Chapter 1242 Twenty-eight Shades of the Underworld Formation, the Real Black Hand
"What rules do you want? I can give them to you," Xu Zimo replied.
White Bones is one of the gloomy powers. Even though it is not afraid of flames, thunder is the most masculine and strong thing in the world.
This is where its nemesis lies.
At this moment, thunder rioted, the blue light was like the god of death, and there was a "crackling" explosion.
A trace of purple arc makes people feel frightened.
"Asshole, let me out," the Bone King screamed and cursed in the Thousand Thunder Cage.
Xu Zimo didn't care at all. He snapped his fingers, and the thunder was instantly annihilated. The body of the Bone King was shattered along with the thunder.
At this time, "rumbling" footsteps sounded.
The Rat King ran out of the cave with a group of white skeletons, carrying a huge mace behind it.
This mace is covered with barbed fangs and is extremely powerful.
"Who dares to cause trouble here," the Rat King shouted carelessly.
When it stood in front of Xu Zimo, it was like a giant rat, looking down at Xu Zimo, high above him.
"A human dares to break into our Mass Burial Valley," the Rat King sneered, and without saying a word, he picked up the mace and threw it at Xu Zimo.
With a "boom", the loud noise was just a sound, and it shattered countless bones around it.
The swords and sticks collided, and powerful air waves continued to fluctuate.
The two figures separated. The Rat King looked at his mace and saw that there were shallow knife marks on it.
"What a powerful knife," the Rat King snorted coldly.
His eyes were bulging, his beard on his temples was strong and powerful, and he swung the mace again.
Xu Zimo chuckled. Although this rat king was very powerful, every movement was very slow because of his fat body.
Xu Zimo saw the right opportunity and stepped forward directly. Ba Ying, with a biting flame, stabbed the Rat King's butt fiercely.
A shocking scream resounded throughout the Bone Forest.
The rat king jumped dozens of meters high and shouted: "Boy, you are playing dirty tricks."
"A soldier never tires of deceit," Xu Zimo said.
His domineering shadow faced upwards, and another sword energy burst out from his hand. With a "boom", the Rat King was blown away directly.
"Chaos Wind Meteor Stick Technique," the Rat King's sharp cry came from the void.
I saw the mace in its hand falling like a meteor, with stars dotted on it.
His movements also became more skillful.
Every time he waved the big stick in his hand, meteors and fire exploded, and countless large craters were hammered out of the ground.
The stick wind was airtight, tearing apart everything in its path, and Xu Zimo's figure quickly retreated.
His eyes were slightly focused, and he saw the right moment, Ba Ying quickly thrust out, and got directly stuck in the gap between the rotation of the mace.
It seemed that it was stuck, and the power of the mace was immediately stagnant. Xu Zimo's power was not reduced, and Ba Ying continued to thrust forward with force.
There was a "boom" sound, and the tip of the knife pierced directly into the Rat King's chest.
Green blood was left along his chest, and the blood seemed to have a rotten feel.
But obviously, Ba Ying is not afraid of decay. The blood is useless as Ba Ying is strangled in his body.
"You can try that trick of splitting the sky in all directions," Xu Zimo muttered to himself.
A sword intent that split the sky suddenly burst out from his body.
The knife that Lu Sheng transformed into flew out and penetrated directly into the Rat King's body.
It is indestructible and nothing can stop it.
The sword intention burst out with a bright light, blooming from the body of the Rat King, and the sword light that could even split the sky moved forward indomitably.
The Rat King seemed to feel something, and his face was horrified, but he couldn't speak, and time seemed to be frozen at this moment.
There was only endless light, and the sky-splitting sword intent that was hard to look at exploded out.
The forest of bones was shaken, and the light shone across the entire forest, and then quickly disappeared.
When Countless Bones looked again, the Rat King had disappeared without a trace, and only Xu Zimo's figure stood in place.
When Xu Zimo walked step by step, he seemed to be walking in the steps of death, knocking on countless hearts.
The little bone monsters immediately dispersed and fled in all directions, trampling on each other to death.
"These things can also rule the Mass Burial Valley," Xu Zimo said with some confusion.
The next moment, as if to dismiss his doubts, he saw waves of evil wind suddenly blowing from the mass burial valley, which was already full of gloom.
This evil wind is strange to say, flying sand and moving rocks, making the sky dark and the earth dark.
Sweeping the whole world, Xu Zimo's black hair was blown into the air.
And those bones that had fled seemed to have been specifically targeted, and they were all blown up into the sky.
Whether they are living white bones or white skeletons, they are all mixed together.
Black wind, white bones, and evil wind mixed in surrounded Xu Zimo.
"Edict," a majestic voice came from somewhere.
The surrounding void changed accordingly.
"It's the formation," Xu Zimo murmured to himself.
Amid the flying sand and rocks, the bones gathered together.
"Twenty-Eight Evils Huangquan Formation," the voice in the darkness sounded again.
The evil spirit has begun to take shape above the head, and the water from the underworld is looming in the dark wind.
Occasionally, a "crash" sound rings in my ears.
"Now that you're here in the Mass Burial Valley, why not try my formation," the voice said again.
"The formation is a good formation, but it's a pity...," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.
The astrolabe in his left hand and the compass in his right hand were nowhere to be found.
The world is so big, there are few places that we can’t go to.
Two star compasses hang above the head. When they rotate at this moment, the stars, Bagua, heavenly stems and earthly branches all move.
Xu Zimo walked forward step by step.
If you look at it from the perspective of an ordinary person, he just simply walks away, but if you are someone who understands the formation.
You will understand that there is a rhythm in the steps he takes.
A formation is ever-changing, but every step he takes is changing. Only the people inside can understand the secrets.
Even masters of formations cannot be precise in every step.
Xu Zimo's figure stepped into the dark wind, and he saw evil energy surging towards him.
He took a step forward, his figure was balanced, and he just missed the blow.
No matter how dangerous the formation is, Xu Zimo is calm and composed, the evil spirit cannot touch him, and the hell will not touch his body.
The white bones were reduced to dryness, and the direction of twenty evil spirits was visible. Xu Zimo walked out calmly.
Behind him, billowing evil spirits and underworld were roaring.
When Xu Zimo looked up, he saw a few big trees in front of him, and a dark crow spreading its wings with a few black feathers, looking at him gloomily.
"It's been a long time since I've seen such a powerful being," the crow said, mouthing human words.
"Why don't you show your true face and talk with something," Xu Zimo said.
He could see that the crow in front of him was just being controlled by someone.