Guo Twelve was overjoyed when he heard this. Before he could react, these broken bones were screened, ground, and purified to obtain high-grade bone powder. It was a good material for making bone talisman bases, and high-grade bone powder was extremely versatile.
Seeing Guo Twelve and others vigorously digging out the broken bones, Bao Chengyong burst into laughter. Yan Ruodai laughed and scolded: "You bad guy, you have another bad idea."
Bao Chengyong said: "This is not a bad idea, I just think it's fun. Oh, how much I miss it... When I was young, everything I saw was new and I wanted to collect everything. When I saw them, I felt old
Got it!"
The difference between the broken bones here and the broken bones in Bone Breaking Gorge is that most of the broken bones in Bone Breaking Gorge are left by mutants and professionals, with only a few mutated rune beasts. Most of the broken bones here are ancient mutated runes.
The quality of those left behind by beasts or even alienated rune beasts is completely different. Bao Chengyong may be joking, but what he said is not wrong at all. The broken bones here are of high value.
Guo Twelve didn't have time to purify and select, so he was very direct. He took the hidden talisman bag and put it in regardless of whether it was good or bad. He would deal with it slowly later when he had time.
A few dozen minutes later, Guo Twelve collected the broken bones from two talisman bags. Unfortunately, there was not enough time, and Hu Miluo was already shouting: "Twelve, come back, we are about to set off."
The four people immediately flew up to the altar of Juehu Miluo. Guo Twelve sighed: "It's a pity that there is not enough time, it is a pity..."
Juehu Miluo said: "No need to regret it, there should be more advanced ones inside..."
Guo Twelve was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this was just the periphery. Only the weak would die here first, and the powerful would definitely go deeper. But that was not the truth. He smiled and said: "If you can collect something, you can count on it.
If you don’t want to rest when you get there, where can we collect it?”
Juehu Miluo seemed a little surprised when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Not bad, I have a good attitude. Sit back, we are going to break in."
Zhou Xiaoling naturally sat next to Guo Twelve and hugged his arm tightly. Guo Twelve smiled and said: "Ding Ding, don't pinch me again." Zhou Xiaoling was so embarrassed that she punched him hard and whispered: "I
Just pinch! Just pinch!" She was already frightened by the altar, and she felt that she could calm down only by sitting next to Twelve.
The altar quickly rose into the air, and the six altars were connected together again, crashing into the turbulent flow. The altar began to vibrate violently again, and this time both Guo Twelve and Zhou Xiaoling had some resistance.
Guo Twelve calmed down and observed carefully.
Black air currents crisscrossed each other. Now he understood that if it were not for the protection of the altar, these air currents could strangle him into pieces.
The surroundings were in a state of confusion. Apart from the black air currents, nothing could be seen clearly. Only the light from the six altars could be seen.
It can be seen that the speed of the altar is very fast, and it is not flying in a straight line. From time to time, Guo Twelve can see huge pillars, which are all naturally formed giant stone pillars. The surface is uneven, with runes flashing constantly. The altar can always be careful
Guo Twelve wanted to ask several times, but seeing the serious look on Juehu Miluo's face, he knew that he couldn't disturb him at this time.
Just listen to Ling Zhenren shouting: "Enter the formation and strengthen your defense!"
Guo Twelve felt his eyes light up, and then he took a breath. He saw the blades formed by countless virtual symbols flashing, forming a stream of swords composed of blades. The flashing light illuminated the surrounding area.
.The moment the six altars broke in, countless knives cut through them.
Master Ling shouted loudly, and a big earth-yellow hand appeared, then turned into golden yellow, and grabbed Daoliu fiercely.
Choke! Ding! Ding! Ding...
Sparks shot out, and the blade formed by the virtual talisman turned out to be the same as a real metal blade. When it hit the palm, it made a crisp metal collision sound. Ling Zhenren shouted: "Feng Xilong, it's you!" The six altars turned around, and the wind
The altar of Hiron stood in front.
A small tornado appeared in the palm of Feng Xilong's hand. With a flick of his finger, the thin tornado flew out. As soon as it left the range of the altar, it suddenly expanded, a sharp whistling sound sounded, and it directly hit the knife flow.
middle.
Feng Xilong's whirlwind didn't know how it was formed, but its power was so powerful that Guo Twelve was dumbfounded. This thing was so powerful that the entire flow of swords became chaotic, with clanking sounds, and the blades
It flew around and hit the altar's protection, splashing out countless sparks.
Guo Twelve suddenly understood that if the stream of swords continued to attack the altar, no matter whose altar it was, it would probably be unbearable. Only by disrupting the trajectory of the stream of swords could the threat of the stream of swords be reduced.
Feng Xilong suddenly shouted: "Yan Ruodai! It's your turn!"
The six altars quickly rotated, and Yan Ruodai's altar moved to the front.
Yan Ruodai stood up, pointed the thunder staff forward in her hand, and lightning bolts shot out.
Click! Rumble...
This time it was more direct. The blades formed by those virtual symbols immediately turned into nothingness under the impact of thunder and lightning. Master Ling couldn't help but praised: "Good!"
Thunder and lightning bolts were fired one after another, making the sword flow unable to form an effective attack.
Soon it was Bao Chengyong's turn. The sacrificial treasure this guy used was a huge black sword. When the sword was struck, a gap was cut. The six altars rushed forward at lightning speed. So far, only a few people have been able to cope with it.
freely.
Master Ling shouted loudly: "We're about to go out! Bao Chengyong, be careful!"
Countless sword streams suddenly came together with great force and a loud roar, converging into a huge sword that was shining brightly. In an instant, the surroundings were blank, and there was no blade formed by a virtual talisman. The sword looked full.
It was a thousand meters long and hung high in the sky. Bao Chengyong was so frightened that he screamed: "Help me!"
Bao Chengyong suddenly slapped his chest and spit out a mouthful of fresh blood. It turned into a stream of blood and merged into the black giant sword. The black giant sword also expanded rapidly, reaching more than 800 meters in length. This has reached his limit. Six altars
Suppressed by the golden sword, he stopped. Bao Chengyong stretched out his hand to point at the black giant sword, his face became extremely solemn.
Guo Twelve knew that this level was about defeating this golden sword. He was also very scared. The golden sword above his head looked real. In his previous life, this was unimaginable. A thousand-meter-long sword...
Even if you see it, you can't make it at all.
Zhou Xiaoling hugged Guo Twelve's arm tightly, and she was also frightened. This knife was full of killing breath, making people breathless, and the power of deterrence was very powerful. Even if they were sitting on the altar, they felt
Hu Miluo's protection also made me feel very uncomfortable.
Due to the constraints of the small talisman array, others cannot replace Bao Chengyong. The six altars cannot be moved at this time, so Bao Chengyong must face this terrifying giant sword. The only people who can assist him from the side are Ling Zhenren and Yan
Ruo Dai, the two of them prepared at the same time, trying to help Bao Chengyong resist.
The pressure increased, and the giant golden sword slowly fell.
Guo Twelve sat on the altar. You must know that Juehu Miluo's position is in the center. If Bao Chengyong cannot resist, they will be the second altar to suffer disaster.
The golden sword seemed to be falling slowly, but the overwhelming momentum made everyone feel breathless. The hearts of Guo Twelve and others were beating wildly, and their faces turned pale and uncertain.
Bao Chengyong designated the giant sword, gritted his teeth, and slowly moved forward. Both sides seemed to be accumulating power, so the swords moved very slowly, but the blades of both made a crackling sound, seeming to blow the air.
All shattered.
Suddenly, the thousand-meter-long sword fell down, and the speed suddenly became faster, and the whistling sound was shocking. Bao Chengyong shouted: "Feng Xilong... I have been harmed by you! Open it..."
The black giant sword rushed forward without hesitation, making the same shrill sound as it cut through the air.
boom!
A head-on collision without any fancy, a crazy blow!
Bao Chengyong spurted out a mouthful of blood and slowly sat down, his altar shaking violently. Fortunately, Juehu Miluo was behind him desperately giving him the virtual talisman to help him control the altar.
Guo Twelve felt a thunderbolt explode above his head, causing him to fall backwards. Blood came out from the ears, nose and mouth of the four people. This shock wave injured all of them.
At the moment of collision, Ling Zhenren and Yan Ruodai took action at the same time.
Yan Ruodai waved her thunder staff and fired a thunder ball. As soon as it rose, it turned into a huge electric grid, covering one side of the giant sword, while Ling Zhenren slapped a giant palm directly on the other side. The two of them.
They all used their maximum strength to try to break up the giant sword.
Guo Twelve fell over on the altar. After all, Zhou Xiaoling is a fuwu professional and has stronger physical fitness than Guo Twelve. She turned around to protect Guo Twelve.
The corner of Eagle Demon's mouth was bleeding, and he said in horror: "Damn..."
Luo Zhan fell into a semi-conscious state.
Then there were two more loud noises, and the kilometer-long golden sword exploded, turning into countless virtual symbols and flying away. Master Ling shouted: "Charge over! Feng Xilong is in front!" The six altars shook slightly.
After turning around, Feng Xilong reached the front and shouted: "I will open the way!"
Bao Chengyong sat on the top of the altar, and another mouthful of blood spurted out. He took back the black giant sword with difficulty and cursed: "Damn it... I lost a lot this time..."
Master Ling responded to him despite his busy schedule: "It's not a loss!"
Bao Chengyong said angrily: "Loss!"
Feng Xilong shouted: "Come out!"
Guo Twelve turned over and sat up depressedly, smiling awkwardly: "I seem to have fainted..."
The Eagle Demon finally regained his composure, and couldn't help but laugh when he heard the words, with blood flowing down the corner of his mouth. Guo Twelve said: "Uncle, why are you laughing...what's so funny...take the Fu Dan!"
Luo Zhan patted his head hard and asked, "Where is this?"