When the old man broke out of the blockade of the giant net, his figure landed directly on the bridge and fell in a pool of blood.
"Elder Guo Kui, are you okay?" Everyone looked at the white-haired old man and hurriedly stepped forward to investigate.
"I just burned my own essence and blood to use the unique skills of our misty fantasy palace, and now I only have half a life left," the white-haired old man said weakly.
"I don't want the opportunity here anymore. I just hope that you can spare me my life. My Piaomiao Huanfu will be very grateful."
"What did Elder Guo Kui say? The situation is unclear now. We are just grasshoppers on a rope. We should be united," the man in green robe said, shaking his head.
"It seems that the young man hasn't come here yet," the charming woman said.
Everyone looked up this time and saw that there were six people when they came, but now there were only four left. Xu Zimo and the burly man were both dead on the bridge.
Moreover, although the four people rushed across the bridge, they were all seriously injured.
The white-haired old man has basically lost his fighting ability, and the gentle scholar is missing half an arm.
The other two people were also covered in blood, and their combat effectiveness was not much stronger in a short period of time.
After crossing the bridge, everyone began to look at the surrounding scenery.
Directly ahead is a huge hall.
The main hall is also made of bones, and the door of the bones is tightly closed.
Above the gate, an extremely ferocious and huge white bone skull is embedded in the main hall.
The big characters "Palace of Bones" came into view.
"Where have we come?" The charming woman was a little creepy and asked, unconsciously hugging her arms.
"I don't know," the man in green robe shook his head and said, "Let's rest where we are first and wait until our injuries recover before moving forward."
Everyone nodded.
However, before anyone could make any move, they heard the sound of a "squeaky" door opening.
In the dust-sealed main hall, the bone-white door was slowly opened.
As if countless hours had passed, the door was opened for the first time.
The sound of the door opening was like grinding teeth, making people extremely uncomfortable.
Everyone looked into the hall in horror. It was pitch dark, and the surroundings of the hall were shrouded in dark demonic energy.
Only at the top, a bone throne appeared in sight.
On the bone throne, a man in black robes was sitting on it indifferently.
The man's whole body was covered by a wide black robe. There was no hair on his head, and his entire head was blood red.
Those eyes were like eagle eyes, gloomy and sharp.
High nose bridge and no ears.
Behind the black robe is a blood-red cloak with a pattern of bones and skulls printed on it.
"Why are you disturbing my sleep?" A low, hoarse voice came from it.
Then the man in black robe stood up, and at that moment, thousands of demonic energies rioted in the hall.
A roar came from the ferocious face formed by the demonic energy.
"This, this," several people took a breath and kept retreating.
But there is a bridge behind, and there is no room to retreat.
In their current state, they might fall behind others if they get on the bridge.
Everyone swallowed hard.
Then the man in black robe was seen walking out step by step.
Every step he takes is like stepping on everyone's heart.
The heartbeat will speed up unconsciously.
More and more powerful demonic energy is surging violently.
The red cloak slowly floated up. After the man in black robe walked out of the hall, he waved his right hand gently.
Just listen to two "click, click, click" sounds.
Countless white bones appeared on the ground, and the sharp white bones directly penetrated the bodies of the four people, nailing them to the severe bone spurs.
Blood dripped down the bone spurs in a "tick-tick-tick" manner. The four people did not die all at once, but were struggling in pain.
Keep wandering on the edge of death, and finally die in pain.
At this moment, I heard the sound of footsteps coming from the bridge.
Everyone looked around with difficulty and saw Xu Zimo walking over step by step with demonic energy surging around his body.
The richness and majesty of the demonic energy was even more ferocious than in this hall.
The entire magic lake is shrouded in it.
"He, he," the charming woman looked at Xu Zimo, blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.
As if he was desperate for his life, his eyes were even more frightened.
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Xu Zimo looked at the man in black robe, and the man also looked at Xu Zimo.
When Xu Zimo walked closer, the man's body began to tremble unconsciously.
His pupils shrank suddenly and he looked at Xu Zimo in disbelief.
"Lord, Lord."
"Although I don't remember some things very clearly, as you can see, I'm back," Xu Zimo said lightly.
"Under Lord Seven Faces, the first vanguard of the Nightmare Legion, the White Bone Demon comes to my lord," the black-robed man was seen half-kneeling on the ground, looking at Xu Zimo with piety and respect, and said in a loud and loud voice.
The water in the demon lake is still surging, and in the demonic aura, a huge head slowly emerges from the water.
It was a devil-clawed octopus. Its dark little eyes looked at Xu Zimo, and its countless claws were intertwined and looked at Xu Zimo.
"Get up, my first vanguard," Xu Zimo nodded and said.
"Demon, Demon King," the gentle scholar uttered a few words with difficulty on the white bone tattoo next to him, and then he died completely.
Looking at the corpses of those people, the White Bone Demon seemed to be afraid of disturbing Xu Zimo. He waved his hands and stabbed out countless bones, destroying the corpses into powder and scattering in the demonic aura.
Xu Zimo walked into the Bone Palace step by step, and the Bone Demon followed devoutly behind him.
"Are you the only one here?" Xu Zimo asked.
"My subordinates are here to protect his Seven-faced Lotus under the orders of Lord Seven-faced Master," the Bone Demon nodded and said.
"Seven-faced Demon General," Xu Zimo murmured.
He had seen many scenes in the intermittent scenes.
The Demon King has ten major Demon Generals, Bai Meng is the Demon General of Despair, and these seven-faced Demon Generals can also be counted as one.
After arriving at the Bone Palace, Xu Zimo found that the place was empty. Apart from the overwhelming demonic energy, there was only the Bone Throne at the top.
However, with the wave of the White Bone Demon's right hand, the demonic energy in the hall began to dissipate, and an independent space appeared next to the hall.
The space is not large, and reflects a pond.
The pond is filled with rich magic water, thick and dark.
In the middle of the pond, a lotus flower is growing vigorously.
The lotus has five petals. In addition to the lotus, there are lotus leaves and lotus roots.
Xu Zimo's eyes narrowed, and the lotus instantly reminded him of someone.
When he left the City of Gods and Demons before, he had seen a statue of a demon in the city.
The man wore a black robe with a waistband and also held a lotus in his hand.
Xu Zimo felt that he seemed to understand something. He glanced at the lotus and said to the Bone Demon: "Come with me."
