Dongfang Mo's previous storage of the Demon Yuan in the Hundred Veins of His Limbs had already been drained when he sacrificed the broken blade.

At this moment, he can only try to mobilize all the mana in his body to fight against this smell that makes people fall into a bad mood, or resist with the power of his body. However, because his body was eroded by a lot of black qi, neither of these methods worked.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, I saw that the golden light of his head rose sharply, and it was actually the Iron Head Gong, a technique that can protect the sea of knowledge, that worked on its own.

At this point, Dongfang Mo could finally barely resist the breath that kept drilling into the sea of his knowledge.

However, as time passed, it could be clearly seen that the golden light that erupted from his skull was gradually fading, and it was obvious that without the support of mana, he was powerless, and the iron head skill could not last long.

Sure enough, only half an hour passed, and the golden light that erupted from the head of Dongfang Mo, who was like the end of the strong crossbow, suddenly dimmed and extinguished.

"Hmm!"

At this moment, he immediately felt the disgusting breath rushing to his head between his breaths. Even if he held his breath, he couldn't stop it.

For a while, his consciousness became more and more muddy, and if he continued like this, he would inevitably lose himself.

"Damn it!"

Dongfang Mo was horrified.

As his mind turned, he suddenly seemed to think of something, revealing a look of grasping the last straw, and his lips couldn't help opening and closing slightly.

"All living beings are troubled, and all troubles are suffering. Troubles are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increased nor decreased. The visible is born of the invisible, the incapable is born, and the unborn is returned to the ......"

An obscure Buddhist scripture came out of his mouth silently and chanted.

And this scripture is the meditation mantra given to him by King Pure Lotus back then.

The meditation mantra has the effect of refreshing the mind and maintaining consciousness, although Dongfang Mo doesn't know whether this method has any effect, but now his situation, he can only give it a try, and the dead horse will be a live horse doctor.

What made him ecstatic was that at the moment when he had just recited the meditation mantra, the breath that kept drilling into the sea of his consciousness and made people smell it instantly faded, and the pain of the headache was also reduced a little.

Suddenly, the scriptures recited in Dongfang Mo's mouth became more and more fluent. Before he knew it, his whole being was completely immersed in the clarity that the meditation mantra had brought him, and only the obscure scriptures sounded in his head.

Dongfang Mo didn't know how long it was, maybe it was a day, or maybe it was a few days, and the long meditation mantra finally disappeared from his mind, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

Immediately, Dongfang Mo found that his eyes were a blood-red color. Apparently he was still sealed in that blood-colored film.

At this time, he was quite nervous in his heart, and wondered if the breath that eroded his mind would come immediately when he stopped chanting the meditation mantra, but what relieved him was that he did not smell disgusting through his keen sense of smell. It seemed that the smell had suddenly disappeared, which gave him a long sigh of relief.

The question now in front of Dongfang Mo is how to get out of trouble from this place.

At this time, he could feel that the storage bag and other things were still on his body, but his body was still as black as ink, and he didn't have the slightest strength to mobilize.

Recalling the previous scene, Dongfang Mo frowned deeply.

"Is it ......?"

As his mind turned, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then his mind moved, trying to get the Nightmare Extreme Decision in motion.

For just a moment, it could be clearly seen that the pitch-black color on Dongfang Mo's body was gradually fading, as if it had submerged into his body.

"Sure enough!"

At this moment, Dongfang Mo's face showed a touch of ecstasy.

When he was dealing with the monster that was condensed by many poisonous puppets, he had sacrificed the treasure of the Sealing Spirit Ring, but later he found that although this treasure was effective against the monster, the effect was not obvious, and he could see from that that the monster should not be a simple mana.

In addition, the tail in his hand and the black rain stone and other things in his hand could restrain this fang, so he guessed that there might be demonic qi or demon yuan in this fang's body.

At this time, he was extremely determined, and he actually absorbed a little of the black aura on his body, and successfully transformed it into a demon element, which immediately confirmed his guess.

So Dongfang Mo suddenly turned into action, and then it seemed that the pitch black color on his skin was getting lighter and lighter.

It was only after a certain moment that he suddenly found that the Nightmare Pole was no longer useful, and at this time he was still covered with a faint layer of darkness.

"Huh?"

Dongfang Mo frowned.

These dark colors he couldn't absorb with the Nightmare Extreme Determination, and they were obviously not demonic qi.

But even so, he breathed a sigh of relief, for he realized that he could finally move.

Although I can't use my hands and feet freely, I'm at least much better than before.

"Click......"

Just when Dongfang Mo's heart was excited, suddenly he heard a sound that seemed to be something shattering.

At this moment, he held his breath, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Whew!"

The next moment, another sound of breaking wind sounded. Immediately afterward, silence fell once more.

Dongfang Mo waited quietly for a moment, and found that there was still no sound around. Although he was still suspicious in his heart, he still grabbed the storage bag, trying to take the bone tooth out of it, and now only this old can help him in this situation.

But then he found that the mana in his body still couldn't be mobilized in the slightest, and naturally he couldn't take anything out of the storage bag, which made his expression twitch.

After a while, Dongfang Mo took a deep breath, looking at the blood-colored film in front of him, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, and with a shake, the three-foot nightmare tail suddenly came out.

But just when Dongfang Mo was about to use this thing to directly shatter the blood-colored film in front of him, so that he could get out of trouble.

"Shhhh

The blood-colored film in front of him was suddenly torn apart from the outside by an external force.

At this moment, his mind tensed to the extreme, and then he suddenly looked up and looked forward.

Immediately he saw a petite figure, silently hovering in front of him.

Dongfang Mo was about to stab the tail in his hand forward without hesitation, but when he saw the appearance of the petite figure suspended in front of him, a look of astonishment suddenly appeared on his face.

"It's you!"

His mouth opened wide in surprise.

"Huh!"

And the figure in front of him also let out a soft sigh at this time, as if she didn't expect that Dongfang Mo had been sealed by this blood-colored film for so long, not only was he not demonized into a poisonous puppet, but he still retained his consciousness.