(Well, those who can make the Blood God suffer a great loss are indeed difficult to deal with. Unfortunately, I have thought of this a long time ago...) When Zhu Peng used the Nine-Character Skill to bless the ancient snake Tifuos and Arthurs, a faint shadow suddenly appeared behind him at some point. He did not attack the younger generations around him who were killed when they touched him, but directly grabbed his palm on Zhu Peng's shoulder.

This move had no attack power at all, so that the talented defense field did not react at all. However, the shadow flashed, and Zhu Peng was swallowed up by a dark black hole in an instant. The next moment, he was captured by the Ghost God and fell directly into the formation set up by the Bone God in advance.

I saw an old man in Taoist robe turned into white bones in front of me, and pale white bone flames in all directions were flying and spreading. He moved out of thin air, phantoms stacked, and finally formed a three-dimensional array of seventy-two white bones, surrounding the bald man in a golden thread and red robe layer by layer.

"Brother, be careful, when he just moved him, the true energy consumed a lot, he... cough cough." The Ghost God said something urgently, but when he saw Zhu Peng was trapped firmly in the middle of the magic array, the last appearance of the bone Taoist who appeared after setting up the formation, smiled indifferently: "Second brother, don't worry, in my Netherworld White Bone Array, even if he is a true cultivator in the Void Refining Stage, I want him to destroy both body and spirit."

"Birth, residence, change, and extinction!"

"Repent, hate, resentment, sorrow!"

"Nine Nether Spirits, listen to my order."

"rise!"

With the injection of huge magic power, the entire white bone formation was filled with purple fire, and there was a trace of edges. However, the man shrouded in the formation was full of playfulness, and Zhu Peng could not help but feel it... The robot opposite Q pulled Nuo's hand into the crowd. He had long noticed the approach of the ghost, and planned to use his rough skin and thick flesh to carry him with his move, and then press him to death with his backhand.

However, he did not expect that the Ghost God used the means of space transfer to pull him close to the White Bone God. At this moment, the Ghost God God looked pale and looked like he was about to vomit blood. In addition, he moved himself, who was one level higher than him, and the success of the spell was already due to his profound skills.

"I will die in your formation in the Void Refining Period? In our wizard world, wouldn't the wizard Huiyue Great will die in your death... Old man, I hope what you said is true, otherwise I will hit your face in a while." His hands stretched out and he slept for many years. The bones around his body burst out continuously, and the swaying ripples in the void spread. It was not just the power to shake the space, but the chaotic flames generated by the high fusion of Zhu Peng's mental power and the power of qi and blood. Innately, he had an energy level higher than that of conventional space.

"Junior, die for me!"

The purple flames of the Netherworld White Bone Array were flying, and the white bone gods and demons that were flying around made a stunning sound of ghost crying and roaring, and at the same time, they stretched out their hands and grabbed Zhu Peng from all directions.

However, the next moment they suddenly stopped, and the white bones actually showed an incredible look of fear on the cheeks. Because, behind the bald man with golden thread and red robe, a man with exactly the same appearance but indifferent white robe appeared.

These white bone gods and demons who have been sacrificed and refined by the White Bone God Lord for many years and gathered endless pain and hatred, even when facing the refining of emptiness, merging and tribulation realm, dare to let go and fight, and never stop. However, when facing the God of Death, the innate suppression makes them unable to escape, let alone let go.

Chaofan Zhu Peng waved his sleeves, and the seventy-two white bone gods and demons that were shrouded in all directions were immediately wailed and were swallowed into the big sleeves. The White Bone God floating in the distance in the void could not believe his eyes at this moment. He could not believe that his hundreds of years of hard work had been ruined inexplicably.
Chapter completed!