When he saw the scene of this old man who had cultivated in the early stage of the Divine Journey Realm being killed instantly, even Dongfang Mo was quite surprised.

Immediately, he secretly said, this spirit sealing ring magic weapon obtained from Liang Tianqiong is really easy to use.

When this thing was in Fancheng, he was afraid of Liang Tianqiong's existence, so he sealed it and did not refine it immediately.

It wasn't until he left the city that he dared to take out this thing and start refining.

Because this magic weapon was temporarily lent to Dongyang by Liang Tianqiong at the beginning, after Dongyang died, the bloodline mark on this thing was also wiped out, so Dongfang Mo easily succeeded in refining this thing.

Although he had known for a long time that the supernatural powers of this thing were unpredictable, he didn't expect that the first time he took it out and used it now, he would make a miraculous achievement, which really made him happy.

At this time, he looked at the middle-aged Confucian in front of him, and showed a look of anger.

But when he saw the huge ring suspended in mid-air, he couldn't hide the fear in his eyes.

"Sealing Spirit Ring, you actually have this kind of magic weapon." Just listen to this humanity.

"You still have some eyesight." Dongfang Mo smiled evilly.

After speaking, he no longer spoke, but pinched his fingers, and the words began to be read in his mouth.

With his movements, he saw that the spirit sealing ring above his head suddenly disappeared from its place.

In just this moment, the middle-aged Confucian student's face changed greatly.

The man stepped on his feet, and his body was like a spring, and it ejected diagonally, falling ten feet away in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, seeing the position where this person was standing before, the Sealing Spirit Ring appeared out of thin air, and slowly rotated, sprinkling a large area of black light.

If he is covered by these black lights, I am afraid that this middle-aged Confucian student in the late stage of the Divine Journey Realm will also follow in the footsteps of the old man before.

Seeing that this person chose to avoid the edge for the time being, Dongfang Mo's fingers pinched faster.

I saw Feng Linghuan whining, and galloped towards the middle-aged Confucian again.

And since this person knew the power of this treasure, it was naturally impossible to touch it, only to see his figure rushing left and right, flashing again and again. Every time, the Sealing Spirit Ring would rush into the air, and for a while, it would not be able to catch up with this person's footsteps.

Dongfang Mo stretched out his hand to summon it, and the law in his hand changed.

"Hurry!"

With the sound of a short spell falling from his mouth, the Sealing Ring disappeared again, and this time, it did not resurface.

"Huh!"

Dongfang Mo's body moved, and he instantly swept towards the middle-aged Confucian student.

"Humph!"

Looking at his actions, the middle-aged Confucian snorted coldly. He has the late stage cultivation of the Divine Journey Realm, as long as Dongfang Mo does not use that Spiritual Sealing Ring Magic Weapon, then even if the other party is a Great Perfection Cultivator of the Divine Journey Realm, he is not afraid at all.

But since Dongfang Mo dared to appear here alone, he must be extremely sure that he would be able to deal with the two of them. And maybe it's not just Dongfang Mo who is here this time, there are other people lurking in the dark.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged Confucian had no intention of fighting with Dongfang Mo at all.

This person's mana agitated, and his figure shot out diagonally, and he actually wanted to bypass Dongfang Mo and flee in the direction of the royal city.

As long as he arrives in the royal city, even if he doesn't have to make a move, there will naturally be someone to deal with Dongfang Mo.

And Dongfang Mo seemed to see through the thoughts in this person's heart at a glance, and at this moment, the shadow was unleashed, and his figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the middle-aged Confucian for dozens of feet. The speed was even faster than the person with a pair of huge fleshy wings behind him.

He didn't wait for the middle-aged Confucian to make a move, so he turned his wrist.

"Hula!"

With a fierce aura, a silver light slashed down towards the middle-aged Confucian student.

The middle-aged Confucian student's reaction was not unpleasant, this person flicked his sleeves, and a black light went from small to large, and blasted towards the top of his head.

"Smack!"

In the next breath, I heard a crisp sound above this person's head.

The silver light slashed on the black mang, which turned into the size of a zhangxu, and the thing suddenly sank downward, and the mind was connected to the magic weapon, and the figure of the middle-aged Confucian also shook.

At this time, Dongfang Mo saw that the black mang turned out to be a boxy, ink-black inkstone.

A fierce look appeared in his eyes, and the arm holding the dust suddenly turned into a blurry afterimage, making a brushing sound.

I saw countless silver rays appear, forming a large silver net, covering the whole person of the middle-aged Confucian student.

This person's expression changed drastically, and his heart moved. Suddenly, the physical strength of the inkstone magic weapon swelled to the size of a small mountain, blocking in front of him.

When the large silver net covered the hill, the sound of ping-pong was immediately heard.

Although as time passed, the silver net gradually dimmed, and eventually collapsed and disappeared. But at this time, the middle-aged Confucian student's face was slightly pale, and the mana consumption in his body was intense.

He finally judged that the strength of the mana in Dongfang Mo's body far surpassed him. So I felt the idea of retreating again.

But he didn't have time to move, and between the lightning and flint, there was a "boom" one by one.

A deafening loud bang came.

The person only felt that his eardrums were numb, and his mind was buzzing.

When I looked up, I saw that the inkstone artifact that had turned into the size of a small mountain was as if it had been hit hard at this moment, and the surface was covered with fine cracks, and the aura of the whole body suddenly dimmed.

This scene happened so fast that the middle-aged Confucian didn't even react to what was going on.

"Wow!"

The magic weapon was destroyed, and this person opened his mouth and spewed out a large mouthful of hot blood, and the whole person's breath suddenly withered.

"Whoa!"

What made his face change even more was that the inkstone magic weapon with cracks on the surface finally shattered at this moment, turning into pieces falling from mid-air.

At this time, this person saw that behind the shattered inkstone artifact, a round boulder the size of a zhang was quietly suspended, and a heavy breath was still permeating from this object.

Obviously, it was this thing that shattered the inkstone magic weapon with a blow before.

"Buzz!"

Just when the middle-aged Confucian magic weapon was destroyed, causing his mind to be injured, a terrifying gravity suddenly erupted from the huge stone of the moment's size, covering him, and the middle-aged Confucian figure suddenly sank downward.

"Drink!"

At the critical moment, the mana in this person's body stirred up without reservation, and he saw a yellow light flashing on the surface of his body, and he was about to break free from this gravity.

Just seeing his resistance, Dongfang Mo sneered not far away.

He stretched out his five fingers and pinched one. Without warning, a large area of black light shone over the man's head.

In an instant, the mana in the middle-aged Confucian student's body seemed to be frozen, and it was difficult to mobilize a single point.

This person looked up and saw the disappearing spirit ring from before, and at this moment, a ghost appeared above his head.

"Damn it!"

The middle-aged Confucian scolded secretly.

"Flutter...... Flutter ......"

Under the suppression of gravity and the spirit sealing ring, the black flesh wings behind this person flapped, trying to break free from the restraints.

"There is even a physical cultivator!"

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo's voice sounded in surprise.

Then he suddenly stretched out his right hand, and the demon suppression diagram in his palm appeared.

A large area of pitch-black demonic soul qi, accompanied by demonic souls with hideous expressions, rushed out like a flood. Under the frightened look of the middle-aged Confucian student, his whole body was submerged in the blink of an eye.

I saw the demon clouds rolling, and there was a burst of screams that made people's scalps tingle. And from the breath of the demon soul, you can also hear the middle-aged Confucian sheng's heavy drinking, but after only more than ten breaths, it becomes silent.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo's mana was agitated, and many demon souls and demon soul qi rolled back, and he took back the demon suppression map. Looking ahead, the middle-aged Confucian became as black as ink, and his eyes were even more closed, looking like he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

If it weren't for a cloud of demonic soul qi dragging this person's body, I'm afraid that the middle-aged Confucian would inevitably fall from mid-air.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo rolled up his sleeves, supported this person's body, and broke through the air in the direction he came.

Just hand this person over to Gu Suye now.

In Dongfang Mo's opinion, Gu Suye could use this person's body to get close to the crescent moon, so as to kill this woman by surprise.

In that case, his task can be considered perfectly completed, and he can start the Spiritual Breath Land, as well as the matter of the Killing Curse on his body.