The last time he dealt with Ubicha, he had a luck mentality and used a trick to force his bones and teeth out.

To his surprise, the flame in the old boy's mouth seemed to be designed to restrain the blood clan.

At that time, under the light of a fire, Ubiza was burned to the ground, and there was not even a slag left.

This time the situation was critical, and I almost forgot about it.

"Guya, burn him for me!"

Dongfang Mo ordered unceremoniously.

"Wow, boy, what kind of person are you to be a bone grandfather, come when you call, and go when you wave."

When he saw Dongfang Mo, he was going to fight with him, how could he help, and it would be good if he didn't fall into the well.

"Do you think clearly, if that skeleton falls into this man's hands, will he still give it to you?"

"This ......"

Hearing this, Guya couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Boy, I can't blame Grandpa Gu this time, Lao Tzu's Yin Devouring Ghost Flame is only useful for low-level Blood Dao cultivators, and I can't help it if someone like him has reached the foundation building stage of cultivation."

The green flame in the bone tooth's eyes jumped, but he said.

"Huh?"

Dongfang Mo's eyes flashed, judging from the old boy's dodging eyes, it was obvious that it was pushing again.

"This fellow Daoist, this demon is an old demon who has been cultivating for 10,000 years who escaped from under the throne of the Pure Lotus Law.

After speaking, I saw Dongfang Mo throw it towards the red-faced man.

In his opinion, if the secret of the bone tooth was known to this person, with his cautious character, he would definitely kill people.

"Dongfang Mo I x your ancestor, you dare to expose the identity of your grandfather, your turtle son will not die well!"

Wow wow yelling, this kid is really a dog who can't change his eating, and even he sighs at his ability to cross the river and tear down the bridge.

In the distance, the red-faced man saw such a strange skull floating towards him, and suddenly a cold feeling was born in his heart.

However, the movement was not slow, the body turned in place, and the trident swung suddenly, instantly smashing on the skull.

He was sure that this powerful blow, even if it fell on the foundation building period monk, he would have to smash the other party in two.

And if this skull, no matter what kind of bull ghost and snake god he is, he will definitely end up in pieces.

"Ding!"

In the next moment, only the crisp sound of metal clashing was heard.

"Wow!"

The skull roared, and was slashed hundreds of feet away.

Seeing this, the red-faced man was shocked and said:

"What is this?"

I didn't expect this skull to be so hard.

At this time, a trace of anger flashed in Dongfang Mo's eyes.

He was sure that this old boy would definitely be able to burn this foundation building monk to ashes, but he was just unwilling to make a move.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, it must be waiting for itself to be killed by this blood monk, and it is making a move, and then it will reap the benefits of the fisherman.

He knows the cunning of this old thing.

It seems that the attempt to force it to do so has failed.

At this time, the bone teeth had been slapped hundreds of feet away, and they landed in a pile of stones in the distance, looking at the two people in the distance, the ghostly fire in their eyes was beating.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill that man, he has a lot of good things on him, and they will be mine when the time comes. Play with Lao Tzu, Dongfang Mo, you idiot is still a little tender. ”

The red-faced man looked at the skull that was knocked away, but he didn't expect that thing to be so weird, and he was unharmed under his own momentum.

I wanted to chase after him to find out, but when he saw Dongfang Mo looking at him at this time. When a faint hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, for some reason, a bad feeling arose in his heart.

At the same time, seven or eight waist-thick vines burst out of the ground at its feet, and in an instant, the vines writhed and weaved into a withered shape, imprisoning it.

In the next moment, two inky clusters of light burst out and merged into the dry prison.

At the same time, I saw that the withered prison also turned into a solidified dark green, and there were more solid wood grains on it.

At this time, Dongfang Mo was standing in the distance, his fingers moving rapidly, and there were words in his mouth.

Countless wooden thorns the thickness of an arm emerged from the dry prison and pierced in all directions towards the red-faced man's body.

The red-faced man had disdain in his eyes, and he saw him swing his trident.

"Click!"

Crush all the wooden thorns around your body.

At the same time, he took a round of homeopathy and smashed it the dry prison.

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound, and a finger-thick crack appeared on the dry dungeon.

Although Dongfang Mo had expected it, he was still shocked in his heart at this time, but he didn't expect that the withering technique that had been integrated into the vitality would not be able to trap this person for too long.

Seeing the trident falling wildly, the dry prison was full of cracks, and seeing that it couldn't last long, the other party was about to break free.

At this time, he didn't think about it, and his figure rushed over.

"Canopy!"

At the same time, sawdust scattered in all directions, revealing the figure of a red-faced man.

As soon as the red-faced big man appeared, he raised his eyebrows, it turned out that Dongfang Mo didn't know when, he had already appeared in front of him, and with a wave of his hand, a black light in his cuffs drilled over again.

This thing is the same thing that resembles a black whip that hurt me before.

The red-faced man has suffered from this thing, so he has naturally been on guard for a long time.

Therefore, because he was panicked, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sly smile.

I saw that the previous blood mist flickered, and it appeared above its head, and it fell in front of it.

"Poof!"

The black whip instantly pierced into the blood mist.

The next moment, Dongfang Mo felt that his arm sank, and the black whip was only a few minutes into the blood mist, and he couldn't move an inch.

Not only that, but there was also a corrosive cold aura in the blood mist, which passed along the long whip.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo frowned, and under the encouragement of mana, he stirred it vigorously.

Finally stirred up a trace of the blood mist, and took this opportunity to whip the black whip back.

Suddenly, he took off the gourd on his waist and flicked the gourd stopper.

was about to spray at the red-faced man, but in the next moment, he didn't wait for him to make a move, just heard a violent "buzz!" The voice came.

A black wind suddenly came out of the gourd, rushed towards the blood mist in front of him, and instantly disappeared into it.

I saw that the blood mist actually began to disappear in pieces. Just a breath, the figure of a red-faced man was revealed.

When he saw this black wind, the red-faced man's expression changed.

Based on his cultivation, he could see at a glance that the black wind was a tiny black silkworm.

I don't know what this insect is, but it can actually devour his blood spirit mist.

In the next breath, the blood mist disappeared, and the black wind pounced on him.

The red-faced man was shocked, how dare he let the strange insect get close, only to see his figure explode back.

But no matter how fast he moved, a small wisp of black wind still stuck on the palm of his hand holding the trident.

In just an instant, the back of its hand began to slowly dissolve, revealing scarlet granulation and blood vessels.

"Ahh

Feeling a sharp pain on the back of his hand, the red-faced man exclaimed.

So the palm of his hand shook, trying to shake these insects away.

But the worm is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and you can't shake it off. Not only that, but under this delay, the palm of the hand has dissipated a small half.

Seeing this, the red-faced man opened his mouth and spewed out a red flame, burning on the back of his hand.

But when the fire was gone, the insects continued to gnaw at its flesh.

"Damn it!"

The red-faced man's eyes were horizontal, he reached out and grabbed his wrist, and twisted it hard! ”

"Click!"

He tore his arm off and threw it away a few feet away.

In the next breath, I saw that the broken arm disappeared in an instant under the erosion of those insects.

At the same time, the black wind rose again, and the two fused and pressed towards him.

The red-faced man was pale, looking at the black wind, his eyes were full of fear, and his body retreated at this time.

But the black wind followed him, as if there was something on his body that was too attractive.

Seeing this, the red-faced man gritted his teeth and rushed towards Dongfang Mo, capturing the thief and the king, as long as this person is taken down, the black wind will be self-defeating.

Fortunately, although the bug is weird, it is not fast. Therefore, he easily bypassed, and when he appeared, he was already a few feet away from Dongfang Mo.

In the distance, Dongfang Mo's expression changed, he originally thought that this person was about to be devoured by these insects, but he didn't expect this person to be so ruthless, and he actually tore off his own arm.

Although he knew that the Blood Clan Cultivator had many exercises that could regenerate the broken arm, but in this situation, the two of them were already immortal.

So with a cold snort, he wanted to integrate the vitality into the subtle realm of the wood thorn technique, fight to the death, and use the magic that he can exert the greatest power now.

Just when a cloud of rich wood spiritual power had just emerged in front of him.

Suddenly, a dark shadow fell overhead.

Looking up, Dongfang Mo's eyes suddenly showed a look of great joy.