At the beginning, you will meet a fox demon and be taught the art of immortality

The originally stalemate situation, where it was difficult to determine the winner, changed as more and more real dragon skeletons joined the battle, and the balance of victory began to tilt towards the disadvantageous side of Putuo Sect. Seeing that the battle situation was becoming more and more difficult, Wu Qianqian bit her lip tightly, tears welling up in her eyes, and she was almost about to cry out loud.

At this moment, a cold and firm voice suddenly sounded: "Bai Gu, hand over the Tianlong bone, and I can let you go..."

The person who spoke was the leader of Putuo Sect! Then, Su Rui saw a huge white lotus blossoming from the void. The leader of Putuo Sect sat on the lotus platform, with a dazzling Dharma wheel behind him shining brightly, which made people dare not look directly at him, as if an immortal had descended to the world.

In fact, the leader of the Putuo Sect came in after Su Rui and his party entered the True Dragon Cemetery. However, since he stepped into this place, he seemed to have disappeared. No one has seen him since then. No one knows where he went or what kind of big things he is planning. At this moment, he was forced to show up by the White Bone God. His face is ugly, you can imagine.

"The Sky Dragon Bone is indeed in my hand. Want it? Then come and get it yourself!" With a cold shout, a tiny starlight suddenly shot out from the distant sky. It passed through the void as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye it arrived about a mile in front of the leader of Putuo Sect, and stopped steadily. After the light faded, the skeleton-like body of the White Bone God suddenly appeared.

At this moment, the White Bone God stood proudly between the horns of a huge black dragon, with a sneer of contempt on his lips. His empty eyes flashed with a cold light, as if mocking the incompetence of the Putuo Sect leader.

Facing the provocation of the White Bone God, the Putuo Sect leader's eyes turned cold, and a chilling aura emanated from his body. He put his hands together and muttered something. In an instant, a dazzling Buddha light emerged from behind him, and a Thousand-armed Avalokitesvara with a kind face and a solemn appearance appeared in response to the sound.

However, the Thousand-armed Avalokitesvara's appearance this time was slightly different from the previous one. Although it was still the same statue, the aura it displayed was completely different. At this moment, the Thousand-armed Avalokitesvara's appearance was majestic and solemn, sitting behind the leader of the Putuo Sect, like a dazzling golden sun. Behind her head was also a huge and brilliant Dharma wheel, shining so brightly that people dared not look directly at it.

Around the Thousand-armed Avalokitesvara statue, countless celestial maidens danced gracefully, petals fluttered down from the sky, dragons coiled around, roaring to the sky, and many creatures knelt on the ground in worship, with melodious Buddhist chants echoing in their ears. The whole scene was sacred and magnificent, and people could not help but feel awe.

At the same time, in the center of the fiercely fought and smoke-filled battlefield, whether it was the mighty white tiger or the other five powerful and mysterious Dharma images, they all showed amazing changes. Next to almost every Dharma image, there rose a Vajra Dharma image, and these Vajra Dharma images were of different shapes and solemn.

They were dressed in golden armor, holding various magic weapons, looking majestic, like divine soldiers sent from heaven. Some of them had their eyes wide open, while others smiled compassionately, emitting an incomparable aura of majesty. For a moment, the originally bloody and cruel True Dragon Cemetery seemed to be shrouded by this endless Buddha light, gradually presenting an image of tranquility and peace, as if it had turned into a Buddhist Pure Land.

Under the Buddha's light, both the enemy and us were affected. The evil spirits on the real dragon skeletons seemed to gradually dissipate under the shining of this sacred light, while the Putuo Sect felt an inexplicable power surge in their hearts, and their courage doubled.

"Hmph! Using the majority to bully the minority, what's the point of that?" Seeing this, the White Bone God snorted coldly, waved his sleeves fiercely, and instantly offered a mysterious flag. On the flag, a strange and frightening pattern was depicted: a yellow and turbid river filled with a dark atmosphere.

If you look closely, you can see countless creatures of various shapes and sizes floating in the river, including bones, ghosts, zombies, rotten corpses, and broken limbs. They struggle desperately in the muddy water, stepping on each other's bodies, trying to climb up the river bank step by step.

However, the turbid yellow water seemed to contain some kind of powerful restriction, so that even if the evil spirits occasionally had a chance to touch the shore, they would be dragged back into the water by the surging waves or other evil spirits swarming behind them. Most of the evil spirits would eventually be washed to the deepest part of the river, unable to escape their fate, and those who could successfully reach the shore were rare.

At this time, Su Rui, who was standing by, only glanced at the flag from a distance, and immediately felt a strong dizziness surge into his heart. His soul began to tremble violently involuntarily, as if he wanted to break free from the constraints of his body and fly into the yellow and turbid river water in the flag, becoming one of them. This inexplicable impulse made him feel fearful, and at the same time, he became more and more afraid of the magic weapon in the hands of the White Bone God.

"Don't look at it! Calm your mind quickly! The projection of the Forgetful River is an extremely yin thing. It can nourish evil spirits, capture people's souls and lure them into demons!!" At this moment, Shi Yi appeared beside Su Rui like a ghost, patted his shoulder hard, and shouted loudly.

Su Rui was hit by this sudden palm as if he was hit on the head with a club. His soul felt a little painful, but he came to his senses immediately. He quickly closed the "Maori Golden Light Pupil".

When he cast his eyes toward the battlefield again, he saw a dozen huge, distorted and terrifying white-bone demon gods breaking through the waves from the reflection of the Forgotten River in the banner. They rushed out of the banner at an astonishing speed, and finally gathered into two balls of light - one was like a red cloud burning with blazing fire, and the other was like a glow of blue flames. After these two strange clouds of light flew out, they landed steadily behind the White-Bone God.

"These are the legendary eighteen formless gods and demons! Nine of them are not only unable to control magic weapons, but also have innate magical powers - formless magic light. This magic light gathers and disperses, changes in a myriad of ways, contains endless mysteries, and can be combined into a powerful blow; while the other nine formless gods and demons are as erratic as smoke, and disperse and gather at will, making it impossible to defend against and extremely difficult to deal with!"

Shi Yi was obviously quite familiar with the Taoist magic performed by the White Bone Demon Lord. He explained in detail to Su Rui and Wu Qianqian: "To destroy these gods and demons with form, you only need to destroy their bodies. But for the gods and demons without form, you must use the confinement spell to suppress them and use the power of lightning and fire to wear them down for a long time!"

While Shi Yi was explaining, the leader of Putuo Sect had already started fighting with the White Bone God, and the Vajra Protectors and other spiritual images released by the elders also met the eighteen gods and demons summoned by the White Bone God.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the wind and clouds gathered. The two sides launched a thrilling battle! The fluctuations of mana came like a surging wave, as if to submerge the entire world. The intensity of this battle was beyond imagination, and it instantly reached a whole new height!

The Dragon Cemetery was filled with exploding light and flames, dazzling the eyes; and the roars from the collisions of various spells and magic weapons were even more deafening, like the force of thunder. In this chaotic battlefield, every corner was full of danger and uncertainty.

At this moment, Shi Yi shouted loudly: "Qianqian, it's now! Let's quickly join forces with the other three sacred beasts of Azure Dragon, White Tiger, and Vermillion Bird to form the Four Symbols Formation! First, concentrate on clearing out those real dragon skeletons to resolve the worries, and then assist the elders in dealing with the terrifying eighteen formless gods and demons!"

This time, the person who guided Qianqian in the battle was Shi Yi. He had experienced two reincarnations and possessed extremely rich combat experience, which was better than Su Rui's half-baked one!