Mortal Bones

"Amon is here, you monsters, retreat and die! If you don't retreat, you will die!"

The sound coming from the dome kept echoing in this empty blood pool and jade bone grassland.

"Amon?"

Xu Taiping, who looked surprised, suddenly felt that the name seemed familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Amon, the sword leader of the Nine Palaces?"

"Why is he here?"

Just as Xu Taiping was trying to remember who this Amon was, he heard the whispers of the demon cultivators through the Jade Bone Grass, which suddenly woke him up.

"It turns out to be Amon, the swordsman of the Nine Prefectures."

Xu Taiping suddenly felt enlightened.

The reason why he felt familiar with this name was because Amon was the previous Jiufu Sword Leader.

Not only that, this name often appears together with Su Chan.

Because before Su Chan was possessed by the devil, Amon would come to Qingxuanzong every year to ask Su Chan for swordsmanship, and he never stopped for a year, even if he was seriously injured and dying.

In the battle for the sword master of the Nine Prefectures, Amon was defeated by Su Chan's sword time and time again.

At first, Amon's swordsmanship was mediocre, but he always tried to challenge the already famous Su Chan, so people often laughed at him for overestimating his abilities.

But with Amon's swordsmanship, he climbed to the first floor every year, and in just a few decades, he defeated all the sword cultivators in the Nine Palaces.

Finally no one dared to laugh at him anymore.

But even though he improved so quickly, he was still defeated by Su Chan's sword in the battle of sword masters, and he was still defeated miserably.

Everyone sighs, since there is Amen, how can Su Chan be born.

The existence of Su Chan is the misfortune of all the sword cultivators in Jiufu, including Amon.

But every time Amon heard it, he would denounce such rhetoric.

He said that having Su Chan in Jiufu is a blessing for Jiufu, a blessing for sword cultivators in the world, and a blessing for me, Amen.

Without Su Chan, I thought that the sword in the world could not be higher than nine floors. Now that I saw Su Chan, I realized that the sword in the world could be higher than nine hundred buildings.

He also said, I'm not in a hurry, I just have to climb the first floor in ten years, and one day I will be able to fight Su Chan on the top of that 999-story building!

But before long, Su Chan became possessed.

The tall building in Amon's eyes also collapsed.

After that, he had not touched a sword for nearly a hundred years. It was not until the last battle for the sword chief of the Nine Prefectures that he defeated all the sword cultivators in the world with a broken sword and won the seat of the sword chief of the Nine Prefectures.

"call……"

Looking at the increasingly larger cracks in the dome, Xu Taiping let out a long breath.

"It seems that Amon is the other hand prepared by Jiufu. It can not only make up for the loss after my mistake, but also attract the attention of these demon cultivators for me."

In Xu Taiping's view, Amon's appearance is definitely not a coincidence.

"Nine mansions have achieved this level, I have to work harder, otherwise I will be really sorry for that bottle of spiritual essence liquid."

While he was thinking this, he cast his gaze on the stone bridge.

"Zheng!——"

At this moment, the sound of a sword sounded, as if it was about to tear the world apart.

Immediately, the cracks in the dome suddenly spread around, and a sword light, carrying a terrifying power, poured down from the cracks in the dome like a waterfall from the sky, and blasted straight towards the demon cultivators in the center of the blood pool. .

Almost at the same time.

A sharp roar suddenly erupted from the blood pool of those demonic cultivators.

It looks like a beast, but also like a human being.

And amid this roar, two huge bloody hands suddenly stretched out from the blood pool and swatted towards the sword light.

"boom!"

Amidst the huge earthquake, most of the blood that made up the bloody hand was washed away by the sword light falling from the dome, but even so, it still blocked the sword for the demon cultivators below.

But only for a moment.

As a figure flew down from the sky above the dome holding a sword, the huge bloody hand collapsed.

"Amon, I'm here to fight with you!"

At this moment, Demon Lord Wu Chang, who was still standing on the shore before, had reached the sky above the center of the blood pool in a flash.

I saw him holding the crutch with both hands across his chest, and then pushing it forward. A black flame mixed with golden light shot out towards Amon like a pillar.

"Zheng!"

But as a sword sound sounded, the pillar of fire of the Impermanence Demon Lord was directly split open by Amon's sword.

"Old man, you are not dead yet. I, Amon, will send you on your way today!"

Hearing another loud shout from Amon, he slashed towards the Demon Lord Wu Chang with a sword.

Amidst the harsh sound of piercing the air, Amon's sword seemed to have opened more than a dozen cracks in the air, tearing apart the Demon Lord's impermanent body together.

However, the Demon Lord Impermanence did not die. Instead, he manifested the body of a real demon at the level of the Demon Lord - a two-headed human-faced dog covered in flames.

"boom!"

The roaring two-headed dog first spit out two huge fireballs at Amon one after another. Then when Amon dodged, they suddenly pounced out and swallowed them all at Amon with their mouths wide open.

The huge mouth of this two-headed dog suddenly became extremely huge the moment it bit Amon, big enough to swallow the entire altar below.

I don’t know if Amon was careless or failed to dodge.

Xu Taiping only saw that he was swallowed whole by the two-headed dog.

Seeing this, the demon cultivators around the blood pool were in an uproar, and their expressions were extremely joyful.

But soon, as a turbulent wave of aura like a volcanic eruption came from above the blood pool, all the demon cultivators felt their hearts tighten.

"Zheng!"

And as another sword cry sounded, the Demon Lord's impermanent true demon body suddenly exploded, and black-golden flames seeped out from the cracks.

It seemed that there was an uncontrollable force in his body, rushing outward.

"Boom!..."

In just a few breaths, the true demon body of the Demon Lord Wuchang suddenly shattered.

The black gold flames that erupted from it swept across the entire blood river, and even the demon cultivators below who were condensing blood jade were implicated.

And Amon, who was in the center of the flames, was unharmed.

Not only that, the surging sword energy began to gather around him like waves.

From a distance, Amon seemed to be standing on the top of a turbid wave, overlooking the blood pool below.

"This is the angry sword energy of Senior Amon."

Xu Taiping's face was full of horror.

Turning the invisible sword energy into a visible one is the realm that all sword cultivators dream of.