Guo Shishi was overjoyed when he heard the words, but he hadn't reacted yet. These broken bones were screened and ground, and after purification, high-grade bone meal could be obtained, which was a good material for making bone charms and foundations, and high-grade bone meal was extremely versatile.
Bao Chengyong let out a chuckle as he watched Guo Twelve's group vigorously excavate the broken bones. Yan Ruodai laughed and scolded: "You bad guy, you have a bad idea again."
Bao Chengyong said: "It's not a bad idea, I just think it's fun, alas, how much I miss... When I was young, everything was fresh, I wanted to collect everything, I felt old when I saw them. !"
The broken bones here are different from those in the Bone Shattered Gorge. Most of the broken bones in the Bone Shattered Gorge are left by mutants and professionals. There are only a few mutant rune beasts, and most of the broken bones here are ancient mutant runes. The quality of beasts and even alienated rune beasts is completely different. Bao Chengyong may have the mind to read a joke, but he is not wrong at all, the value of broken bones here is very high.
Guo Twelve didn't have time to purify and select, so he was very direct. He took the Tibetan Talisman bag, whether it was good or bad, and put it into it, and he would deal with it slowly later when he had time.
After dozens of minutes, Guo Shishi collected the broken bones of two talisman bags. Unfortunately, there was not enough time. Juehu Miluo was already shouting: "Twelve, come back, we are going."
The four immediately flew up to the altar of Juehu Miluo. Guo Twelve sighed: "It's a pity that there is not enough time, it's a pity..."
Juehu Miluo said: "It's not a pity, there should be more advanced..."
Guo Twelve was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this is only the periphery. The weak will die here first, and the strong will definitely break into the depths, but this is not the reason. He smiled and said, "You can collect a little bit. If you get there and you don't want to rest, where do we go to collect?"
Juehu Miluo seemed a little surprised when he heard it, and said with a smile: "Yes, I have a good attitude, sit down, we are going to break in."
Zhou Xiaoling sat beside Guo Shishi naturally and hugged his arm tightly. Guo Twelve smiled and said, "Ding Ding, don't pinch me again." Zhou Xiaoling beat him hard, and whispered, "I'll pinch! Just pinch!" Two sides can calm down.
The altar was quickly lifted into the air, and the six altars were connected in series again, crashing into the turbulent flow. The altar shook violently again, this time both Guo Shishi and Zhou Xiaoling had a little resistance.
Guo Twelve settled down to observe carefully.
One after another black airflow staggered and rushed. Now he understands that if it weren't for the protection of the altar, these air currents could strangle him to pieces.
There was a daze all around, except for the black airflow, I couldn't see any scenery, and I could only see the light from the six altars.
It can be seen that the speed of the altar is very fast, and it is not flying in a straight line. Guo Shishi could see huge pillars from time to time, all of which were naturally formed giant stone pillars, with uneven surfaces, with runes flashing constantly, and the altar could always be carefully avoided. Guo Shishi wanted to ask several times, but seeing the serious look on Juehu Miluo's face, he knew that he could not be disturbed at this time.
I heard Ling Zhenren shout: "Enter the formation and strengthen the defense!"
Guo Twelve felt his eyes light up, and then he took a deep breath. I saw the blades formed by countless virtual talismans flickering, forming a stream of blades composed of blades. At the moment when the six altars broke in, countless knife streams came over.
Ling Zhenren shouted loudly, and a large khaki hand appeared, then turned golden yellow, and grabbed the knife ruthlessly.
Choking! Ding! Ding! Ding…
Sparks were everywhere, and the blade formed by the virtual symbol turned out to be the same as the real metal blade, hitting the palm of the hand with a crisp metal collision sound. Ling Zhenren shouted: "Feng Xilong, it's yours!" The six altars rolled around, and Feng Xilong's altar was in front of him.
A small whirlwind appeared in Feng Xilong's palm. With a flick of his finger, the thin tornado flew out. Just after leaving the altar, it expanded with a bang, and a sharp whistling sound rang out, directly crashing into the knife stream. middle.
I don't know how Feng Xilong's whirlwind was formed, but it was so powerful that Guo Shishi was stunned. This thing is too powerful, the entire flow of the knife is in chaos, the clanging sound is heard, the blade is flying around, hitting the protection of the altar, splashing countless sparks.
Guo Shishi suddenly understood that if Dao Liu continued to attack the altar, no matter whose altar was likely to be unbearable, only by disrupting Dao Liu's trajectory could the threat of Dao Liu be reduced.
Feng Xilong suddenly shouted: "Yan Ruodai! It's your turn!"
The six altars turned quickly, and Yan Ruodai's altar moved to the front.
Yan Ruodai stood up, the lightning rod in her hand pointed forward, and the thick lightning spurted out of the bowl.
Click! rumbling...
This time it was more direct, the blades formed by those virtual symbols instantly turned into nothingness under the impact of lightning. Ling Zhenren couldn't help but praise: "Okay!"
One after another, thunder and lightning bolts were fired, and the knife flow was so blown that it could not form an effective attack.
Soon it was Bao Chengyong's turn. The sacrificial treasure this guy used was a huge black sword. When the sword was slashed out, a gap was cut open. The six altars rushed forward, and so far, several people have been able to cope with it.
Ling Zhenren shouted loudly: "I'm about to go out! Bao Chengyong, be careful!"
Countless knife streams suddenly closed together, with great momentum and a roaring sound, gathering a huge treasure knife that shines in all directions. In an instant, the surroundings were blank, and there was no blade formed by a virtual talisman. The treasured saber seemed to be a thousand meters long, and it was suspended high in the air, causing Bao Chengyong to cry out in surprise, "Help me!"
Bao Chengyong slammed his chest and took a fresh mouthful. He sprayed it out, and it turned into a stream of blood and merged into the black giant sword. The black giant sword also expanded rapidly, reaching a length of more than 800 meters, which had reached his limit. The six altars were suppressed by the golden sword and stopped. Bao Chengyong stretched out his hand to designate the black giant sword, and his face became extremely solemn.
Guo Twelve knew that this level was about defeating the golden sword, and he was also very frightened. The golden sword on top of his head looked real no matter how he looked at it. It was unimaginable in his previous life. Said to see, simply can not make.
Zhou Xiaoling hugged Guo Shishi's arm tightly, and she was also frightened. This knife is full of killing breath, and it is so overwhelming that people can't breathe. The power of deterrence is very powerful. Even if they sit on the altar and have the protection of Juehu Miluo, they feel very uncomfortable.
Due to the constraints of the small rune formation, other people could not replace Bao Chengyong. At this time, the six altars could not be moved, so Bao Chengyong had to face this terrifying giant sword. The only people who can help him from the side are Ling Zhenren and Yan Ruodai, both of them are preparing at the same time, trying to help Bao Chengyong resist.
The pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and the giant golden sword fell slowly.
Guo Twelve sat on the altar. You must know that Juehu Miluo's position is in the center. If Bao Chengyong can't resist, they will be the second altar to suffer.
The golden sword seems to be falling slowly, but the momentum of the top of the mountain makes everyone feel breathless. The hearts of Guo Shishi and the others were beating wildly, and their faces became pale and uncertain.
Bao Chengyong designated the giant sword, gritted his teeth, and moved towards it slowly. Both sides seemed to be gathering momentum, so the swords moved very slowly, but the blades of both made a crackling sound that seemed to shatter the air.
Suddenly, the thousand-meter-long sword fell, and the speed suddenly became faster, and the whistling sound was shocking. Bao Chengyong shouted loudly, "Feng Xilong... I've been hurt by you! Open it to me..." The black giant sword greeted him without hesitation, and also made a shrill sound of breaking through the air.
boom!
No fancy head-to-head, crazy hits!
Bao Chengyong spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly sat down, his altar trembling violently. Fortunately, Juehu Miluo desperately blessed him with a virtual talisman behind him to help him control the altar.
Guo Shishi only felt that a thunderbolt exploded above his head, and the shock caused him to tip over backwards. All four of them bleed from their ears, nose and mouth. This shock wave made them all injured.
At the moment of the collision, Ling Zhenren and Yan Ruodai shot at the same time.
Yan Ruodai waved the thunder stick and shot out a thunder ball. As soon as it rose, it turned into a huge electric grid, covering one side of the giant sword, while Ling Zhenren slapped the other side directly with a giant palm. Both of them used their maximum strength to try to break the giant sword.
Guo Twelve overturned on the altar. After all, Zhou Xiaoling is a martial arts professional, and her physical fitness is stronger than Guo Twelve. She turns around to protect Guo Twelve.
The corner of the Eagle Demon's mouth was bleeding, and he said in awe: "Damn..."
Luo Zhan fell into a semi-consciousness.
Immediately after, there were two loud noises, and the thousand-meter-long golden sword exploded, turning into countless virtual talismans and flying away. Ling Zhenren shouted: "Come over! Feng Xilong is in front!" The six altars turned slightly, Feng Xilong came to the front, he shouted: "I'll open the way!"
Bao Chengyong sat on the top of the altar, and another mouthful of blood spurted out. He took back the black giant sword with difficulty and scolded: "Fuck... I lost a lot this time... "
Ling Zhenren replied in his busy schedule, "No loss!"
Bao Chengyong said angrily: "Loss!"
Feng Xilong shouted: "Rush out!"
Guo Twelve turned over and sat up depressed, and smiled awkwardly: "I seem to have fainted..."
The Eagle Demon finally regained his strength. Hearing this, he couldn't help laughing, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth. Guo Twelve said: "Uncle, what are you laughing at... What's so funny... Eat the talisman!"
Luo Zhan patted his head hard and asked, "Where is this?"