Seeing that this matter could not be good, Dongfang Mo's movements could not be described as unpleasant, he turned around, looked at the two middle-aged men behind him, and opened his mouth suddenly.

"Woo Woo ......"

The Soul Stone and the Natal Stone blurted out, like two marbles, shooting towards the eyebrows of the two as fast as lightning.

Seeing this, one of the two immediately turned his hand and took out a yellow broadsword, and the thing swelled violently under the sacrifice, turning into a huge one. As his hand lifted and fell, the broadsword buzzed and trembled, and then slashed down towards the natal stone.

The other person opened his mouth and offered an object that resembled a tortoiseshell. With the agitation of his mana, this thing also swelled to the size of a zhang, blocking in front of him.

"Qiang ...... Qiang ......"

In the next breath, I heard the crisp sound of two metal clashes.

I saw that the moment the broadsword was hit by the natal stone, the yellow light on it suddenly dimmed. On top of the blade in the center, a fist-sized notch emerged.

Not only that, but the broadsword withstood a huge force and rolled back for a while. Even the middle-aged man behind him turned pale, and the breath in his body rolled violently, and then he retreated with a bang.

Looking at the other person, the moment the tortoise shell he sacrificed was blocked in front of him, the marble-like soul stone hit the center of the tortoise shell, and then he saw that the soul stone was directly embedded in it, and in the "click" sound, a spider web-like crack appeared on the surface of the tortoise shell.

But the tortoiseshell was obviously not mortal, and even then it did not shatter immediately.

"Hmm!"

The middle-aged man's body behind this object staggered, and his heart was not lightly damaged.

And before the two of them had time to move, they only heard a "buzz", and the volume of the soul stone and the natal stone suddenly soared, turning into a round boulder the size of a zhang, and a circle of black light and a circle of yellow light erupted from it, instantly covering the two middle-aged men behind them.

In just this moment, one of the figures was covered by a force of gravity, as if a thousand jun were pressing on the top, and it was difficult to move.

The other person stiffened, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo's mind moved, and the two boulders directly shook the tortoise shell and broadsword in front of him, and blasted towards the two of them without slowing down at all.

With such a distance, the two of them are almost unavoidable.

With the two muffled sounds of "bang bang", I saw that the two of them were hit without any fancy eyes. One of them even exploded into a blood mist.

And it was just a middle-aged man who was imprisoned by gravity, and at the critical moment, he sacrificed a layer of Gang Qi to block, because after this person was hit, the Gang Qi shattered, and his body did not burst, but just flew out upside down like a rag bag, and his whole body was shattered.

At this moment, this person's face changed drastically, and he didn't expect that just a photo would end him up like this. The two boulder magic weapons sacrificed by the East were terrifying.

Dongfang Mo didn't know what this person was thinking, he quickly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, something as thin as a hair shot out of his fingertips.

"Poof!"

The next moment, the middle-aged man with a broken body felt an itch in his eyebrows, and then a look of disbelief appeared in this person's eyes, and then the look in his eyes gradually darkened.

At this point, the hair-thin thing shot back and rewound around Dongfang Mo's fingertips.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man who was initially hit by the Soul Suppression Stone, his body turned into a blood mist, and a palm-sized primordial infant galloped out in the thick blood mist, and broke into the distance with a frightened face.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo smiled coldly, and at this time he stretched out his hand and grabbed this person from afar.

His strength is comparable to that of a Dao Breaking Realm monk, and he directly sacrificed the natal stone when he made a move, and he was defeated by just looking at these two people, and the sum of the front and back was only three or two breaths. Now among the monks of the same rank, he has a rare opponent.

But just as he was about to grab the middle-aged man's Yuan Ying in his hands, he suddenly heard a loud whistling sound behind him.

Dongfang Mo suddenly turned around, and saw two exquisite walnuts, whirling towards him.

When he felt a ferocious mana fluctuation from these two walnuts, even he couldn't help frowning.

However, this was a critical moment, a ruthless look appeared in Dongfang Mo's eyes, and his spare hand was clenched into a fist.

"Hula!"

A punch slammed into two walnuts that were spinning rapidly towards him.

Seeing that Dongfang Mo dared to shake her magic weapon with her body, Liang Tianqiong frowned, she naturally didn't believe that Dongfang Mo was looking for death in arrogance, thinking of this, the mana in this woman's body was agitated, and she saw that the speed of the two walnuts was spun up a few points again. A cloud of golden light broke through the air in the whistling room.

"Boom!" However, when Dongfang Mo punched the two walnuts, the two walnuts were suddenly scattered, and turned into two streamers of light that shot away in both directions.

However, under this blow, Dongfang Mo also suffered a huge infusion, and his body walked around before he stood firm.

At this time, he just glanced at Liang Tianqiong coldly, then turned around, and then took a shot with five fingers.

For a while, he had already taken the opportunity to escape to the middle-aged man's Yuan Baby, who was dozens of feet away, and was immediately covered by a suction. Then the figure of this person rolled back uncontrollably, and was separated by Dongfang Mo by an inch away, and was clutched in the palm of his hand.

Between the lightning and flint, Dongfang Mo's five fingers pinched hard, and with a "bang", this person didn't even scream, and Yuan Ying exploded. The viscous blood mist was easily resisted by the repulsive power emitted by Dongfang Ink, three feet away.

After doing all this, he finally turned around calmly and looked at Liang Tianqiong.

It only took five or six breaths before and after, and these two Divine Journey Realm cultivators who were the same as Dongfang Mo died in his hands. At this moment, Liang Tianqiong looked at him, his eyes full of jealousy.

Before, she thought that Dongfang Mo had hidden breath fluctuations, and that she should only have the cultivation of the Divine Journey Realm, which could also be seen from Dongyang's pursuit and killing of Dongfang Mo at the beginning.

But now, she didn't dare to be so sure.

So she immediately reached out and recalled the two exquisite walnuts that had been knocked away by Dongfang Ink.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo was also a move, and the Soul Stone and the Natal Stone roared and landed in his palm.

"Whoosh!"

Just as he was about to rush towards this woman, suddenly Liang Tianqiong stepped on his jade foot, and his figure shot backwards in a certain direction, and disappeared into the mist in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo was also taken aback, but he didn't expect this woman to flee without a fight.

After thinking about it carefully, he decided that Liang Tianqiong most likely regarded him as a Dao Breaking Realm cultivator, so he was like this.

But in any case, Dongfang Mo knew that if he let this woman escape, he would inevitably cause more trouble, so he chased after this woman without hesitation.