Chapter 335: The Sword God is Invincible!

Although it was summer, the clouds overhead, the blood flowing under the city was like a river, and the murderous aura that rushed to the sky made people can't help but get goosebumps.

Luo Kedi, Xiao Yixuan, and Li Yifeng stood side by side, and the wounds on their bodies were still bleeding, but they were heroic.

They are proud of the tide of thousands of beasts, and they can't stop laughing, which is the heroic feelings!

Feng Ziyue couldn't help but be moved, the martial arts of these people are much worse than their own, but at this time, they are standing up and not afraid of death, men in the world, as it is!

He arched his hand, and his face was solemn, "In this case, this south gate, please leave it to you! The White Bone Demon Lord in the city, I will deal with it and rush back as soon as possible!"

"Don't worry!"

The three of them responded in unison, and Luo Kedi patted his chest, his white beard fluttering.

"But call the three of us, there is still a breath of air, and the demon beast will never be allowed to set foot in Luoyang City!"

His Jiang Gui temperament, old and spicy, although he is injured now, under the effect of Fengzi Yue Lingdan, although it has only been half a day, he has also recovered some strength. I heard that the city is in danger, and there are changes in the ten thousand bones pit in the city, where can I still sit still, so I immediately rushed to the city with two little friends!

Feng Ziyue left the south gate city wall to these three people, turned around and went down to the city, and hurried to the ten thousand bones pit in the city.

When I looked back, I saw that the three of them were bloodily killed, swearing not to retreat, and they were also full of admiration in their hearts.

This battle established the name of Luo Kedi, Li Yifeng, and Xiao Yixuan as the "Three Heroes of Luoyang"!

They really did not live up to Feng Ziyue's trust, and one day and night, they fought bloodily, and stubbornly dragged the attack of the main force of the demon beast army!

The figures of these three people fighting bloody battles all fell in the eyes of the soldiers and civilians of Luoyang.

Although he will not retreat, he will fight to the death.

Later, when the battle in Luoyang subsided, the beast tide turned north, and when these three people retreated from the city wall, each of them was covered with a thousand wounds, and their flesh and blood were blurred, but they had endless fighting intentions!

The people of Luoyang, which one is not a thumbs up and a good man!

Feng Ziyue had no time to care about it at this time, and rushed to the ten thousand bone pits in the city.

Since he slaughtered the Nangong family, Shen Siniang went to Luoyang to suppress this Ten Thousand Bone Pit, and there was often news coming, studying for several years, and borrowing Feng Ziyue's Netherworld Heavenly Book, repeatedly deducing, although the Ten Thousand Bone Pit could not completely dissolve the seal, but the principle of the spell was almost understood.

At the beginning, the ancestor of the Nangong family was also a master of magic, but later he got the Netherworld Book of the Three Ladies of Xuanmiao, and he was even more whimsical, wanting to use cultivation to seize the bones of essence and blood, and refine a powerful monster to drive him.

This is known as a bone troll.

This plan, but it is not something that he can complete in one lifetime, the Nangong family, inherited for nearly a thousand years, each generation of people killed, the bones left behind, have been treated in a special way, buried under the ancestral hall of the Nangong family.

On the one hand, it will help the descendants of the Nangong family to cultivate martial arts, and on the other hand, it is to cultivate this white bone troll!

Thousands of years later, these tens of millions of corpses have gradually condensed, the bones are connected, and they have gradually grown into one, if Feng Ziyue has not destroyed them, I am afraid that within a few years, this white bone troll can also take shape.

Feng Ziyue recalled that after the beast tide, Luoyang City was also destroyed, and I don't know if there was any credit for this white bone troll......

Although he was reborn, there are still many truths that have been lost in history that he cannot know.

If you don't experience it yourself, you really can't understand it.

However, according to calculations, if the white bone troll is born now, in Luoyang City that day, in the face of the impact of demon beasts, the city has already been broken, and the people of the Nangong family have also fled and do not know where to go, and it is also very possible that this white bone troll will fight with demon beasts later.

It's a pity that the Nangong family's thousand-year-old plan, in the end, didn't even look at it, and disappeared silently.

However, now that the Nangong family has been wiped out by Feng Ziyue, the mess they left behind naturally needs Feng Ziyue to clean up.

He galloped from the air, but in a moment, he arrived at the city tower of the Nangong family, only to see that in the pit of ten thousand bones, the white bones were wriggling and moving, which was very disgusting.

In Nangong City, Shen Siniang had already ordered him to empty the idle miscellaneous people, and there were only a few people who were ordered to monitor, trembling, and still staying in place, seeing Feng Ziyue coming, they were all overjoyed.

"Wind boy! this ...... This pit of bones ......"

Someone is trembling and is about to come forward and report.

Feng Ziyue waved his hand, "No need, I already know everything, the white bone troll has already taken shape, you guys quickly get out, just leave it to me here!"

In the past year or so, he has also studied the Netherworld Heavenly Book, although he has never cultivated, but it has also been used as a reference to find a way to break through martial arts.

This method of the white bone troll, Feng Ziyue had also discussed it with Shen Siniang, and he was very familiar with it.

Now when I look at the situation in this pit of bones, I know that this is the appearance of a white bone troll.

According to Shen Siniang's inference, since this white bone troll was destroyed by Feng Ziyue before the cultivation was completed, it would take at least 100,000 souls of blood to wake it up, but now it is awakened in advance, I don't know why?

Feng Ziyue was silent, the biggest possibility was the effect of the red rain that day.

This red rain is so weird, Feng Ziyue had suspected that it was not ordinary rain before, but the blood of unknown creatures, if it was really effective against that white bone troll, I was afraid that this calculation was also very possible.

But no matter what, the matter has come to this point, and only water will cover it, and soldiers will come to block it.

In fact, this is not a bad thing, the white bone troll, go out of the mountain early, Feng Ziyue will send it away as soon as possible, and he can have no worries, otherwise Luoyang City will always let him rest assured.

In the pit of ten thousand bones, the bones are hooked, wriggling and moving, and sometimes there are huge hands made of white bones, rising upward, as if they want to grasp something, but in the end they crumble and scatter in the bone pit.

All kinds of wonders are amazing.

This pit of white bones, like a liquid, twists and combines to form a variety of shapes.

Feng Ziyue tried with his sword light and smashed the bones in this Ten Thousand Bone Pit, but it was completely useless, and it had no effect on the process of forming its body.

It seems that, as he and Shen Siniang expected, before this white bone troll is fully formed, any attack will be ineffective, and at most these bones will be shattered again, but they are extremely vulnerable at this time, even if they are broken, they are useless.

Only after the Bone Troll has formed can it be defeated.

Since this is the case, Feng Ziyue is not in a hurry, standing with his sword in his hands, looking at the ten thousand bone pit that seems to be boiling, feeling the change in power in it, and adding glory to what he has seen and heard, which is also very beneficial to his own martial arts.

About half a tea time later, in the center of the Ten Thousand Bone Pit, a huge white bone skull was gradually formed.

It's like a skull is nothing, but it has to be hit a hundred times a thousand times, where the eyes are, are two sunken black holes, revealing a deep blue light, down is a small hole, which should be the nose, and further down, there are two rows of sharp teeth, emitting a cold light.

"Boom—Boom—"

As soon as the skull was formed, it immediately let out a strange laugh, and the temperature around the Ten Thousand Bone Pit seemed to drop rapidly, even if Feng Ziyue's martial arts had reached the point where the cold and heat would not invade, he couldn't help but feel a chill to the bone.

The threat of death and coercion are coming!

"Carving insect skills, what a way!"

Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently, his white clothes moved, but his body didn't even move.

Just like the glory of the sun and the moon, shining on the sea, if the tide rises and falls, what is the use of the sun and the moon?

This is exactly the spiritual cultivation of the seventh sun, moon and tide trick of the sun and moon shining on the sea, Feng Ziyue draws inferences from one another, touches the analogy, and in his own cultivation, it is the same.

No matter how strong the enemy is, he can be condescending, just like the sun and the moon, so that people have to look up!

This white-bone troll, although only one head is exposed, but the coercion it exudes is already extraordinary, if it is really to be compared, it is not bad compared to the Chu madman on the lonely peak of Qianzhang that day.

But Feng Ziyue was not moved, smiling, and even a little impatient in his expression.

It has been three years since the battle of Qianzhang Lonely Peak.

If Chu Madman's martial arts were still maintained at this realm, Feng Ziyue would not take him seriously.

The way of martial arts is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.

In the past three years, Feng Ziyue has been at the bottom of the Shenwei Sea, in the 10,000-year water prison, and has been practicing for a year to lay the foundation of the sun, moon and tides, and the soul of the gods;

Since then, he has been running around, facing masters such as the Eternal Sadders, the Three Ladies of the Netherworld, and the Evil God, and his own martial arts, and he has mastered and stepped into the innate tenth realm that has never been seen before;

In the process of sealing the Demon Suppression Stone Stele, I felt the truth of the martial arts outside the sky, and my mood and knowledge were improved;

Finally, in the cultivation space, he retreated for a year, practiced all kinds of martial arts, although he did not shatter the void, and now he has entered the realm of innate great perfection with martial arts!

This kind of perfection cannot be expressed in words, but once you step into this realm, you know it best in your heart.

Innately, he is naturally invincible!

Even if it is above the void, he is not afraid!

If the seal has been opened today, there will gradually be a void-breaking master from outside the sky entering.

And this white bone troll, as well as the divine beast Demon Huang, is not suppressed by the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth, and can show the destructive power of the Void Breaking Realm.

But Feng Ziyue was not worried at all.

If it was just an ordinary Void Breaking Realm, what was he afraid of?

He stood in the air, coldly condescending, looking at the white-boned troll that was gradually taking shape.

The Bone Troll, though unconscious, instinctively sensed anger and fear, and when its coercion spread, it found a man standing proudly in front of him, not caring about the pressure coming from the depths of hell.

On the contrary, like the sun and moon that burns the eyes, it faintly suppresses its power.

The bone troll felt extremely uncomfortable.

It's just that its current body is not formed, and it can't make a move, so it can only look up to the sky and roar, making a terrible and weird cry.

In Luoyang City, everyone who heard this kind of cry couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts, Shen Siniang just sent out another trick of flying star fire rain to repel the endless stream of demon beasts, and then she took a breath, and when she heard this terrible scream, she couldn't help but feel a palpitation.

She looked back in the direction of the Nangong family, and saw a gloomy mist concentrated on the top of the Nangong City Tower, and a breath of evil and yin rose to the sky.

This is the appearance of the white bone troll, and she should have felt fear and annoyance.

But when Shen Siniang saw the corner of Feng Ziyue's white clothes in mid-air, she smiled slightly and put her heart at ease.

I don't know when it started, Feng Ziyue gave people such confidence.

As long as he is there, nothing is impossible.

Even if it is such a terrible situation, everyone's hearts are still full of hope, and they are working hard to fight all the way to the end.

Not only she, Shen Siniang, is like this, but the people of Wanjian Villa are all like this.

Even, these ordinary warriors, ordinary people, they are all like this.

Even in the face of monsters that are stronger than themselves, everyone fights bravely and does not retreat.

Especially after Feng Ziyue appeared in Luoyang, Shen Siniang could feel that the morale of the city had risen to another level.

Because they all believe—

- The sword god is undefeated!

- The sword god is invincible!

In times of danger, with the white-clothed sword god Feng Ziyue here, he will definitely be able to defeat the strong enemy and save everyone's lives!

"Wind Boy, Bone Troll, I'll leave it to you!"

Shen Siniang chuckled, brushed the slightly messy hair on her sideburns, laughed for a long time, and took another pill.

"As for this demon beast attacking the city, with my Shen Siniang here, they will never be allowed to go further!"

She swiped her palms, flew into the air, chanted loudly, and saw that in the sky, the thunder and lightning were gathered, and they suddenly fell, all kinds of electric light, like dragons and snakes, flying like dragons and snakes, and a large number of demon beasts, in this purgatory of thunder and lightning, were bombarded into charcoal before they could resist!

This is exactly the magic of the thunder system, the thunder purgatory!

At the same time, the other three gates were also caught in a bloody battle!

And the bone troll, at this time, finally formed a body, it supported the ground with its front arm, knelt down on one knee, and tried to pull out its left foot from the quagmire of the Ten Thousand Bone Pit!

This white bone troll, about ten zhang high, is like the skeleton of a giant, its body is as clear as jade, and it holds two bone knives in its hands, and above the blades, it reveals the chill of Sensen.

"Roar—"

It roared in anger at the end, leaped out, and slashed at Feng Ziyue's head with a wave of its twin swords!

Although there is no order, the power of this knife is beyond the innate destructive power!

A knife to the city!

Feng Ziyue couldn't even dodge.

If he dodges it, this knife will swing out, and his back will at least be cut out of a chasm, and no one will be able to resist it!

The city walls, the guards, and the monsters outside the city may all suffer together.

Only this knife has already demonstrated the strength of the white bone troll.

The Nangong family, the Netherworld Heavenly Book, the monster that has been cultivated for thousands of years, is really not simple!

In terms of strength and prestige alone, it has entered the realm of breaking the void!

Such a knife has not appeared for a long time in the thousand-year history of the Sealed Demon Land, no matter what kind of master he is, he will be shocked when he sees this simple knife.

But Feng Ziyue's eyes were still as calm as before.

It's as calm as the sea.

"I've waited so long to see such a knife ......"

"Waste!"

Feng Ziyue let out a low snort, his movements were extremely small, and he only raised the tip of his sword slightly!