Through several explorations of the magic patterns on Wu Xingyun's body, Ling Zhi finally found the true bone of the sea god, where he hid in his body.

No matter what the true bone wants, he cannot accept it. A piece of his bones will be silent forever in his body.

Then with the oppression of soul power and the assistance of the "Zhen" monument, he took out the bone sword at this moment.

Its shape is like a sword, but Ling Zhi knew that this is the true bone of the Sea God, the spine part in the Sea God's skeleton.

And the only thing he got is this true bone of the sea god.

The rest of the parts are all made up. Although they are filled with the breath of the sea god, they are probably just the descendants of the sea god.

So after being burned by the Vermillion Bird Fire, only this real bone was left.

All the rest were burned to death.

No one has ever known why the true bone of the sea god circulating on the boundless sea is not the sea god gang?

Until now, Ling Zhi has realized that the so-called true word actually contains such a meaning.

It’s no wonder why the Dharma body he condensed with the skeleton of the Sea God was so fragile. As the Sea God, he could not even resist the evil power of the ninth level of the King Realm.

Even the skeleton of the Holy King Realm is not merely evil, and can be blasphemed at will.

All of this is because he did not get the complete true bone of the Sea God, but just got this bone sword made of the true bone of the Sea God.

"How did the Ruyi Tower be tempered by plural bones?" Ling Zhi suddenly had such an idea.

The materials that can be used to temper the bone blocks, and even Taoist soldiers, should the master of this bone block be strong enough?

The control of the Nine Sea God Divisions is also because of this bone sword, not anything else.

Now holding the bone sword in his hand, looking at the magic pattern on it, Ling Zhi's pupils contracted, and he became more certain.

Although the magic pattern attached to the bone sword is slightly different from the magic pattern on Wu Xingyun's body, it is filled with the same power and aura.

The so-called demon spirit body has such a deep relationship with the evil demon clan.

However, the demon spirit body is clearly just a special physique among the human race.

Why is the evil demon clan so similar to the demon spirit body, almost the same?

Moreover, Ling Zhi knew very well that not every evil demon would have this kind of demon pattern, and even those evil demons in the king realm might not necessarily have cherry blossoms.

Only the strong men who have reached the level of evil demons also have, as well as the people he killed, Norton, Noah's parent-child, Yiying

It seems that only some evil demons with pure bloodlines can have magic patterns, and their power is stronger than other evil demons, especially in terms of spirituality, which is almost the same as humans.

Far from an ordinary evil demon, his miserable state is comparable.

"Can't it... the evil demon clan escaped from the human race?" A bold idea came to Ling Zhi's heart, but he was stunned for a moment.

This idea is bold.

The body shape, appearance, nature, and strength of the demon are all very different from that of humans. How is it possible?

But what does the traitor and lackey in the mouth of the Silver Moon Golden Eye Beast mean?

The bone sword was held in Ling Zhi's hand, making a buzzing and trembling sound, creating an inexplicable connection with everything around him.

Ling Zhi has a faint feeling that he can slash with one sword and command the blessing of the burial place of the sea god

However, this feeling is very late, it is not comfortable, and it seems that it is not sensible

However, the six demon corpses looked at each other after the Bone Sword appeared, and their turbid eyes were filled with inexplicable colors and luster.

"It's really the past," Ling Zhi frowned, "Is it from the Nine Sea Gods?"

The nine parts of the sea god come out one by one.

The six demon corpses suddenly became panicked, and the Silver Moon and Golden Eye Beast could no longer simply rely on the black fog between their eyebrows to control them.

The six demon corpses broke away from their control and flocked to the places where several other graves were located.

Then he began to dig the graves frantically, and in just a short time, he dug out the other three graves.

Three huge dark red coffins appeared in front of Zhong Rao.

"ah!"

The six demon corpses roared, and finally took action again, and slapped at the coffin.

Every time there is a slap, an inexplicable sound will echo inside the coffin, rushing into a powerful aura.

"A strong man in the Holy King realm?" The silver moon golden-eyed beast trembled and couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking ahead with caution.

What came from those three coffins was the power of this holy king realm.

The power of three consecutive Saint King-level powerhouses echoed. Even though they seemed very chaotic, they still put huge pressure on everyone and retreated one after another.

While watching the movements here carefully, he defended himself wholeheartedly, and was ready to escape at any time.

This is the power of the Holy King Realm. Even if you are not sure whether it is a corpse or is really a Holy King Realm, it has put a lot of pressure on these people at the ninth level of the King Realm.

Even Yang, Ge Nan and others dared not neglect, and their expressions were very serious.

Wow!

These six demon corpses looked at the three coffins, and their sound was like crying, like silence, like attending a funeral, like crazy.

They began to cry loudly.

From their eyes, black tears dripped out.

They were actually crying and sad.

The six demon corpses looked up and looked at Ling Zhi together. What's exactly, they were looking at the bone sword in Ling Zhi's hand.

Plop.

After several sounds, they just knelt down.

He knelt down at Ling Zhi, leaned his head to the ground, and begged for something in a low voice.

Ling Zhi was silent. For some reason, maybe because he was holding this bone sword, he understood and understood the meaning of these demon corpses.

They wanted him, holding this bone sword condensed from the true bones of the sea god, came to the three coffins and tried to awaken the people in the coffin.

As for whether they can wake up, how low the chance is, and how impossible it is, they don’t know, and dare not think about it.

It was a deep sorrow.

Rumor has it that the Sea God has nine tribes under his command, and each of the nine tribes has a king. He follows the Sea God, fights the boundless sea, fights the starry sky, and scatters the vast stars. It was a glorious era.

It is an era that has been passed down to this day and is still longing for.

Ling Zhi nodded to Kong Xuan, walked forward alone.

"Brother Ling?" Kong Xuan spoke, and wanted to speak but stopped.

"It's okay." Ling Zhi smiled a little. He could feel the sorrow of these demon corpses. If they were all dead, they could still try to murder him with such emotions. Then these nine kings would be too unbearable in front of them.
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