan was even more frightened than him. He stared blankly at the torrent of white bones getting closer and closer, his face turned pale, as if he had seen something extremely frightening.
As soon as he walked out, a large number of bones were struck horizontally, all hitting Song Yin's body and stagnating his figure.
He looked at Wang Qizheng, as if he was expecting something, his voice trembled to the point of distortion, and he repeated, "What if he can save us?"
Under the white air, the bone blade seemed to have lost its vitality and just stood there.
The light spots that were submerged were just submerged without any change.
But there is such a person, tell them, who can protect you.
Isn’t it? It’s different!
boom!!
boom!
"Evil heretics!!"
Zhang Feixuan pointed to Song Yin, who was running towards the huge torrent in front, and said: "What if Senior Brother can save us?"
While the green mist around them is still there, and the wall of white energy is still there, they are not affected by the life-stealing energy of the world, and this is their chance to escape.
The Skeleton Dragon looked up to the sky and roared, and half of its body suddenly curled up and merged with the Bone Mountain.
"Come on, let's die here. That's right, we should have died a long time ago. It would be better to die in the hands of those monsters than to die in the hands of those righteous people who eliminate demons and protect the way. It will not be considered a humiliation to oneself."
Wang Qizheng raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you talking about?"
Wang Qizheng didn't understand and said: "Once this thing gets close, I don't know whether senior brother will survive or not. We are really going to be doomed!"
When the torrent met the white light spot, it was like a stone thrown into the sea, without even making waves. The torrent of white bones surged forward, seeming to submerge everything in the world.
He turned to look at Song Yin who quickly ran under the torrent. In front of the white torrent, that figure was like a son of heaven and earth, so small that it seemed that he could be trampled to death at will.
The torrent is getting closer and closer, and the wall of white air in front of it is unknown whether it has been maintained for a long time or has disappeared because Song Yin died.
"Um?"
Wang Qizheng was so frightened that his calves were trembling. Subconsciously, two pairs of thin wings sprouted from his back, and he was about to fly away.
Wang Qi was about to retort, but suddenly he remembered the heavy rain that day and the scene of Song Yin pointing to the sky and roaring, and he was suddenly stunned.
Nothing has changed.
He bared his white teeth and said: "How can I retreat from this evil path? Don't be afraid, two junior brothers. I will protect you. Let's see how I can cure it!"
Song Yin walked out from between the bone blades, clenched his fists, and walked quickly towards the bone mountain, "Is the mountain the true body? Then I'll kill you!"
The words stopped suddenly, Zhang Feixuan could be seen clenching his fists, his eyes gradually turned red, and seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.
The torrent of bones is like a flood.
Zhang Fei
Monsters are more legendary than legends!
As soon as Song Yin's eyes were focused, white energy filled him, and he grew forward a few inches, obliterating all the bones that were shot.
He was so powerless back then.
Those bones were unable to cause harm to Song Yin. They all collapsed, but the impact was real. Just like the skeleton dragon used its dragon head to top him before, the huge force it brought caused Song Yin to also
Couldn't bear it the first time.
A familiar voice sounded together with the explosion on the top of the mountain. A figure burst out of the sky, and the figure stayed in the air, reflecting the bright sun in the sky.
If not Song Yin, who could he be?
I can’t hold on anymore. I have a lot of relatives during the Chinese New Year, so I have gone to two houses today, and I have no more manuscripts to save. The two chapters I owe are going back a little bit, and I will try to finish them in the next two days, and then continue to save the manuscripts and wait for them to be put on the shelves.
Forgive me, gentlemen, and I will bow down to you!