This isn't the end yet. What's even more unfortunate is that he can't stop yet and can only keep jumping. If he stops, he will die.
The only thing he can do now is sing.
Ah, singing? How long has it been since then that he still has the heart to sing?
Of course he can, he can sing: "Burn my calories, bye donuts, pearl milk tea instant noodles, hot pot rice and chicken, take it, take it, you're welcome..."
After finally holding on for another three or four minutes, the Skeleton King's movements finally became sluggish and his attack power was greatly reduced. The Heili monk's mana was finally almost exhausted by Huang Ming.
Just when Huang Ming was secretly happy and was about to find an opportunity to get closer, the Heili monk suddenly brought the raised soul-calling flag in front of his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood on Qi.
Hearing "hiss", bursts of black energy came out of the Skeleton King. Two balls of green fire came out of the empty eye sockets of its huge head wearing a lion helmet, and its power suddenly increased.
The big skeleton went berserk after Brother Heili spewed out blood.
"Your sister's"
Huang Ming was really desperate now. He couldn't beat this big skeleton if he wasn't furious. How could he beat him now that he was furious? It's over now, there's no chance at all, I'm really going to die.
"Brother Daxia, stop struggling. Once I, the Skeleton King, goes berserk, even the early stage of body refining with the Twelve Apertures can kill me. Just accept your fate, hahahaha..."
Brother Heili smiled proudly.
But at this moment, an old voice came from the end of the valley close to Daxia.
"Can it kill a body refiner in the middle stage of the Twelve Apertures?"
"Hey", Huang Ming was overjoyed. This is really a mountain with no way out, and another village with dark flowers and bright flowers.
From this tone, it seemed that the person who came was a body refiner in the middle stage of the Twelve Apertures, and he seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Heiliren's words. Now, he was saved.
The Heili monk was also startled. He quickly waved his soul-calling flag to stop the Skeleton King's attack on Huang Ming, and nervously turned his head to look at the other end of the valley.
I saw a figure like a dragonfly touching the water, and with a blur of "swish, swish, swish, swish", it jumped from the other side of the valley to Huang Ming and the Heili monk.
Huang Ming took a closer look and saw that the person coming was an old man in his sixties. He had yellow skin and dark eyes. He was definitely from Daxia.
This old man is eight feet tall, with a broad chest and thick back, ape-like arms and waist. He wears a purple-gray satin six-fold shawl with the word "maple" embroidered on each fold. He wears a vermilion satin hero's cloak, a white satin high collar, and blue silk Lining, red silk middle coat.
Looking at the face, you can see a flat-topped melon, a square chin, a face like purple jade, translucent in the purple and moist in the light, sword-shaped eyebrows with big ring eyes, a lion's nose and a square mouth, and no beard under the sea.
On his back is a gold-backed ghost-headed duck knife with a green shark skin sheath, a yellow knife plate, blue silk wrapped around the knife handle, and half a foot of red silk hanging from the handle. When the wind blows, it flutters like a red cloud blowing over the shoulder. Swing back and forth.
The most important thing is that there are twelve very bright light spots in the mana aura of this old man. Without even thinking about it, this old man must be a genuine twelve-aperture mid-level body refiner.
After the old man came over, he looked Huang Ming up and down first, then raised his head to look at the big skeleton, not looking at the Heili monk at all.
"Huh? I've seen a lot of the Yin Ghost Refining Corpses of you cultivators Heili, and some of them are really powerful, but how come your big skeleton is different from those Yin Ghost Refining Corpses, and has an aura unique to the body refining cultivators? "
"Senior, that guy made this big skeleton using the bones of our body refiners. He said that he used a total of twelve bones of our Daxia body refiners. It's really vicious."
Huang Ming responded proactively with added jealousy.
"What? This big skeleton is made from the bones of our Daxia body refiners? How unreasonable?"
The old man immediately became angry, and his clothes began to flutter freely.
"Senior Daxia, don't listen to this monk's nonsense. In fact, I refined this Skeleton King with the bones of barbarian beasts. I did add the bones of two body refiners, but those were body refiners from the Baiyi realm. It has nothing to do with Daxia”
This cultivator Heili told the truth. He himself was only in the late stage of Jindan. How could he have the ability to kill twelve six-aperture body refiners? He was scaring Huang Ming before. It seemed that no matter which world he was in, there was no need to pay taxes for bragging.
"Hmph, I don't dare to judge you, but you are using the bones of monks to refine magic weapons. It's really vicious. You can't keep such things."
After the old man finished speaking, his body swayed and suddenly began to grow in size, and his skin gradually turned golden.
"Golden Body Dharma?" Huang Ming exclaimed.
His "Prison-Suppressing Ming King Jue" also has the art of transformation, but it can only be practiced after the first four levels of body training, bone tempering and internal organs strengthening. The fifth level of "Prison-Suppressing Ming King Jue" is equivalent to the stage of transformation into a god.
But Huang Ming was a little surprised that this old man was only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul and could perform the art of transformation.
"Senior, whether the bones of monsters or monks can be used to refine magical weapons, we will make the best use of them. We hope that seniors will abide by the agreement and not meddle in other people's affairs to bully the small." Monk Heili was a little anxious.
"What, are you saying that I bully the small?"
The old man became half as tall as the big skeleton, but stopped when he heard what Brother Heili said.
"Senior Daxia, we have an agreement in the three realms of the human race. In non-sect wars, high-level monks are not allowed to kill low-level monks for no reason. They can only fight against the same level. If you kill me, are you not afraid of provoking a war between Daxia and Heili? "
"Ah", Huang Ming next to him was stunned, why is there still such an agreement?
Could it be that the reason why the human race and the cultivating sects in this world can live in peace is because of the agreement that high-level monks cannot kill low-level monks at will?
If this is the case, then this old man can't save himself, and he is still in danger.
"Who said I want to kill you? I just want to kill this skeleton made from the bones of a body refiner."
After the old man finished speaking, he punched the big skull in the head from a distance.
"No, senior, stop..."
Before Brother Heili finished speaking, he saw a huge golden fist flying out of the old man's hand, and the surrounding void was instantly distorted. Then he heard "bang..." and the big skull's head was broken into pieces and flew everywhere. .
The Heili monk spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
This big skeleton is just a bone puppet that he refined, but it has to be driven by his natal magic weapon. When the big skeleton dies, it is equivalent to the damage to his natal magic weapon, and the Heili monk is injured.
After smashing the big skeleton, the old man shrank his body and returned to its original shape, and walked up to Huang Ming.
"Little monk, are you from the Changlin Sect? What's wrong with you? You are clearly in the late stage of the Sixth Aperture, why can't you beat a Qi Refiner of the same level?"
"This..." Huang Ming really didn't know how to answer.
First, he is not a body refiner from the Changlin Sect. Second, who stipulates that a body refiner at the late stage of Liu Qiao will definitely be able to beat a qi refiner at the late stage of Golden Core?
There are too many factors that affect the outcome of a fight. Cultivation level is only one of them. It also depends on the skills practiced, the magical weapons owned, and the tactics and strategies used. It cannot be generalized.
