The moment he swallowed this person's soul, Dongfang Mo immediately sat cross-legged in the air. The black *** lines on his body swam faster, and the stripes became pitch black as ink, and scurried around, making his whole person look extremely weird.

At this time, Dongfang Mo's eyes were tightly closed, standing still in mid-air. And if you can see it, you will find that the illusory villain that he swallowed in his womb, the already illusory body, and the pure divine soul origin, were forcibly extracted, and then devoured by him.

In this process, the illusory villain was unable to move because of the same black *** lines as his body, and he couldn't even call out, he could only feel the loss of his origin, and showed a frightened gaze.

In this way, Dongfang Mo's motionless posture lasted for two days, and finally he slowly opened his eyes.

But the moment he opened his eyes, his body shook, and he seemed to have some unstable center of gravity. And there was a clear look of exhaustion in his eyes.

It turned out that he used the kind of secret technique that could devour the soul of the Dark Demon Clan's cultivator, and the loss of himself was also not small. Because in the process of devouring, he had to concentrate on refining the origin of this person's divine soul all the time, and inherit his memory. There is a great test of consciousness and patience.

Moreover, the body of the Dark Demon Clan's divine soul is not condensed, if this person's divine soul is a little stronger, the process of devouring it will probably be longer, and Dongfang Mo will be even more exhausted.

Taking a deep breath, Dongfang Mo reached out and kept rubbing his temples.

Although he devoured the soul of the evil temple back then, and also obtained the memory of this person, it was incomplete. And the memories he had devoured the Dark Demon Cultivator before were complete.

It is precisely because this person's memory is completely inherited by him, so from his birth, to his step-by-step cultivation to the peak cultivation of the Broken Dao Mirror, and finally the destruction of his physical body, he devoured his soul. Each of these images flashed through his mind as fast as lightning, and every bit of it was as if he had experienced it himself.

You must know that this person's thousand-year-old cultivation process is the difference between clouds and mud compared to his more than 200 years of cultivation. Swallowing this person's memory, it is not an exaggeration to describe Dongfang Mo with a large head.

If it weren't for his tenacity, superior divine sense, and the cultivation of Buddhist secret techniques such as Iron Head Gong, maybe after he inherited this person's memory, he would have exploded in the sea of consciousness, or his mind would be affected, and he would be at risk of going mad.

Now he can still sit cross-legged and rub his temples, without fainting directly, and he can also see his superiority.

However, even so, Dongfang Mo also decided that in the case of insufficient strength, this secret technique must be used cautiously in the future.

And from this person's memory, Dongfang Mo learned that the name of this black demon monk was Yan Luo, and he was one of the subordinates of the evil temple back then, and these two people also came to the territory of the Terran Nebula together with another black demon named He Jun.

However, this Yan Luo and the one called He Jun were both urgently summoned by the evil temple and came here to act under orders.

As for the specific reason for coming here, the evil temple did not disclose. The two only vaguely learned from their mouths that they seemed to have come to find something, or for someone.

The most important thing is that that thing, or person, turned out to be in the low-law star field where Dongfang Mo was back then.

When the three of them arrived at the Terran Nebula, he and the evil brake quietly lurked in, and another dark demon monk named He Jun was arranged by the evil brake to do other things, as for what to do, this person also did not know.

At first, everything went relatively smoothly for the two of them, but later, when the evil temple performed a kind of magic skill for some reason, it caused a vision of heaven and earth, attracting many Terran monks, and the identities of the two were also exposed.

Later, about the evil brake, Dongfang Mo already knew. With the help of his broken body, this person passed through the enchantment of the Low Law Star Field, and continued to take away the lives of the Terran monks in the Low Law Star Field.

And this dark demon monk named Yanluo did not lie to him, this person's spirit almost fell apart after that battle, and he took hundreds of years to recuperate before he stabilized his injuries. As for him hiding in Dongfang Ji, firstly, he was discovered by Dongfang Ji by chance, and secondly, because he also happened to use Dongfang Ji's human identity to hide his whereabouts.

For some reason, when he learned that the three of them came to the Terran Nebula for something or someone, Dongfang Mo subconsciously thought of the storage bag in his hand that he could never open.

In addition to these, what interested him the most was the purpose of this person's continuous instigation of Dongfang Ji to provoke, and even follow his footsteps to chase him up to the Black Rock Star Field.

After thinking for a moment with his eyes narrowed slightly, he reached out to his waist and took out a simple broken blade with the top half left.

"Magic weapons?" He looked at it with a strange expression, as if muttering to himself.

It turned out that after he appeared in the Black Jade Mountain Spiritual Land that day, this Yan Luo felt that there was something on him that attracted him, and it was only with this that Dongfang Ji would come to provoke, and even cast a temptation of the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill.

Although the two of them didn't know what attracted them in the end, Dongfang Mo, who had inherited Yanluo's memory, understood that this broken blade that he got from Qing Mulan's hand back then should be a magic weapon.

The magic weapon is the magic weapon of the ancient demon race, and the natal magic weapon in the human race, the status of the spiritual treasure is not much different.

And speaking of the ancient demon clan, through Yan Luo's memory, Dongfang Mo learned that it was a name for demon cultivation countless years ago.

From ancient times to this day, the ancient demons that still exist seem to be the only ones who are demons. As for the Black Demon Clan and the Blue Demon Clan, they are both branches derived later, and they are actually not ancient demons.

Looking at the mutilated magic weapon in his hand, Dongfang Mo didn't have to think about it to know that the high grade of this thing was terrifying, otherwise it would be impossible for ordinary magic weapons to cause Yan Luo's induction.

Before, he still wondered why the appearance of Dongfang Ji, especially when performing the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill, this thing would have abnormal movements.

It turns out that if you want to really activate the magic weapon, you need the exercises of the ancient demons, such as the Heavenly Demon God Skill.

It should have been after countless years of sealing the dust, and when this magic weapon felt the breath of the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill, it couldn't help but tremble.

However, thinking of this, Dongfang Mo remembered that he used to rely on mana to also stimulate this thing, and the power of this thing was also terrifying.

Doesn't that mean that if this broken blade falls into Dongfang Ji's hands and allows him to use the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill to trigger it, the power of this thing can be increased several times?

So there was a flash of fire in his eyes.

If he can also perform the techniques of the ancient demon race, then this broken blade can be used as a killer weapon like the mutant spirit worm, and even at some point, the effect of this thing is still above the mutant spirit worm.

As for the Ancient Demon Clan's Exercises, although it was okay to let him practice the Heavenly Demon God Skills, it was just that the corners of Dongfang Mo's mouth rose in the next moment, and he put aside this thought.

Because his cultivation of the Nightmare Extreme Determination is also an ancient demon clan technique, and compared to the Heavenly Demon God Skill, the grade is only higher than the lower level. It's just that now he can't use the Nightmare Extreme Determination to trigger this broken blade.

Because the threshold of the Nightmare Extreme Determination is too high, he has practiced for so many years, relying on the Seven Miao Tree, before he can touch the realm of Xiaocheng, and this technique can only release the Demon Yuan when it completely reaches Xiaocheng.

The Demon Yuan is similar to the layer of green qi that shrouded Dongfang Ji after he performed the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill.

Magic weapons, which require mana to excite. And the magic weapon needs the magic element.

And what made Dongfang Mo excited was not only this, he absorbed Yan Luo's memory, he also knew that the Black Rain Stone was also a magic weapon, and only by using the exercises of the ancient demons could the power of this magic weapon be fully displayed. He used mana to manipulate it in the past, but it was actually wrong.

That is to say, as long as he reaches a small level of Nightmare Extreme Determination and is able to release the Demon Yuan, he can correctly urge these two treasures and send out the power of speculation.

Dongfang Mo's body trembled with excitement, and his strength would inevitably skyrocket at that time.

After combing through Yanluo's memories again, Dongfang Mo couldn't help but sigh a little. This kind of inherited memory is completely different from soul searching. Inheriting memories is equivalent to experiencing other people's lives from your own point of view, which can help improve his mood, and not everyone has the opportunity.

It was a long time before he came to his senses. Looking around, his heart moved, and the natal twin stones were the first to be put away by him. Then his right hand stretched out his palm to suppress the demons, and the surrounding demon souls and demon soul qi also rolled in.

Looking at Dongfang Ji's corpse in front of him, which was still bound to the silver-white branches, Dongfang Mo reached out and took the person's storage bag, and after a little groaning, he grabbed the person's body in the air and threw him with a wave.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, a low insect chirp sounded, and a large group of black and white spirit insects swarmed in, wrapping the person's corpse. I saw the insect cloud rolling, and it dispersed in an instant, and there was not even a slag left in Dongfang's corpse in the same place.

Dongfang Mo glanced at the mother body of the spirit insect not far away, the small eyes of this insect turned, and finally galloped towards him, and he was included in the skin, and the large group of mutated spirit insects were also put away by him immediately behind this worm.

In the end, he made a move to the earth, and the ancient tree more than ten feet high shrank in the click sound and turned into a whisk of dust and fell into his palm.

When he looked around again, he saw tens of thousands of insect corpses in the ruins under his feet. Seeing this, Dongfang Mo frowned.

One of the insect corpses was taken in the air, and Dongfang Mo put it in front of him to observe it carefully.

He found that this spirit worm was unscathed on the surface, but when his divine sense probed it, the insect's mind was empty.

You must know that the spirit insect has no divine soul, this insect only has a wisp of divine thought, and now this wisp of divine thought has been killed by the Dongfang Heavenly Demon Divine Skill, a technique called drilling and cognition, and naturally died.

Dongfang Mo's expression was calm, it seemed that these indestructible spirit insects were not without the slightest weakness.

After a moment's thought, he waved his hand, rolled up all the insect corpses in the ruins, and put them into the leather bag containing the mutant spirit worm on his waist.

With the continuous bulging of leather bags and the low humming sound, tens of thousands of insect corpses were gnawed away.

At this point, Dongfang Mo was ready to rise to the sky and leave as fast as possible.

"Huh?"

It was only in the next moment that his face changed slightly, and he paused and looked at a certain location in the ruins.

He swept the dust in his hand as far as his eyes could see.

"Huh!"

Silver-white whisks shot out and sank into the depths of the ruins.

After a while, Dongfang Mo's arm shook, and he saw the silk shrinking wildly, and with a hula, the earth and stone were lifted.

Take a closer look, there is still a figure in white bound at the top of the silk, this person is Sun Ranyi.

However, at this time, Sun Ran's eyes were closed, and there were still some scorched black marks on his body, which were obviously caused by the explosion of several heavenly thunderbolts before, and the use of Dongfang Ji as a shield.

Dongfang Mo's divine sense swept and found that this woman was not dead.

So he stretched out his hand, and the woman's delicate body was sucked over. Bang, and in the next moment, his slender five fingers covered this woman's heavenly spirit.

Immediately afterward, his expression became gloomy.

Through Yan Luo's memory, he learned that this woman was manipulated by a secret technique that Yan Luo handed over to Dongfang Ji, so that the one who came to find him was not the traitor he first thought.

And once that secret technique is cast, even if this woman can survive, her soul will gradually dissipate between heaven and earth.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo's heart became a little complicated.

Although Sun Ranyi has followed him all these years on orders, this woman is also conscientious, and her performance makes him extremely satisfied. I didn't expect to come out with him this time, but I ended up like this.

Even his ruthlessness has never given birth to a little guilt.

"Hey, maybe there's a way to get the best of both worlds, but whether you can hold it up or not depends on your creation."

But the next moment, Dongfang Mo's eyes flashed, and he looked at Sun Ran and said.

After saying that, he hugged the woman's delicate body, stomped on his feet, and turned into a black dot and disappeared into the distant sky.