Boundless Sky

While Cheng Hao and the others were observing the stone stele, the mist in front of them, which gave people an extremely dangerous aura, suddenly began to collapse quickly.

"Back!"

Without any orders, the cultivators began to retreat quickly, after all, no one knew whether any dangerous changes would happen after the mist dissipated.

Fortunately, it was relieved that after the fog dissipated, there was no danger, and the scene shrouded in thick fog appeared before everyone's eyes.

Ahead is a mountain peak shrouded in white light. Above the mountain peak is bare, without any vegetation, like a Jedi.

On the top of the mountain, there are two huge white bones, like two huge pillars that can reach the sky, emitting white light like snow, which seems to support the heaven and earth in this Hongmeng cemetery.

"Is this the Bone Race?"

The monks who read the information on the stele looked at the two huge white bones in front of them curiously, with doubts in their eyes.

Before they were on the Peak of Falling Gods, they could clearly sense the huge pressure emanating from the corpses of the Protoss. It definitely surpassed the pressure of the Dzogchen Chaos God, giving people a feeling of palpitation.

However, the two giant bones in front of them did not emit any aura. Not only that, every time they looked at it more, the monks felt that the giant bones in front of them became more and more kind, and people involuntarily wanted to go forward and meet They are in close contact.

"Lan Meng, these two bones, how was their cultivation level during their lifetime?" Cheng Hao asked via voice transmission.

"Being able to be killed by Jian Yiming himself, obviously, he is definitely a ninth-level Bone Race powerhouse!"

"Does Tier Nine exist?"

Cheng Hao waved his hand gently, "Then let's step back!"

"No need!" Lan Meng smiled and shook his head, "Sword Yiming shot, these two white bone tribe cultivators are absolutely dead, and even the true spirit and obsession are impossible to stay!"

"Jian Yiming has a habit. After killing a cultivator of the same rank, he will remove all the hidden dangers that may be left behind, and even the death of the opponent after death and even the remaining coercion, without giving the opponent any resurrection. Opportunity!"

"This is a good habit, we can also learn it in the future!" Cheng Hao smiled, agreeing with this practice of cutting weeds and removing the roots.

"In that case, can those two bones be collected with confidence?" Lin Xi's eyes burned, and the value of the two bones left by the death of the ninth-order monk is absolutely unimaginable.

"Yes, it can be collected, but I don't think it is necessary!" Lan Meng shook his head, and continued to transmit his voice: "The two white bones seem to be powerful, but I can be sure that the sword energy of Jian Yiming has definitely removed the energy in their bones. All the essence of energy is destroyed, maybe just a touch of external force, the two big guys will completely fall apart and turn into dust!"

Seeing that Cheng Hao and Lin Xi seemed a little disappointed, Lan Meng smiled and turned his gaze to the seemingly ordinary stone tablet ahead.

"Jian Yiming, besides he likes to cut grass and roots, he also has a quirk. That is, every time he kills the strong, he will extract the energy essence from the opponent's body and condense it into the grand purple energy, and then turn it into a stone monument, showing it off. Own great achievements!"

"Speaking of which, in this stele, there are all great and purple energy?"

Cheng Hao moved in his heart, took a step forward, and hugged the stone stele with both hands, trying to uproot it and put it in the Haotian Tower.

However, after he urged the power of Chaos Dzogchen to the extreme, the stone stele in his arms remained motionless, without any reaction at all.

"Ha ha......"

Cheng Hao's actions naturally attracted the attention of many cultivators, especially the several powerful Dzogchens who showed a slight sneer.

"Friends, don't waste your energy, we have tried it a while ago, this stone monument cannot be destroyed at all, nor can it be collected!"

"Haha, you destroyed the stone tablet of Luoshen Peak before, so you got a big chance, this time you want to replay the old tricks? It's a pity that this place where the Bone Race has fallen, seems to have nothing to do with you!"

Some Dzogchen Chaos Gods showed relief on their faces. Fortunately, the chance here seems to have nothing to do with Cheng Hao. Otherwise, the two powerful giants of white bones would be taken away by him. Then they would be the monks. I really want to cry to death on the spot.

"I'll try it! You guys are ready to collect the scattered aura!"

After communicating with Cheng Hao and Lin Xi, Lan Meng stepped forward and lightly pressed his palm on the stone tablet.

I saw that with the urging of Lan Meng's magic power, mysterious and unpredictable **** patterns appeared on the stone stele. Numerous **** patterns gathered together like free tadpoles. Finally, a willow tree appeared. picture of.

boom!

The stone tablet suddenly began to vibrate violently. In the surprised eyes of the monks, the indestructible stone tablet suddenly burst open. In an instant, purple rays of light scattered all over the sky, and the rays of purple energy burst into all directions in the rays of light. .

Cheng Hao and Lin Xi had been prepared for a long time. When the stone tablet burst open, they controlled the Haotian Pagoda and the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar, and collected the surrounding Harmony Purple Qi into the treasure.

At the same time, Lan Meng also burst out green willow branches in his hands, entwining the fleeing purple qi, into his sleeve robe.

There are at least thousands of Hongmeng and Purple Qi in this stele, but they flee too fast. Even if Cheng Hao and the three were prepared, they only collected half of them. The remaining half was scattered in all directions. Was robbed by a group of other monks.

Among them, the three Peak Chaos Gods of the Meng Family who grabbed the red eye, even more slaughtered several monks outside the five major families, and suddenly came to Lin Xi.

Lin Xi's aura is not Dzogchen, it seems to be the weakest among Cheng Hao's trio, and he has just received hundreds of grand purple auras, which naturally attracted the attention of interested people.

The three peak chaos gods of the Meng family wanted to take advantage of the chaotic moment when the cultivators were snatching the grand purple qi to take the opportunity to kill Lin Xi and **** the grand purple qi from her hand.

They are members of the Meng family, backed by the big tree of Meng family, as long as Hongmeng Ziqi is in hand, Meng Yuan, the Dzogchen God of Perfection, will naturally protect them, and there is no fear that Cheng Hao and Lan Meng will turn their faces.

"call out!"

Suddenly, three flaming lights flew in and became the eternal only. Everything in the world lost its brilliance, extremely splendid, and extremely brilliant.

The three rays of light were too fast, surpassing the limit that people could understand, and shot through all the barriers in one flash, and submerged in the eyebrows of the three members of the Meng Family.

"Puff puff!"

Accompanied by a few muffled hums, the three peak chaos gods from the Dream Clan fell to the ground, with blood poignantly and sprinkled all over the sky, looking strange and poignant.

"Who else?"

Lin Xi's impeccable graceful figure instantly appeared in front of these three people, and put the grand and purple energy that they had won in their sleeves, and then watched all the repairs, the expression was full of gaze!

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