At this time, the ghost mourner was pierced through the chest by his own magic weapon, and after being nailed to mid-air, he opened his mouth and let out a roar of pain.

Seeing this, the Demon Clan monk walked towards him with his hands behind his back.

And without this person's control, the huge blood curtain above his head finally stopped rolling, and correspondingly, there was no drizzle falling.

For a while, Dongfang Mo only felt that the pressure had dropped sharply, which made him feel a lot easier. It's just that in Huangliang City, it has become a sea of ruins and blood. Only the monks who were outside the range of the blood curtain escaped with their lives.

Dongfang Mo was undisguised in his eyes when he looked at the Demon Clan monk.

He had never seen what a half-ancestor's attack looked like, but this Demon Clan monk could crucify the ghost in mid-air in just a few rounds with a wave of his hand, a method that perhaps only a half-ancestor could have.

It's just that the eyesight of the ghost mourning must be higher than him, if this person is a half-ancestor, I'm afraid that the ghost mourning will flee immediately if he doesn't think about it, so this demon clan monk should also be a cultivator in the One Realm.

In the same realm, the disparity in strength was huge, and he didn't find it strange, because if an ordinary mid-stage cultivator of the Divine Journey Realm faced him, he would probably be killed by him as well.

It's just that the Returning Realm Cultivator Fighting Method, which shocked him too much, so he felt unbelievable.

And just when the Demon Demon Clan monk was walking towards the ghost mourning, perhaps this person also felt a life-and-death crisis.

"Drink!"

At one point, the ghost let out a low roar.

The moment the words fell, after the person's body exploded before, the blood mist formed in mid-air suddenly froze, and then as if summoned to converge, it turned into a huge head.

If you look closely, this head is exactly the same as the appearance of the ghost, but the volume is more than fifty zhang, and a fierce bloody aura erupts from the whole body, which is extremely hideous and makes people dare not look at it directly.

At this moment, even if the Infant Transformation Realm cultivator approached, I am afraid that the murderous aura emitted by the revelation would evaporate into nothingness.

"Whew!"

As soon as Fang was present, the huge head immediately opened its bloody mouth, revealing two rows of white fangs, and swallowed it at the Demon Clan cultivator below, setting off a violent wind around him for a while.

"Stubborn!"

The moment the Demon Clan monk stopped, he also raised his head and opened his mouth.

"Shhh

An incomparable suction burst out from his mouth, and then he saw a huge head swallowed towards him, and the moment it was covered by the suction, it was immediately pulled into a long shape, like a pillar of blood, surging towards the mouth of the demon monk.

As the person's throat continued to agitate, the huge head turned into blood, and in just a dozen breaths, it was swallowed by him all in his mouth.

"Ahh

At this moment, the ghost soul that was crucified in mid-air let out a roar of rage.

Because his physical body had been completely devoured by this Demon Clan monk, even if the Blood Bat Clan monk didn't regard his physical body as that important, he would definitely not be able to refine one again without hundreds of years.

"Gollum!"

Dongfang Mo swallowed dryly.

Secretly said this person's strength, when will he be able to reach it.

"Bang...... Whew......"

Just as he thought of this, suddenly the ghost who was nailed to death by the blood-colored spear in mid-air, his spirit suddenly exploded, and then a weak red light shot out.

At the same time, with a "hiss", the void seemed to be directly torn open by something, and then this red light was about to burrow into it immediately.

At this moment, the ghost mourner did not hesitate to perform a life-saving secret technique to separate the divine soul, only in this way could he have a glimmer of life to escape from this person's palm.

He originally had a lot of means, but before he could use them, he was scattered by this demon monk and hit him hard.

But as long as he can escape this time, he will have a chance to make a comeback, he doesn't believe that Dongfang Mo still has a second demon killing spirit. And at that time, he would inevitably make Dongfang Mo, a small Divine Journey Realm monk, unable to survive or die.

"Boom!"

Just when the ghost mourned thought like this, he didn't have time to step into the crack, and the torn space was immediately hit hard, and it collapsed in an instant, and this person's illusory spirit was also lifted off by the raging power.

"Hula!"

The Demon Clan monk grabbed his five fingers from afar, only to see the ghost ghost roll back uncontrollably, and finally fell into his hands, and was pinched by this person.

Looking at the almost translucent divine soul in the palm of his hand, there was not the slightest emotion in the dark red pupils of the demon monk, showing indifference.

On the other hand, there was only horror on the face of the ghost, and the body of the spirit was trembling slightly.

His strength is in the late stage of the Returning One Realm, not to mention top-notch, but it is definitely a middle-class existence, I didn't expect to encounter this Demon Clan monk, even if the soul is separated, he is not even qualified to escape.

In addition to being frightened, he listened to the ghost mourning: "Fellow Daoist is slow, if you are willing to let ...... go"

"Bang!"

Before the ghost could finish speaking, the Demon Clan monk pinched his five fingers hard, and this person's translucent spirit exploded, and this person didn't give him a chance to continue at all.

After doing all this, the Demon Demon Clan monk clapped his hands casually as if he had dealt with a trivial matter.

After the ghost died, the blood curtain above Huang Liangcheng lost the master's mental control, and slowly shrunk, and finally turned into a banner and fell in a pool of blood in Huang Liangcheng below.

The strange thing is that the blood of the slain monks in the city is like being pulled at this moment, and the sea is all submerged into the banner.

The Demon Clan monk turned a blind eye to this scene, and at this time, he turned around and looked at Dongfang Mo. Then this person's figure was a flower, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Dongfang Mo, looking down at him condescendingly.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo immediately came back to his senses, his heart was pounding, and he looked at this person and bowed: "Thank you for saving your predecessors." ”

And when he spoke, the blood-colored qi around his body was not removed, and the anode forging technique was also working, only the nightmare was gathered into his body.

It is worth noting that at this time, the pair of blood holes on the side of his lower abdomen have healed as before under his strong recovery power, and there is no major problem.

Only the internal organs in the body have cracks, and they need to be recuperated for a period of time.

After the ghost died and died, the fly-headed rune that kept drilling into the sea of his consciousness in the center of his eyebrows also lost its momentum, and fell from his eyebrows, like a bubble, and the "wave" exploded.

"It's not that I want to save you, it's just that you inspired the Demon Slayer Spirit." At this moment, the deep and deep voice of the Demon Clan monk looking at him finally sounded.

"Having said that, no matter what, the lives of the juniors were indeed saved by the seniors, so it is natural to thank you." Dongfang Mo owes again.

This time, the Demon Clan monk didn't speak again, but looked at him like a needle. And this kind of gaze appeared when this person saw him for the first time just now.

Dongfang Mo's heart tightened at first, but after a long time, he finally couldn't sit still anymore, so he heard him speak: "Dare to ask the seniors for any advice." ”

Hearing his words, the Demon Demon Clan's face was pale.

"Why do you have so many of my things on you?"

As soon as this person's voice fell, Dongfang Mo sighed in his heart and secretly screamed badly.

And for some reason, he suddenly felt the temperature around him drop suddenly, and a cold feeling covered his whole body.

Dongfang Mo raised his head and looked at this person's dark red eyes, which made him shudder for no reason.