Wild boar

Chapter 164 Death of Bai Yuan
The western foothills of Tianchi Mountain.

Black clouds formed into one.

A giant white-bone ghost as big as a mountain rose from the black mist.

This ghost looks like a human but not a human, and looks like an animal but not an animal.

Standing on two feet, his hands are like giant scythes, his body is like a mountain, his head is like a dragon bone, his white bone giant tail is thick and powerful, and his eyes are as scarlet as fire.

Black smoke curled up, sprayed out from the gaps between the white bones, and inhaled from his nose.

With the blessing of the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Weeping Souls Battle Formation, Wuma Kun's natal corpse ghost White Bone Demon Lord possesses terrifying strength that is no less than that of the Golden Core Stage.

Stab, stab.
The sudden appearance of bloody lightning distorted the space.

This means that the sword formation set up by the sect leader Ling Zhuoping is about to be broken through, and the outcome will be decided!

Suddenly.

A large hole was opened in the void.

A bloody meteor appeared from the void and shot high into the sky.

"Roar!"

The Bone Demon Lord let out a terrifying roar.

A sound barrier visible to the naked eye spread.

at the same time.

The huge claws of white bones slashed down on the head. Although the sound was terrifying, it was all in vain.

The blood-red meteors rubbed against the edge of the giant white bone claw and soared into the sky. As for the ghostly howling and demonic sound, it had no effect on the blood-red meteors.

Missed in one hit.

The bloody meteor rushed out of the sky.

Whoosh!
A flying sword shot out from the void, and hit the bloody meteor first.

The bloody brilliance faded away, and a broken corpse fell from mid-air.

Ling Zhuoping, wearing gray clothes and short coat, with flying black hair, appeared in the air.

The terrifying Bone Demon Lord was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, countless black smoke spurted out from the White Bone Demon Lord's body. Each black smoke was a Taiyuan Sect monk who had at least one level of martial arts training.

With the departure of thousands of Taiyuan Sect monks, the Bone Demon King as tall as a mountain also dissipated and collapsed.

"Congratulations to the sect master for killing Bai Yuan." Wuma Kun, Mao Quhuo, and Wuma Qin all said with fists in their hands.

"Where are Ling Zhengfeng and Ling Zhuoyue now?" Ling Zhuoping asked.

"Reporting to the sect master, Ling Zhengfeng and Ling Zhuoyue have taken the children of the Ling family to the Ling Family Fort." Wuma Kun said.

"Okay, let's go too." After Ling Zhuoping finished speaking, he drove away in Dunguang alone. In a moment, he arrived at the Lingjiabao Pass in Tianchi Mountain.

At the pass, a young woman with her head tied up and a jade hairpin on her head was guarding the pass.

She waited restlessly, like a little woman waiting for her husband to return safely.

She is Bai Linghua.

A breeze blew.

Ling Zhuoping, wearing gray clothes and short coat, appeared in front of her as if teleporting.

"Brother!" Bai Linghua cried with joy, and she immediately pounced on her brother.

The brother and sister hugged each other.

"Brother, that person?"

"Killed by me." Ling Zhuoping said calmly.

"That beast Bai Yuan is finally dead. Killing him will really help him." Bai Linghua had a look of hatred on his face.

"It's over, everything will pass." Ling Zhuoping reached out and took off Bai Linghua's hosta, letting her bunted hair hang down like a girl again.

Bai Linghua looked at his stretched hair, shook his head, and said with a sneer: "Heaven knows, the earth knows, and everyone in the world knows, so what's the point of covering one's ears and stealing the bell?"

"It's because of my incompetence that I came to save you so late and made you suffer." Ling Zhuoping said with a heartbroken look on his face.

"Brother, sister." Ling Zhuoyue also rushed over.

The three siblings are finally reunited, and the Ling family has finally recovered from the rain.

……

"Brother Wuma, Bai Yuan's corpse is at the Golden Core stage, but the sect leader didn't say how to deal with it." Mao Quhuo asked after thinking for a long time. "How are you doing?" Wu Makun asked.

"It's better to leave it to me." Mao Quluo said.

"Mao Quluo, at your age, you can't possibly want to change your natal corpse," Wu Maqin said.

"Of course not. I have a direct descendant who practices the Life Corpse Art. If he has this corpse, his achievements in the future will be far better than mine." Mao Quluo said.

"Wuma Qin, what do you think?" Wuma Kun turned around and asked.

"Brother, monks on the surface do not need corpses for their cultivation, but for us underground monks, the remains of high-level monks are extremely precious. The sect master regarded Bai Yuan's corpse as nothing more than a piece of grass, but we regard it as nothing more than a piece of grass. Treasure, since it is a treasure, I suggest you inform the sect master and let him decide." Wu Maqin said.

Wuma Kun nodded, turned to Mao Quluo, and asked, "Mao Quluo, who are your direct descendants?"

"He is my closest relative and direct grandson."

"Mao Ziheng?" Wu Makun thought of a person.

"Exactly." Mao Quhuo said.

Wuma Kun thought for a moment and then said: "Mao Quluo! I will keep the body for you for seven days. If the sect master does not mention this matter again within these seven days, you can give the body to Mao Ziheng."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Wuma!" Mao Quluo, a man with a white beard, said slightly excitedly.

Mao Quluo raised his hand and put Bai Yuan's body into the storage bag, and then drove away with a black cloud.

"Brother, is this appropriate?" Wu Maqin said.

"Needless to say, the Taiyuan Sect has reached this point. The three of us must unite. There is no need to offend Mao Quluo because of this matter." Wuma Kun said.

……

Purple Cloud Mountain.

white castle.

Beast Garden.

An eccentric girl of twelve or thirteen years old was teasing a white-feathered crane as tall as a person.

Although the White Feathered Crane has not entered the spirit beast ring, it is not a carnivorous spirit beast and will not hurt people under normal circumstances.

at this time.

Two older female disciples broke into the Spirit Beast Garden.

"Clan leader, Shougong has something urgent to do with you!" a woman said.

"What's the matter? It's not to urge me to practice internally. I've already practiced Ba Duan Jin, so I can't play for a while." Bai Yunyu curled her lips with a gloomy look on her face.

"Clan Chief, you'd better go. I feel like something really happened to Duke Shougong. He stuttered when he spoke."

"Well, Mr. Shougong is shivering and sweating profusely. I'm afraid he has some illness."

"You'd better go quickly and stop being playful."

The two older female disciples persuaded me one by one.

"Impossible, Grandpa Shougong is in good health, how could something happen to him?" Bai Yunyu said with a look of disbelief.

"He'er, I'll come to play with you later. I'll go see Grandpa Shougong first." Bai Yunyu touched the feathers of the white-feathered crane.

"Gah!" Bai Yuhe let out a high-pitched chirp as if he understood.

After a moment.

Bai Yunyu came to Ziyun Pavilion, the center of White Castle.

Under the leadership of two maids, Bai Yunyu walked into the pavilion and saw Bai Shougong sitting in the attic at a glance.

Bai Shougong is the oldest Lian Gang monk in the Bai family. Although his cultivation is not the highest, he has the longest pedigree.

At this time, Bai Shougong was in a very bad condition. His forehead was dripping with cold sweat, his hands hidden in his sleeves were shaking slightly, and his face was pale and bloodless.

Go on fire!

This was Bai Yunyu's first reaction after seeing Bai Shougong.

"Yu'er, you're finally here. You go out first. I have something to say to Yu'er." Bai Shougong said with a solemn expression.

"What's going on with Grandpa Shougong?" Bai Yunyu asked, tilting her head.

Bai Shougong took a deep breath and said in a stammering tone: "Da... About a stick of incense ago, the Yaoguang communication circle in the pavilion was activated, and news came from the Tianchi Alliance..."

Bai Shougong seemed to be choked when he said this. After a long time, he continued: "Ling Zhuoping, the son of Ling Daoxing, cultivated the golden elixir and killed...killed Bai Yuan in Tianchi Mountain."

"Yu'er! The pillar of my Bai family has collapsed, and the danger of destruction is very close. Run away!" Bai Shougong said loudly.

(End of this chapter)