The yellow-robed monk was dead, Dongfang Mo skillfully picked up his storage bag, and even put the powerful triangular flag in his hand and weighed it, he knew the power of this treasure very well. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But he knew that now was not the time to take a closer look, maybe the violent mana fluctuation just now had already attracted the attention of others. Although this place is relatively remote, be careful to sail the 10,000-year-old ship.

So he solemnly put away the triangular flag, detained the immortal roots, and immediately sacrificed the Escape Tissot and went away into the distance.

And it took him more than 20 days to find a hidden barren valley to stop.

Judging from the map I bought in Blood Mound City before, this place has already left the central area of the Blood Clan's land. The city is sparse and uninhabited, but it is a good place to hide.

took out the set of small flags and arranged them here, and Dongfang Mo dodged and hid in them.

Although this small flag is a set of low-level magic weapons, I am afraid that even a foundation building period monk with a little strength can't hide it, but it is better than nothing, and it can always play a little role.

Dongfang Mo recuperated for most of the day, and the deficit mana was almost recovered.

So he immediately took off the gourd on his waist, and instead released the mutant spirit worm magic sand that was only the size of a fist gathered in it.

The magic sand was silently suspended in front of him, and even with the power of his ears, at such a close distance, he could only hear the faint sound of air drumming.

Dongfang Mo looked into it, but the "liquid" in front of him directly penetrated it, as if there was nothing in front of him.

Seeing this, his face showed a hint of joy that could not be concealed.

In the next breath, he had a whim, and with a movement of his mind, fist-sized magic sand scattered in all directions, and when they gathered again, they had already wrapped his body.

From a distance, Dongfang Mo seems to be draped in a layer of black light veil.

"Maybe in this way, you can avoid the detection of other people's divine senses, and you can also add an exaggerated layer of defense."

Even if the yellow-robed monk had used that triangular banner to smash on these spirit insects before, the magic sand had not suffered any damage, so he thought so in his heart.

Just as he was complacent, these spirit insects suddenly became agitated, and the "light veil" that shrouded him began to vibrate.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo seemed to have thought of something, and his expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly picked up the gourd, and his mana was agitated, and all these spirit insects were inhaled into it.

After doing all this, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Just now, he clearly sensed that Mosha had an extreme desire for his physical body, which made him feel creepy.

"I almost forgot, after these spirit insects advance, I'm afraid they must use their natal essence blood to nourish them again, otherwise with their ferocity, there will be a possibility of backlash."

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo's forehead was sweating, and he looked a little afraid.

Before, the yellow-robed monk was in the middle stage of the Ning Dan Realm, and it was impossible for him to escape. If these spirit insects suddenly rebelled, then with the appearance of him being cocooned and bound, the end can be imagined.

Fortunately, these spirit insects have just advanced, and their ferocity has not yet completely exploded.

So he bit his fingertips and dripped blood through the mouth of the gourd.

Then put the gourd in front of him, according to the method of raising insects, pinch the trick with both hands, and point to the gourd from time to time.

It wasn't until after a long day's work that he took a move, plugged the stopper, and hung the gourd around his waist.

During this period of time, as long as you practice from time to time, you can eliminate the aftermath of the Demon Sand Rebellion.

After pondering for a moment, Dongfang Mo reached out and took off a black storage bag from his waist.

This thing was left behind by the yellow-robed monk before.

For the storage bag of the Ning Dan Realm monk, he still had great expectations.

However, under the encouragement of his mana, he found that there was a special layer of prohibition on the storage bag.

"Huh!"

At this point, Dongfang Mo was a little puzzled.

You must know that most of the blood clan monks arrange a layer of blood prohibition for their storage bags. The advantage of this blood ban is that the power of the imprisonment is extremely strong, and it is difficult for ordinary people to break it except for themselves.

But there is another disadvantage that if the owner dies, the blood ban of the storage bag will not be broken and can be easily opened.

What made Dongfang Mo strange was that the yellow-robed monk had added a layer of other prohibitions in addition to the blood ban.

However, after he studied it carefully, the corners of his mouth lifted in a short time.

It's just that the layer of prohibition imposed by this person is not very profound, but only condensed with mana.

Although Dongfang Mo's cultivation and mana are strong, they can't be compared to the yellow-robed monk at all.

But just give him some time and the bag will be opened.

So it took him a few hours of hard work to finally break the prohibition, and the mana rolled towards it.

In the next moment, a hint of ecstasy appeared in his expression.

The family background of the Ning Dan Realm monk is really rich. Among them, there are no less than 100,000 spirit stones alone. On the contrary, the bloodstones commonly used by the Bloodline do not have many appearances.

In addition, there are many magic weapons and talismans.

To his disappointment, when he looked closely, he found that these magic weapons and talismans were only low-level, or medium-level. Not even a high-level magic weapon, let alone a magic weapon.

After pouring out a lot of other debris and cleaning it up, I didn't find anything useful.

So I couldn't help but sigh and shake my head.

But then I was relieved when I thought about it. Now that the war between the two clans is in progress, the consumption of spirit stones is probably a massive number. Therefore, it is reasonable that the yellow-robed monk has 100,000 spirit stones in his storage bag, and there are not many other things.

After Dongfang Mo lost interest, he waved his big hand and took out a triangular banner instead.

Looking at the triangular banner of a certain length in his hand, needless to say, this thing must be a magic weapon, and the grade is not low. It can be seen from the fact that the yellow-robed monk was not easy to use before.

Therefore, Dongfang Mo is ready to refine this treasure and try its power again.

But at this moment, among the many messy debris on the ground, an inconspicuous jade stone suddenly flashed brightly and darkly.

This jade is the size of a fist and has an extremely smooth surface. At first, he didn't think about it, until the thing changed, and he realized that there was something special about it.

Dongfang Mo's eyes narrowed, and after a little pondering, he still picked it up carefully.

I tried it, and I wanted to inject mana into it. In the next breath, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the mana was easily absorbed by the jade.

To his surprise, after the mana was injected, a cold voice suddenly came from inside the jade:

"Astragalus, did you find that Taoist priest?"

The moment this voice fell into Dongfang Mo's ears, his expression couldn't help but change greatly.

It's just that this voice makes him extremely familiar, who else can it be if it is not the strange-looking man.

"Blood Clan Leader Devouring Green!"

Dongfang Mo gritted his teeth.

Regarding the identity of the yellow-robed monk, he had already vaguely guessed that it was Huang Qi, the city lord of Astragalus City, but he didn't expect that the person behind him would be Devouring Qing.

And judging from what Yu Qing said just now, it is very likely that his whereabouts have been exposed.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo's expression was extremely ugly.

After thinking for a moment, he was ready to get up and continue absconding again.

He was difficult to match in the face of Ning Dan Realm cultivators, and if he encountered the leader of the Blood Clan, he would not have any power to resist.

So he forcibly suppressed the intention to refine the triangular banner immediately, put it away instead, and then removed the small flag in front of him.

Just when he was about to sacrifice the Escape Tissot, he suddenly lowered his head.

I saw that the largest spirit beast bag on his waist trembled again.

Dongfang Mo originally didn't want to pay attention to it, and it was important to escape at this time.

However, when he realized that the storage bag was causing the bag to tremble, it was the black heterozyte that had been silent for several years since he got it, except for one abnormal movement in the Cave Blessed Land. A look that was even more shocking than the success of Mosha's advancement suddenly appeared on his face.

"Is it?"

When the ancestor of Dongfang Yu was leaving, he revealed a few words, and the freak was probably about to be born.

And when he felt the spirit beast bag trembling more and more violently, he didn't hesitate at all, and as soon as his mana moved, he took out the alien egg.

The moment he held the fist-sized alien egg in his hand, the object seemed to be released, and a black ripple suddenly burst out.

Fraternity is like a black sun, emitting a rich black light. The surrounding blood-colored earth shines in pitch black.

Under this black light, Dongfang Mo directly "buzzed" in his mind, as if there was a bone-chilling chill that his body could not perceive, and only his soul could feel.