"Uh...!?" Feng Ling and the White General were both shocked. Unable to move, they could only silently watch this strange scene happen...
"Bang~!" The process was very slow, and I don't know how long it took. With a loud noise, the red cherry spear suddenly penetrated the body of the man in purple.
Before the lingering skeletal white general had time to clap his hands, he saw the gun body disappear suddenly and completely submerged into the body of the man in purple!
Then, the man in purple was surprised to find that after fusing the Flame Dragon Fire Crystal, not only could he move, but he had also miraculously recovered most of his injuries.
Immediately, Feng Ling had a thought in his mind and summoned the spear that was forced back into his body again.
"Fire Dragon Mark!?" Feng Ling's eyes shone brightly, and he held the changed fire-tip gun in his hand and looked at it for a moment.
He couldn't see anything except a domineering fire dragon pattern on the gun body.
"The grudges should end!" Really unable to figure it out, Feng Ling stopped embarrassing himself and raised his eyebrows as he slowly walked towards the severely injured and dying general.
"Winning king or defeated bandit, let's do it!" Sensing the change in the man in purple, Ku Lao was not frightened. Instead, he closed his eyes calmly with a hint of a generous death.
"Bang!" A loud noise echoed in the Ice Jade Pavilion along with a scream. The man in purple could see a hint of amusement on his lips, and a spear was firmly fixed on the bone of the withered white general's right hand, which was already bloody and fleshy.
"Stop playing tricks, I can already guess most of your thoughts!" Feng Ling said calmly, quickly put away the gun and took a step back. It was this action of drawing the gun that made the old man opposite let out another shrill scream.
But Feng Ling didn't seem to hear it, and still asked to himself: "But there is one thing I don't understand...! When you opened the Ice Jade Pavilion, you could easily use Sun Yuyang's blood essence with your cultivation.
But why would you choose to spend a lot of time and forcibly extract the essence and blood of a deceased person at the expense of cultivation?
Is it just because she is the daughter of your former lover Shuqiao? "
The man in purple stared carefully into the eyes of the old man in front of him, and combined with the few words that Sun Yuyang and Ku Lao said, Feng Ling struggled with this for a long time.
If General Dry Bones hadn't done that, today's battle would have been even more dangerous!
"No, she is my biological daughter!" After hearing this, the Bone White General sighed, as if the pain he just showed was all fake.
Just this move made Feng Ling pale with shock, and he admired Ku Lao's cunningness even more. No need to think about it, he also knew that Ku Lao must be trying to confuse himself and pull him on his back when he wasn't paying attention!
"I also learned about it in the past few days!" Thinking of the secret massacre of the Sun family in the past, Ku Lao was now filled with fear.
As the saying goes, tiger poison cannot eat its seeds. Fortunately, he decided at that time that Sun Yuyang could not move, otherwise he would have become a sinner. How could he have the face to see Shu Qiao under Jiuquan!
"As expected!" The speculation in her heart was confirmed. After recalling it quickly, Feng Ling finally sorted everything out. She also felt some sympathy for Ku Lao's experience: "Should I explain her life experience for you? "
"It doesn't matter whether you tell her or not! It's up to you to decide." The Bone White General spat out a mouthful of suffocated blood, and a hint of loneliness flashed in his heart: "Anyway, I'm going to die too!"
"Instead of suffering, it's better to give me... a ride!" As he said this, the Boneless General looked at Feng Ling with pleading eyes.
"Alas~...!" Before he could finish his words, the man in purple could only hear a sigh, and then a faint light flashed, and the old man had cut off all life breath.
A generation of heroes has fallen!
"Time, luck!" After a bullet penetrated the chest, the life-and-death battle between the two finally came to an end. Looking at the body lying in a pool of blood, Feng Ling felt a lot of emotion.
"If not...
Dry Bones White will be depleted of cultivation!
If not...
The new Broken Soul Powder was successfully refined!
If not...
Absorbed the Flame Dragon Fire Crystal!
So, who is dead now? It’s really... hard to say! "
This battle can be described as: twists and turns. There were so many unexpected changes along the way that the balance of victory finally fell to the man in purple.
And when the opportunity given by God came, Feng Ling did seize it as expected.
"Suddenly—!" A burst of black energy disappeared quickly while the man in purple was careless. Feng Ling came back to his senses and smiled bitterly, secretly cursing that he had been dazzled by victory.
"Oh~! Forget it, leave it to you!" The vitality of Dry Bone White General's body has been exhausted, and the legendary ghost body has no energy of the legendary realm.
Just like Ling Weiyun back then, even the weak Feng Ling couldn't do anything. Even if Ku Lao escaped, it would be insignificant.
Without the help of a peerless expert, not to mention resurrecting the dead and rebuilding the realm, just "preserving oneself from being disturbed or swallowed by other external objects" is not an easy task!
"Is this cutting the grass without eradicating the root?" Feng Ling laughed at himself. He wanted to kill the black energy not because he lacked the legendary ghost body, but because he didn't want to leave a potential harm to others.
But now it seems that the opponent's ghost body seems to have trouble even protecting itself, and self-destruction is very likely. Thinking of this, Feng Ling is relieved and completely relieved.
"I don't know, how is the situation at the Sun Mansion?" Feng Ling murmured, and after carefully sensing something to no avail, he quickly left towards the passage above his head.
As a veteran legendary powerhouse, White General Withered Bones was undoubtedly very powerful, but Feng Ling was in the same realm as him. If he couldn't defeat him, he could have run away, but he didn't do that.
Just because the White General with Bones is not invincible. If you are afraid to run away when facing such an opponent who can give it a try, then how can you move forward bravely on the road of spiritual practice in the future?
Feng Ling is confident that he can kill the opponent without breaking through his own limits!
Facts have proved that he did it! At the cost of a brief serious injury, the opponent's life was exchanged. Of course, luck also played a role that cannot be ignored in this battle.
However, he knew very well how dangerous the process was, so he would not say more!
…
In the Bingyu Pavilion, I don’t know how much time has passed...
In a corner of the explosion, a pitch-black scepter exuded a faint penetrating light. After confirming that there was no one around, a black energy slowly emerged from it.
"Are you gone?" The black energy condensed into the appearance of a skeletal white general, and he glanced sadly at the familiar yet unfamiliar corpse in a pool of blood on the ground.
"Who!?" Suddenly, a stream of air rushed in from the top of his head. The Bone White General was alert, and the ghost body retreated more than ten meters. His first reaction was that Feng Ling had turned back.
