And when he saw Dongfang Mo appear, the figure holding the treasure knife was only stunned for a moment, and then he saw the knife in his hand.

"Shhhh

A terrifying sword more than ten zhang long was inspired by the treasure knife in this person's hand, and with a terrifying aura, it slashed down angrily towards Dongfang Mo's clone Heavenly Spirit.

At the critical moment, this doppelganger only had time to deflect his head.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, I saw the knife slash on the shoulder of the clone, and then sink a foot deeper, almost to the chest.

But when it comes to this step, the terrifying sword will not be able to enter.

Not only that, the next breath of the sword burst out with a bang, turning into a stream of spiritual light, and then dissipating in mid-air.

"Huh!"

Seeing this scene, the person who shot it let out a soft sigh, and then said: "This is a puppet!" ”

And seeing that the puppet clone actually withstood this blow hard, a touch of surprise appeared on Dongfang Mo's angry face. Then he looked at the three figures in the white light again, and his face turned pale.

"Sima Qi, what do you mean!"

I only heard Dongfang Mo look at the figure holding the treasure knife.

Hearing this, the person in the white aura didn't seem to be the slightest surprised, and as soon as this person's mind moved, the white aura that covered him dimmed, revealing his true face.

Look closely, this is a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his appearance is unusually handsome, who else can it be if it is not Sima Qi.

At the same time, the other two figures wrapped in white aura also revealed their true faces.

Both of them were men in robes, and they looked like they were twenty-seven or eighteen years old. According to the information provided to him by Dongfang Jing at the beginning, these two people were the other two Sima family monks in addition to the Sima family's Returning One Realm elder.

Dongfang Mo Divine Sense swept it away, and found that these two people had the late stage of the Dao Breaking Realm, while Sima Qi, on the other hand, had the middle stage of the Dao Breaking Realm.

"Dongfang Mo, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, I didn't expect you to grow so far." At this moment, I only heard Sima Qi look at him and say in amazement.

Dongfang Mo turned a deaf ear to this, but looked at the three of them: "What do you mean by the three of you blocking the way of the poor doppelganger." ”

"What does it mean is not obvious, my spirit pet smelled your scent on this person, so I planned to take this person down, and after searching the soul, I could find your whereabouts, and then behead you again, but I didn't know that this was one of your clones."

"You want to find the poor road, isn't the poor road just showing up?" Dongfang Mo sneered and spoke.

"This is also true, you and I are in a big war now, and you and I are also having unresolved grievances, so today I will behead you here, and then send your head back to Dongfang's house."

"Hehe, Poor Dao thinks the same way." Dongfang Mo sneered.

"What a big breath."

Before Sima Qi could speak, a man from the Sima family beside him looked at him, and his disdain was overflowing.

There was also a cold murderous intent in the eyes of the other person.

Dongfang Mo didn't have the slightest fluctuation in his heart, just calmly stared at the three of them. For a while, the atmosphere on the field became a little tense.

Just as he was thinking like this, suddenly Sima Qi turned his hand and took out a gray ball, and then he threw it into the air.

"Whew!"

The gray ball broke through the air towards the height above his head, and when he came to a position of hundreds of zhang, it exploded with a "bang", turning into wisps of crystal filaments and falling down, covering Dongfang Mo and Sima Qi and others, and filling the range within a radius of thousands of zhang.

"Whew!"

In the next breath, the crystal filaments instantly burned into a gray flame.

But the gray flame came and went faster, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It's just that after the gray flames burned out, Dongfang Mo felt that the aura of the radius was isolated, and even his divine sense could not be explored, and this place seemed to have become a vacuum.

Not only that, but in this vacuum, you can't even send a message, so you can't call for help.

After doing all this, Sima Qi and the three of them immediately showed a triangular trend, and turned to move closer to Dongfang Mo.

At this moment, Dongfang Mo's palm unconsciously grabbed a black leather bag on his waist. And between the lightning and flint, I saw him stomp under his feet.

"Flutter!"

A palm-sized black shadow flickered from the shadow beneath his feet.

The speed of this black shadow was so fast that it was almost impossible to see, and in an instant, it shot towards the eyebrows of one of the men of the Sima family.

The man reacted quickly, tilting his head away, and a black shadow swept dangerously past his cheek.

It's just that Rao is like this, and a faint trace of blood also appeared on his cheek.

After missing the blow, the black shadow shot back, and instantly landed on Dongfang Mo's shoulder, and if you look closely, it is a falcon that is as black as ink.

"Look for death!"

The man of the Sima family was furious, and with a low roar, he was about to rush towards Dongfang Mo.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

At this moment, all of a sudden, I heard a Buddha horn.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo's four people looked up at the top of their heads.

At this time, a young monk who was only fifteen or sixteen years old was standing in the air with his hands folded, looking down at the four of them below.

"Damn, how can anyone in the Buddhist sect notice."

The moment he saw this person, Sima Qi's face turned pale.

The two Sima family men beside him also looked quite ugly.

Only Dongfang Mo, after glancing at the monk above his head, he withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Sima Qi and pouted.

On the way here, he guessed that most of the three people besieging his clone were Sima Qi. So on the way here, he crushed the transmission note that Monk Moche gave him.

In the Great Western Heaven and Earth Realm, there are people in the Buddhist sect patrolling anytime and anywhere, and it is strictly forbidden for anyone to fight privately.

Although he also wanted to behead Sima Qi and the three of them, but now that he was alone, and the other party had three people, even if he was conceited, he didn't think that he would have a chance of winning against Sima Qi and the three.

Of course, he still has some hope for the mutated spirit worm and the nine powerful ghosts in the demon suppression map. At this time, if he has these means, the other party must also have them. Save what he knows, Sima Qi has a strange beast on his body.

The most important thing is that Sima Qi is a disciple of a senior monk in Buddhism, and now in the Great West Heaven and Earth Realm, he has such a thing as a transmission note, thinking that if he really encounters danger, Sima Qi must also have the means to summon someone from Buddhism, and he still can't kill this person at that time.

According to Dongfang Mo's plan, on the way back to the human race, it is ideal to unite with Yue Laosan to make a surprise sneak attack and destroy these three people.

This is also the reason why when he came here before, he immediately pinched and exploded the transmission note.

Before a few people could move, they saw the young monk above their heads and threw the rosary in their hands.

The thing suddenly spun and shot out, and its volume skyrocketed, covering the void in a thousand square miles. As the young monk chanted the words, a piece of golden light suddenly sprinkled on the Buddha beads.

Under the illumination of the golden light, in just an instant, Dongfang Mo felt a shock in a thousand feet, and then that vacuum state recovered.

The young monk waved his hand, and the huge rosary shrank back and was rolled back in his hand.

Dongfang Mo and the others subconsciously probed their divine senses and swept them, and found that this monk's cultivation was unfathomable, and he thought that he was at least a monk of the One Realm.

"A few donors, what are you doing!"

At the same time, I only heard the young monk ask.

Hearing this, Sima Qi's reaction was not unpleasant, only to see him look at this person and bow his hand, "Master, junior Sima Qi, is a disciple of Venerable Hongde, I am just here to learn a thing or two, there is no other meaning." ”

"I see, if you want to learn, there is a martial arts competition, and I hope that a few donors will go to the competition, don't do it in private, so as not to embarrass the poor monks." The young monk said.

"Hehe, what the master said is reasonable, I'll leave now." Sima Qi nodded with a smile.

Then he cracked and turned around, and broke through the air.

As for the two people beside him, the same was true, and one of them took back the big net magic weapon that covered Dongfang Mo's clone before leaving.

The three of them disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

At this point, only Dongfang Mo was left here, as well as his clone, and the three young monks.

"This donor, it's okay."

I only heard the young monk look at him and ask.

"Thank you Master for saving the scene, Xiaodao is fine."

"That's good, why don't you go back with the poor monks." The young monk said again.

"Then there's Master Lao." Dongfang Mo nodded.

Next, I saw him come to the clone that was about to be split in half by Sima Qi, and after taking a look, he waved his sleeves and put the clone away. Only then did his figure move and he came to the side of the young monk.

The young monk sacrificed a layer of qi to wrap the two of them, and the two of them broke through the air together in a certain direction.

At this time, Dongfang Mo's face was calm, and he couldn't see joy and sorrow, only to see him glancing at the shadow on his shoulder. Then he stretched out his hand, and with a false grasp of his five fingers, he took a wisp of blood on the sharp beak of the shadow and his mouth at a position of three inches in the palm of his hand.

Looking at the wisp of essence blood in his hand that belonged to the man of the Sima family before, Dongfang Mo smiled gloomily.

"Let's take you to try the spell that Poor Dao has just refined!"

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