Chapter 1266 Reincarnation Pool

Half an hour later, Song Jian almost left the buildings of Zhenmo Temple and came to a jungle in the back mountain. Soon, Song Jian followed a small path in the jungle and stood at the door of a dilapidated hall.

This hall looks very desolate, it seems that no one has been there for a long time, but the path that Song Jian walked before was completely made by people walking and trampling, and the end of that path is this dilapidated hall .

Standing in front of the main hall door, Song Jian suddenly had an ominous feeling. Looking at the closed hall door, there seemed to be a black aura like a sea tide in front of Song Jian's eyes, rushing towards him, making him break out in cold sweat. It's not for completing the task. Now he just wants to turn around and leave immediately, and he doesn't want to stay here for a moment.

After hesitating for a long time, Song Jian took a step forward and pushed towards the palace door.

crunch~

There was a piercing sound of rubbing, and Song Jian pushed open the door and walked in.

At this time, the whole picture of the entire hall was displayed in front of him. The first thing that catches the eye is a large pool in the center of the hall. The pool is rectangular in shape, and inside is a thick green liquid that is constantly tumbling in the pool.

White figures and souls struggled and wailed in the pool, trying to climb up from the pool, but they couldn't escape the shackles of the pool.

Song Jian was startled, rubbed his eyes, and then looked at the pool, only to see a pool of thick green liquid tumbling.

"Samsara Pool!" Suddenly, the Samsara Pool mentioned by Wraith Spirit appeared in Song Jian's mind. This pool must be the Samsara Pool they were talking about!

Across the pool of reincarnation, there is a statue more than 30 meters high. This statue is carved from a whole piece of black spar. It is almost exactly the same as the ancient desolate demon god Song Jian saw before. It has eight arms, and each arm is holding a weapon.

It's just that there is a big hole in the heart of the demon statue in front of you, and you can even see the wall behind it from the hole!

In the big hole at the heart, an oil lamp was emitting a faint light, and the bean-like flame kept flickering, as if it would be extinguished in the next moment.

In the entire hall, there was almost no one to be seen, only a frail old monk, bent over and cleaning the entire hall.

With a broom in his hand, he moved very slowly, sweeping the floor one after another. It was obvious that the floor was already bright, but his movements never stopped, like a programmed robot.

As if he heard someone coming in, the old monk who couldn't straighten his waist asked without raising his head: "The monks in the Demon Lord's Temple, are you still persisting? Have you brought back their souls this time?"

Did not hear the expected answer, the old monk frowned, raised his head and looked towards the door of the temple.

At this time, Song Jian discovered that there were actually twelve scarlet scars on the head of the gray-robed old monk. For a while, Song Jian clenched the Potian Sword in his hand and became vigilant.

The more ring scars on the head of the demon bone monk, the stronger its strength. He had met the most powerful demon bone monk before, with the strength of the commanding level, and there were only nine ring scars on the top of his head.

The bone monk in front of him, who looked like he could be blown down by a gust of wind, was stronger than the bone monk Song Jian had encountered before!

Seeing Song Jian, the aged demon bone monk showed a strange look in his eyes, and the corners of his dry mouth turned up slightly: "I didn't expect that there are still humans who can explore here..."

Kaka, Kakaka~

A sound of bones rubbing against the bone monk's body rang out. It was obvious that the bones in the old bone monk's body were mutating. It looked like a wriggling monster wrapped in a skin.

With a thought in his mind, Song Jian directly locked on to the demon bone monk, and performed Wanjian Jue. Hundreds of spiritual swords were condensed in an instant, floating around Song Jian's body.

As Song Jian slashed at the opponent, countless spirit swords made a sharp sound of piercing through the air, and flew towards the demon bone monk.

Wow~

The Samsara Pool, which was originally boiling and tumbling, suddenly stirred up a large splash of water. Countless thick green pool water rose into the air, forming a huge palm with a diameter of more than ten meters, and grabbed towards the Spirit Sword.

chi chi chi ~

Dozens of spirit swords were grasped by the big hands condensed by the pool water, and suddenly there were thick white eyes. Song Jian could feel that the connection between these more than ten spirit swords and him was rapidly weakening, and at the same time, the surface of the spirit swords was also corroded. Mottled, within a few seconds, the spirit sword collapsed and shattered.

Although this big hand condensed by the pool water is powerful, it is still powerless in the face of hundreds of spirit swords. After corroding dozens of spirit swords, the remaining spirit swords were still slashed fiercely. On the body of this old monk.

Ah~

A shrill scream came out from the mouth of the Demon Bone Monk. The dark red karmic fire was burning on the surface of its body. The damage caused by it, which was originally continuing to energize, directly burst out all its power.

The big hand of the pool water that was constantly corroding turned into a ball of water in an instant, and smashed towards the aged demon bone monk, wrapping it directly.

The pool water full of soul energy reacted violently with the red lotus karma fire, and waves of heat burst out from the body of the demon bone monk, accompanied by thick white mist.

It can be seen that the bone monk, who had tens of thousands of damages on his head, was quickly reduced when he was wrapped in the pool water.

Ten thousand, eight thousand, five thousand, three thousand,...

In the end, only more than a thousand points of damage appeared on the head of the demon bone monk.

A huge and evil aura diffused from the thick white mist. Song Jian became vigilant and couldn't help but took two steps back. At this moment, the palace door behind him suddenly closed automatically with a "bang". Song Jian frowned, and slashed fiercely towards the palace gate with a backhanded sword.

"dang lang"

There was a crisp impact sound, and Song Jian felt his palm go numb, and the Potian Sword was bounced back by a layer of transparent barrier.

At this moment, a terrifying monster more than ten meters high slowly came out of the white mist. This is simply an enlarged version of the demon bone monk after it has been transformed into its original form. The body of this monster is covered with a thick layer of white bone armor. Like a hedgehog, the bone spurs protruded out one by one, and each one shone with a metallic luster.

"No wonder you can come here, you really have some strength!" The demon bone monk, more than ten meters tall, no longer looked like the old old monk before, but changed completely.

Song Jian glanced at the Samsara Pool. At this time, the dark green water in the Samsara Pool had dropped by a third, and the water was no longer boiling, but tiny bubbles appeared.

"This pool of water can actually wipe out the spirit sword..." Song Jian's heart sank. Hundreds of spirit swords lost contact with him in an instant. These spirit swords were all created after the pool covered the demon bone monk. Disappeared after rushing into the pool water.

Looking at the cooling time of Wanjian Jue and the recovery speed of the sword energy, Song Jian frowned.

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