Chapter 72 Black Bone True King

The earth cracked, and a huge white skeleton climbed out of it like a hill, with a majestic and strange momentum.

The shelf made of white bones looks extremely strange. The top and bottom are generally long, and the head is slender and horny. The snow is extremely white all over. It looks like snow. The height of the bone shelf is seven meters away, and the width is also two meters. If the flesh and blood are reborn, it must be a huge guy.

The old man floated beside the huge white skeleton and laughed proudly.

At this time, at his feet, thousands of creatures were suffering, and the flesh and soul were swallowed up by this huge white skeleton. It was covered with snow-white bones, but it could strangely swallow the flesh and blood without leaving a trace of residue.

"Okay, I really woke you up, God of War. Now that I have you, I have the capital to fight against the White Bone God. Haha, I will kill back to the White Bone Hall. Anyway, I have to spit out half of the territory for me."

The thin old man looked up to the sky and laughed, and his fingers turned into a rune. The rune flashed with a severe red light, and he was about to press it on the forehead of the white skeleton.

Once the contract rune is pressed down, this white skeleton will become his contract.

"Beast, in order to summon an ancient creature, he killed so many human beings."

A blast sounded in the void. Wu Pengwei tore the clouds down, slapped it with a palm, and immediately smashed the contract into pieces.

Point fluorescence dissipates.

The thin old man was shocked. The young man in blue came out of nowhere, and his palm was so powerful that he smashed his contract rune to pieces.

This contract rune is not an ordinary thing, but condenses the crystallization of the strength of the thin old man's qi and blood. It signs a contract with the White Bone God of War. First, it needs the ancient rune pattern, and the second is to play its own qi and blood, so that the other side of the contract can understand its own strength. Therefore, although this contract is not It has attack power, but it is a reflection of the contractor's own strength. The higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is to destroy.

"Excuse me, who is the holy one who wants to destroy the spirit of my black bone king?"

A fierce murder flashed in the narrow eyes of the thin old man, and the black light lingered on his palm, ready to give a blow at any time to catch the other party off guard.

"Well, I don't care about you, Black Bone Zhenjun, White Bone Zhenjun, you kill human beings so wantonly, you are looking for death." Wu Pengwei turned around and looked like iron.

Xiang Ruolan, who was beside him, also drove "Xiao Yi" to Wu Pengwei's side, looking at thousands of dead lives underground, and her pretty face was also extremely cold.

"Well, others say that the White Bone War Temple is the guardian god of the people of the grassland. The six true kings in the temple are even more god-like characters. They are worshipped by the people of the grassland. They should have been noble people, but they didn't expect that they were so cruel, no different from the devil. They really deserve to be killed."

When Black Bone Zhenjun heard Xiang Ruolan's words, he immediately looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Haha, what this girl said is really funny. Heaven and earth are not benevolent and take everything as a dog. What's the difference between these fighting people and ants live? They worship my white bone temple and my black bone king. It's completely wishful thinking. What's more, these ant-like unbeencompetent can help me wake up this white bone god of war. It's their supreme glory, and how can it be cruel, haha.

Xiang Ruolan frowned when she heard this. She came to Wu Pengwei's side and whispered, "This guy is one of the high-level cores of the extraterritorial white bone temple. The owner of the white bone temple is the white bone god king. His strength is unfathomable and never revealed in front of the crowd. Originally, they are mainly used by the six true kings in the palace. These six true kings are the six true kings of blood bone, dead bone, dead bone, black bone, ghost bone and magic bone. Each person's strength has the peak of the master, and it is said that each of these six people is familiar with the hereditary secret method of the White Bone Temple, which is close to magic, and their strength is strong. Incomparable, in the past thousand years, if it hadn't been for the confrontation and restraining each other on the prairie, I'm afraid that the tentacles would have reached into Fenglan martial arts long ago.

"The realm of the master?" Wu Pengwei sneered, "I'm afraid I have the strength of Wu Zun now."

"Wu Zun's strength?" Xiang Ruolan frowned for a moment.

Not far away, the black bone Zhenjun, who was suspended in the air, stared at Wu Pengwei for a long time. Then he closed his palms and shouted in surprise, "You, are you the boy mentioned in the grace of the gods."

Wu Pengwei smiled coldly and didn't say anything.

The more Black Bone Zhenjun looked at it, the more surprised he became. In the end, he was no longer sure. He was ecstatic.

"Sure enough, it's really you. The god in the dream once said that as long as I kill you and carry your head to a place, it's better than being able to get a level of upgrading the realm. Haha, God treats me well and actually sent you to my door. Hey hey, good boy, as long as I kill you, my strength is full of blood. At the point of Wu Sheng, don't worry about the immortal white bone god. From then on, on the prairie, no, looking at the wind and earth, who is my opponent.

This thin old man is extremely conceited, as if Wu Pengwei has become something in his palm.

Xiang Ruolan laughed angrily and said sarcasticly, "Old man, you don't weigh your own weight. If you want to get great benefits, you have to have this ability to get it."

The black-bone Zhenjun laughed: "What kind of climate is a yellow-haired boy and a girl? Little girl, don't show off your tongue. After a moment, when Ben Zhenjun captures this boy, he will refine your girl into a sex doll for me to drive him to have fun all his life, haha..."

"** Evil, you are shameless..." Xiang Ruolan was so angry and blushed that she wanted to teach the old guy "Xiao Yi". But at this time, Wu Pengwei stretched out his hand to stop the other party and said faintly, "Black bone, Zhenjun, I'll give you three minutes to show your full ability. These three minutes are the time when you die.

Black Bone Zhenjun laughed when he heard this, as if he had heard the funniest thing.

Wu Pengwei didn't pay attention to his madness, but whispered to Xiang Ruolan beside him, "Miss Xiang, please calculate the time."

He nodded to Ruolan and said, "Okay, I'll count it for you..."

Seeing that the two of them looked like a bad thing, Black Bone Zhenjun couldn't help gritting his teeth and said, "Good boy, you are crazy enough. Zhenjun, I have lived for 60 years, and it's the first time I've met a person like you. That's all. If you are determined to die, I'll let you quietly pass the real king and I can use the world."

After saying that, the black bone Zhenjun went out like smoke, came to the top of the head of the huge white skeleton, raised his left palm, carved the rune seal between the palms of his palm, and slapped it down.

The white skeleton was branded by the contract rune, and immediately let out a shocking roar. Two dark flames flashed in the empty eyes, moving like a beast.

Wu Pengwei, who was not far away, just looked at the other party leisurely. Next to him, there was a serious timed Xiang Ruolan.

"Ten, Eleven..."

(The second chapter is coming, because the mobile phone is going online, so the vertical and horizontal chapters are either 2,000 words or 3,000 words. This chapter is a little less. There is another chapter tonight, so I'm sure you can have a good time)