Everyone was frightened by Ji Bochang's momentary power, but in an instant they began to display their own unique skills and use their own magic weapons.
Ji Bochang has been hit by the Li family's cause and effect spell. As long as the person who cast the spell, Li Shentong, is unimpeded, Ji Bochang's cultivation and state will continue to be weakened.
According to Li Shentong's current cultivation level, this weakening of Ji Bochang should last for less than half an hour.
Within this little half hour.
Even if Lu Xiaojin is adjusting his breathing to heal his injuries, and even if there are some top geniuses who have not heard the news and come here, everyone present should be able to take down the arrogant Ji Bochang and seize the Supreme Bone.
The war is about to break out. On the barren mountains and tombs, people are surging with cultivation and shouting loudly.
The words are divided into two parts. Zhao Wujiang's side is... it's over.
Zhao Wujiang has no feeling or much interest in the Supreme Bone. After all, even if he possesses it, it does not mean that he can exert his power.
But he will definitely take back his own supreme bones one by one.
And according to the information Yin Tao'er gave him, many people are rushing to the 22nd level Dao Lotian, and many people are fighting for it. Even if he finally gets the Supreme Bone in his hands, it will still be a hot potato, and he will be Everyone covets it.
What he is more interested in now is the magical immortal body cultivated by Ji Bochang of the Immortal Dynasty of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
He already has the foundation stone of the immortal golden body, the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, and it should be easy to practice this magical power. Once he masters it, even if it is not as powerful as the immortal golden body, it will not be much weaker.
This also improves his combat effectiveness.
Yin Tao'er, the sweetheart, was already in the water, so he drew his sword and left.
When he turned around before leaving, the lady frowned and nodded resentfully.
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Zhao Wujiang and Li Chunjun met.
They have unique ways to connect.
He told Li Chunjun that he wanted to visit Daolian Tian, the 22nd level of Daolian Secret Realm.
Li Chunjun nodded and didn't say much. He just said "be careful" and then walked across the Lotus Sky and rushed to the 16th Level Lotus Sky.
There is no need to explain many things between men. Li Chunjun understood that Zhao Wujiang was worried about Lin Xiaoke and Lin Lang of the Qingqiu Fox Clan and wanted him to go back and have a look.
He also heard about the Twenty-Two Level Dao Lotus and the birth of the Supreme Bone.
But he is not interested, and he is aware of his current strength. If he rushes to the 22nd Dao Lotian, he will only have more fights, not to mention he doesn't want to waste his warm sword energy.
Just returned to the 16th level of Lotus Heaven, and could also practice the swordsmanship he had acquired before.
Zhao Wujiang crossed Daolian Tian and reached the 22nd level.
As soon as he stepped into this place, for some reason his heart was trembling inexplicably, and his soul was shaking.
He saw the cultivation bombardment on the horizon, and the many geniuses flying around constantly.
I guess these are the people vying for the Supreme Bone.
But instead of participating immediately, he landed on a barren mountain.
The vegetation on the barren hills is withered and yellow, and the earth is covered with black and yellow sand, with broken bones buried in the sand.
Nearly half of these bones look white and translucent after passing through the years, as if time has not left any traces on the bones.
And there are still many corpses showing a dull yellow color.
He bent down and gently picked up the bones of one arm.
The five fingers of this white bone are bent, as if it was holding something tightly in life. Even though the years have passed and the flesh and blood have withered, it still maintains the same movements as before and has not let go.
"After so many years, what kind of bones can still be preserved to this day?"
Zhao Wujiang looked at the broken arms and limbs exposed in the mud and sand all over the mountains and fields, and was a little confused.
Even if it is a monk, his bones will be corrupted after being buried for thousands of years or even longer.
He gently placed the skeletal arm back into the sand.
There seems to be a secret buried in the thirty-third Dao Lotus Heaven of the Dao Lotus Secret Realm.
Someone wanted to tell him something, or rather, wanted to tell everyone in the world something.
Zhao Wujiang shook his head slightly, and his mind was clear. He made sure that there were no unnecessary distractions or string blessings like puppets, and he slowly exhaled.
If you tip your toes, you will fly towards the battlefield.
Suddenly, his body froze.
That skeletal arm, at some point, was tugging at his ankle tightly, getting harder and harder, as if it didn't want him to leave.
