Xu Lingxue had a comforting tone.

In the dangerous environment of the Tianyu Dojo, my husband can turn the danger into safety.

In today's battle, my husband will definitely be able to kill Long Tianzhong.

"Liu Wuxie, let me see how long you can hold on, even if it is a waste, I will kill you."

Long Tianzhong let out a ferocious laugh, controlled the thigh bone in his hand, and more skeleton weapons appeared, seemingly endless.

Zhu Rong and Wu were standing in the crowd, as anxious as ants on a hot pot, but there was nothing they could do.

The bone in Long Tianzhong's hand is not a human leg bone, but a thigh bone left behind by the evil god after his death. The evil witch power contained in it is endless.

If we can't find a way to restrain ourselves, the consequences will be disastrous.

Liu Wuxie dodged left and right, and his eyes fell on the faces of Zhu Rong and the others again.

Wu and Mang were still waving the bags containing witchcraft energy in their hands and kept saying something.

This time Liu Wuxie could clearly see the shape of their mouths, as if they were talking about something about the Wu clan.

"Witch Clan, why do they keep mentioning Witch Clan!"

Liu Wuxie frowned slightly. He just saw the word Wu Clan, and the words behind it were very confusing, because each of them said something different.

"Can witchcraft be restrained?"

A flash of enlightenment flashed through Liu Wuxie's mind, and they kept waving the bags containing witchcraft energy in their hands, as if to remind themselves that witchcraft energy was of great use.

The skeleton weapons were like a tide, forcing Liu Wuxie into a corner.

If you can't fight back again, you will be overwhelmed by the skeleton warriors.

The members of the Tiandao Society felt their hearts in their throats.

The monks who were watching clenched their fists and kept cheering Liu Wuxie on, but they could not help Liu Wuxie at all. They could only watch Liu Wuxie being overwhelmed by the skeleton magic weapons.

The senior officials of the Celestial Temple were expressionless. For them, no matter who survived this battle, they would not be able to accept it in their hearts.

The bone weapon in the hand of the hundred-foot-tall skeletal divine soldier was smashed down hard, and the sound of explosions and rolling sound waves could be heard from the sky and the earth, and sharp and harsh sonic booms were sent out, constantly impacting Liu Wuxie's soul.

The power of the evil witch is getting stronger and stronger, and the smaller skeleton magic soldiers have crawled to Liu Wuxie's feet and bit his legs.

The Twelve-Gold Lotus Platform firmly guards his body. It is not easy for these skeleton soldiers to hurt him, but it is definitely not a long-term solution.
Chapter completed!