Along the way, Dongfang Mo did not hide his aura, and his powerful divine sense rolled out, diffusing towards the surroundings. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info was just a stick of incense, and in his consciousness, he suddenly found a black-faced young man with a somewhat gloomy face.

At this time, the black-faced young man obviously also felt a powerful divine sense sweeping him back and forth. I only heard him snort coldly, and then galloped towards the place where the divine consciousness came from.

It only took a moment for him to see a thick cloud of black smoke billowing in the distance.

Seeing this, he said with a touch of joy on his face: "I can't find you when I step on the iron shoes, and I am worried that I can't find you, but now you have sent it to the door by yourself."

These days, he has been looking for Dongfang Mo easily, and he is preparing that if he still can't find it, he will immediately return to the sect and report the matter of this hand-picked battle to the sect, but he didn't expect Dongfang Mo to take the initiative to appear today.

The black-faced young man reached out and touched his arms, clamped a yellow talisman between his fingers, and then put it in front of him and said something in his mouth.

"Whew!"

In the blink of an eye, with a flick of his wrist, the talisman turned into a streamer of light and shot towards Dongfang Ink.

"Bang!"

And it was still in the distance, and the talisman exploded directly, only to see a net bag more than ten zhang in size, facing Dongfang Mo under the hood.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo, who was in the midst of the demonic soul's qi, did not change in the slightest, and his arm holding the gourd shook.

"Whew!"

A reddish fishy wind blew out and hit the oncoming net, which collapsed in an instant. And this fishy wind was not hindered in the slightest, and continued to blow forward.

"Buzz!"

At this time, the black-faced young man suddenly heard a sound of insects that upset him,

So he reached out again and took out a talisman from his bosom and slapped it on his body.

The talisman burst open in an instant, forming an oval-shaped layer of qi that tightly protected him.

At the same time, the magic sand swept through him, forming a whirlpool.

Seeing that this person was deeply trapped in the whirlpool, Dongfang Mo's eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

"Ahh

Just a moment later, I heard a scream.

However, Dongfang Mo expected that the scene of this person being swallowed by the magic sand in an instant did not happen, and the black-faced young man didn't know what means he used, and he actually opened a gap in the whirlpool.

Through the gap, Dongfang Mo found that a layer of golden light flickered on his body, and it was this layer of golden light that blocked the magic sand. But even so, the black-faced youth lost a right arm.

Taking advantage of this gap, the black-faced young man's body moved, and he was about to escape from it.

"Hula!"

Dongfang Mo's eyes were fast, his body was submerged in the whirlpool, his right hand reached out, and a strong suction force came.

The black-faced young man's figure staggered, and then a slender palm covered his heavenly spirit, and in the palm of Dongfang Mo's palm, a boxy demon suppression map emerged.

At the moment when he was about to pull this person's soul out, a trace of hesitation suddenly appeared in his heart. At this time, the mantra of the meditation mantra sounded in his mind, causing him to calm down instantly.

In fact, when he killed Wu Ji and the man in white before, he had wondered if he had changed back to the cold-blooded murderer he used to be. And now when he was about to kill this person, he was once again in a dilemma.

But the slightest hesitation disappeared only for a moment. The only thing in his eyes is firmness.

These people took the initiative to attack him for the sake of a favor, wanting to put him to death, so why should he be merciful to these people.

He didn't go back to his old murderous cruelty, and the meditation mantra didn't make him a compassionate man. If he changes to kill, he will kill the same, and if he doesn't change the killing, he will naturally not kill, such as the previous disciple of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect named Liu Jia.

Just when Dongfang Mo's mind had already understood clearly, between the lightning and flint, the black-faced young man had already reacted. A touch of viciousness appeared in his eyes, and his free left hand suddenly turned pale gold, and his five fingers curled and grasped, like dragon claws, towards the Dongfang Momian Gate.

However, as soon as the sinister smile on this person's face appeared, he suddenly froze. A suction force against the divine soul suddenly erupted from Dongfang Mo's palm.

The black-faced young man's expression immediately distorted, as if he was suffering unbearable pain, and he couldn't make a sound even if he wanted to scream.

Just by breathing, the brilliance in his eyes fell, and his soul had already been sucked into the Demon Suppression Diagram by Dongfang Mo.

"Whew!"

At this time, the magic sand raged, and this person's body disappeared directly in the fishy wind.

After grabbing this person's storage, Dongfang Mo's feet moved and continued to gallop forward.

Two hours later, the powerful aura he took the initiative to exude attracted a strong man in a short coat again.

This person was a little surprised when he saw Dongfang Mo, and after the accident, there was a faint hint of joy.

"Buzz!"

He was about to say something, but a whirlpool in Dongfang Mo's palm suddenly burst out and blew towards the front.

It's just that this person is a physical cultivator, and he exudes a powerful qi and blood all over his body, which has a great attraction to the magic sand.

Seeing a reddish fishy wind blowing, the stout man felt an instinctive aura of danger, so he clenched his fists and smashed forward.

"Boom ......"

Two huge crystal fists, with surging fist power, smashed blatantly on the blowing fishy wind.

Then he saw that the magic sand was scattered in all directions, and it was shattered by the bombardment.

"Huh!"

The sturdy man's figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the demonic soul qi that enveloped Dongfang Mo.

"Boy, look where you're running this time!"

With that, he touched the ground with his left foot, turned his body in place, and whipped his right foot in front of him.

"Shhhh

A leg shadow of a length swept out, and the demonic soul qi around Dongfang Mo's body was torn apart from it, and the fierce wind was about to be violently pumped on his head.

"Humph!"

Dongfang Mo snorted coldly, the secret path can come to this point, and indeed none of them are good stubble, but if it is just like this, this person will still die. At the critical moment, he shook the dust in his hand.

With a "snap", the silver-white silk directly split the leg shadow.

The sturdy man's body flickered, and he suddenly took a steady step, and then waved his fists, and at a terrifying speed, he turned into hundreds of fist shadows, all of which were submerged in the demonic soul's qi.

Dongfang Mo mana agitated, prompting a layer of Gang Qi like water waves in front of him.

"Bang bang bang!"

The dense shadow of the fist slammed on the gangqi, making a series of dull sounds.

Seeing that he couldn't break Dongfang Mo's aura for the time being, the sturdy man's expression was overwhelming, and he had to withdraw and retreat before making plans.

But as soon as he turned around, the fishy wind that had been shattered by him before condensed again and rushed towards the door in front of him.

At the critical moment, the strong man spread out his clenched fist and pressed it forward with one palm.

"Whew!"

The magic sand was suppressed downward by his strong palm wind, but these insects also seemed to be aroused to be ferocious, and the insect chirp that made people's eardrums tingle, still blowing through his lower body.

Suddenly, I saw that this person's trousers became empty, and his legs were gone.

"Ahh

The stout man let out a scream, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Smack!"

However, before he could react, from the demonic aura, a slender palm stretched out and covered his skull.

In the next moment, a strong suction force came, and I saw that this person's eyes were dilated, and then the fishy wind blew, and his body disappeared without a trace.

Dongfang Mo waved his hand to put away the person's storage bag, and galloped away.

Next, everyone who met him was a person of outstanding strength, thinking that he could suppress him, but in the end, he didn't last for a moment, and all of them died under the magic sand.

"Hahaha!"

Dongfang Mo's heart was excited, and he let out a burst of laughter. In his opinion, these so-called geniuses of the Eastern Regions are just a superficial appearance, and compared to Han Ling, they are not half a star worse.

And after the magic sand devoured the flesh of these people, it finally made up for it and stopped continuing to fight against him. However, the ferocity of these insects is becoming more and more wild, and it is becoming more and more difficult to control.

Half a day later, just when Dongfang Mo slashed a short man and was about to put away his storage bag.

"Hula!"

Suddenly, a gloomy white bony claw poked out, grabbing his wrist.

(There will be a chapter in a moment)