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If you look closely, one of them is a thin Taoist priest who does not smile, and the other is an old man with a cane.

After seeing these two people, Dongfang Mo immediately recognized that the thin Taoist priest was the head of the Nanlu Academy, and the old man was the head of the Beichen Academy. When these two people opened the Cave Heaven Blessed Land back then, he had met from afar and was more impressed.

"No, that magic weapon can not only find the traces of the two of us, but also slow us down. Go separately, or no one will want to leave today. ”

At this time, the swarthy man of the Heavenly Bull Clan among the two looked at the huge yin and yang fish eyeballs in the sky behind him, and then turned to the snake-tailed young man beside him and said.

"Good!"

The snake-tailed youth nodded without any hesitation.

After the words fell, the two separated left and right in a very tacit understanding and fled into the distance.

Seeing that the two of them were separated and fled, the thin Taoist priest and the old man behind the two also split into two and chased after the two.

If these two people were allowed to escape from the range of the Taiyi Dao Palace, if the two of them could tear through the void, it would be even more difficult to catch up.

At this time, He Yu and Dongfang Mo were standing in the air, seeing this scene, He Yu chased after the snake-tailed young man in the demon clan without thinking.

After Dongfang Mo pondered for a while, he finally stomped on his feet and stopped at the swarthy man of the Tianniu Clan.

He was extremely curious about why the figure of the demon clan monk appeared in the distant land of the Western Regions.

And with the halfway interception of the two of them, the swarthy man and the snake-tailed youth were suddenly surrounded by the four of them.

The slender eyes of the snake-tailed young man narrowed, he reached out and grabbed it from his waist, and took out a black stone talisman, only to see that after he bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the stone talisman.

In an instant, the stone talisman erupted with a pale yellow aura, submerging his figure.

"Wear the forbidden charm!"

When she saw the stone talisman, He Yu seemed to see some doorways, only to hear her surprised voice.

"It's kind of interesting that the Terran monks in the land of the Terran still recognize the forbidden talisman of our clan."

The snake-tailed youth in the pale yellow aura smiled, a little surprised.

"Whew!"

After the words fell, his figure fell sharply.

Then there was a "boom", and his body smashed the earth into a deep pit, and then disappeared into it.

If you can see it, you will find that the many prohibitions arranged under the Taiyi Dao Palace are nothing for the snake-tailed young man with a pale yellow spiritual light, and this person can actually walk unhindered. And in a matter of moments, he escaped thousands of feet from the ground.

"I want to go!"

He Yu sneered, the woman's eyes closed as if sensing something, and then she opened her eyes suddenly, and then stepped on her jade feet, her delicate body pressed against the ground, and shot forward, followed by a figure walking underground.

When the old man saw this, after thinking about it for a while, he actually jumped into the deep pit smashed by the snake-tailed young man before, and disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the dark man of the demon clan, now there is the thin Taoist priest chasing after this person, and a slender figure has appeared in front of him to block it.

"Look for death!"

The swarthy man looked at Dongfang Mo in front of him, his expression furious. As he galloped, he instantly raised his right fist. I saw that he was wearing a purple fist on his fist, and then he punched Dongfang Mo in the air.

"Whew!"

A fist mark grew from small to large, and finally swelled to the size of more than ten zhang, with a strong coercion, and blasted towards Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo felt an astonishing spiritual pressure rushing towards him before he got close, but looking at this fist print, his eyes flashed with a glint instead.

Now that he has just advanced, he still doesn't know how his strength compares to that of the Infant Transformation Realm cultivator. The swarthy man in front of him was also in the early stage of the infant realm, so he just had a try.

After a sneer, his mana rolled into the dust in his hand, and he swept it from the bottom up.

"Huh!"

The silver-white whisk was tightened into a hemp rope, turned into a ten-zhang long silver ray, and drew towards the purple fist print.

"Smack!"

After the two clashed, there was a crisp sound. Then the purple fist mark split apart and turned into pieces of spiritual light.

And the silver-white whisk was also hit by a huge force and bounced back.

But after taking this blow, Dongfang Mo just shook his body, unloaded that force, and easily stood firm.

As for the swarthy man, after the fist mark was shattered, his figure was as if he had been hit hard, and his footsteps retreated several feet away before he stopped.

Dongfang Mo's eyes showed a strange glow. He was on par with this person's cultivation, but before he only used seven points of strength, he was able to shake back the Heavenly Bull Clan monk who was known for his strength, which showed that he was more than one step stronger than this person.

And he just thought about it, and immediately understood the truth. This is because of the continuous compression of the mana in his body over the past few decades. The strength of the mana in his body is more than three times stronger than that of a monk of the same level. Now compared to the average mid-stage cultivator of the infant realm, it is not far behind.

Thinking of this, he was overjoyed and had a general understanding of his strength.

At this time, the swarthy man in the distance stood still, and looked at Dongfang Mo with a look of horror, he was actually shocked back by a Terran monk of the same rank with his strength, which he had never imagined. Could it be that Dongfang Mo is also a rare freak among the Terran monks?

And if he knew that Dongfang Mo hadn't used his full strength, I'm afraid he would be even more shocked.

At this moment, the thin Taoist priest from the Nanlu Courtyard behind him finally arrived. The man pulled it out behind his back, and with the sound of a sword "groaning", a three-foot-long money sword made of copper coins came out of its sheath.

"Shhhh

The thin Taoist priest slashed at the swarthy man's head, and a dazzling golden light suddenly tore the air apart.

"Humph!"

The swarthy man snorted coldly, only to see him standing in mid-air, still with a simple punch, blasting towards the golden light above his head.

"Bang!"

The moment the purple fist mark and the golden light touched, the golden light collapsed in an instant. The dark man's purple fist mark was only a few points dimmed, and he continued to blast towards the thin Taoist priest.

The thin Taoist priest was taken aback when he saw this, but he reacted very quickly with his fingers and flicked his fingers at the fist prints that came from him.

"Whew!"

A red spark came first, and it didn't make it into the fist print. Then the purple fist mark of the power dropped greatly, and it was about to crack inch by inch.

The swarthy man looked at Dongfang Mo, then at the thin Taoist priest, and then at his sinister figure.

"Huh!"

In the next breath, I saw him ghostly appear behind the thin Taoist priest, and then with a snort, he smashed his vest with a punch.

In his opinion, this old way is easier to deal with than Dongfang Mo. He was ready to kill this person at a lightning speed first, and then deal with Dongfang Mo.

His body was so silent that even his divine sense could not detect it. When the thin Taoist priest found out, the swarthy man's fist was less than a foot away from his body.

The thin Taoist Gujing Wubo's face finally changed, and in the flash of light, he took out a talisman and pinched it to explode.

As he breathed, a golden bell shrouded around him, enveloping him.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the golden bell jar in front of the thin Taoist priest cracked, and his figure flew out upside down.

"Hmm!"

At this time, his face turned red, and a wisp of red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Hahaha!"

The swarthy man had a slight advantage, how could he let it go.

"Huh!"

I saw that his figure disappeared again and appeared in front of the thin old man.

"Boom!"

He shook his fists and turned into an afterimage. One illusory fist, like raindrops, covered all parts of the thin Taoist priest's body.

The thin old man's expression changed greatly, and the palm holding the money sword shook.

"Whoa!"

I saw that the money sword suddenly collapsed and turned into scattered copper coins, and then all the copper coins seemed to be pulled, and instantly condensed and pieced together into a small yellow shield, blocking in front of him.

"Bang bang bang ......" The next moment, I heard a series of muffled sounds.

Under the stormy attack of the dark man, the thin Taoist priest's face became more and more pale, and he retreated again and again without the power to resist.

"Die!"

Suddenly, the purple light of the fist glove in the swarthy man's hand shone brightly, and then he leaned back, leaned forward violently, and smashed his fist into the middle of the small shield composed of copper coins.

"Bang!"

Under this punch, the small shield of copper coins suddenly exploded, and countless copper coins scattered from the air.

"Poof!"

And this time, the thin Taoist priest directly opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

Unexpectedly, he only fell half a move, and he was forced by this person step by step, this person is not only strong, but also has an incredible sense of battle.

The dark man's eyes were red, and at this time, his five fingers stretched out into claws, and he unexpectedly took out the old dantian that was completely exposed in front of him.

Just when Lao Dao had already taken out a yellow talisman again, ready to pinch and explode. The next moment, a slender figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The moment this person appeared, he used his palm as a knife, his palm blade lit up with a pale golden light, and with a flick of his arm, he slashed at the palm of the swarthy man's clawed hand.

"Ding!"

After the two of them exchanged palms, there was a crisp sound of metal colliding. The swarthy man's expression changed drastically, and he took seven or eight steps back.

After standing still, he looked at Dongfang Mo who suddenly appeared in anger, at this time his entire right arm was trembling slightly, watching the pale golden light on Dongfang Mo's palm gradually dim, his face was full of jealousy.

In a fit of rage, he burst out and disappeared suddenly.

In this regard, Dongfang Mo's ears trembled slightly, and he looked at a certain position on his side, only to see him slash the dust in his hand with disdain.

"Bang!"

A purple fist appeared and smashed into the whisk, blocking the blow, but the swarthy man's figure was forced out.

Dongfang Mo looked at the angry person and chuckled, and then his arm rotated wildly, waving the dust into silver light.

The swarthy man was shocked, but as soon as he gritted his teeth, he suddenly raised his fists to meet him.

The battle between the two made it impossible to see the real body, only a muffled sound could be heard coming from mid-air, and at the same time, a violent mana fluctuation spread, setting off a hurricane.

"Boom!"

After more than ten breaths, the two of them finally separated after a blow.

Dongfang Mo's body still stood still just shaking, but the swarthy man retreated. Now his arms were numb, as if he had lost consciousness.

"It seems that if I don't give you some color, you don't know how the dead word is written."

When the words fell, the swarthy man's body trembled wildly, and his eyes suddenly turned red. Then his flesh swelled abruptly in a large circle with a click, turning into a strong man with a bull's head at a height of a few feet.

The horns on this person's head are curved to the sky, two feet long, and the black light on it is so dark that just looking at it gives people a chilling feeling.

"Whew...... Whew......"

As he breathed heavily, two puffs of white air continued to erupt from his nostrils.

Dongfang Mo had killed a Heavenly Bull Clan's Ning Dan Realm cultivator back then, and after refining that person's divine soul, he learned from his mouth that the change in the dark man in front of him was the manifestation of the body. Now his strength will be at least half stronger than before.

He had fought with this person before, and he clearly understood his strength, so he also lost the patience to fight with this person.

"Your cowhide is good, Xiaodao is worried that you need to refine an insect bag, so use this cowhide of Daoyou."

"Don't be ashamed, die!"

The swarthy man was furious, and said angrily. When the words fell, I saw him clasp his hands together, clenched into fists, and then stepped on his feet, and his body spun like a top, turning into a black whirlwind.

And this person was extremely fast, teleporting in front of Dongfang Mo, and the black whirlwind collided head-on with him.