"Click!"

The air around him, like frozen ice, made a crisp sound. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info felt the powerful coercion permeating, and Dongfang Mo's expression changed greatly. The figure staggered and froze in place.

The old man stopped in front of the two of them, first glanced at Dongfang Mo, then retracted his gaze, looked at the light gauze woman on the side and said:

"Why don't you run away!"

The light veil woman was panting, and when she heard his words, she raised her head, but she couldn't see her expression clearly because her face was hidden.

"You also have some skills, you have actually hidden in Demon Yang City for several years, and you have escaped from the old man for more than ten days." Listen to the old man continue.

"Hmph, as a Baby Transformation Realm monk, is it such a small-bellied chicken intestine?" The light gauze woman snorted coldly and finally spoke.

"Don't mention these words again, since you dare to take food from your mouth, you must be prepared to bear the anger of the old man."

"The little girl has already run out of spiritual materials, even if you kill me now, it won't help." The light gauze woman said again.

Hearing this, the old man's expression sank suddenly, and then Sen Ran spoke: "Kill you, at least you can relieve your hatred." ”

The light gauze woman's body trembled, unable to speak.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Dongfang Mo, who was standing on the side, had an extremely ugly face, he didn't want to get involved in the grievances between the two. So his mana was agitated, and he prepared to slowly retreat backwards.

"Huh?"

The old man looked at it with some feeling, and under his gaze, Dongfang Mo only felt that the squeezing force around his body was even worse, making his body seem to be stuck in the mud.

The thought flickered in his mind, and then he smiled.

"Xiaodao is just passing through here, and he has nothing to do with the two, and he doesn't want to get involved in the affairs of the two, and he hopes that the seniors will raise their noble hands and let Xiaodao leave." After speaking, Dongfang Mo also looked at the old man and arched his hand very respectfully.

"You are a thing, and you deserve to talk like this to the old man. Since you have seen this scene, you must not be left behind. ”

The old man looked at him and smiled contemptuously, then stretched out his right hand backwards and grabbed him in the air.

"Whew!"

A big hand condensed by mana immediately pinched Dongfang Mo's neck. At the same time, a qi machine locked him on, making him unable to move.

Seeing that this person was quite unreasonable, Dongfang Mo's anger rose sharply in his heart. At the critical moment, he grabbed the dust with both hands, and the mana poured like a tide, and then raised it above his head and slashed it fiercely.

"Huh!"

The silver-white silk was instantly elongated, like a sharp sword, and it slashed into the crystal hand.

Suddenly, I only heard a crisp sound of "click", and the big hand condensed by mana was unexpectedly torn apart, and then turned into pieces of spiritual light.

"Hmm!"

Dongfang Mo's face turned pale, and he suffered a huge force, his body was as uncomfortable as turning over the river and the sea, and his body was even more bombarded and retreated five or six zhang before he stood firm.

"Huh!"

The old man withdrew his outstretched palm, and looked at Dongfang Mo in great surprise at this time.

Although he had struck casually before, ordinary Ning Dan Realm monks might not have been able to take it, but he didn't expect that this was just a Taoist priest in the foundation building period, and he was able to force it, which really surprised him.

At this time, the light gauze woman standing on the side also turned to look at Dongfang Mo, but she still couldn't see her expression.

Dongfang Mo Huoran raised his head and looked at the old man, and the cold light flickered in his eyes. But he knew very well that the gap between him and this person was not of the same magnitude at all, so his body turned over, and all his mana was submerged in the Sky Shuttle under his feet, and then galloped away in the opposite direction.

"It's kind of interesting!"

The old man saw Dongfang Mo's fleeing back and did not rush to chase after him, but showed a hint of amusement on his face, and then saw his palm stretched out and put it in front of him and kept pinching it.

"Boom!"

With his movements, the void around him suddenly trembled.

Dongfang Mo's galloping figure was like a boat in the waves, and it immediately became crumbling.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo's expression became iron-blue, the Infant Transformation Realm cultivator was able to tear open the space, needless to say that the void around him had been disturbed by this person, and now even if he wanted to use the Great Shift Talisman, I am afraid it would not have any effect.

"Now only if you and I join forces, maybe it is possible to escape."

At this time, in Dongfang Mo's mind, a divine sense transmission suddenly sounded.

Dongfang Mo turned to look at the light gauze woman, who was naturally the one who transmitted the voice to him just now, but the corners of his mouth immediately raised a sneer.

The magic power of the heavenly shuttle under his feet can travel through the void for a short time, and now the space is unstable, but under the encouragement of his mana, he still staggered forward.

"Stubborn resistance!"

Seeing that Dongfang Mo was still dying, the old man finally lost his patience. He reached out from his cuffs, grabbed a handful of black powder, and then sprinkled it at Dongfang Mo's back.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, I heard a low chirping of insects.

Dongfang Mo suddenly turned his head, and then his pupils shrank sharply, and he saw that those black powders were actually small mosquitoes with crystal clear wings.

These spirit insects were extremely fast, and after being sprinkled by the old man, they immediately scattered in all directions, turned into a black cloth, and shrouded him in front of him.

Just as Dongfang Mo was thinking about countermeasures, a yellow gourd on his waist shook violently.

Dongfang Mo looked down, and then there was a gleam in his eyes, he took off the gourd without hesitation, and bent his fingers to bounce the plug away.

"Buzz!"

Another monstrous insect roar came, and then a scarlet vortex swept out, instantly rolling the spirit insect under the hood into it.

For a moment, I saw the whirlpool stirring wildly, and the two insect clouds collided and entangled fiercely. The monstrous insect chirp made people's eardrums vibrate, their scalps tingle, and Dongfang Mo's face couldn't help but turn a little paler.

"Mutant Spirit Worm!"

At this time, when the old man saw the scarlet vortex cast by Dongfang Mo, his expression changed slightly.

He is a Infant Transformation Realm cultivator of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect, and his understanding of spirit insects is probably beyond the reach of the ten Dongfang Mo Cities.

And when he saw the appearance of Mosha, he touched his chin with a breath. He seemed to sense a strange aura from these insects. And just by breathing, he exclaimed.

"Alien Beast Blood!"

At this point, when he looked at Mosha again, his face showed uncontrollable greed.

With a "bang", I saw that his figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of two tumbling insect clouds.

The old man reached out and took out a cloth bag that was as black as ink.

"Poof!"

Then he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on it, and at the same time the mana was injected into it.

I don't know what the material is, but it suddenly swelled, and a terrifying suction suddenly came. The two insect clouds that were struggling fiercely seemed to be pulled from large to small, and they were sucked in by him in an instant.

The old man pulled a rope at the mouth of the cloth bag, and with a "scratch" sound, the cloth bag was tightly sealed.

At this time, you can still see the cloth bag constantly vibrating, and the two insect clouds inside are still eating each other.

"Hahaha!"

Looking at the cloth bag in his hand, the old man looked up and let out a burst of laughter.

And seeing that the magic sand was actually taken away by this person with a wave of his hand, Dongfang Mo was shocked in his heart, and he had a new understanding of the strength of the Infant Transformation Realm cultivator.

But these spirit worms are very important to him, and there must be no mistakes. While the old man was still immersed in ecstasy, his wrist turned, and the silver-white whisk was suddenly tightened into a hemp rope, which drilled towards the back of the man's heart.

"Huh?"

The old man turned around with some sense, and scoffed at Dongfang Mo's movements. Its large hand stretched out and slapped it violently.

"Click, click!"

The old man shot out with all his might, and a huge palm with clear lines slapped towards Dongfang Mo's head, and the surrounding space was directly shattered.

Before the dust of Dongfang Mo was approaching, I heard a muffled sound of "bang". He didn't even have time to induce a layer of qi, and he flew out upside down without the slightest resistance.

Its slender body slammed into the earth, smashing it into a deep black pit.

At this time, what appears to be a broken bone can also be heard.

The old man didn't look at him, but came back to his senses and continued to look at the cloth bag in his hand, his eyes full of excitement.

"The potential of these spirit insects is immeasurable, creation, hahaha......"

But after only three or five breaths, his laughter stopped abruptly, and he remembered that there seemed to be another person here.

She turned to look at the light veil woman.

"Alright, it's your turn." (To be continued.) )