Click

The sound of bones breaking sounded.

Yunyi opened his mouth and sucked in fiercely, and streams of gray-white energy flew out from the bone puppet and fell into Yunyi's mouth.

After just over a hundred breaths, the gray-white energy in the bone puppet's body was completely exhausted.

There was no spiritual energy fluctuation in the entire skeleton, and the bones were torn apart.

On the other hand, the aura on Yun Yi's body was obviously strengthened.

The bloodline of the Soul-Eating Ghost Tiger is at home in an environment like the ancient battlefield.

Just grabbing a bone puppet can last for several years of hard training.

Yun Yi easily packed up the sixth-order high-grade bone puppet, and the group continued to move forward.

Without obstacles, a distance of thousands of miles is nothing.

When everyone came to the tall mountain peak in the center of the secret realm, someone immediately shouted: "Who is the old man? Tell me your name."

Wang Daoyuan said in a cold voice: "The Palace of Bones is such a grand event. Four monks in the late stage of spiritual transformation have arrived, but you dare not see them behind closed doors.

Do you really think that with the treasure, you can fight against me?"

At this time, True Monarch Jade Bone walked out of a hall: "Senior, I was joking, and I, the junior, are discussing with the elders about joining you.

Some elders have different opinions, and the younger generation is trying to persuade them."

Then, four more elders came out.

Among them was a young monk wearing silver-grey robes who was quite hostile to Wang Daoyuan.

He snorted coldly: "Where is our sect master named Wang? Were you beheaded?"

Lian Shen cursed angrily: "You don't know how to live or die, how dare you disrespect your master.

When I was conquering the Seven Star Sea and cultivating the immortal world, your eight hundred generations of ancestors were still wearing crotchless pants.

You little bastards dare to disrespect my master, are you tired of living?"

Having said that, he will put the young monk into the gourd.

Wang Daoyuan waved his hand: "You don't have to be as knowledgeable as this junior.

Your sect leader is still staying outside the secret realm, and he should come in soon."

The young monk cursed angrily: "Fart, if the sect leader was still alive, why wouldn't he come in?

It's obvious that you harmed the sect leader and you came to lie to us."

Wang Daoyuan waved his right hand violently, and a huge phantom of his hand appeared out of thin air and slapped the young monk who was uttering wild words.

No one else reacted, and the young monk was slapped and flew out.

It flew more than a hundred miles before falling heavily to the ground.

On the ground, it still slid out for hundreds of feet.

At this time, the young monk had completely lost all signs of life.

Everyone in the Bone Palace was frightened, that was the cultivator of the Transformation of God.

Even if he is besieged by several monks of the same level, the soul can abandon his physical body and escape.

Without special treasures or clever means, it is difficult to retain the soul of a god-transformation monk.

But a monk in the early stage of becoming a god was slapped to death just like that.

Wang Daoyuan snorted coldly: "I gave him a chance to live, but I didn't know how to cherish it.

A mere monk in the early stages of becoming a god, who can easily crush an ant, dares to question me.

Do I need to lie to you?”

Everyone in the Bone Palace was silent, now they believed Wang Daoyuan's words.

People who can be easily shot to death are not worth deceiving.

At this moment, Lord Dry Bones flew over from outside the secret realm.

He also shouted in his mouth: "I have surrendered to Senior Wang. Elders must not be rude to Senior Wang."

Another young monk shouted: "Sect Master, the previous Sect Master gave you the power to revitalize the Bone Palace, not to surrender.

Back then, we and the Second Elder had to fight to the death, but you had to give up the Palace of Bones, preserve your strength, and make a comeback in the future.

Now that someone is knocking on your door, you have to give up the sect's treasure and surrender.

The first sect master was really blind, so he allowed you, a weakling, to take power."

Lord Dry Bones felt guilty. In any case, he had indeed failed to fulfill his promise to revitalize the White Bone Palace.

The young monk scolded Lord Withered Bones until he was speechless, and then angrily scolded Wang Daoyuan: "Young man surnamed Wang, you bully me, Bones Palace, by relying on your strength.

In the future..."

Before he could finish his words, he was grabbed by a huge hand.

His whole body was held in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Wang Daoyuan smiled contemptuously: "Well said, remember not to say it again in the next life."

Then, the big hand shook violently.

Click

The sounds of broken bones were heard one after another, and a god-transformation monk died and disappeared.

Lord Dry Bones closed his eyes, and two clear tears seeped out from the corners of his eyes.

After a long time, he said: "Senior, I have promised to join you.

They just can't think about it for the moment. If I try to persuade them, they will be convinced."

Wang Daoyuan didn't take it seriously: "I've seen people like them a lot, and they all rely on their passion for their actions.

You can only use emotion to win over, not force to persuade.

I don't have the time to cultivate feelings with them, and I can't conquer them with force.

Rather than leaving trouble behind, it is better to solve the hidden dangers as soon as possible.

You are demonic cultivators and I am a righteous cultivator. This is a situation where we will fight to the death.

Even if I kill all the disciples of the Bone Palace, no one will say anything wrong about me.

I am not one of those stubborn old men, nor do I have to kill demonic cultivators.

As long as you don't kill people to practice martial arts, I can tolerate it.

Although demon cultivators have different paths, they are all human beings after all.

It is much better to have you occupying the Ten Thousand Demon Islands than to be occupied by demons, but I don’t want to leave behind a group of demon cultivators who are always trying to kill me.

The monks of the White Bone Hall, including all the demon cultivators in the Ten Thousand Demon Islands, must either be loyal and loyal, or they must all die."

The monks of the White Bone Hall did not dare to make another mistake. Even the monks who were very close to the two young god-transforming monks did not dare to show a trace of dissatisfaction.

Wang Daoyuan was very satisfied: "Just obey, I'm not interested in killing people.

If you can avoid killing, it is best not to kill.

Fellow Taoist Dry Bones, take out the treasures you obtained from the Bone Palace.

I don’t trust this kind of thing if it is left in the hands of Bone Palace.”

Lord Dry Bones bowed his hands and said yes, then flew towards the back mountain.

A quarter of an hour later, Lord Dry Bones returned to the mountain with a small metal box in his hand.

He presented the box to Wang Daoyuan: "Senior, the two beads and the jade plate holding the beads are here. Please take a look."

Wang Daoyuan took the box and opened it, and saw a jade plate about one foot in diameter inside.

This jade plate is a Tai Chi diagram, with the black and white yin and yang fish integrated into one.

As an artificer, Wang Daoyuan didn't notice any trace of artificial carving on this jade plate.

There are two beads, one black and one white, placed in the fish eye position of the Yin Yang fish.

Wang Daoyuan wanted to pick up the black bead, but as soon as he touched it, his hand felt as if he had put it into an ice cellar.

Even though his body is strong, he still feels the biting cold.

He tried to touch the white beads again, and this time it was as if his hand had been put into a furnace.

Lord Dry Bones warned: "Senior, be careful, these two beads are extraordinary.

If you touch it rashly, you may hurt yourself.
Chapter completed!