Chapter 212

"Stab

The earth shaking sound of gold and iron burst out, and the strong wind rippled, which made some strong people close to each other feel stuffy in the chest, and their bodies could not help flying.

In a flash, the holy demon puppet blows several fists fiercely, and the nine Taoist puppets fly away immediately. Each of them carves a deep trench on the hard floor of the hall. Finally, their bodies are in tatters and almost no human form, and they can't get up again.

This sudden change almost made the silence in the hall to the extreme, and the needle could be heard.

"No way! That's a nine fight? In the blink of an eye... "

"Is that a living fighter?"

"How can such a powerful man be willing to be a slave?"

All the movements in the hall were stagnant, and the screams came one after another. The remaining puppets no longer stopped the others from grabbing the scroll, but all attacked Li Xiu, trying to stop him from getting close to the bones of Dousheng.

Several puppets came from all directions with fierce soldiers. The holy demon puppets kept flashing in the air. Every time they flashed, one puppet flew out of the air, crushing the space and sinking into the palace.

In this way, Li Xiu kept on walking, but he didn't lift his hand. However, all the ten puppets in the hall were scrapped, and there was no obstacle in front of him.

Of course, the Yuhuang clan and the ice Valley forces knew that the bones of the fighting saints must be great treasures. But after seeing the horror of the holy demon puppets, they asked themselves that they didn't have the ability to snatch food from the mouth of the tiger, so they had to fight ten scrolls with others.

As for the rest of the people in the hall, there are no stupid people who can be controlled by greed.

We all know that going forward at this time is a dead end. Who dares to act rashly is not as good as seizing scrolls in reality. Although several big forces are powerful and terrifying, they have to be compared with each other. Naturally, the two evils are the least.

After all the puppets were scrapped, the fingers of the Tusheng skeleton on the brass throne suddenly trembled slightly and imperceptibly. The rest of the people in the hall didn't see it, but this scene clearly fell into Li Xiu's eyes.

Li Xiu looked as if he hadn't seen anything. He still walked to the bones of Dousheng.

As Li Xiu got closer, the jade white bones on the brass throne seemed to wake up gradually, and their subtle movements became bigger and bigger.

At last, the skeleton suddenly trembled. In the original empty skeleton's eyes, two groups of aura emerged and suddenly raised their heads. An earth shaking roar, like thunder, came out of their mouths.

The roar of terror, in this moment, set off a storm of terror, with the throne as the center, swept like lightning, and soon filled the whole hall, and constantly reverberated.

In the main hall, many people were fighting for the scroll. Their bodies suddenly solidified, and immediately burst into a mass of blood fog. For a moment, the whole hall was filled with the rich blood fog.

And the survivors, more or less injured, fell to the ground, a period of instability.

Under the roar of Dousheng and the douzun near the center of the hall, all of them died. All of them looked at the throne in horror.

There was a strong wind in the hall, and the blood gas formed a whirlpool, gathered to the bones carved like jade, and was absorbed completely.

The jade white skeleton was not infected by the blood color, but the strange awn on it was very prosperous, and the aura in the skeleton's eyes was even worse.

When the people in the hall did not understand why the bones of Dousheng could attack, they were in a panic.

"Da!"

The sound of bones touching the ground suddenly sounded like stepping on people's hearts. Fear spread wantonly in this moment.

I saw that the skeleton of Dousheng came down from the throne at a slow pace.

Dousheng is back! Although people do not understand why this is, the significance of the scene can no longer be obvious.

After walking for a few steps, Dou Sheng's skeleton slowly turned its head and scanned the hall. All the people who were swept by his eyes were cold in the back and drenched in cold sweat.

"Those who break through the ruins will die!"

A hoarse and indifferent voice with an ancient flavor reverberated in the hall.

At the top of the hall, four scrolls with strange light were flying around, as if they were mocking something.

As the saying goes, a hundred legged insects can't be broken. Even if they die, it's not something that ordinary people can match. The roar just now is enough to show.

No one wants to fight against the bones of Dousheng, and they don't want to get the scroll. They don't want to stay here any more. Everyone in the hall, except Li Xiu, rushes out of the hall and wants to leave.

But Dou Sheng's skeleton flashed and stopped at the exit of the main hall, which meant to kill him.

Li Xiu's eyes crossed the crowd and looked as if he didn't see his own Tusheng skeleton, which was quite amusing.

A black robed old man of the Tian Yao Huang clan said in a high voice: "you guys, at this time, it's only a wisp of ghost that controls the skeleton of Dou Sheng. Compared with before, there must be no one in strength."

"Now that it doesn't want to let us go, we'd better join hands and fight to the death to send this fighting saint on the road completely!"

Huang Xuan shouts aloud, the words are quite encouraging, but there are not many people in the hall who show their will. Most of the people are actually fishing in troubled waters. When the bones of the fighting Saint attack others, they take the opportunity to escape.

Huang Xuan turned his head and looked at Li Xiu and the holy demon puppet. After several times of struggle in his heart, he took a step, gritted his teeth and arched his hand, and said, "two adults, the holy skeleton is awakened because of the two adults. I hope that the two adults can surrender it and save our lives. Our heavenly demon Huang family will have a big reward in the future."

When people in the hall heard this, their faces changed. They looked back eagerly at Li Xiu and the Holy Ghost puppet, and the holy skeleton seemed to tremble.

Huang Xuan, who still arched her hands, looked at Li Xiu with a cold look on her face. She felt very uneasy. His words may not be without some coercion. They may make the two mysterious strongmen unhappy, but it's also a helpless move.

In a short time, the skeleton of Dousheng can match the seven or eight stars. Even if all the people in the hall join hands, they will have little vitality. Besides, they all want to be self-conscious, so he has to take the risk to ask them to do it.

Of course, the reason why Huang Xuan dares to do this is that he was born in the sky demon Huang family. I believe that anyone in the mainland will be afraid, and these two should be no exception.

"Kill me."

The light words reverberate in the hall, which makes Huang Xuan suddenly raise her head and look rather stunned. She just wants to say something.

A black robe figure suddenly appeared in front of him, a blow out, shock collapsed a void, HuangXuan burst into a red blood fog.

"Mr. Xuan!"

The white haired man and Feng Qing'er, both of the Phoenix family, exclaimed and looked at Li Xiu with anger. But when they were indifferent to Li Xiu, they felt cold again. It seemed that they remembered something and could not help lowering their heads.