Dongfang Mo never expected that at this moment, the corpse blood poison on his body would suddenly attack, and it can be said that this completely caught him off guard.

He guessed that it should be the blow of the Wanderer just now, which caused the qi and blood in his body to tumble and surge, thus activating the sleeping corpse blood poison.

While Dongfang Mo was furious in his heart, he couldn't care about anything else. I saw the skull in his palm, with a long mouth, swimming along his arm towards all parts of his body.

At the same time, the feeling of being devoured by the essence of his whole body immediately spread throughout his body.

It's as if there is a funnel on his body, and all the essence of his body is lost into the funnel, and if he continues like this, his whole person will be sucked up by the funnel.

For a while, Dongfang Mo's teeth clenched, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and his sweat was like rain, instantly soaking his robe.

"Ahh

It's just that when the pain hit wave after wave, in less than ten breaths, he immediately opened his mouth and roared, and then his body rolled to the ground, and his whole body began to pull out.

"Huh?"

When he saw the scene in front of him, Wu Youzi's eyes narrowed, and he naturally saw that something was wrong with Dongfang Mo.

So his divine sense probed and swept towards Dongfang Mo. With his cultivation in the One Realm, he immediately noticed the wandering skull on Dongfang Mo's body.

Looking at Dongfang Mo who fell to the ground in pain, Wuyouzi groaned. He only glanced at it, and he was not sure about the source of Dongfang Mo's pain, so he stretched out his palm, and from his palm, a puff of white gas erupted.

This white qi was extremely cold, and when it sprayed on Dongfang Mo's body, a layer of frost immediately enveloped him in the click.

In an instant, Dongfang Mo only felt that the blood in his body was about to be frozen, and at this moment, his body was extremely stiff, as if he was frozen in ice. But even so, the black skull that roamed around him was not affected in the slightest, and continued to devour the essence of his body.

"Huh!"

Seeing this, Wu Youzi sighed softly, obviously slightly surprised by this scene. I saw that his figure was in a flower and appeared in front of Dongfang Mo, and then his eyes were quick, and his five fingers and claws grabbed towards the black skull that was swimming to Dongfang Mo's chest.

"Former ...... Seniors and slow. ”

At this moment, Dongfang Moqiang held back the cold and the sharp pain in his body and said loudly.

Hearing this, Wu Youzi paused, and his five fingers stayed three inches on his chest.

"No wanderer senior, this ...... This is just a kind of alchemy technique practiced by the younger generation, and it will be countered by the exercises every once in a while...... Backlash, so seniors don't have to worry. As he spoke, Dongfang Mo's face looked distorted and hideous because of the pain.

"Alchemy?"

Wuyouzi frowned and showed a strange look, and he didn't know whether he believed or didn't believe Dongfang Mo's words.

It wasn't until a long moment later that the wanderer made a move, and his outstretched five fingers grabbed a void.

"Shhh

Under a suction explosion, the layer of frost wrapped around Dongfang Mo's body immediately turned into a stream of white qi and rolled back, and re-entered his palm.

Then Dongfang Mo noticed that the frozen body was unsealed and regained consciousness. It's just that in this way, the pain of being devoured by the essence is clear several times, making his expression more and more distorted.

Wu Youzi touched his chin, since Dongfang Mo said that there was no need to bother, then he naturally would not make another move. However, his eyes always fell on Dongfang Mo and never left.

There are so many spells in the world, and some unbelievable secret techniques are endless, even with his knowledge and experience, he may not understand them all.

Although Dongfang Mo was now in some kind of pain of being devoured in essence blood, as he said, he was cultivating some kind of body refining secret technique, which was not impossible. As far as Wu Youzi knows, he doesn't know one kind of alchemy technique that will be countered by the exercises when he cultivates.

It's just that when he felt the faint corpse qi emitted by the wandering skull on Dongfang Mo's body, he hesitated a little, not understanding why the corpse qi appeared when he cultivated the exercises.

In this way, Wuyouzi never made a move to interfere with Dongfang Mo again. And the process of Dongfang Mo being devoured by the corpse's blood poison lasted for an hour, and finally the pain on his face gradually eased.

At a certain moment, when he saw Dongfang Mo crawling on the ground, sat up with a hula, and pinched his fingers into pranayama, Wuyouzi breathed a sigh of relief.

This time the competition in the Spirit Illusion Palace, no matter how fast it was, it would take at least a few days for those twelve people to come out, so he didn't have to worry about it. However, what he was worried about was that if Dongfang Mo's current state continued, something would go wrong.

Fortunately, his worries are superfluous, and Dongfang Mo's backlash has ended. Although Wuyouzi could feel that Dongfang Mo was extremely weak, other than that, there was no big problem.

Dongfang Mo closed his eyes and breathed for a long time, and finally let out a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.

"Whew!"

Before, he was hit hard by the blow of Wuyouzi, and now he was devoured by the corpse blood poison and devoured a lot of essence and blood, his current state can be described as extremely bad, and it is difficult to recover without a long period of cultivation.

Wu Youzi glanced at Dongfang Mo's left palm, intentionally or unintentionally, he had noticed that the black skull swimming on Dongfang Mo's body had hidden from his palm.

"Thank you seniors for your help." Dongfang Mo naturally noticed Wuyouzi's gaze, and after his expression moved, he immediately arched his hand towards Wuyouzi and said.

"Hehe, Poor Dao originally wanted to make a move, but since you said no, Poor Dao naturally won't do more." Wu Youzi laughed.

Dongfang Mo knew what he had just said, with the cultivation of the person in front of him, it should be impossible to believe it all. But about the corpse blood poison, he even concealed it from the head of the Dongfang family, and naturally it was impossible for Wuyouzi to know. Otherwise, if this person knew that he was now in the hands of a Nerein monk, he might not be able to keep the position of the Holy Son.

But judging from the current performance of Wuyouzi, even if this person has doubts, it seems that he will not delve into it, which makes him slightly relieved.

And thinking of this, a certain thought in Dongfang Mo's heart is even more urgent. As soon as he has become a Son, he will immediately put it into action.

After all, he had tried the taste of corpse blood poison again, and then realized that he had lost twice as much essence in his body as the last time, and he couldn't calm down. He will definitely not sit idly by, and must find a way to solve this poison as soon as possible.

After retracting his distracting thoughts, Dongfang Mo said again:

"Thank you seniors for worrying, this kind of exercise practiced by the younger generations is more peculiar, and there will be backlash from time to time, but in the final analysis, there is no big problem, but it will lose a little essence in the body."

"This technique is indeed peculiar, but if there is a backlash from time to time, this disadvantage seems to be a little too serious, because if the backlash appears at some critical moments, there may be some unexpected consequences."

"What the seniors said is extremely true, but in the past, before the backlash, the younger generations would determine the approximate time frame through a secret technique, but this time it seems to be a little special." Dongfang Mo continued.

"I see." The Wanderer nodded.

"By the way, dare to ask the seniors of the Wuyouzi, this time I should be the first to walk out of the Spirit Hall." Dongfang Mo deliberately diverted the topic at this moment.

"What do you think?" Hearing this, the wanderer looked at him with a smile.

Hearing his words, Dongfang Mo became a little embarrassed.

"This time, you should be able to be so relaxed with yourself and become the Holy Son of my Qingling Dao Sect, it is extremely surprising." At this time, Wu Youzi said.

"This ...... That's true. Dongfang Mo nodded truthfully.

"Actually, you should be able to guess something, the main reason why you can become the Holy Son so easily this time is because of the phantom root in your body."

Hearing that Dongfang Moxin Dao was indeed like this, and his mind turned, he looked at Wuyouzi and smiled kindly: "Even if the junior has a phantom spirit root, there must be a few seniors who secretly help, and the younger generation can have the honor of becoming a holy son." ”

"No, you're wrong. Poor Dao and the others don't have the right to decide whether you can become a Holy Son or not, and it is the one who really decides that you only need to enter the top thirteen to become the Holy Son of the Green Spirit. The Wanderer smiled meaningfully.

Hearing the word "that", Dongfang Mo still didn't understand that there was a chance that Wuyouzi was the sect master of the Qingling Dao Sect. In fact, he also had some expectations for this, so he was not too surprised.

"What should the junior do next?" Listen to Dongfang Modao again.

"Do you want me to teach you how to do it, the door is there." The wanderer looked at the gate formed by two stone pillars and a horizontal plaque, and raised his chin.

Dongfang Mo immediately understood what Wu Youzi meant, only to see an excited smile on his face, and then his figure flickered, swept towards the door, and disappeared into the billowing gray-white smoke in a flash.

Seeing his back disappear, Wuyouzi retracted his gaze after a long time. At this time, he looked at the path in front of him again, and his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the space, and he saw in the distance, and there were twelve different figures.

……

After Dongfang Mo passed through the gray-white mist, his figure appeared on a vast and dark wilderness. He looked around and saw that the place was vast. There was no movement but the whirring of the wind.

Behind him, it was the same gate, and the gray-white smoke still billowed from the gate.

In this wilderness, the door looks lonely, giving people a sense of gloom. Dongfang Mo had an intuition, as if the door in front of him was the one that the twelve of them had entered before.

After suppressing the excitement in his heart, he found a random place to sit down again.

And this time Dongfang Mo's wait lasted for a long time, until five days later, his ears suddenly trembled when he was quiet, and then he opened his eyes and looked at the door of the Spirit Hall in front of him.

With the power of his ears, he could clearly hear a fierce battle and a roar of rage.

At a certain moment, the movement in the gate suddenly became several times larger, and even the sound of thunder and lightning could be heard from it.

"Hahaha!"

After a while, with the sound of wild laughter, a tall figure teleported out of the front door.

I saw that this person was a middle-aged man with a slightly vicissitudes of life, thunder flashed on this person's body, and the top of the silver-white unicorn on the top of his head was even more like an arc catapulting, making a crackling sound.

The moment he saw this person, Dongfang Mo immediately recognized this person as the Silver Thunder Clan monk from his breath. It's just that for some reason, this person's appearance has become like this.

"Three-life technique!"

It was just a thought, and Dongfang Mo suddenly exclaimed in his heart. The Silver Thunder Clan's secret three-life technique has a change from youth to middle age, and then to old age. When he was on Peng Island, he had been taught.

It's just that the surprise in his heart when he saw this person was not at all comparable to the shock of the Silver Thunder Clan monk seeing him.

"You ......"

Seeing Dongfang Mo sitting here, the emotions on this person's face changed alternately, such as stunned and shocked.

"Huh!"

And it was only a matter of breathing, and from the gate of the Spirit Hall, another figure rushed out.

This person was panting, and there were still a lot of scars on his body, especially on his chest, an arc of electricity was beating, but he didn't know what method he used to temporarily imprison him. On closer inspection, this person was the young man of the human race in a moonlight robe.

It seemed that it was this person who was fighting with the Silver Thunder Clan monk in the gate just now, but he was obviously half a step behind.

After the moon-robed young man appeared, the anger on the face of the Silver Thunder Clan monk was incomprehensible, but when he inadvertently saw Dongfang Mo sitting here, the look of anger also turned into consternation.