In this way, most of the day passed, and the blood-colored skeleton that was pressed under the natal stone by Dongfang Mo finally got older and smaller. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

During this period, the black skeleton bound by the magic sand wanted to kill towards Dongfang Mo, but the magic sand was already furious, making a earth-shattering humming sound. At first, the black skeleton could still stand, but by this time he had fallen to the ground, his body seemed to be covered by an invisible film, and he could only twitch from time to time, but he was unable to stand up at all.

Now Dongfang Mo's eyes were closed, and he was constantly refining and absorbing the blood-colored skeleton under the natal stone.

In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed, and he finally opened his eyes as he sat cross-legged. I saw that the three-zhang size natal stone, like a magnificent mountain, stood in front of him. The palm of his hand stretched out, and then slowly lifted it.

"Boom!"

The natal stone slowly rose, and the air was shaken with a dull sound. And an invisible oppression came to the face, blowing the long strands of long hair scattered by Dongfang Mo.

If you look closely at this time, you will find that his raised arm is trembling slightly, looking a little difficult.

And a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, because he clearly felt that the weight of the natal stone had reached 150,000 catties. If it weren't for the fact that this stone was his natal weapon, he would never have been able to lift it.

Looking at the place again, a pile of white powdery things in the shape of a human was scattered. Under the oppression of the natal stone, the white powder was blown and dissipated in the air, and then disappeared.

The blood-colored skeleton was drained of the essence of his body by him, integrated into the natal stone, and now it was completely annihilated.

It's just that Dongfang Mo didn't expect that after refining it, the natal stone would increase by tens of thousands of catties, which was comparable to his efforts in the previous years. Thinking of this, he Huo Ran set his eyes on the black skeleton that was bound by the magic sand.

At this time, the black skeleton had been swallowed by the magic sand to the thickness of a piece of paper, but he was still struggling frantically, obviously not hurting the roots.

Dongfang Mo's eyes rolled, if he could absorb this skeleton together, the weight of his natal stone should be able to reach 200,000 catties, and the power at that time would probably be more than doubled.

Although it will be extremely difficult to control, but in terms of this disadvantage alone, the attraction to Dongfang Mo is still extremely huge. Thinking of this, he licked his tongue with some excitement, and then waved his hand.

"Whew!"

The natal stone roared and instantly came to the position above the black skull.

Then with a move of his free left hand, Mosha was suddenly pulled and was about to gallop towards him.

However, these insects were now aroused with ferocity, emitting a monstrous insect chirping, and as soon as they got up, they immediately pounced back, attached to the black skeleton, and continued to eat.

Dongfang Mo picked up the yellow gourd on his waist, and the mana rolled into it. Coupled with the manipulation of his mind, in an instant, he saw the magic sand shaking and burrowing into the gourd in his hand.

"Teng!"

At this moment, the black skeleton suddenly stood up, and now his originally smooth and black halo surface, if you look closely, it has become covered with small pits, extremely rough. Because of being eaten by the magic sand, it lost its original luster.

This skeleton has a very high level of intelligence, before seeing Dongfang Mo kill the blood-colored skeleton, at this moment his empty eye sockets glanced at a huge stone ball in the air, as if he was a little jealous, and then his body was in a flower, and fled into the distance.

However, in the next moment, a powerful and incomparable gravity came violently.

If it is said that the blood-colored skeleton was blocked by the gravity emitted by the natal stone for a moment before it was suppressed. So now that the power of the natal stone has risen sharply, the black skeleton "snapped", and its entire body lay on the ground. It trembled, but could not lift its head up.

"Shhh

Dongfang Mo's breath was suffocated, and now the mana in his body was almost half drained, but he was still extremely surprised when he saw the power of the natal stone.

Then the arm fell suddenly.

"Boom...... Click! "The natal stone directly submerged the black skeleton lying on the ground and could not move.

But after a loud bang, Dongfang Mo's ears trembled, and he seemed to hear a sound that seemed to be something shattering, so his divine sense exploded and shrouded forward.

Immediately, it was found that a thin crack appeared on the arm of the black skeleton.

Dongfang Mo knew how hard this skeleton's body was, although there was a reason for being eaten by the magic sand, but now that the natal stone was smashed, his body was finally destroyed, which showed that the power of the natal stone had really increased too much.

So he closed his eyes again and began to operate the law. I saw that on the suppressed black skeleton, wisps of pure black qi overflowed and merged into his natal stone.

In this way, although the black skeleton struggled from time to time, it eventually quieted down as time passed.

Nearly ten days passed, and on this day, Dongfang Mo opened his eyes suddenly. His mind moved, and the natal stone the size of three zhang in front of him floated up again.

As expected, the black skeleton below had turned into a pile of humanoid powder. Under the blow, it disappeared into the dim air again.

Dongfang Mo didn't care about this, but his eyes were straight and staring at the natal stone suspended in front of him.

Under his gaze, the three-zhang size natal stone slowly shrank, and finally turned into a fist-sized and was pinched in his hand.

Feeling the rough and simple atmosphere on the natal stone, Dongfang Mo took a deep breath and calmed down his excitement.

As he expected, the weight of the natal stone has indeed soared to more than 200,000 catties, and now that it is mobilized, even if he uses his mana with all his strength, I am afraid that he will only be exhausted after only a few times.

In this regard, Dongfang Mo not only did not have any frustration, but was extremely excited. With this thing in hand, he would definitely be able to kill an ordinary Ning Dan Realm cultivator.

After playing with the stone bead in his hand for a while, he opened his mouth and swallowed it into his stomach and continued to warm up.

Just when he was secretly happy, his expression suddenly moved, and he didn't even need to exert his ear power, he suddenly turned sideways to look at the huge tomb that was more than ten zhang high not far away.

"Bones!"

It turned out to be a brown stone that rolled down from the very top of the grave.

The stone was about the size of a fist, and it rolled down to a distance of three feet in front of Dongfang Mo before it stood still.

At this moment, it seemed that only a gust of wind was blowing around, and it fell into a brief treachery.

Dongfang Mo's mind spun quickly, looking at the brown stone in front of him, there was a dazzling red on the surface, as if it was the blood of the previous Demon Sect monk.

Dongfang Mo slowly raised his head and looked at the grave in front of him again.

He had wondered why the two skeletons had led him and the other monks here. And after seeing the blood-colored skeleton slashing the Ghost Demon Sect monk, and the latter's body was sucked dry of essence blood by this tomb, he had a faint guess in his heart.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Just as Dongfang Mo was groaning, on the grave in front of him, suddenly several more stones rolled down.

A low rumbling sound followed. The head of the tomb shook violently, and the stones on top of it rolled down in all directions.

Seeing this scene, although Dongfang Mo was surprised, he still stretched out his palm and took a shot in the air.

"Whew!"

The dust that had not been on the grave was sucked up by him and grabbed it in his hands.

Then, in his astonished gaze, all the stones on the grave were scattered, revealing one of the square stone platforms three zhang long and wide.

What attracts Dongfang ink is that in the middle of the stone platform, there is a coffin that is Xu zhang long and three feet wide.

The coffin was covered in black light, as if it was made of black steel and stone. The angular body of the coffin, as well as the arched lid that presents a graceful curve, make this coffin look extremely quaint.

On the surface of the coffin, there are no patterns or patterns inscribed. However, at the four corners of the coffin, there is a gold-colored chain stretched straight and binding the coffin in the middle of the stone platform.

And if you look closely, you will find that there were two identical golden chains on the coffin lid, which entwined the coffin lid and the coffin body. But at this time, the two golden chains had broken into four knots and fell on the stone platform, although they still emitted golden light, but they were much dimmer.

After the coffin appeared, the surroundings immediately fell into a deathly silence, and even the gusts of yin wind stopped, and it became audible for falling pins. This silence is enough to give people goosebumps.

But after only more than ten breaths, the huge coffin actually shook.

"Whoa!"

Then the lid of the coffin, which had lost its golden chain, fell to the ground with a sound of rubbing, a "clang".

Dongfang Mo's heart jumped, and his eyes subconsciously looked towards the coffin.

Immediately, he was shocked to find that in the coffin was a shriveled corpse.

The corpse was dressed in a shabby, hole-ridden gray garment. His hair was sallow and curly, covered in dust. The flesh is covered only by a layer of black skin wrapped around the bones. Charred teeth are as dull as fossils. His jaw was twisted, and his mouth was hollow open. And his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and only a black slit could be seen, tightly closed.

On top of the shriveled corpse, there were five golden, about a foot in length, which sank into the palms of the corpse's hands, the soles of the legs, and the center of the eyebrows of the skull. It seems that the reason for his death is precisely because of these five golden spikes.

However, Dongfang Mo was surprised to find that the two palms of the shriveled corpse were exposed, one was black, and the other was blood-colored. Looking up, his cheeks drew a vertical line from the middle of the bridge of his nose, which seemed to be half black and half blood. It's just that he has been lying in the coffin with his face sideways, and he didn't see it clearly before.

Seeing this scene, for some reason, Dongfang Mo suddenly remembered that the two black and blood-colored skeletons before, maybe there was some connection between the three.

So his consciousness swept away, and he spread out towards the front. But he scanned back and forth several times, but he never found anything special about the shriveled corpse, as if it were an ordinary corpse.

The scene where the essence blood of the Demon Sect monk was sucked dry and soaked into the grave had been spared in his heart, so with his suspicious nature, he looked at this corpse and hesitated a little.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, an invisible wave of divine consciousness surged from the shriveled corpse in front of him, and instantly affected Dongfang Mo's body.

Dongfang Mo's expression changed greatly, and he was shocked to find that his body seemed to be imprisoned under this divine consciousness. No, to be precise, it seems that he has lost control of his body. The consciousness is still there, but it just can't control its body.

"Huh!"

In the coffin in front of him, the hollow eye socket of the shriveled corpse cracked a small crack at this moment. A pair of cloudy pupils seemed to turn a little.

"Shhh

At this point, Dongfang Mo gasped.