Now the storage bag in Dongfang Mo's hand was naturally obtained after killing the Silver Horn Demon Clan in the stone tower on Peng Island. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the past four years, after he broke through to the infant realm, he basically consolidated his cultivation, and then refined his natal stone, and also refined the magic sand.

It's just that he needs a process to completely consolidate his cultivation and adapt to the skyrocketing strength after the breakthrough, and it is not something that can be done in a short time.

And after doing all this, he immediately remembered the storage bag that he had obtained from the Silver Horn Demon Clan. So he didn't hesitate to take out the storage bag, ready to open it, so as to see if there was anything in it that the bone teeth said, the secret of the Silver Thunder Clan, the Three Lives Technique.

After he broke through to the Infant Transformation Realm, his strength was naturally unspeakable, and it only took a few days to easily break the prohibition on the storage bag.

However, what he didn't expect was that after opening that layer of prohibition, there was a more mysterious layer of prohibition, and this layer of prohibition, no matter what method he tried, was as indifferent as if it had taken root.

After seven or eight breaths, he saw the green flame in his mouth and the flame in his eyes, and then he fell into deep thought.

And just for a moment, I heard him exclaim: "Grandpa Bone knows."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Dongfang Mo looked at him suspiciously.

"It's amazing, the layer of prohibition you opened before is actually just for concealment, in order to cover the more subtle prohibition below and avoid breath leakage."

"Why is that?" Dongfang Mo was puzzled.

"If Grandpa Bone is right, this storage bag should not have belonged to the silver-horned demon, but to someone else, but for some reason, the storage bag was obtained by the silver-horned demon."

And after the silver-horned demon got the storage bag, he couldn't open it. But in order to prevent the owner of the storage bag from coming to him, he arranged another layer of covering on the original prohibition of the storage bag, so as not to sense the breath of the owner of the storage bag. ”

"Oh?" Dongfang Mo touched his chin and pondered the meaning of Gu Ya's words. And after he pondered for a moment, he felt that what this old said still made some sense.

"By the way, Grandpa Bone wants to remind you that if you can make the Silver Horn Demon and you unable to open the ban, then the original owner of this storage bag will at least cultivate in the Divine Journey Realm in Grandpa Bone's opinion."

As soon as the words of the bone teeth fell, Dongfang Mo was startled in his heart. Immediately, his mana stirred up and poured into the storage bag in his hand.

But then, his face was slightly gloomy. Because he felt that the prohibition was like an iron wall, and it really didn't look like it could be arranged by a Infant Transformation Realm cultivator.

"Oops!"

Thinking of this, his expression immediately changed, and then he waved his hand again and again, and made one magic decision after another at the storage bag mountain in his hand.

It didn't take long for him to place another layer of seals to cover up the prohibition. At this point, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you afraid of, this low-law star field can't accommodate a powerhouse in the iQue Realm, even if he can sense it, that person is outside this star field." Guya looked at him disdainfully.

"Can't fit it? Then tell me what is going on with His Holiness Pure Lotus. And what's going on with the big demon of the Wandering Realm, Kuzang. Dongfang Mo asked rhetorically.

"Pure Lotus Venerable?" Gu Ya looked at Dongfang Mo as if he was an idiot, and then spoke: "Do you know what kind of cultivation that bald donkey is?" The old bald donkey said what he said, and the power of the law was a fart in front of him. ”

"And the evil monk called Kuzang, it's true that he is in the realm of divine travel, but isn't he also oppressed by the power of the law."

Hearing Gu Ya's words, Dongfang Mo snorted coldly: "Hmph, be careful to make the Ten Thousand Year Ship."

As the words fell, he picked up the storage bag again, added two layers of seals and prohibitions to it, and then hung it on his waist.

"What's next for you?"

Seeing his cautious appearance, Guya didn't care, and then changed the topic and asked.

Hearing this, the corners of Dongfang Mo's mouth lifted.

"Now that Xiaodao has broken through to the infant realm, the whole world can be obtained, so it is natural to drink the best wine, eat the best meat, and find a few of the most beautiful beautiful girls."

"Hey, hey, hey, although the words are a bit cheesy, but there is still a little bit of domineering. But don't think that it will be impossible to break through to the infant realm, and wait until you really become the strongest one day, and then say this. "Bone tooth tract.

"Is the strongest of the party!" Dongfang Mo muttered to himself.

The next moment he nodded: "Maybe." ”

In his opinion, his cultivation path over the years is first to live, then drink the best wine, eat the best meat, and then take a few beautiful women. As everyone knows, with his experience, especially in these years of running around, his "great ambition" has imperceptibly made him breed a heart that wants to become a strong person.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo stood up, and then stuffed the bone teeth into the spirit beast bag, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

At his current speed, in a matter of moments, he was already in front of a huge palace gate.

After looking at the three big characters engraved on the palace gate, Dongfang Mo looked down at the two female disciples of the Qi refining period who looked a little stunned at the door and said, "Please tell me, Xiaodao Fangmo, I want to see the head of your courtyard." ”

Hearing this, the two goddesses' colors changed slightly, but after feeling the other party's unfathomable cultivation, one of the two daughters looked at Dongfang Mo very cleverly and said, "Senior, please wait a moment, juniors will go and tell the elders." ”

With that, the woman turned around and left quickly.

Dongfang Mo was not in a hurry, but waited quietly.

But he didn't notice that a seemingly out of the middle of a storage bag on his waist shook suddenly. Moreover, the layers of prohibitions he had arranged on the storage bag were also trembling slightly, and the aura on the surface gradually dimmed at a slow speed.

At the same time, on a deserted island in the East China Sea, an old man dressed in white was uniting several Terran Qi refining period cultivators and fighting happily with a group of demon clans.

The old man kept grabbing a handful of low-level talismans from his arms and threw them towards the monks of the demon clan in front of him.

With the explosion of the talisman, many demon clan monks were disgraced, and they looked at the old man and killed him again and again.

However, the old man didn't care about this, and the talisman in his bosom seemed to be endless.

If Dongfang Mo was here, he would definitely recognize that this old man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes was the old storyteller in Niujiao City back then, and he had seen this person once on Netherworld Island later.

Just when the old man was desperately activating the talisman and beating the demon clan monk was miserable, suddenly his movements slammed down.

"Buzz!"

Then an invisible aura swept away, and under this breath, whether it was a human race or a demon clan monk, their bodies seemed to be frozen, and even the talisman that shot in the air was also frozen.

There was a strange blue glow in the old man's eyes, and at this time, his body trembled with excitement, and he said with an excited expression:

"Finally sensed."

As soon as the words fell, the old man's figure disappeared out of thin air.

And those human and demon monks, after the old man's body disappeared, the frozen body actually began to "melt", and finally turned into a stream of turquoise aura, dissipating between heaven and earth.