After the breakthrough of cultivation, Dongfang Mo stepped on the Tissot, and reached a distance of nearly two hundred zhang in one breath. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This kind of speed is beyond the reach of the late stage of foundation building, and only the Ning Dan Realm can be compared.

But when his divine sense opened, he found that the fishy wind behind him was galloping towards him at an extremely terrifying speed, and the two were less than a thousand feet in an instant.

At this point, his face sank. The difference in speed between the two is too huge.

In his opinion, this person must have cultivated some kind of subtle retreat technique.

In just a few breaths, he had already appeared about twenty feet behind him.

Dongfang Mo gritted his teeth, turned around suddenly, and threw seven or eight talismans in his hand backwards.

"Boom, boom!"

As soon as the talismans touched the fishy wind, they burst open one after another, making a violent sound.

At the same time, the fishy wind paused slightly. But in less than half a breath, his speed increased again, and he continued to move forward, and in the blink of an eye, he was already three feet behind him.

At this point, the yellow-robed monk's palm poked out in the fishy wind.

"Whew!"

A palm condensed by a hurricane grabbed Dongfang Mo from behind.

Dongfang Mo had already sensed this, and knew that he couldn't escape from this person's palm in terms of speed, so he took the escape and threw it into the storage bag.

In the next moment, he turned around and looked at the yellow-robed monk in the fishy wind, his right hand pinched again and again, and his mouth was like a word.

Just as he was about to be grabbed by the big hand, his figure that was still in mid-air suddenly flickered. When it reappeared, it was already ten zhang away.

"Huh! The art of wood escape? ”

The yellow-robed monk was in the same shape, and after stopping, he looked at the little Taoist priest with loose hair not far away with his hands behind his back, and opened his mouth in some surprise.

Dongfang Mo held the immortal root tightly in his palm with his left hand, and looked at this person with an extremely vigilant look.

It didn't take long for him to speak first.

"Dare to ask who is the friend of the Dao, why did he shoot at Xiaodao for no reason!"

The yellow-robed monk stroked his mustache, and a chuckle flashed in his eyes.

"You and I are incompatible, I will make a move on you, why do you say it for no reason."

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo's eyes rolled and continued:

"Having said that, Xiaodao has no wealth, and his life is cheap, even if it falls into the hands of Daoyou, it will not do you any good."

"Do you have no money, then bring the storage bag on your waist, and the contemptible person will turn around and leave, there is no other word."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!"

After hearing this person's request, Dongfang Mo was stunned for a moment, then immediately showed a smile, and then grabbed his right hand to his waist, took off a storage bag, and threw it towards the yellow-robed monk without hesitation.

Seeing this, the yellow-robed monk frowned.

Seeing that the storage bag was about to fly over, he only heard him snort coldly in the next breath, and his right hand stretched out backwards, seemingly casually.

But with this wave, a fresh breeze blew, and the storage bag was several feet in front of him, and it was fixed in the air.

"What do you mean?"

Seeing this person's movements, Dongfang Mo pretended to be puzzled and asked.

"Don't play this trick in front of me."

After speaking, the yellow-robed monk squeezed his palm.

With a "click", the jade ring on the storage bag was squeezed and shattered, and in an instant, a black stone ball fell from the storage bag.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, the fist-sized stone ball suddenly exploded, and under the violent mana fluctuations, a wave of fire swept through a radius of seven or eight zhang.

At the moment when the stone ball exploded, the fishy wind in front of the yellow-robed monk resisted the wave of fire.

It wasn't until a few breaths later, when the wave of fire disappeared, that he looked at the figure of the little Taoist priest in front of him with some amusement.

At this time, Dongfang Mo's face flashed with a hint of surprise, he didn't expect this move to be able to hit this person hard. It's just that he didn't expect that the middle-level Lei Zhenzi didn't have any threat to him.

However, taking this opportunity, he also reluctantly judged that this person should be a mid-stage cultivator in the Ning Dan Realm, which was much worse than the array spirit he had encountered in the Wood Spirit Array at the beginning. But in terms of speed, I'm afraid that the array of spirits is far from being comparable, let alone comparable to him.

"I warn you, if you dare to play tricks again, the contemptible people will not stand here and talk to you properly."

The yellow-robed monk's words were full of threats.

"Hehe, Ming people don't say dark words, what advice do Taoist friends have, the Tao is coming."

Dongfang Mo is also free and easy, anyway, this person is not in a hurry to do it, and he is happy to do so.

"Very well, let me ask you how you managed to escape from the Great Devil."

The corners of the yellow-robed monk's mouth raised, and he asked.

"Sure enough!"

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo's heart sank, the reason why this person chased after him was really like this.

Touching his chin, he replied after a moment:

"If I say that the big devil was originally able to control the killing intent, it was not until later that he completely became a demon. And the trail was let go by it before it lost its mind, can you believe it? ”

"Faith!"

But the yellow-robed monk's next words made Dongfang Mo extremely surprised, and even looked at him with a strange expression.

"Then tell me again, when the big devil threw you away, he quietly spoke, and what did it say to you."

Just listen to this man again.

"Huh?"

Dongfang Mo was slightly stunned, as if he didn't understand the meaning of his words.

Seeing this, the yellow-robed monk's face sank and looked a little ugly. In his opinion, this little Taoist priest is probably going to pretend to be garlic.

However, at this time, Dongfang Mo's words to this person in his heart were indeed extremely strange.

But when the great devil threw it away, he didn't say anything.

But in the next moment, something suddenly occurred to him.

It seemed that when the big devil was about to enter the demon, his lips did move slightly, as if he was saying something.

In the eyes of outsiders, Dongfang Mo still looked surprised and listened at that time.

It's just that they don't understand that Dongfang Mo's surprise is precisely because the big devil did open his mouth when he looked at him, but he didn't hear any sound, so he showed a surprised expression.

But in the eyes of outsiders, that scene is not the case at all.

At this point, Dongfang Mo finally understood why the Blood Clan would send many people to look for him.

It wasn't just that he escaped from the big devil, but because of what it said to him.

Although he had not heard anything, how could outsiders believe it?

Thinking about it from his own perspective, even if it were him, he wouldn't believe it.

"Looks like you're not going to say it!"

Finding that this Taoist priest looked pensive, the yellow-robed monk's face showed a trace of impatience.

"What's the use of saying that? No matter what I say, you won't believe it anyway! ”

Dongfang Mo raised his head suddenly, looked at this person and smiled slightly.

"It depends on what you're talking about."

The yellow-robed monk was noncommittal.

"I think Daoyou came to arrest me because of the order of the blood clan leader."

Dongfang Mo diverted the topic.

Hearing this, the yellow-robed monk's eyes showed a hint of discoloration, not knowing how this kid knew.

Seeing the different colors in his eyes clearly, Dongfang Mo's heart sank again. Because his guess was not wrong, it was indeed the order of the leader of the blood clan.

And he even suspected that it was most likely the most mysterious of the great leaders who did it.

"It doesn't matter who sent me, if you don't say it, it's a toast and a punishment for eating and drinking."

"Wait!"

Seeing that this person was about to make a move, Dongfang Mo hurriedly stopped him.

"Why, are you willing to speak?"

The yellow-robed monk paused, and then looked at him with a smile.

"Nope!"

However, in the next moment, Dongfang Mo looked at him with a sneering smile.

At the same time, he hid on his right hand behind him at some point, and a compass suddenly stirred up a burst of white light.

Under the white light, there was a violent spatial fluctuation around him.

"Look for death!"

Seeing this, the yellow-robed monk looked furious, and after the words fell, his palm stretched out and slapped forward.

"Whew!"

A fishy wind rose out of thin air, spun and slammed into Dongfang Mozhi.

Dongfang Mo had expected this, and pointed at the yellow-robed monk with the wooden staff in his hand.

At the sharp end of the wooden staff, a rich ball of wood spiritual power emerged, and at the same time, a wooden sword condensed out, and the next breath shot forward.

The two exploded together in the blink of an eye.

"Puff puff!"

I saw that the wooden sword in the sky pierced the bloody wind, and then shattered one after another.

The fishy wind finally broke down under his full force.

However, due to the use of mana, the teleportation of the Dongfang Ink Compass was almost interrupted, but fortunately, he stabilized it.

Now his control of mana is extremely exquisite, if it was before, he would never be able to use the compass and activate spells at the same time.

Seeing five or six breaths pass in the blink of an eye, it didn't take long for him to be able to teleport directly out of this place.

But the yellow-robed figure suddenly looked at him, and in his already blood-red eyes, two red rays of light shot out and swept towards him.

These two red rays of light didn't seem to be anything special, but Dongfang Mo clearly sensed a strong crisis from them.

At most, he could be teleported away after three or four breaths, but at the critical moment, he resolutely put away the compass and sacrificed a small tortoise shell instead.

The tortoise shell had just swelled to protect him, and the two red lights swept directly on the tortoise shell.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the tortoise shell was hit hard and smashed directly on his body. The two threw together and flew more than ten zhang before stopping.

Dongfang Mo pushed violently and resisted the tortoise shell, although it was not a big deal, but at this time he still felt uncomfortable in his body.

But then, his expression changed again.

A slight fishy wind suddenly blew around it. The fishy wind came silently, and instantly whistled around him.

At first, it was just a breeze, but after three or two breaths, the fishy wind suddenly stirred. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant tornado, trapping him in it.

"Oops!"

Dongfang Mo secretly screamed that it was not good.