At this time, the situation on Feng Ling's side had calmed down slightly, but the situation on Ling Weiyun's clone side was not optimistic.
Outside Sunset City, in a strange tomb shrouded in thick black fog...
"Boom~!" Under the shroud of black energy, clusters of faint green light looked particularly alluring and conspicuous. The fierce withered white skeletons seemed to crawl out of the tomb, and together with an old man with a ferocious face, they frantically besieged a withered man. elder.
No~, not as if! That skeleton just crawled out of the grave!
"Zizzi~...!" A harsh and elongated sound exploded, and the violent blue electric current spattered freely from the hand of the withered old man like a wandering spiritual snake.
The small blue snakes scattered on the ground seemed to contain endless power, smashing ravines into the ground of the dilapidated cemetery.
The little snakes opened their sharp lightning teeth as if they were spiritual, and each of them greeted the skeleton and white bones that pounced on the withered old man.
Take some of the pressure off for him!
But the withered old man who had just pulled away to finish all this quickly was still in a hurry. He quickly condensed a thunder ball and hurriedly collided with the disgusting squirming black water on the opposite side.
"Boom~!" The swirling wind that swept through the eight wastelands suddenly roared out with the two elders as the center. It was shocking, and the entire cemetery began to tremble violently.
After experiencing this calamity frequently, without the blessing of the barrier formed by the strange black energy in the formation, this place would have turned into ashes long ago!
"Drink~...! Ling Weiyun, stop struggling to your death!" He yelled angrily, and as soon as his black claws corroded his sleeves, he was entangled by the violent thunder and lightning that came back at extremely fast speeds.
Then, the two old men who were gathering strength suddenly attacked each other with their claws, and with sparks flying, they took seven or eight steps back with flushed faces.
"Heishui Tu, a few years ago you were lower in cultivation than Lao Chan and couldn't defeat Lao Chan, so I won't say anything more.
But what about now?
With the same level of cultivation, you will still be beaten to a miserable state by the old man.
In the end, he was so shameless that he relied on evil formations to frame the old man. Alas, it was really disappointing! "
Taking advantage of the opportunity to retreat, Ling Weiyun used his skills to relieve his strength, shaking his head and sighing, with a strong sense of ridicule in his words.
Feng Ling's purpose was to use a disdainful blow to anger Heishui Tu, thereby creating an opportunity for himself to kill with one strike!
As long as Blackwater Tu is dead and there is no operator to drive him, this formation will be solved naturally. As for the nine-turn skeletons summoned, they are not enough!
"Hmph——! I hope your old bones can be as hard as your mouth!" Heishui Tu was about to get angry, but suddenly something moved in his heart and he suppressed it forcefully. He knew the other party's situation very well in his heart.
Despite what the withered old man said lightly, in reality, he had to face a strong evil spirit master of the same level, while also taking into account the siege and sneak attack of nine-turn white skeletons pouring out from all around.
It’s miserable even if you use distraction at the same time!
"Pfft~!" After the quarrel, the two elders stabilized their bodies, and the physically and mentally exhausted two men spat out a mouthful of suffocated blood at the same time. Unexpectedly, they did not stop to take a breath.
Instead, his eyes were red and he once again set off two piercing winds, smashing towards the opponent's front door with great power.
Looking at that crazy desperate look, he just wants to...
Fight until death!
This tragic scene makes people cry sadly——
"They are two old people who are about to die, how many years of life do they have left?
Why are they killing each other like this?
Wouldn’t it be wonderful for everyone to let go and enjoy their old age together? "
But how can everything go as expected? If things are so easy to solve, then why are there so many grudges and hatreds in the world?
And how could this world be so chaotic!
"Bang——!"
"Damn~! What happened in the past few years that we haven't seen each other? To make this old bone so difficult to chew!"
The sore paws felt numb again, and Heishui Tu was frightened by the powerful white-haired old man in front of him.
Until now, after fighting for nearly half an hour, the entire cemetery was torn to pieces and in a mess, but the haggard old man opposite was still alive and kicking.
There's no trace of him looking like he's about to be buried!
If he hadn't activated Senior Brother Dry Bones' Dry Bones Grave Formation in time, he would probably be in a much worse situation now.
"Bang——!" He suddenly and forcefully shook the haggard old man away. Heishui Tu swept away a large number of broken skeletons and white bones around him in shock and anger. He knew that if he continued to waste more, it would only be more detrimental to him.
At this time, the rare neutral opportunity cannot be waited for.
"The dead tombs chime together,
The door to the Bone Grave is open...!
White bones and skull~
--now--! "
Taking the opportunity to take out a pitch-black snake-patterned scepter, Blackwater Tutuo shouted violently and quickly forced out a drop of blood to stain it. Immediately, a strange energy suddenly filled the entire place through the scepter as the blood merged.
He actually wanted to forcefully summon a terrifying thing to kill this old man!
“Suddenly—!” The cool breeze blew, and as Heishui Tu chanted in a low voice, the dim sunset above his head was completely blocked by the billowing black air, and the cemetery fell into darkness.
Why, the night was so dark and windy!
The entire noisy cemetery also became eerily quiet. The few skeletons that had not been destroyed stopped swooping, and the green light in their eyes stopped beating...!
While the skeleton was stunned in place, Ling Weiyun's clone once again sprayed out violent blue snakes. After a while, groups of thunder and lightning snakes pupated forward, wrapping around the skeleton and quickly nibbling and devouring it.
As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
Although I am wary of these abnormal skeletons, they will be blocked by soldiers and covered by water and soil. Since I can't stop the opponent from chanting the curse, I will kill a few more skeletons that are in the way!
"Crackling~!" The sound sounded like fried beans, and the withered old man was puzzled. While secretly accumulating strength, he frowned and looked at the old man holding the staff not far in front of him, who was wrapped in thick corrosive black air.
Thunder and lightning are formed by righteous energy, specially designed to deal with ghosts and evil spirits. If this continues, in just a few breaths, all the skeletons and bones will be turned into ashes, and by then, the Blackwater Massacre will really be saved.
"Boom——!" Just when the withered old man was confused, a large number of cross tombstones began to rotate in a large and regular manner, leaving only dense shadows of strange tombstones in his sight.
In the middle of the shadow, a strange and looming door with black patterns suddenly emitted a strange suction force. Then, the crystal clear white bones on the ground floated and shimmered with light, and crazily entered the strange door.
"Crack, click -!" The sound of bones jointing filled the ears, but the skeleton, whether complete or not, was all disassembled and decomposed by itself. After turning into white bone limbs, it was pulled along again and disappeared into the black. Pattern the door.
