Rumble!

As the air waves surged, all kinds of light shone endlessly, mixed with chilling wails. This station standing halfway up the mountain was completely trapped in chaos.

"Ah, who are you?"

"Why did you attack our unit? Don't you know we are protected by the upper part of the horn scale?"

"Damn it, no matter who you are, there will be no good ending!"

"Fight with him..."

In the center of the garrison everywhere, several people were chaotic but extremely powerful. The bone species of various shapes rose up in anger and used their own means to attack the thin figures in the air.

hold head high!

But in the face of such a dense and fierce attack, the thin figure was calm and unhappy. The slightly slightest slightest parting was already dozens of dazzling afterimages. Accompanied by the breathtaking dragon roar, it instantly swept across dozens of feet in a radius.

Click!

Almost in an instant, the afterimage disappeared, and several strange bone species stood on the spot, and with the breeze, they broke and scattered.

"You...you can't escape...the upper part of the horn scale will...receive us..."

A half-cracked skull stared at its hollow eye sockets, and a light green soul light flashed and disappeared without a single sound.

"Oh!"

Lu Chuan was cold and waved his hand, and used a rolling energy to gather all the scattered corpses into a ball. He grabbed a piece of mysterious runes carved with mysterious runes, and faint fluorescent bone rods appeared behind the clan.

This was already destroyed in his hands, the seventh middle and lower undead tribe.

Although the injury has not been completely recovered, at least he has been able to use most of his power. If it weren't for the tribe that goes upward, there would be many Qing-level Bone Saints comparable to the Lingji Cultivator and could not achieve complete annihilation. Lu Chuan would have been there long ago.

Even so, Lu Chuan made a decision. After absorbing the power of the Yellow Spring in this bone-dead pit, he would directly choose a middle-level undead tribe.

Even if the unscrupulous killing of the undead tribe was done very cleanly and without leaving any living habits, it would definitely attract the attention of some existences over time.

Lu Chuan didn't want to be targeted by some powerful beings before he could fully recover.

Of course, even if he recovers, he doesn't want to compete with such existence, but this does not mean that he has run away.

Out of caution, Lu Chuan had decided to take a wave first and see the direction of the wind.

In addition to recovering one's own injuries, we also need to find a way to speed up the awakening of the mysterious pupil of the weapon spirit, which is also the top priority.

Without the protection of the purgatory tower, nearly half of the cards for life protection were missing, especially in a dangerous place like the Netherworld. Even Lu Chuan was a tough will, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous or even uneasy at all times.

This is also reasonable, and it has nothing to do with whether one's own strength is strong or whether one's will is tenacious.

Just like, if you are alone in a foreign land, you will always feel lonely or confused after a long time, let alone Lu Chuan is incompatible with the undead tribe, even if his real body is not broken into bones.

Without much effort, Lu Chuan used this tribe's treasure similar to the ancestral card to open the entrance to the Dead Bone Pit, and entered it with a quick look and then entered the state of cultivation.

I have to say that this time I was lucky. This tribe has not entered the period when the new generation of bone species is about to be born, and the accumulated power of the underworld is extremely strong.

Judging from the quantity alone, it is almost ten times more than the power of the Yellow Spring in the bone pit of the first tribe.

Although it has miraculous effects to use Huangquan's power to recover from his injuries for the first time, this does not mean that if Huangquan has more power, Lu Chuan can fully recover from his injuries faster.

Just like a person's limits, if you want to break your own potential, you need long and rigorous training to make a little breakthrough.

The injuries in this way cannot be recovered by the power of the Yellow Springs. The more you go, not only will the more you need, but the more you need, the less effective it will be.

Lu Chuan guessed that at least five or six bone pits like this would take.

It is precisely because of this that he planned to take a risk and prepare to find a middle-level tribe to take action.

However, the power of the middle-level tribe is by no means comparable to that of ordinary tribes. It has countless green-level bone saints, and there are also many powerful forces under its command that are attached to by small tribes.

Although it is far from being the upper part of the horn scale and Baiyu, the strongest tribe even has a Saint Lord-level powerhouse.

The Holy Lord is the undead bone seed comparable to the peak Lingji cultivator!

The best among them is not even weaker than the Supreme One of the Holy One. Now Lu Chuan is afraid that his life will last for a long time and will provoke such existences.

Buzz!

After a while, Lu Chuan, who had absorbed the power of the yellow spring in the Death Bone Pit, stepped straight out of the space vortex and came to the outside world. Before he could adapt to the power he had just recovered, his expression suddenly condensed.

"Um?"

Almost in an instant, Lu Chuan tapped his feet lightly, and he turned into a afterimage. He spanned several feet in a moment, and the afterimage was heavy, with ripples rising and falling, as mysterious as if teleported.

Hissing!

At the critical moment, several sharp lights almost hit Lu Chuan's vital point, causing a creepy sound of roaring through the air.

"Blue-level Bone Saint!"

Lu Chuan glanced at the eyes, his eyes slightly condensed, and he looked coldly at dozens of feet away, about stubby feet high and below, shaped like a goat, but full of fangs, holding two hideous monsters full of sharp teeth like bone-bone soldiers, "Who is yours, why did you attack me for no reason?"

It’s not that Lu Chuan has any plans, but that the aura on the other party was too strange.

It doesn't look like a bone seed or a soul seed, but it has a bone seed. If it weren't for the light green soul light flashing in his eyes, he would probably not be able to tell it.

But the strange thing is that the other party's soul light was mixed with a faint dark red color, and there was indescribable madness and bloodthirst.

Moreover, when he took action, he was even more merciless and was a killer move.

If Lu Chuan had not been extremely sensitive to his own perception, and had his foundation damaged and the power of the rules was greatly reduced, he would have almost been unable to avoid it.

"Hehe, you are so brave. You dare to kill so many bone tribes without restraint!"

The sheep skull monster laughed and said sinisterly, "If I guessed it well, that idiot, will he die at your hands?"

Lu Chuan's eyes were slightly condensed, and his mind was fluctuating.

"Haha, it's you!"

Sheep Skull Clan laughed to the sky with a ferocious look. He pointed at Lu Chuan with his swords from afar and said, "Little guy, surrender me. For the sake of your courage to slaughter the Knot Scale Tribe, I will give you a chance to survive. Otherwise, I will not mind cutting open your head and check the whole story in person."

"Oh!"

Lu Chuan shone coldly, his eyes slightly cold, and he said indifferently, "It seems that there is an amazing existence behind you who can actually eliminate the memories of it invisibly!"

"Hehe, how can the Spirit Lord be the existence you can guess?"

Sheep Skull smiled and said coldly, "Now, it's time for you to make your choice, otherwise..."

Buzz!

Before he could finish his words, the world suddenly darkened, and invisible waves flowed in the hidden and strange waves. He suddenly saw that Lu Chuan, who was dozens of feet away, appeared beside the sheep skull seed at some point.

"A idiot who doesn't know how to live or die!"

The sheep skull seed seemed to have not yet felt it. With a sinister smile, it gently crossed the bone knife. With a harsh and harsh rubbing sound, it suddenly grew up and turned into dozens of feet of ferocious bone whip like centipedes lingering all over the body.

Scream!

Almost at the same time, the sharp and unparalleled fist peaks were already smashing down, and the mountains and mountains fell down, striking the shadows of the bone whip, and hitting them to a pit.

But even so, it did not hurt the sheep skull after that. With all his strength, he did useless efforts!

"Hey, it seems you made a stupid decision!"

The sheep skull had a dark red and sensual luster in its eyes. It was almost like filling the original light green color, revealing indescribable crazy bloodthirsty, and said sternly, "Since that's the case, I will give you a ride!"

Sharp!

Before he finished speaking, Jin Tiezheng made a big sound, accompanied by the dazzling Mars splash, and countless barbs of bone whips swept out, like a living thing, instantly swept across a hundred feet in an radius.

Looking from afar, it seems that a huge silkworm pupa has formed, cutting the figures that are looming in it into countless pieces.

"Go to die!"

The sheep skull roared violently, and his hands suddenly waved, and the bone whip roared, which instantly contracted and turned into a ball in an instant, moving closer to the center.

Swish!

The silkworm pupa, which was originally dozens of feet or nearly a hundred feet, turned into about the size of a skull, in an instant, almost close to the body of the sheep skull seed, without any gaps.

But what is shocking is that there is no trace of Lu Chuan inside, and it seems to have disappeared out of thin air.

"A very good method!"

At this moment, Lu Chuan's indifferent sound came from the air. At some point, he appeared above the sheep skull seed and pressed it in the air with a palm, "It's a pity that it's useless to me!"

Om Long!

The void was shaking, and the palm peak was everywhere, and the Wu Finger Mountain was empty. The unparalleled suppression power gathered out of thin air from all directions. There was a translucent obscure depression below the nothingness under which it was pressed.

"You dare to underestimate this saint, you deserve it!"

The sheep skull roared like thunder, dancing wildly with its arms, and the bone whip surged, making a thunderous sound explosion, instantly turning into sharp sprints and soaring into the sky.

Scream!

Accompanied by a loud bang, the invisible light swept across dozens of miles in a radius. A breath that was extremely disordered was shot to the ground, and a deep pit that looked like a spider web was smashed into pieces.

"Middle-level Bone Saint!"

Lu Chuan's eyes were slightly condensed, his face was a little heavy, without any sign of happiness, but he became more and more careful.

Without it, the Five Finger Mountain that just gave its all, let alone killing the other party, even if it was severely damaged, it was not done.

Not to mention, Lu Chuan has just vaguely remembered that he had been feeling uncomfortable with the soul search and refining souls before, but because he was too deeply injured, he ignored it.

Without asking, it is obvious that an existence that can invisibly eliminate other people's memories must have terrifying power beyond imagination.

What's more, the title of "spirit master" just now in this sheep skull species has already shown the other party's strength.
Chapter completed!