Every bit of bone powder as tiny as dust actually has life. It screams miserably as it burns, rolling up and down until it turns into ashes.

Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun did not take action again. The two of them were conserving their strength and dealt a final blow to the skeleton spirit. Xiaolong did not take action either. He stood behind Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun, preparing to fight for them when they took action.

A protector to resist all possible attacks.

Gradually, the monks cooperated more and more tacitly, and the monks on the periphery began to fight back, crushing the condensed bone clan one by one, and then they were absorbed by the fire attribute, and burned with flames. As time went by

, the pressure felt by the monks began to decrease, the fog in the formation also became much lighter, and the formation spirit in the air roared angrily.

But even if the eight saint-level monks could not 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 formation spirit in the sky and couldn't help but sigh. This is still an formation spirit that cannot exert 30% of its power. During the war between hundreds of tribes, what a terrifying existence an formation spirit that can exert 100% of its power would be.

?

If the coalition of hundreds of tribes had not consumed most of the power of this formation, I am afraid that Xu Ziyan and others would have had no choice but to flee at this time.

Half a day later.

The slight advantage they had originally disappeared and gradually fell into a disadvantage. That was because in the fierce collision, the energy in the bodies of the eight holy monks was consumed very quickly. If they wanted to regain their advantage, they had only one way.

That is to extract the power of the world from the world inside their own bodies, but it will cause great harm to their own inner worlds. No saint-level monk would do this unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Almost!" Yan Shanhun said in a condensed voice: "They can't stand it anymore! Zi Yan, if we want to kill that formation spirit, we can only rely on you, because you are the only one with eleven attributes. It is difficult for us to kill that formation spirit.

, because they all have five attributes, which is the suppression of heaven, if we want to kill that formation spirit, we will probably have to pay a huge price."

"clear!"

Xu Ziyan nodded. Then he probed his consciousness into the Taixu Sword. He saw that the twelve sword spirits were still there sealing the thunder crystal, and the thunder sword spirit was still devouring the thunder crystal. Xu Ziyan couldn't help but transmit his consciousness and said:

"Can I use Taixu Sword now?"

"No, if you use it reluctantly. The enemy is too strong, I'm afraid the seal will be shattered!"

Xu Ziyan regretfully withdrew her consciousness, took out a fairy sword, and looked up at the formation spirit. At this time, the formation spirit was much weaker. The eleven attributes were even more messy. A sneer appeared at the corner of Xu Ziyan's mouth.

There is a relatively accurate guess as to why this formation spirit has eleven attributes.

The eleven attributes do not belong to the power of this formation spirit at all. After he shattered his body, he probably used an evil formation to absorb the attributes of other bone races who had their bodies shattered!

It cannot be said to be absorbed!

It should be said to be a forced convergence. He not only brought together the attributes of the Bone Clan, but also the attributes of the death monks from the coalition of hundreds of races. He devoured the bones of the monks from the coalition of hundreds of races, gathered their attributes, and turned them into

He became a Bone Clan. This made him stronger.

but……

After all, this is not his own attribute. When faced with Xu Ziyan's own power, there is a gap in grade between external forces. What's more, he has now entered a period of weakness.

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

One lap, two laps, three laps...

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

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The figures of the Immortal Master and other eight great saints were hovering, spreading out in eight directions, and falling...

Only Xu Ziyan and the giant skeleton face were left in the sky, facing each other from afar!

Xu Ziyan's figure is still slowly approaching the giant skeleton face. At this time, all the monks have a feeling that they feel a breath of fear from the giant skeleton face.

good!

It’s fear!

The giant skeleton face that was so majestic and suppressed all the eight saint-level monks was now filled with an aura of fear.

"Buzz..."

The dazzling eleven apertures behind Xu Ziyan suddenly converged towards the middle, instantly converging into one aperture, merging all the light, emitting a strong and dazzling white light.

"roar……"

The giant skeleton face let out a roar of fear, opened its mouth, and sprayed out densely packed bone spears. The bone spears sprayed this time were denser and more powerful than any before.

Xu Ziyan thrust the sword in his hand toward the giant skeleton face in the sky.

Annihilation!

The Immortal Lord, the Demon Lord and the Demon Lord trembled in their hearts when they saw this sword technique. If Xu Ziyan hadn't been merciful at the beginning, the three of them might have fallen under this sword technique. Even if the Demon Lord has a special body, I'm afraid

In order to be seriously injured, the three of them have deep feelings about the sword technique of Nirvana.

and……

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

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

Dead silence!

There is dead silence between heaven and earth!

In this deathly silence, the giant eyes gradually opened wide, looking at the giant face with a hole in the distance.

"this……"

Zuo Yan and Cang Wu's faces had lost their color and turned pale. In this deathly silence, fear arose in their hearts!

"Is this... really the power that a monk can unleash?"

The two saints all had this mentality, not to mention the local monks on the ground. Their horrified eyes were full of worship, which was the worship of the strong.

It was the first time for those Tianzuns in Shangyuan Continent to see Xu Ziyan take action with all his strength, and the shock in their hearts was not much less than that of the monks here.

As the giant eyes in the sky widened, the giant skeletal face began to ripple, and then began to tremble violently. The eleven attributes began to boil, and traces of them spread out to the surroundings, and the giant face became weaker and weaker.

He tried to struggle, but was enveloped by a pair of eyes that raised his head and let out a shrill cry.

It's just that even the wailing sound was completely suppressed by the silence. Only the twisted and shouting appearance of the giant face could be seen, but not a single sound could be heard.

When the central eye in the sky opened to three-fifths, it stopped. That was when Xu Ziyan reached the limit of annihilation.

Those giant eyes looked at that giant face in silence. It was ruthless and unruffled. It was like a dead world.

A trace of cracks appeared silently on the giant skeleton face, and then these cracks spread rapidly, and there were cracks...

Silently and broken...

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

"Bang……"

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.

"Ahhhh..."

The dissipation of silence suddenly caused the screams of the giant skeleton face to be heard in the sky. At this time, the giant skeleton face had split into hundreds of pieces, and each piece screamed. The whole space was filled with screams.

The screams 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.

"snort!"

Yan Shanhun snorted coldly. He stretched out his two hands, and two huge hands condensed in the sky. He grasped more than sixty skull face fragments in the air, and squeezed them with both hands. He heard it in his ears.

There was a clicking sound, and then a "boom", a pair of big hands in the air turned into a pair of flame hands, and the screams in the hands suddenly became shrill. After a moment, Yanshan Soul opened his hands, and a piece of soot fell...

The remaining fifty or so skeleton fragments, which were originally gathered together, suddenly dispersed and fled in all directions.

"Humph, where to escape?"

The Eight Saints from eight directions each condensed two big flaming hands, and grabbed more than fifty skeleton fragments that were flying in the air. At this time, Xiaolong also opened his mouth and spat out a sea of ​​fire, and the severely injured skeleton fragments were still there.

There was no match for these nine saint-level 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 powder particles, and all the monks with fire attributes released flames.

A comprehensive counterattack.

"boom……"

The entire formation collapsed, and the surrounding area turned into a sea of ​​fire. There were squeaking sounds in the sea of ​​fire, and an unpleasant smell floated in the air.

The power of the flames was indeed the natural enemy of these bone clans. In about half an hour, all the bone powder was turned into ashes, and the ground was covered with a layer of black ash.

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

I don't know when, the previous formation moved them to the depths of the valley. Around them were ten jagged towers, reaching into the clouds.

They were ten bone towers, tall towers made entirely of bones. Just standing there quietly, they exuded overwhelming pressure.

All the monks automatically adjusted their battle formations again, took out the elixir and swallowed it, seizing the time to restore their cultivation. At this time, Zuo Yan and Cang Wu also lowered their posture too much, and even took the initiative to walk towards Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun.

In front of him, he cupped his hands as a courtesy and said:

"Fellow Daoist Xu, who is this?"

"Yan Shan Hun!" Yan Shan Hun said calmly.

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

Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun immediately shook their heads and looked at the ten bone towers. Where were the ten bone towers? They were simply ten bone peaks. Each bone tower was as huge as a mountain peak.

"boom……"

The ground shook slightly, followed by a roaring sound, and the ten peak-like bone towers were seen cracking into gaps.

"No!"

It was a series of huge portals, and densely packed Bone Races poured out from each portal. Some were large and some were small, and their bodies exuded varying degrees of powerful aura. They had no fairy weapons in their hands. As they ran, their hands

It has changed and turned into various forms of immortal weapons.

"This is the real Bone Clan!"

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