"Ah, ah, ah, ah, who is attacking? It hurts so much."

The Immortal Holy Flame White Bone Demon God behind Lu Binghao touched the quiet willow branch and seemed to have seen a cat's mouse. It was broken as soon as it resisted slightly. Lu Binghao let out a shrill howl, and his handsome face twisted and ferocious. The Immortal Holy Flame White Bone Demon God's Dharma Image was that Lu Binghao absorbed enough five elements of energy, white bone essence, Lihuo elite, corpse energy, demon energy, and Buddha treasure to condense and reap the life demon god. It was broken at once, and Lu Binghao was seriously injured, which was better than directly bombarding his magical powers on his body.

"The white bone essence energy turns into wings, the wings of the spirit horns, and the white bone wings flash for a thousand miles in an instant."

At this critical moment, Lu Binghao naturally didn't care to attack Li Haocheng anymore. The white bone essence energy around him emerged, and even the corpse energy, demon energy, white bone essence energy and five elements vital energy left behind after the destruction of the immortal holy flame, white bone spirit energy, and five elements vital energy formed a pair of white bone wings flashing with strange light.

Lu Binghao's wings flapped slightly on his back, and his figure began to blur and he was about to escape. Looking at his direction, he wanted to escape from the Five Elements Land. After leaving the Five Elements Land, Li Haocheng would want to kill him again, and it would be difficult to enter the sky.

"If you want to leave, how can you be that simple?"

Lingbao's figure stepped out from the void, wearing a dazzling Taoist robe, holding a willow branch in his hand, making him look like he was the venerable who had passed through the world on earth.

"Taking the sky as the plate, the earth as the line, and people as the sons, the chessboard of heaven and earth, the illusion of vertical and horizontal transformation, sealing the sky and locking the earth."

Lingbao's real person waved his hand and a chessboard in his hand merged into the world. The chessboard was 49. Countless silk threads evolved on the lines of the chessboard, surrounding the white bone wings behind Lu Binghao.

In Lu Binghao's eyes, he suddenly seemed to appear on a huge battlefield.

Countless runes flowing towards war on the battlefield were constantly flowing, and the war runes were compiling a passionate battle song.

The battle flag is rolling around, and millions of corpses are buried.

The outbreak of war. Millions of people were wearing armor, holding weapons, and fought desperately. Every moment, countless people fell down. But the people around them ignored them, just moved forward coldly, and tried hard to send their weapons into the opponent's flesh.

This is a tragic epic, this is an iron-blooded war song.

Heaven and earth cry together, blood stains the earth, men are passionate and war never stops.

Lu Binghao seemed to have arrived at a humanistic holy land, a paradise.

Here, a powerful and kind Holy Emperor and countless scholars and officials jointly govern the world, and the people in the dawn of the world live and work in peace and contentment. There is always a group of people around the mighty and kind Holy Emperor. Although the aura of their bodies is not as domineering, kind, and mighty as the Holy Emperor, they have the aura of integrity, responsibility, and wise. These people are high-capped ancient clothes, with plain faces, and endless righteousness flowing towards them. These people are scholars and officials.

These scholars and officials were like ancient scholars and officials recorded in ancient books. They were of noble quality. They helped the Holy Emperor govern the world in the temple and allowed all people to live and work in peace and contentment. In the court and the country, these scholars and officials would begin to write books to inherit civilization and enlighten the wisdom of the people, but they also vaguely restrain the imperial power. It was like in ancient history, these scholars and officials had a prestige that was not inferior to the Holy Emperor.

A Confucian scholar who studied, and a stream of righteousness. After ten years of hard work, some of them were named on the list, some failed, some lived in seclusion, and some traveled through mountains and rivers...

The endless torrent of humanity, the sing of war, and the wings of the bones ran towards the wings of the bones.

"Stay, stay, stay forever." One by one, the immortal military souls sang.

"Stay, stay, stay forever." said the people who lived in peace.

"Stay, stay, stay forever." said the noble Confucian scholars.

"Stay, stay, stay forever..."

"What's going on? My bone wings can't spread out? I can't escape. This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this. The bone wings were obtained by my secret technique of the White Bone Sect and my strange adventure, and it took a thousand miles in an instant."

Lu Binghao's face immediately turned pale. He opened his eyes wide and carefully observed the space around him. In this strange space, everything was frozen by the power of the chessboard of heaven and earth, and it was very difficult to move.

Whenever the white bone wings on Lu Binghao's back were shaking and wanted to open the flight, there would be a powerful iron-blooded idea between heaven and earth. The beliefs of the humanities and the righteous spirit of thousands of Confucian scholars emerged from the space of the chessboard of heaven and earth, and it came little by little on the wings of the bones. The iron blood was excited, with the cruelty of war, the people lived in peace, with the joy of living and working in peace, with the great righteous spirit, with the hard work of thousands of Confucian scholars, and the thousands of runes rushing towards the wings of the bones.

As soon as the space of the chessboard appeared, the space around Lu Binghao was immediately frozen, making it impossible for him to use his bones to escape.

"Haha, fellow Taoist Lingbao, you've done a good job."

When Li Haocheng saw Lu Binghao, he was like a small flying insect trapped in a giant web made of spiders. No matter how hard the flying insect struggled, he could never escape. He couldn't help but laugh happily.

"Ah, you guys are so cruel."

Lu Binghao's eyes widened, a hint of regret flashed in his eyes, and then he was immediately occupied by the cruel look that showed his eyes.

"Since you want to kill me, I won't let you have a good time. Bone wings will blow it up, ah, ah, ah, ah."

Lu Binghao's face was twisted and ferocious at this moment, and his handsome face was filled with long anger, just like the Rakshasa ghost who walked out of the deepest part of the eighteen levels of hell. As the pride of heaven and the leader of the White Bone Sect, Lu Binghao was really fighting hard at this time.

The broken immortal holy flame white bone demon magic method on Lu Binghao's head immediately began to burn violently with the spell. Strong five elements vitality, white bone essence energy, Lihuo elite, corpse energy, demon energy, Buddha treasure, and even a trace of yin and yang energy injected into the white bone wings behind him. The runes on the white bone wings began to flash again, but some were a kind of unwillingness, a kind of tragic, and a little destruction.

It is obvious that it has similar magical magic powers to destroy magic weapons and self-destruct.

After the rune flashed to a critical point, the white bone wings behind Lu Binghao suddenly exploded, and the entire space of the chessboard in the world was blown up to turmoil.
Chapter completed!