With a hula, the gray-clothed man sat cross-legged in the air, and then a powerful divine sense erupted from his eyebrows.

"Crunch!"

I saw the silver coffin lid slide, making a tooth-aching sound.

"Smack!"

When a gap was revealed, a silver palm rested on the edge of the coffin. At first glance, this arm gives the illusion of being poured with silver juice.

Then a body lying on its back slowly sat up.

Judging from the upper body, the man's muscles were swollen. It has a pair of pointed ears on the top of its head, two sharp fangs in its mouth, and a pair of huge fleshy wings on its back.

"Bat Man!"

Dongfang Mo saw the identity of this person at a glance.

However, the bat demon in front of him has silver cheeks, silver lips, silver pupils, and even silver flesh wings, and his whole body is shining silver.

Like the brass corpse refining before, the bat demon in front of him also had a strong corpse aura on his body. It's just that its danger level is much higher than that of the brass corpse.

"This is a silver armor corpse." Gu Suci was extremely surprised.

It's just because in his opinion, it is quite desirable for a Corpse Refining Sect cultivator who has cultivated to only the middle stage of the Infant Realm to be able to refine three brass refining corpses, but he didn't expect this person to be able to control a silver armor refining corpse. This is a corpse soldier whose cultivation is comparable to that of an Immortal Realm cultivator, and under normal circumstances, a Divine Journey Realm cultivator of the same level would never be an opponent of the Silver Armor Corpse Refining.

"Huh!"

A sound of breaking wind sounded.

Even with Dongfang Mo's eyesight, he felt that the silver bat demon man with a certain height of the sky, that is, the so-called silver armor refining corpse in Gu Su Ci's mouth, appeared on the side of the gray-clothed man who was sitting cross-legged.

"Jingle bell!"

The man in gray shook the bell in his hand, and then only heard him say coldly: "Kill him." ”

Hearing this, the Silver Armor Refining Corpse glanced back at this person, and its eyes seemed to show some anthropomorphic mood swings.

"Flutter!"

Then the corpse shook its wings.

In just this moment, Dongfang Mo's face changed greatly, and he threw the natal stone in his hand without thinking, and the natal stone turned into a black streamer and shot out.

"Bang!"

With a bang, the Silver Armor Refining Corpse punched the natal stone upside down. And the body of this corpse was just a meal, and it rushed towards Dongfang Mo again. Its power is not at all comparable to that of the previous brass refining corpses.

The moment he approached, the silver armor refining corpse looked at Dongfang Mo condescendingly, his hands were palms, and he slapped it towards the middle, as if he was about to explode Dongfang Mo's head.

Dongfang Mo opened his mouth suddenly.

"Whew!"

Blood burst out, as fast as lightning struck the chest of the Silver Armor Refining Corpse.

After receiving this blow, the tall body of the Silver Armor Refining Corpse trembled, and his steps couldn't help but take half a step back. At the place of its chest, only a small shallow scar remained, and the blood thread did not cause any damage to it.

And this corpse seemed to be enraged, and I saw him open his bloody mouth. A high-pitched, terrifying hiss emanated from its mouth. The screams formed a circle of white sound waves, enveloping Dongfang Mo's entire person in it.

"Hmm!"

Dongfang Mo only felt that his ears were buzzing and his headache was splitting. Not only that, but that sharp hiss was about to drill into his sea of knowledge and hit him hard.

"Buzz!"

The golden light of Dongfang's ink head soared, and the iron head gong operated on its own, blocking the sharp sound waves.

If it weren't for that, I'm afraid that this blow would have caused him to fall directly into mid-air.

"Shhhh

However, just as Dongfang Mo had just stabilized his figure, a black shadow seemed to tear the air apart and hit him in the chest.

When he looked up, Dongfang Mo saw that the black shadow that came was actually a leg sweep from the silver armor refining corpse.

At the critical moment, he was about to use a hidden step to retreat, but then he was shocked to find that the mana in his body could not be mobilized at this moment. It's like a trickling stream that is frozen into ice in an instant.

Dongfang Mo immediately reacted, it must have been the sound wave technique performed by the silver armor refining corpse before, which caused him to be unable to mobilize the mana in his body, but he didn't expect this corpse to have this kind of weird supernatural power.

"Boom!"

Losing his control, the natal stone fell not far away. Although it was only the size of a fist, it still made a loud noise when it hit the ground, and even the ground seemed to shake slightly.

Unable to mobilize mana, Dongfang Mo couldn't even open the storage bag. Seeing that a leg sweep was coming, the Anode Body Forging Technique and the Nightmare Extreme Determination in his body immediately worked, only to see that the surface of his body first flashed with red light, and then black magic patterns swam up, and finally converged on his arms.

Dongfang Mo turned sideways and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"Boom!"

The Silver Armor Corpse's blow smashed into his arms.

Under the blow, Dongfang Mo's body was blown away like a rag bag, and at this time, he only felt that his arm was numb and he lost consciousness. And a surging force poured into his body along his arm, making him feel uncomfortable as if he was tumbling over the river.

Dongfang Mo tried to use his mana, but he found that he still couldn't mobilize the slightest. However, there is a hint of loosening in the mana, and it will surely be able to operate freely as time goes by.

"Huh!"

However, the silver armor refining corpse obviously wouldn't give him a chance to use his mana, and the corpse's wings vibrated and turned into an afterimage towards Dongfang Mo.

After receiving the blow of the Silver Armor Refining Corpse just now, Dongfang Mo knew the difference between him and this corpse in terms of physical strength, so it was naturally impossible for him to fight with him. As long as the mana in his body can be mobilized, he has at least a few ways to deal with this copper-headed and iron-clad corpse.

Thinking of this, he moved sideways with a flicker of his legs, easily dodging the pounce of the silver armor refining corpse.

Next, listening to the sound of the breaking wind, the two chased and fled, constantly moving and flashing, but Dongfang Mo never confronted it head-on.

As time passed, the Silver Armor Refining Corpse, which had been chasing for a long time, seemed to have lost patience. The corpse's figure paused, and a pair of fleshy wings behind it suddenly flashed wildly, and for a while, its figure also spun rapidly.

"Whew!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, a raging tornado suddenly formed, and in an instant, it enveloped a radius of dozens of zhang, enveloping Dongfang ink in it.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo's face was gloomy, and a stiff smile appeared on the face of the silver armor refining corpse, and its figure blossomed again, bursting towards Dongfang Mo.

Within a narrow range of tens of zhang, Dongfang Mo was able to dodge at first, but as the tornado shrank, he struggled more and more.

He wanted to try to break through the tornado's restraints, but when he just rushed out, his body immediately struggled as if he was stuck in a quagmire, so he immediately dismissed this plan, otherwise he would be chased by the Silver Armor Refining Corpse before he could break out.

Dodged more than a dozen breaths again, and at this time the tornado had shrunk to more than ten zhang, and Dongfang Mo in it was almost unavoidable.

"Drink!"

I only heard him roar, and then his body turned back, not retreating, but advancing, and greeted the silver armor refining corpse.

"Bang ......"

The moment the two approached, their fists staggered, making a muffled sound of collision.

Dongfang Mo was covered in demonic patterns, while the silver armor refining corpse was shining with silver light.

Seeing this scene, Gu Suci, who was not far away, opened his mouth slightly, and he was speechless in shock. He originally thought that Dongfang Mo could become the Holy Son of Qingling, but he should have used some kind of conspiracy and tricks, or he had the secret encouragement of the Dongfang family.

But seeing that Dongfang Mo was able to defeat the silver armor refining corpse without falling behind by relying on the cultivation of the Infant Realm alone, relying on the power of his physical body, this was something that several Infant Transformation Realm cultivators could do. is because he can become the Holy Son of Qingling, and he does have some ability.

And thinking of this, Gu Suci was even more shocked. He knew that Dongfang Mo back then, his qualifications and strength were extremely different. But I don't want to be the same as it used to be, and I should be impressed by the three days of Shibei

The gray-clothed man sitting cross-legged in the air also had a gloomy face, he didn't expect Dongfang Mo's strength to be so strong, and he could shake the silver armor refining corpse when he couldn't use his mana.

But the two of them didn't know Dongfang Mo's hardships, and when he fought with the silver armor refining corpse for nearly a hundred moves, he immediately felt a sense of powerlessness. The gap between the cultivation of the two is there, and it is an insurmountable gap.

If the Demon Yuan in his body hadn't been sucked dry by the broken blade last time, he would have been sure that he would be able to confront this corpse head-on, but the Demon Yuan had already been exhausted, and with his physical body alone, he couldn't be the opponent of this corpse.

"Bang!"

As the speed of Dongfang Mo's fists became slower and slower, at a certain moment, he was finally found in the gap by the silver armor refining corpse, and his chest was hit with a solid blow, although at the critical moment, the position of the demon pattern on his chest gathered, and a strong repulsive force broke out around his body to block, but his figure still flew out upside down.

At this moment, he felt a pain in his chest that had been smashed open by a punch, which made his face suddenly turn pale.

However, his straight figure had not yet paused, and Dongfang Mo only felt a flash of white light in front of him.

"Bang!"

He received another blow to the back, sending him backwards in the opposite direction.

"Bang!"

What followed was a third solid blow that smashed into his waist.

The Silver Armor Refining Corpse pursued the victory, seemingly not giving him any respite.

After receiving three blows in a row, Dongfang Mo's figure directly sank into the whistling tornado, and was stirred and spun.

He only felt that all the internal organs in his body were churning, and now his body was blown up uncontrollably in the wind, and his whole body was covered with a tearing pain.

Dongfang Moguan clenched his teeth, his body twisted violently, and he broke free from the tornado and stood in the air outside the tornado. But at this time, his face showed an abnormal flush, and he was about to spurt out a mouthful of hot blood, but he swallowed it back with a mouthful of agitation in his throat.

"Shhh

Gu Suci gasped.

"You ......"

The man in gray looked at him in disbelief.

Hit three times by the silver armor refining corpse, Dongfang Mo actually only looked like he had been slightly injured, what kind of toughness did his physical body reach to be like this. Even if it was a body refining cultivator in the Divine Journey Realm, I am afraid it would not be so easy.

Dongfang Mo would not explain to this person, he had cultivated the secret technique of the Demon Clan, the Extreme Determination, to the realm of Xiaocheng. The strength of the physical body is not even afraid to survive the thunder tribulation, how can ordinary people imagine.

He turned his head to look at the gray-clad man with the bell in his hand, and he shot towards the man with his legs moving.

"Jingle bell!"

The man in gray woke up angrily from the shock, and the man hurriedly raised the brass bell and shook it violently, and a rapid bell rang immediately.

Almost as soon as the bell rang, Dongfang Mo felt a strong crisis coming, and he subconsciously tilted his head.