After Dongfang Mo broke through to the middle stage of the Infant Transformation Realm, his strength far surpassed that of monks of the same level. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info especially the mana in his body has been compressed and consolidated again and again, and the degree of richness is almost comparable to that of a monk of the Great Perfection of the Infant Realm.

In addition, he unexpectedly attacked with blood piercing silk just now, so the blue shadow real person would be blown away by a single blow.

However, Biying Zhenren just flew out upside down for more than ten zhang, and then flipped in the air, and his delicate body staggered back a few steps in mid-air to stand firm.

At this time, there was blood in the corners of her mouth, and her arms were even more spasmodic and trembling, looking at Dongfang Mo's face full of anger.

This woman never imagined that the kid who had been chased and killed by her for several years, from Peng Island in the East China Sea to the land of the ghost mound, now has this kind of strength.

And when Dongfang Mo repelled the woman with one blow, the woman and the girl had already fled in two directions, one left and one right.

Xing Wu looked at the woman closest to him, and after a cruel smile, his burly body turned into a violent wind and rushed, and at the same time, a yellow light swept out from his feet again.

As soon as the woman fled a few dozen feet, she felt a force of gravity coming from under her, causing her body to sink down.

Taking this opportunity, Xing Wu teleported in front of her. Then the big fan-like hand slapped angrily at the woman's heavenly spirit.

When the woman looked up, she couldn't help but change color. She had seen Xing Wu's strength with her own eyes just now, and she was able to kill three people in three moves, so this blow was definitely not something she could resist.

At the last moment, she gritted her teeth, and all the mana in her body was agitated, and then she stomped her right foot, and with a bang, the void was stepped out of a circle of ripples, and her figure finally broke free from the shackles of the yellow mangs under her body and slid backwards.

Although Xing Wu slapped his palm into the air, the surging palm power was lifted on the woman's body, and her robe was blown and hunted.

At this time, the woman fell into the distance, her face was pale, and her breath was turbulent and disordered.

But she was not surprised in her heart.

After avoiding the palm, the woman immediately pulled out a boxy, translucent canvas.

When she threw it away, she saw the canvas stretch open, and when it fell, it covered her.

Then, a surprising scene appeared.

After the canvas covered the woman, her figure wriggled like a wave of water, about to merge into the void.

But the woman didn't have time to disappear completely.

"Shhhh

The canvas that covered her was torn open by a pair of large hands, and her body appeared from the void.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the position of her chest was like being hit by a heavy hammer.

Then, like the three people before, she was directly blasted into a cloud of blood mist.

Xing Wu's expression was still disdainful, and he slowly withdrew his fist from the blood mist.

After he killed the woman in an instant, Dongfang Mo also looked at the last fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

I don't know what kind of escape technique this woman performed, her figure disappeared in a flash, and when she reappeared, she was more than twenty zhang away, so she was only a few flickering, and now she fled a hundred zhang away.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo's body stood still.

"Flutter!"

With the sound of flapping wings, a shadow flickered from beneath his feet.

The speed of this beast can be said to be in the blink of an eye, and the first to appear behind this woman is a few feet.

Then the shadow flapped its wings and slammed into the back of the woman's head.

When the girl found out about this scene, she was so frightened that she lost her face. She had only just advanced to the early stage of the Infant Transformation Realm, and her foundation had not yet been stabilized. Although she didn't know what kind of means Dongfang Mo was exerting, now she clearly sensed that there was a crisis behind her that made her chill.

So she didn't want to pinch her fingers, and when she suddenly turned around, the jade hand stretched out and made a handprint in front of her.

Suddenly, a black round hole about two feet in diameter appeared out of thin air, and the round hole was like a pocket, easily engulfing the shadow and entering.

Then I saw a violent fluctuation emanating from the round hole, and it looked like it was going to collapse at any time

After temporarily trapping the shadow, the woman's face turned pale, and the mana in her body was frantically consuming.

Dongfang Mo didn't expect that the spell performed by this woman could imprison the shadow of the soul body, which was extremely rare.

But how could he miss such an opportunity, I saw that with a flick of his sleeve, a black light came out of his cuff.

At this moment, the girl's sense of crisis was even worse, she opened her mouth, and a white bead the size of a dragon's eye was sacrificed, and then a layer of milky white mist was poured on the bead to cover her.

"Poof!"

But in the next moment, there was another soft sound.

I saw that the milky white mist was easily pierced, and then the girl's skull was in the middle, and a bloody slit was cracked, and dark red viscous blood flowed down the bridge of her nose.

"Plop!"

This woman's delicate body fell from mid-air and smashed heavily on the streets of Demon Yang City.

Dongfang Mo stretched out his hand, and a black strange blade spun in an arc in mid-air, and he gently sandwiched it between the fingers of his index finger and middle finger.

At this time, on the edge of the strange blade, there were still a few drops of blood, ticking down.

"Wave!"

After killing this woman, the round hole that imprisoned the shadow also broke in an instant, and the beast swept out of it and stood on Dongfang Mo's shoulder.

At this point, the six Infant Transformation Realm cultivators were killed in just a moment, and only the highest cultivation was left.

Now where did this woman dare to stay for half a minute, as early as when the woman was killed by Xing Wu, she turned around and swept towards the center of the city. Looking at its destination, it is the teleportation hall of Demon Yang City.

Originally, there were several prohibitions in the city that she could activate, used to deal with Dongfang Mo and Xing Wu, and the magic disk that could control the prohibition was in the hands of Elder Liu, and even if she could activate the prohibition, with the cultivation of the two behind her, I am afraid it would be too late to stop them.

Looking at the back of this woman, Dongfang Mo snorted coldly,

"Flutter!"

The shadow crossed his shoulder, chasing the woman in front of him, no matter how fast the real person of Biying was, it was impossible to outpace this beast.

With the pursuit of this beast, Dongfang Mo and Xing Wu were not idle, and the two of them wrapped around the woman from two directions.

Seeing that the two of them were chasing after her, especially when she saw that a spirit beast had arrived behind her, Biying Zhenren frowned.

With a wave of her hand, a wave of green gas filled her body, which made her speed increase by as much as thirty percent. Almost breathlessly, it disappeared in front of it in the blink of an eye.

But even if her speed increased dramatically, the distance between the shadow and her came in an instant, and in a flash, it disappeared into the green mist around the woman.

"The Body of the Spirit."

I only heard the woman's exclamation from the mist, and then a violent mana fluctuation came from it.

Dongfang Mo's arm bent, then stiffened suddenly, and threw the strange blade in his hand towards the green mist tumbling in front of him.

"Poof!"

After the strange blade sank into the green mist, only to hear the sound of a sharp sword entering the flesh, and then saw the tumbling green mist suddenly fall silent.

"Huh!"

But the silence lasted only half a breath, and a figure rushed out of the green mist like lightning, and went straight to the center of the city.

Now Biying Zhenren covered her waist with her right hand, and where she was covering, blood was bubbling up.

With the help of the green mist blocking the shadow, this woman rushed to the teleportation hall like a lightning speed, and even went straight to the teleportation formation.

Dongfang Mo and Xing Wu's speed is not slow, this woman stepped into the hall with her front foot, and the two chased after her with her back foot.

"Buzz!"

But just as Biying Zhenren was about to step on the formation, the hexagonal teleportation array suddenly vibrate, and then there was a faint spatial fluctuation.

Dongfang Mo, Xing Wu, and Biying Zhenren were all shocked, and with the thoughts of the three of them, they could see at a glance that it was the other end of the formation, and someone had teleported over.

After seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo and Xing Wu were shocked, and Biying Zhenren actually showed a touch of surprise on his face.

Looking at this woman's expression, although Dongfang Mo didn't know who would be teleported, it was needless to say that he was also friend or foe. Thinking of this, how could he have allowed someone to teleport successfully.

At the critical moment, his arm was raised, and then it fell.

"Huh!"

The silver-white silk elongated, like a sharp sword, and slashed down at the teleportation array in front of it.

As long as this blow falls, the teleportation array can be destroyed, and the teleporter will inevitably fail to teleport, and will also endure the power of the violent void strangulation.

Watching a white light slash down from in front of him and slash towards the teleportation array, it was impossible for the Biying True Person to remain indifferent.

The woman raised her jade arm and shot a green water sleeve from her cuff.

With her stirring, the water sleeve turned into a whirlpool that swirled wildly, and instantly sucked the severed whisk into it.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo's arm shook.

"Bang!"

The silver-white whisks exploded into silver threads that shot out from the sky, directly stirring up the green vortex.

After the vortex burst open, countless green rags flew everywhere.

"Knock knock!"

Biying Zhenren's footsteps retreated again and again, and his face changed several times.

"Click!"

After repelling the woman's blow, the scattered silk was tightened into a hemp rope again, and continued to pump down at the teleportation array that was already bright with a white light and a figure faintly appearing in it.

"Bang!"

However, the whisk had just drawn into the white light, but a muffled sound came out.

The tightened whisk was like cutting on a hard iron stone, not only that, but it was bounced back the next moment.

A huge force was transmitted along the silk to Dongfang Mo's arm, and then from the arm into his body, it began to wreak havoc in all directions.

The Dongfang Ink Anode Forging Technique was fully operational, and this raging power was completely wiped out by him.

Looking ahead, the figures on the teleportation array gradually became clear.

Dongfang Mo's brows furrowed at first, and then he smiled evilly.

Before the figure could recover from the power of the teleported space, he reached out and touched his arms, and pulled out a stone ball glowing with thunder.

"Whew!"

Then, without thinking about it, he bounced towards the teleportation array in front of him.

"Retreat!"

At the same time, he stepped a little and shot out of the main hall.

With his reminder, Xing Wu almost retreated side by side with him.

"Boom!"

The two had just exited the main hall when they heard a deafening loud noise.

Dongfang Mo and the others stood at a height of Bai Yuzhang, and at this time, they saw that the teleportation hall under their feet had collapsed directly, making a rumbling sound. The broken eaves and tiles shot out in all directions, and the entire Demon Yang City was shaking.

A large spherical storm filled the air, and the slightest arc of electricity ejected, making a sizzling sound.

A hurricane from the storm blew away in all directions.

Some of the low-level monks in Demon Yang City who were close didn't even have time to scream, and their bodies were directly bombarded into nothingness.

And those who were a little farther away, after being swept away by the storm, blood spurted wildly, and some of their bodies were even more fragmented, and their stumps and broken arms were scattered all over the ground.

Screams rang out one after another, and with just one blow, at least hundreds of Ghost Demon Sect monks were killed and injured.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

The next moment, two figures rose from the collapsed ruins, also standing in mid-air.

If you look closely, one of these two people is a real person in Biying.

This woman's clothes are now torn, her hair is messy, and there are still some scorched black marks on her cheeks, she looks extremely embarrassed, and her breath is unusually sluggish.

However, Dongfang Mo only glanced at this woman, and his gaze fell on the other person.

I saw that this person was wearing a black robe, his body was medium, his skin was dark, his head was bare, and his scalp was engraved with a vivid pattern of a hideous ghost's head.

The most surprising thing is that this person's expression is extremely stiff and numb, especially the pupils of his eyes, which are gray-white, giving people a sense of emptiness, making him look like a dead person.

What surprised Dongfang Mo was that under the self-explosion of Tian Leizi just now, this person was just a little vague in his breath, but in fact, there was no big problem. This can also give a glimpse of his strength.

"Sect Master!"

After this person appeared, Biying Zhenren gave up.

"Huh?"

Hearing the word sect master, Dongfang Mo couldn't help but look this person up and down again.

The sect master of the Ghost Demon Sect has naturally heard of it, known as the Ghost Bald Man, this person's cultivation is beyond doubt, but few people have seen him make a move, and they don't know what his strength is.

"Biying, you just sent a message saying that there is a monk in Demon Yang City who is suspected of having that kind of talisman, is it one of these two?"

At this time, the ghost bald man looked at Dongfang Mo and Xing Wu left and right, and asked Biying Zhenren without looking back. In his hoarse voice, there was also a sense of old age, sounding like an old man.