After running around for so long, he finally arrived at the Bone Barren Mountain. Yuan Futu squinted his eyes, and felt the bell ringing in his mind became clearer, and he could almost tell that the Chaos Clock was not far ahead. ()レ.773buy.?レ

"The main body of the Chaos Clock is in the Bone Barren Mountain." Yuan Futu said with certainty.

"It's the best. If we are in a difficult situation, the high-level gods and demons there will not allow us to get the main body of the Chaos Clock." The God of Death said.

Yuan Futu walked out of the ice field very quickly, but he couldn't fly with his sword here, otherwise the target would be too big and he would be easily attacked by groups of gods and demons.

There is no other scenery here, only the endless corpses and white bones.

"Are these bones real?" Yuan Futu found that those bones were not human, and they were surprisingly big. The skull alone was as big as a building.

The God of Death shook his head and said, "No, the Bone Barren Mountain used to be a dangerous place in ancient times, but it was simulated here by the Chaos Spirit Treasure."

Yuan Futu walked cautiously on top of the bones, making continuous creaking noises. Even though he knew that these were not real, he still felt lingering fear in his heart. Looking around, there were patches of gray mist formed by chaotic matter, making the place even worse. Add a little bit of weirdness.

As he walked forward, the sound of the bell became clearer, and Yuan Futu couldn't help but feel excited. From this point of view, it shouldn't take long to find the body of the Chaos Clock, and then leave here.

But at this moment, a palm came out from the pile of bones and directly grabbed Yuan Futu's ankle.

"Oops!" Yuan Futu sensed that something was wrong, but before he could react, the black sickle had already been cut into the pile of bones, and there was a bang, countless corpses were blown away, and the gods and demons hiding inside emitted a sound. There was a fierce roar.

Yuan Futu looked down, but found a body that had been cut in half, and a large amount of chaotic matter emerged, so that it was impossible to recognize its appearance.

"so close!"

The God of Death stopped in his tracks, only to hear countless wild laughter in this wasteland of bones, like a group of hunters seeing their prey walking into a trap.

"It's not good!" Yuan Futu felt a shock in his heart, retreated like lightning, and raised his head at the same time, only to find hundreds of gods and demons floating in the void, staring at him.

The shapes of those gods and demons are all the same, they are all white skeletons, but there are differences in size, and they hold various bone weapons in their hands.

"Bone Corpse Demon!" The God of Death said in a deep voice, "They are all middle-level gods and demons!"

Yuan Futu had heard him say before that in the Bone Barren Mountain, although high-level gods and demons are extremely rare, there are many intermediate-level gods and demons, but he didn't expect there to be so many, and even despair emerged in his heart.

Those bone corpses stood densely in the sky, rubbing the blades in their hands, making piercing sounds.

"Be careful, you must save your life no matter what!"

The god of sin and death warned that Yuan Futu's survival is the greatest guarantee that it will not disappear.

"What should we do? Are we going to confront them head-on here?" Yuan Futu gritted his teeth tightly. At this time, the defensive effect of the earth element shield had lost its effect, so he did not hesitate to display the spirit array of burying the god bone.

"Escape! Just find the body of the Chaos Clock!"

Yuan Futu nodded deeply, only to hear the whistling sound reaching his ears, a bone corpse demon had already approached, holding a nearly complete animal-shaped skeleton in his hand, like a long knife full of jagged teeth, Under the slashing, the void was almost torn apart, and that violent force carried devastating destructive power.

boom!

This knife slashed on the God Burying Bone Spirit Formation, those ribs shattered all of a sudden, and the defensive power of the entire formation was suddenly halved.

"Good guy, how strong is this power!" Yuan Futu's eyes widened in shock, but he suddenly smelled a rotten air in his breath, and when he looked intently, he found that there was a wave of blood on top of the beast knife. There is a trace of blackness.

The black sickle came suddenly, and the fearless sword intent was hidden in the blade, forcing the bone corpse back.

"It's demonic energy!" The God of Death said in a deep voice, "Chaos is the origin, and it's not surprising that it can be transformed into any kind of power here."

Suddenly, the bone corpse standing in front of him let out a roar, which pierced through the minds of all the bone corpses like an order.

The next moment, they will attack together!

Yuan Futu's face turned pale, and the God of Death also shouted: "Flee!"

……

In the morning, light rain.

On Mount Jiuhua, this ancient temple has existed for tens of thousands of years and has been enshrined with incense by countless believers.

The old monk of the Six Paths walked on the moss-covered stone steps. His short, skinny old body made him look like his days were numbered, but he had lived tenaciously for thousands of years.

Dongmen Taiyi walked behind, silent, while Qin Rongxian rode up the steps on Xiaobai's body. Although she was not imprisoned by chains, she also knew that it was impossible to escape in front of them. She had tried several times before. , they were easily caught and brought back, and they no longer struggled.

At the gate of the temple, a monk stood silently in the rain. After seeing the old monk of the Six Paths, he clasped his hands together and bowed, saying: "My disciples have boundless visits to Master."

The old monk of Six Paths nodded slightly.

Dongmen Taiyi asked: "Where is Wutian?"

"According to Master's wishes, Wutian was still practicing in seclusion," Wuliang said.

The old monk of the Six Paths said calmly: "Wutian is only a thin line away from breaking the boundary, and he will leave the customs in three days." The affirmative words seem to indicate that some things will be carried out according to what he said, without the slightest deviation.

Wuliang knew how powerful the future eye of the old monk of the Six Paths was, so he said immediately: "In three days, I will wait there for my brother to leave the customs."

"Old bald donkey! What did you bring me to this ruined temple?!" Qin Rongxian snorted.

Hearing the name of the bald donkey, Wuliang frowned suddenly, the stone bricks under his feet cracked quietly, and Qin Rongxian also felt the breath of the strongest body refiner.

The old monk of the Six Paths said indifferently: "Take her to the eighth-level pagoda."

Wuliang was a little stunned and said: "That is the place where the Buddha repented. Why did he take her there?" As soon as he said the words, he felt a little stupid. The old monk of the Six Paths must have foreseen what will happen in the future, otherwise How could it be so easy to open the eight-level pagoda?

The old monk of the Six Paths knew that he knew it well, so he stopped answering and stepped into the Buddhist gate.

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