In front of him, a strange dry tree came out and turned into a foot high.

A few slender branches hung down from the tree, wrapping around his wrists and ankles.

Yin Yan's face changed, and the appearance of this little tree was really weird.

At the critical moment, I saw him slap his hands on the ground.

"Poof!"

The dry bones within a foot were crushed by a circular wave of qi.

The yin body borrowed strength, and with a "bang", the whole person flew up, and the void under his feet was stepped on, like a flying butterfly, and after a few gorgeous somersaults, he fell a few feet away.

"Whew......"

But the four wicker-like dead branches were extremely flexible, making four sounds of breaking the air, like a shadow.

Blood overflowed from the corners of Yin Yan's mouth, and violent mana fluctuations shattered several sealed acupuncture points in his body again, and the cold river took the opportunity to rush around and rampage through his body.

At this time, he couldn't take much care of it at all, so he pulled it behind his back, took out a short stick, and instantly stretched it out into an oil-paper umbrella.

Although this magic weapon was almost destroyed by the noon, it is still no problem to deal with the enemy for the time being.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The dead branches pierced the oil-paper umbrella with a crisp sound.

Although it was blocked, a huge force came down the oil-paper umbrella, knocking back the Yin Corpse's figure for more than ten steps before it stood firm.

Yin Yan's face turned red, and the blood had reached his throat, but he swallowed it back.

He was already injured a lot, and now he has to suppress the chaotic river in his body at all times, and his strength can't play half of his heyday at all, and he is not Dongfang Mo's opponent at all.

Dongfang Mo glanced at him lightly, then walked forward, and when he walked to the side of the small tree, he stretched out his hand to explore, and the small tree swaying in the wind suddenly changed, turning into a three-foot wooden staff and falling into his hand.

"Return the bone-eating silkworm to the slave family, and the grievances between us will be written off."

Yin Yan leaned the oil-paper umbrella over his shoulder and looked at him with a solemn expression.

At the beginning, it was Dongfang Mo and the soap-robed boy who attacked him first, causing him to fail in the foundation building period, not to mention that his own Dao foundation was seriously damaged, and even the natal magic weapon was almost destroyed by the soap-robed boy.

And he just took the opportunity to snatch back the bone-eating silkworm that originally belonged to his Brahmin, and did not do anything detrimental to Dongfang Mo at all.

But now the other party is deceiving people too much, and they come directly to the door, wanting to kill people and seize treasures.

What he used to do in the past, I don't want the role to be reversed today.

"Do you think you're still qualified to talk to me about the conditions?"

The corners of Dongfang Mo's mouth raised.

The Brahmins are not good men and women, and when he entered the blessed land, wasn't he hunted down and killed by these people, so how could he be polite to him now?

"Then don't blame me!"

A trace of murder flashed in Yin Yin's eyes, and then his waist twisted, and the oil-paper umbrella in his hand suddenly stepped forward, and at the same time, the palm of his hand rotated, and a burst of light shone on the umbrella surface.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Dongfang Mo's eyes, he had learned this trick last time, how could he be fooled again now.

The glow on the oily paper swayed, and a dizzying breath hit the face, and at the same time, a black light shot out from the tip of the umbrella.

"Jingle bell!"

The brass bell rang on Dongfang Mo's waist, and at the same time he bit the tip of his tongue, the dizziness did not affect him at all.

And his eyes are quick, and the immortal roots in his hands are thrown out horizontally.

"Smack!"

In an instant, it was pumped on top of the black light, and it flew out diagonally.

Only this time did he see clearly that the black light seemed to be a round blade made of spiritual power.

Dongfang Mo snorted coldly, and kept pinching the trick in his hand.

However, between breaths, I saw that the three strands of wood spiritual power suddenly condensed, and finally turned into three green leaves, which were lightly sandwiched between his fingers, and his eyes were cold when he looked at the Yin Death, and then waved his hand.

"Woo Woo ......"

Three green leaves danced treacherously, shooting out irregularly and instantly turning into three curved blurred green lines.

Although the three green leaves seemed to be nothing unusual, when Yin Yin saw it, his face changed drastically.

"Spiritual Descent!"

He recognized at a glance that this technique was the secret of the Brahmins, the high-level magic spirit descending technique.

I think it was Dongfang Mo who took it after killing his useless junior brother.

This technique is not only capable of cultivating the five elements of spiritual roots, but also extremely powerful.

It seems that Dongfang Mo has cultivated to the realm of entry. Even so, as soon as this technique comes out, the monks in the foundation building period will be afraid of it.

Thinking of this, he opened his mouth and spat out a black bead.

"Buzz!"

The black beads turned into the size of a human head, emitting a huge spiritual pressure that swirled around the top of his head.

"Woohoo ......!"

The next moment, three green lines shot out from his back, the top of his head, and his chest.

It was about to penetrate him, but a foot in front of him, he was imprisoned by the spiritual pressure emanating from the bead, as if there was an invisible wall.

The three green leaves swirled and made a piercing grinding sound, as if there was a tremendous force that made it jerk forward.

Yin Yin gritted his teeth, feeling the aura on the green leaves that was enough to pierce him, his eyes were full of horror, and the mana in his body was surging towards the beads frantically.

"Hmph, stubbornly resist!"

Dongfang Mo had already felt the inadequacy of the gloom, and at this time, he thrust the immortal root into the ground and stood upright in front of him.

Suddenly, he swiped his hands, and then pushed, and with a wave of his hand, thousands of wooden swords appeared, turned into a giant sword, and slashed towards the head of the Yin Death with a majestic momentum.

"Drink!"

Seeing the dense wooden sword attacking, Yin Yan's eyes showed horror, and at this time, he screamed.

The words fell, and the black beads shone brightly.

And his body twisted, and he exploded backwards, this spell was menacing, with his seriously injured body, how dare he take it hard.

"Bang!"

Thousands of wooden swords slashed at the light emitted by the beads.

I saw an extremely dazzling green light explode, and the beads were instantly lost.

The violent mana fluctuations lifted the bones in a radius of more than ten zhang into the air, and the terrifying qi wave shattered them all into bone powder.

The ashes scattered in the sky until a few breaths, in the howling of the wind, were blown away.

Looking at the figure of Yin Yan again, I don't know when he has fallen ten zhang away, and at this time, he is holding his chest and the blood in his mouth is constantly overflowing.

On the left and right sides of his chest, there is a translucent wound on the front of the head.

The center of the eyebrows cracked a few inches wide.

Blood trickled down the tip of his nose.

"Click, click!"

The sound of footsteps stepping on dry bones sounded, and Yin Yan tried to raise his head, and found that Dongfang Mo was walking slowly towards him, followed by a beautiful woman.

Every time Dongfang Mo took a step, a vine came out of his feet, like a living thing, constantly writhing, ready to go.

When he walked a few feet in front of Yin Yin, dozens of vines swayed behind him, which looked a little weird.

The next moment, I saw the corners of his mouth raised, and he stretched out his right hand to point at the Yin Death.

Suddenly, dozens of vines beside him, like black snakes, drilled forward like a lightning speed.

Yin Yin's pupils shrank sharply, and he turned and fled for his life at the top of the mountain.

But the vines pierced the air, stretched out dozens of feet in an instant, and then burrowed into the obstacle.

The next moment, I saw the arm-thick vines trembling, like a fishing line catching prey, constantly struggling.

After a while, the vine paused, then contracted, and pulled a figure back from the obstacle.

"Click!"

Yin Yin's arms and ankles were tied to death, and his body was pulled and straightened, unable to move in mid-air.

"Let me go, and the bone-eating silkworm slave family doesn't want it either."

He didn't have any strength left to struggle, and the river inside him had already raged, corroding his internal organs and flesh.

He felt the vines on his limbs tighten and pull him in all directions. Knowing that Dongfang Mo was moved by murderous intentions, a breath of death enveloped his heart, so he opened his mouth and begged for mercy.

"Give me a reason not to kill you!"

At this time, Dongfang Mo's blood was flowing rapidly, and he seemed extremely excited.

Hearing this, Yin Yin was like grasping a life-saving straw, so he said:

"My master is Yin Li, if you kill me, she won't let you go......"

But before he finished speaking, he felt the pulling force from the vines suddenly increase, the skin at the junction of the limbs was torn apart, and the arms were about to be torn off at any time, and he opened his mouth and let out a miserable scream.

"Ahh

"I hate this trick very much!"

For some reason, as long as he felt a threat in his mouth, Dongfang Mo's murderous intent would be intense, and even erupt.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me, even if my master lets you go, but if you take Elder Gu's mutant spirit worm, he will definitely not give up. ”

"I'm not threatening you, because Elder Gu's methods of torturing people are notoriously ruthless in my Brahmins, as long as you let me go, I will tell you how to escape Elder Gu's pursuit, and the correct way to raise and control these bone-eating silkworms."

Yin Yin said in horror.

"Oh? Do you know how to raise and control this spirit worm? ”

Dongfang Mo's eyes flashed.

"Yes, I'm also half a protégé of Elder Gu, so of course I know these things."

"Good, good, hahaha......"

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo laughed heartily, if he could control these insects, it would be an absolutely terrifying help for him. Even in the face of foundation-building monks, he would not be afraid.

"Senior sister, let's close your eyes!"

So he suddenly turned around and looked at Mu Ziyudao.

"Huh?"

Mu Ziyu was stunned for a moment, a little unsure of what he meant.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo didn't explain anymore, and in Mu Ziyu's exclamation, he picked her up, and then pulled her into his arms, making her turn away from Yin.

"As long as you don't kill me, I can give you anything......"

Looking at the murderous intent in Dongfang Mo's eyes, he was suddenly scared.

The next moment, I heard his heart-rending howl.

"No ......"

"Bang!"

The vines tore its body into several pieces in mid-air, and the blood rained down, and the crimson color fell on the gray dry bones, soaking into it, which looked extremely dazzling.

The so-called five horses split the corpse, but that's it.

Under the cruel killing methods, Dongfang Mo closed his eyes, his expression was extremely pleasant, and he didn't know whether he was holding a beautiful woman or because of the pleasure of killing.

It wasn't until a few breaths later that he opened his eyes.

I saw the vines writhe, rolling up the storage bag of the Yin Death, and he grabbed it in his hand.

It is naturally impossible to let go of the shadows.

Although the previous gloomy words were weak, and his eyes were extremely frightened, he clearly saw a trace of resentment, and believed that if he fell into his hands, he would probably die even worse.

As for the raising of spirit insects mentioned in Yin Yan's mouth, as well as the control method of the bone-eating silkworm.

looked at the storage bag in his hand, and Dongfang Mo's eyes showed a look of victory......

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