"Demon Suppression Map!"

Looking at the demonic soul qi that rolled like a demon wall in front of him, the gray-haired young man muttered in disbelief. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Dongfang Mofa made a decisive move, and the demonic soul qi viciously covered it, trapping the gray-haired young man and Fang Yuan hundreds of zhang in it.

And in this process, the gray-haired young man was only a little suspicious at first, and then he was indifferent, and even let the demonic soul be under the cover.

Although Dongfang Mo was a little strange about this person's indifferent appearance, he was still moved in the next breath.

Suddenly, thousands of demon spirits let out a screaming roar, and all of them rushed towards the gray-haired youth, and in an instant, the gray-haired youth was surrounded in all directions.

"It's just a group of low-level demon souls, if you have a Divine Journey Realm demon soul, maybe I'll be a little more jealous, now, I will kill as many as you have."

Dongfang Mo was standing not far away, and then he heard the voice of the gray-haired youth surrounded by demon spirits.

"Groan!"

The words fell, and a crisp and pleasant sword roar came from them.

Then Dongfang Mo saw that in the black pressed demon soul, wisps of silver light shot out.

The silver light didn't know what it was, and after piercing through the body of the demon soul, all the demon souls let out a frightened scream, and then they festered and gradually evaporated.

Fortunately, in the next breath, more demon souls continued to pounce without fear of death under the control of Dongfang Mo, suppressing the silver light back.

"Humph!"

The gray-haired young man snorted coldly, only to hear the sound of the sword roaring loudly.

"Woo Woo ......"

The silver light turned into a burst of silver sword qi, and from a distance, countless demon souls were like dark clouds wrapped in the sun, all of which were illuminated and eroded, and turned into green smoke in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo finally frowned, the strength of this person's magical power was still beyond his expectations.

Although there is no shortage of these demon soul cultivators, and there are even a few of them in the infant realm, but the demon souls are demon souls, and after losing their flesh, they have no cultivation, but they can't exert the strength corresponding to their cultivation, and they can only win by numbers.

If you encounter a supernatural person with the ability to restrain demon souls, the power of these demon souls will be suppressed to the maximum.

Seeing that many demon souls were killed by the gray-haired youth in an instant, the law that Dongfang Mo pinched changed.

With the sound of swishing, a large black raindrop was hidden in the pitch-black demon soul qi, and it was as fast as lightning and disappeared into the dazzling small sun in front of it.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

I heard a dense crackle of metal clash coming from it, and then a large black raindrop was ejected as if it had hit some hard object.

Suddenly, the silver light on the gray-haired young man's body immediately dimmed, revealing his figure from it.

At this time, his face was slightly pale, and he obviously suffered a small loss under the attack of the black rain stone.

Looking at the retreating demon souls around him, the gray-haired young man looked up at Dongfang Mo and smiled, about to kill him. But in the next moment, his face changed drastically and he leaned his upper body back.

"Whew!"

A strange blade shot almost past his face, and a strand of gray hair on his forehead was silently cut off and fluttered down in the wind.

As soon as the blow missed, the strange blade circled around, and then it was about to disappear into the enveloping demonic spirit.

The gray-haired young man's eyes flashed, and he quickly reached out and grabbed it in his arms, and then waved his hand like lightning and threw something at the strange blade that was about to disappear in front of him.

"Bang!"

Immediately after, a muffled sound was heard.

When Dongfang Mo looked dozens of feet away, a white bubble was wrapping his strange blade, and even if the strange blade rushed left and right, he couldn't rush out, his expression changed.

At this time, his mana was agitated, and the sharp aura in the black strange blade trembled widely, and it continued to slash at the bubbles that had shrunk to a certain size.

But although the bubbles are cut out of sharp convex shapes, they can always imprison the strange blade in it.

And at that moment, the gray-haired young man moved.

"Huh!"

This person teleported in front of Dongfang Mo for a few feet, and then raised his sword and fell.

"Shhhh

A sword like a substance slashed down towards Dongfang Mo's head. The sword has not yet fallen, and an aura that makes Dongfang Mo frightened has already taken the lead.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo was not afraid, and temporarily gave up retracting the strange blade, and then held the right hand of the dust. After the silk was tightened, he brazenly pumped at the sword qi that had been cut off.

With a "snap", the sword qi was broken inch by inch by Dongfang Mo, and his footsteps were also shocked and retreated.

Before Dongfang Mo could stand firmly, the gray-haired young man threw the thin sword in his hand at him.

The thin sword suddenly slashed through an afterimage, bursting towards Dongfang Mo's eyebrows.

Dongfang Mo was in danger, and between his fingers, the black rain stone that had been bounced off before suddenly came, turning into a water curtain the size of a zhang to block him in front of him.

"Bang!"

There was a sound of sticks tapping on taut cloth, and the curtain of water made of black rain stone was pierced into a sharp shape.

Dongfang Mo smiled when he saw this, and he opened his mouth suddenly.

"Whew!"

A stone bead the size of a dragon's eye shot straight towards the gray-haired youth.

The gray-haired young man pursed his lips with some disdain, and with a thought in his mind, the thin sword that slashed on the black rain stone suddenly turned back. He reached out and grabbed it, making a slashing motion. The thin sword seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand, and it slashed at the inconspicuous stone bead with great speed.

"Ding!"

However, with a soft sound, the thin sword just touched the stone bead, as if it had been hit by a mountain, and it was shaken open in an instant, and the aura on it trembled a little.

"Hmm!"

Because of the connection between his heart and mind, the gray-haired young man was hit by a huge backlash, which made his body also shake.

And before he had time to react, the stone bead the size of a dragon's eye turned into a huge one more than ten zhang in the blink of an eye, and a black light swept out on it, affecting him in an instant.

For a moment, the gray-haired youth's soul felt as if it had been hit with a hammer. His mind fell into a brief nightmare, and his movements froze.

But at the critical moment, this person didn't know what method to use, and immediately woke up.

When he looked at the oncoming boulder, which was getting bigger and bigger in his pupils, he exclaimed, "Soul Shaking Stone!" ”

After the words fell, he did not move slowly, this person reached out and took out a half-foot-sized stone talisman with blue flashes, and pinched it up.

The stone talisman exploded with a "bang", and a layer of blue light sprinkled down, enveloping the gray-haired youth in it, and the blue light turned into a layer of enchantment between the wriggling.

"Bang!"

A deafening bang rang out.

"Wow!"

As the blue enchantment split apart, the gray-haired young man opened his mouth and spewed out a large mouthful of hot blood, and his body flew upside down.

Dongfang Mo didn't give this person a chance to breathe at all, he reached out and patted his waist, took out a golden rope, and threw the golden rope towards this person.

I saw that the golden rope was like a treacherous snake, constantly extending, winding towards this person.

"Tie up the immortal rope!"

The gray-haired young man's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the rope, and then he stomped his foot, ready to catapult out to one side.

But just as he made a move, a strong suction force suddenly came, and when he looked up, he saw that Dongfang Mo was making a five-finger grasping movement.

Under this suction, the gray-haired young man's body staggered forward, as if he was actively sending it towards the golden rope.

In a hurry, the gray-haired young man made a move at the thin sword that had been smashed open by the Soul Shaking Stone before.

"Whew...... Bite! ”

The thin sword broke through the air, directly splitting the bundle of immortal ropes that was already less than a foot away from him.

And the next moment, he took advantage of the situation to hold the rapier in his hand.

"Man and sword are one!"

I saw him look at Dongfang Mo's murderous intent strongly, and then he held the sword with both hands, and after gathering it above his head, his body was silver.

"Whew!"

This person's body was wrapped in silver light, turning into a dazzling giant sword, and at a speed that ordinary people felt terrifying, it stabbed towards Dongfang Mo angrily.

Dongfang Mo had already given birth to a faint crisis at the moment when this person held the thin sword, and at this time, the crisis was infinitely magnified, making his pores shrink.

Looking at the giant sword that stabbed him, he was about to perform a hidden step with his mana.

"Dang!"

Unexpectedly, suddenly a loud bell rang, and then a black pillar of light struck him from behind, hitting him all over.

"Buzz!"

The strange thing is that in this black pillar of light, Dongfang Mo's body did not move at all, as if this pillar of light did not have the slightest power. But as his mind buzzed, and he felt that his head was unusually heavy, his body began to sway, and he was about to fall in mid-air.

This is a kind of divine soul attack.

At the last moment, Dongfang Mo bit the tip of his tongue, and the pain in his heart made him sober up a little. At the same time, in the shadows under his feet, there was also a cry of "coo", and he instantly sobered up.

At this moment, he was shocked and angry, the previous blow was the result of his cultivation of the Iron Head Skill and resisting most of the power, otherwise the ordinary infant realm cultivator would be bled by this blow, and his soul would be shattered.

Suddenly turning around, he saw Qing Mulan, who was trapped in the Dragon Locking Array, with a three-foot-sized brass bell floating in front of him. The light around this woman was rolling, resisting many black and white insect clouds, and at the same time, the big bell was aimed at him, and the black pillar of light was sprayed out of it.

"Dementor Clock?"

Dongfang Mo's breath stagnated.