Chapter 2947 The Real Bone Race

Every piece of bone powder that was as small as dust actually possessed life, screaming pitifully while burning, tossing up and down until it was wiped out in ashes.

Xu Ziyan and Yanshan Soul didn't make any more moves. The two of them were saving their strength and making the final blow to the skeleton spirit. Xiaolong didn't make a move either. He stood behind Xu Ziyan and Yanshan soul, ready to protect the two of them and resist all possible attacks when they made a move.

Gradually, the monks cooperated more and more tacitly. The monks on the periphery had already started to fight back, crushing the condensed bone race one by one, and then they were captured by the fire attribute and burned with flames. As time went by, the pressure felt by the monks began to decrease, and the fog in the formation became much thinner, and the formation spirit in the air roared angrily.

But even if the eight holy monks were unable to defeat the formation spirit, they were not defeated, and as the power of the formation weakened, they gradually began to gain a slight advantage.

Xu Ziyan looked at the skeleton spirit in the air, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This is still a formation spirit that can't exert 30% of its power. What kind of terrifying existence would a formation spirit that can exert 100% of its power be during the Hundred Clans War?

If it hadn't been for the coalition forces of hundreds of ethnic groups to consume most of the power of this large formation, I am afraid that Xu Ziyan and others would have to flee in despair at this time.

After half a day.

The one who had a slight advantage disappeared, but gradually fell into a disadvantage. That's because in the fierce collision, the energy in the body of the eight holy monks is consumed very quickly. If they want to regain their advantage, they have only one way, and that is to extract the power of the world in their own bodies. The internal body of the body is very harmful, and no holy monk will do it unless it is a last resort.

"It's almost there!" Yan Shanhun said in a concentrated voice: "They can't stand it anymore! Zi Yan, if you want to kill that spirit, you can only rely on you, because only you have eleven attributes. It is very difficult for us to kill that spirit , because they all have five attributes, this is the suppression of heaven, if we want to kill that spirit, I am afraid we will have to pay a huge price."

"clear!"

Xu Ziyan nodded, then probed into the Taixu sword with his consciousness, and saw that the twelve sword spirits were still sealing the thunder crystal there, and the thunder sword spirit was still devouring the thunder crystal. Xu Ziyan couldn't help but transmit his spiritual sense:

"Can I use the Taixu Sword now?"

"No, if you use it reluctantly, and the enemy is too strong, I'm afraid it will break the seal!"

Xu Ziyan withdrew his consciousness regretfully, took out a fairy sword, and looked up at the formation spirit. At this time, the formation spirit was much weaker, and the eleven attributes were even more messy. There was a sneer at the corner of Xu Ziyan's mouth. At this time, she had a more accurate guess as to why this spirit has eleven attributes.

The eleven attributes do not belong to the power of this formation spirit at all. He should have used an evil formation to absorb the attributes of other self-destructive body bone races after he shattered his body!

It cannot be said to be absorption!

It should be said that it was a kind of forced gathering. He not only gathered the attributes of the Bone Race, but also gathered the attributes of the dead monks of the Hundred Clan Alliance Army. He devoured the bones of the monks of the Hundred Clan Alliance Army, gathered their attributes, and turned them into Becoming a Bone Race made him stronger.

but……

After all, this is not his own attribute. In the face of Xu Ziyan's own strength, the external power has a gap in grade. What's more, he has now entered a weak period.

Xu Ziyan's figure floated up, not fast, but slowly rising.

One lap, two laps, three laps...

Eleven circles of light appeared behind Xu Ziyan, exuding irresistible power.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The Immortal Lord and the other eight saint-level figures circled, spread out in eight directions, and fell...

Only Xu Ziyan and the giant face of the skeleton are left facing each other in the air!

Xu Ziyan's figure is still slowly approaching the giant face of the skeleton,

At this time, all the monks felt a sense of fear from the huge face of the skeleton.

good!

It is fear!

The majestic and majestic face of the skeleton, which suppressed the eight holy monks, was actually fluctuating with an aura of fear.

"Om..."

The dazzling eleven circles of light behind Xu Ziyan suddenly converge towards the middle, and instantly converge into one circle of light, which combines all the light and emits a strong and dazzling white light.

"Roar……"

The giant skeleton face let out a terrified roar, opened its mouth wide, and released dense bone spears. This time, the bone spears released were denser and more powerful than ever before.

Xu Ziyan stabbed the sword in his hand towards the giant skeleton face in the sky.

Annihilation!

The fairy master, the demon master and the demon master trembled when they saw this sword formula. If Xu Ziyan hadn't been merciful at the beginning, the three of them might have fallen under this sword formula. Even if the demon master has a special body, he may be seriously injured. The three of them have a deep feeling for the sword art of Nirvana.

and……

They felt that this sword technique seemed to have become stronger again...

A pair of giant eyes appeared in the sky, and slowly opened them...

Dead silence!

There is dead silence between heaven and earth!

In this dead silence, the pair of giant eyes gradually opened wide, looking at the giant hole face from a distance.

"This……"

The faces of Zuo Yan and Cang Wu had already lost their color and turned pale. In this dead silence, fear arose in the hearts of the two of them!

"Is this... really a power that a monk can release?"

The two saints have this mentality, not to mention the local monks on the ground, each of them is full of admiration in their shocked eyes, which is admiration for the strong.

It was the first time that those Tianzun in Shangyuan Continent saw Xu Ziyan go all out, and the shock in their hearts was not much less than that of the monks here.

As the pair of giant eyes in the sky widened, the giant face of the skeleton began to ripple, and then began to tremble. Eleven kinds of attributes boiled up, spreading out to the surroundings, and the giant face became weaker and weaker. He wanted to struggle, but was covered by a pair of raised eyes, and let out a shrill cry.

It's just that even the wailing sound was completely suppressed by Nirvana, only seeing the distorted and shouting appearance of that giant face, but not a single sound could be heard.

When the eyes of Zhongju in the sky widened to three-fifths, they stopped. It was Xu Ziyan who had reached the limit of extinction.

Those giant eyes stared at that giant face relentlessly, like a dead world.

Cracks silently appeared on the huge face of the skeleton, and then these cracks spread rapidly, cracking...

Silent and broken...

A pair of giant eyes in the sky closed and gradually disappeared...

"boom……"

There was a crack in the silence, and the fairy sword in Xu Ziyan's hand shattered. Xu Ziyan looked pale, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"Ahhh..."

The dissipation of silence made the scream of the giant skeleton face suddenly heard in the sky. At this time, the giant skeleton face had split into hundreds of pieces, each piece screamed, and the entire space was full of screams. The scream rushed into the monk's sea of ​​consciousness, causing the monk's sea of ​​consciousness to boil, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

"Humph!"

Yanshan Hun snorted coldly, stretched out two hands, two huge hands condensed in the sky that day, grasped more than sixty pieces of skull face fragments in the air, squeezed both hands, and heard There was a clicking sound, followed by a "boom", a pair of big hands in the air turned into a pair of flaming hands, and the screams in the hands suddenly screamed. After a moment, Yan Shanhun opened his hands, and a piece of soot fell...

The remaining 50 or so skeleton fragments originally gathered together, but now they scattered loudly and fled in all directions.

"Hmph, where to escape?"

The Eight Saints in eight directions each condensed two big flaming hands, and grabbed the fifty or so skeleton fragments that were flying away in the air. At this time, Xiaolong also opened his mouth and spewed out a sea of ​​flames. The severely damaged skeleton fragments were no match for the nine holy monks, but they were burned to ashes in an instant.

The formation spirit died, the formation gradually collapsed, and the entire space was filled with shrill screams. These shrill screams came from the bone meal particles, and all the monks with the fire attribute released flames. Full counterattack.

"boom……"

The entire formation collapsed, and the surroundings turned into a sea of ​​flames. There was a creaking sound in the sea of ​​flames, and an unpleasant smell wafted in the air.

The power of the flame was indeed the natural enemy of the Bone Race. In about half an hour, all the bone meal was turned into ashes, and the ground was covered with a layer of black ash.

The surroundings became silent again, and the surrounding fog dissipated, allowing them to see the surrounding situation clearly. All of their faces suddenly became ugly.

I don't know when, the previous big formation moved them to the depths of the valley, and there were ten uneven towers around them, piercing directly into the clouds.

Those are ten bone towers, tall towers built entirely of bones, just standing there quietly, exuding a majestic coercion.

All the monks automatically adjusted the battle formation again, took out the elixir and swallowed it one after another, and seized the time to restore their cultivation. At this time, Zuo Yan and Cang Wu also lowered their posture too much, and they took the initiative to walk in front of Xu Ziyan and Yanshan soul, and bowed their hands and said:

"Friend Xu, who is this?"

"Yanshan soul!" Yanshan soul said lightly.

"Friend Daoist Xu, Fellow Daoist Yan, do you know this bone tower?"

Xu Ziyan and Yanshan soul shook their heads immediately, and looked at the ten bone towers. Where are the ten bone towers? They are simply ten bone peaks, and each bone tower is as huge as a mountain.

"boom……"

The ground trembled slightly, followed by the sound of a roar, and the ten mountain-like bone towers were seen cracked.

"Do not!"

It was a huge portal, and densely packed Bone Race poured out from each portal. Some are big and some are small, with different degrees of powerful aura exuding from their bodies. They don't have fairy weapons in their hands. As they run, their hands change and become various fairy weapons.

"This is the real Bone Race!"

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