Under Fu Ling's gaze, the black smoke cloud raging below was still tumbling violently.

It was hundreds of thousands of demon souls that had turned into demonic soul qi under the self-explosion of thousands of corpse soldiers.

This situation lasted for a short time, and finally changed.

I saw that the pitch-black demon soul qi began to condense, and finally turned into a hideous demon soul.

However, these demon soul qi were extremely weak, and when all the demon soul qi was condensed, the number of demon souls was only half of what it was before.

I didn't want to be detonated by the corpse soldiers, and the 500,000 demon souls released by Dongfang Mo were lost by as much as 230,000 at once.

"Hula...... Hula ......"

Immediately afterward, the pupils of Fu Ling's eyes shrank.

A demon soul seemed to be being pulled and swept around quickly.

In the end, these demon spirits soared dozens of feet into the air, revealing a sitting figure below.

Take a closer look, this person is Dongfang Mo.

Now he is still rotating regularly with the three natal stones around him.

But the rattan armor in front of him shattered at some point, and his long hair fell out, fluttering in the wind, giving people a sense of bohemianism.

Other than that, he didn't seem to be in serious trouble, a far cry from what Volling had imagined he should have been hit hard.

And the fact is that this is exactly what the woman saw.

Even under the self-explosion of thousands of corpse soldiers, Dongfang Mo was not injured, and the three stone formations under his body were covered by three rotating natal stones, which resisted the power of most of the corpse soldiers' self-explosion. Only a slight wave of strong qi penetrated the small gap that was exposed when the Three Stone Formations rotated, shattering his rattan armor.

At this time, he raised his head and looked at Fu Ling from afar, and his face was full of anger.

Fu Ling looked at him with a gloomy expression.

But in the next breath, the eyes of the two were attracted by a huge movement above their heads.

I saw that in the air thousands of feet above the heads of the two people, the two figures staggered past from time to time, and the pitch-black sticks collided with the white sword light, making a loud noise.

It turned out to be Sima Qi and He Jun, and the two were entangled together.

However, at this time, Dongfang Mo saw at a glance the position of He Jun's chest, and there was a blood hole the size of a fist that was translucent from front to back. Seeing this, his expression couldn't help but change, he didn't expect Sima Qi's strength to be so strong.

But this person was obviously not feeling well, and now the corners of his mouth were spilling blood, and his face had turned a strange green, and at first glance he looked like a Crystal Clan monk.

And at this time, because Sima Qi was caught off guard before, he fell into a top-level secret technique of the Black Demon Clan, and was pierced into the flesh by countless green filaments, so he ended up like this.

After being hit by that kind of secret, the mana in his whole body was suppressed, making him run extremely slowly, and his strength could only be exerted as much as seventy or eighty percent, and with the passage of time, there was a tendency to become more and more intense.

But he also used a rune treasure with the strength of a monk in the late stage of the Returning Realm to a single blow, and severely damaged He Jun. The blood hole in this woman's chest was caused by being hit by that rune treasure. Otherwise, he would not be able to resist this woman in his current state.

When she saw that the battle group of the two was in a white-hot stage, the next moment Fu Ling retracted her gaze.

She slapped her waist and pulled out a delicate pale silver coffin about the size of a palm from a delicate storage bag.

Different from ordinary coffins, this object is square, which is wider and quite peculiar.

Each of the Corpse Refining Sect cultivators had their own natal corpse refining corpse, and Fu Ling, as the daughter of the sect leader of the Corpse Refining Sect, would naturally be no exception.

And you don't have to think about it to know that being able to become this woman's natal refining corpse is definitely not something that ordinary corpse refining can compare.

After taking out this object, Fu Ling threw the coffin, and the object suddenly rose in the wind, and finally turned into a huge coffin with a length and width of two feet.

"Poof!"

Fu Ling bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood suddenly sprayed on the pale silver coffin.

"Jingle bell!"

Then she shook the purple bell in her hand.

In just an instant, I saw that the coffin began to buzz and tremble.

Although he didn't know what the refining corpse in the coffin looked like, Dongfang Mo was obviously not ready to wait.

He stood up with a thud, and then shot at the Volks.

The moment he moved, the countless demon spirits suspended above his head opened their mouths and let out a fierce roar, following him closely behind, rolling towards the Fu Ling.

Dongfang Mo was still in the distance, and there was an extra quaint whisk in his hand, and the next moment he pulled the whisk forward.

"Huh!"

The silver-white silk was like a sharp sword, and slashed down towards the pale silver coffin.

Seeing this scene, Fu Ling didn't have the slightest intention of making a move, but just looked at all this indifferently.

"Boom!"

Then the silk slashed firmly on the coffin, and there was a sound of swords clashing.

After withstanding the blow, the pale silver coffin remained motionless in mid-air, and there was no damage to the surface.

"Humph!"

Dongfang Mo turned his wrist, and the silk cut on the pale silver coffin was like a white spirit snake, winding this thing in circles, and finally wrapped it into a white cocoon.

"Bang!"

Just the next moment, the white "cocoon" suddenly swelled in a circle, and something seemed to be struggling to break out.

"Hmm!"

The palm of his hand tightly held the dusty Dongfang ink, and at this time, his body staggered forward uncontrollably.

"Bang!"

Before he could stand firmly, the "cocoon" in front of him swelled a large circle again, and this time Dongfang Mo's face turned white. From this alone, it can be seen that the corpse refining power in the coffin is extremely powerful.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo no longer had any hesitation, he grabbed the dust and threw it downward.

"Whew...... Burst! ”

The undead shot out and sank into the ground.

"Click......"

Then, under a crisp sound, the thing grew taller and turned into a vigorous tree dozens of feet high, and the silver-white silk became a wicker-like branch

Not only that, under the action of Dongfang Mo's fingers, the wicker-like branches contracted and tightened violently.

"Bang!"

I heard another sound from the coffin, but this time it was made by the lid and the coffin body tightly clasped together.

"Jingle bell!"

Fu Ling shook the bell in his hand, and the crisp bell rang clearly.

In an instant, I saw the coffin bound by the branches, and began to struggle frantically, and the white "cocoon" was pulled around like a living thing.

At this moment, each branch was stretched straight, as if it was about to break, and the vigorous branches of the tree below also writhed.

But even so, the tree still wrapped the coffin so tightly that it could not break free.

Fu Ling was extremely angry, but she didn't have time to use other methods, hundreds of thousands of demon souls were already rolling in front of her, threatening to drown her.

"The people of the Corpse Refining Sect are really useless!"

Sima Qi, who was fighting with He Jun again in mid-air, looked down and sneered at this time.

After speaking, the man looked up at He Jun again, and then he pulled into the cuff and took out a budding emerald green flower bone from it.

Looking at this flower bone that had not yet bloomed, Sima Qi showed an extremely painful look, but then he gritted his teeth and threw this thing towards He Jun without hesitation.

At the moment of release, the flower bone suddenly bloomed, revealing one of the black stamens, and then the object disappeared into thin air.

At the same time, He Jun's expression in front of him changed greatly, and the woman stomped on her feet, and she didn't want to explode backwards and retreated.

"It's late!"

Sima Qi chuckled.

When his laughter fell, everyone saw the flower that had disappeared before, and suddenly appeared at He Jun's feet, and this thing had skyrocketed to the size of five or six zhang at some point, and then the petals of the blooming flower suddenly closed, trapping He Jun and the woman in it.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

A muffled sound came from it, but the flower bones only trembled, and then they were unscathed.

"Shhhh

The moment this person was trapped, Sima Qi fell from the sky, raised his arm and slashed the sword downward.

Under this slash, a hundred-zhang long sword light burst out, directly splitting the black sea formed by the rolling demon soul into two halves.

The sword light was castrated, and continued to slash towards Dongfang Mo.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, it was split on the natal stone among the three boulders that were constantly rotating around Dongfang Mo's body.

"Boom!"

With this blow, the natal stone flew straight out, smashing on the ground and the entire ground shook.

"Shhhh

Just as he was furious, another sword light slashed towards his eyebrows.

Dongfang Mo waved his hand, and the Soul Shaking Stone blasted forward.

"Boom!"

The sword light slashed on the Soul Shaking Stone, and I saw that this thing flew upside down like the Natal Stone, and smashed on the ground with a bang.

"Shhhh

Between the lightning and flint, a third sword light slashed towards him.

Dongfang Mo didn't have any room to think, and waved his hand again, and the black rain stone swept forward.

Then, with the sound of metal clashes, the Black Rain Stone was also cut away.

"Poof!"

Three consecutive blows, under the force of a countershock, Dongfang Mo also opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of hot blood.

And at this time, he was empty, and the whole person was finally exposed to Sima Qi's eyes.

"Die!"

Sima Qi looked at him contemptuously, and then he took a step forward, and the treasure knife in his hand took advantage of the situation.

Another hundred-zhang long sword light slashed diagonally towards him, and this blow would inevitably split his whole person in half.

At this time, Dongfang Mo was shocked, and he felt a life and death crisis that made him creepy for a long time.

"Whew!"

At the last moment, a drop of red blood seemed to break through the sky from an endless distance.

With a "wave", the blood beads directly submerged into Dongfang Mo's eyebrows, even if there was an iron head to block it, it would be useless, and the blood beads disappeared into his sea of consciousness in the blink of an eye, and merged into it.

At this moment, Dongfang Mo opened his mouth with a hideous face, and let out a silent roar.

"Buzz!"

His black hair was windless, the blood in his body was boiling, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body.

Not only that, the countless spiritual qi around him surged towards him, submerged into his body, and then the momentum on Dongfang Mo's body began to climb wildly, and finally this momentum formed a coercion that made Fu Ling and the others tremble.

The coercion set off a fierce wind that blew their robes to the ground and hunted.

Dongfang Mo's eyes were red, and his heart was filled with a terrifying murderous intent.

His slender figure stood straight in the air, then raised his hand and grabbed it at the top of his head.

A palm with condensed mana grabbed the Baizhang sword light that was slashing towards him between his five fingers, making it impossible to land a single bit.

Then he pinched hard, and with a "bang", the hundred zhang knife light was suddenly pinched and exploded into pieces of spiritual light.