Chatper 1743 (2/2)

"My ancestor, your sacrifice is here. I have collected hundreds of millions of souls for you. I sincerely call you back, wake up..."

Suddenly, in the center of the nine giant peaks of white bones, a cold voice sounded, as if chanting an ancient spell, and Yang Xuan's scalp felt numb when he heard it.

"Hundreds of millions of living beings as sacrifices, what a big deal!"

The dry man's face was heavy.

"No, let's break through the formation quickly, we have to stop all this."

In the rear, monk Jingde, God Lord Ouyang Jun, a one-armed man, and a silver-haired old woman came one after another.

"The old monk said it easily. You said, how can we stop it now?"

The one-armed man snorted coldly.

"Break the formation first, as long as this formation is broken, this blood sacrifice can be stopped, and without the blood sacrifice of hundreds of millions of souls, even if the dark ancestor wakes up, it will never be resurrected."

Monk Jingde said, and after he finished speaking, he looked at the Kudao people here, and said, "It's a matter of the world, the life and death of me and others, the ancestors should know what to do, right?"

"The old man just wants to live. In order to survive, he should only fight hard."

Dry and humane.

"Okay, then let's not delay, let's join forces to break the formation. If the old monk is not mistaken, these nine giant peaks of white bones are the blood refining formations of white bones. As long as these nine giant peaks of white bones can be destroyed, they can break the formation in one fell swoop. ."

As soon as the monk Jingde finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly came from afar, "It's ridiculous, just waiting for you to break the white bone and blood refining formation left by my ancestors? It's really beyond your own power."

The voice was still there, and countless bones in the sea of ​​blood flew up and condensed into a giant of bones tens of thousands of feet high.

The white-boned giant did not have the slightest fluctuation of life, but his body exuded a terrifying power. The horror of that power seemed to destroy everything.

"What it is?!"

Yang Xuan's eyelids jumped, and two dazzling rays of light shot out from his eyes. He saw two blood flames burning deep in the eyes of the white-boned giant.

"Bone puppet, an extremely powerful bone puppet."

Dry and humane.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Jingde chanted the Buddha's name, and there was boundless Buddha light on his body. The Buddha light radiated out, but it had no effect on the white-boned giant. Not only that, it also angered the other party.

"Roar!"

It roared loudly, as if it had come to life, with a pair of bloody eyes the size of a washbasin, bloody flames spitting out, like two bloody suns hanging in the air, breathtaking.

"Old bald donkey, look at what you've done."

The one-armed man cursed.

"This is the end of the matter, everyone, let's go together and destroy this white-boned giant first."

Monk Jingde said, and almost as he spoke, the giant of white bones moved, and the huge body, like a mountain, approached from afar, and was rapidly approaching.

"kill!"

The one-armed man didn't talk nonsense. He was the first to act. His body was full of demonic energy. One right arm swelled wildly, and instantly turned into a giant arm. The giant arm was covered with strange scales, and each scale was extremely sharp. Like countless swordsmen.

However, even with such a powerful giant arm, it failed to stop the white bone giant. As soon as the giant arm collided with the white bone giant, it was hit by the white bone giant's body and kept shaking, and its scales flew around.

"This big guy is so powerful!"

The one-armed man frowned, and even the man and his arm were shaken back and forth again and again. He was a great demon, and his strength was unparalleled, but even so, his strength was slightly inferior to that of the white-boned giant.

The power of this giant of bones is so great that it can easily kill an ordinary Great Sage.