At this time, Dongfang Mo's heart was instantly filled with a shock and disbelief.

He never imagined that at such a time, he would be spelled by the owner of that strange voice.

He immediately remembered that back then, on the Black Rock Star Domain, this person had manipulated Ling Yi, and Ling Yi had also taken away a lot of his essence blood.

From that moment on, he began to worry that after his essence blood was taken away by Ling Yi, the one behind this person would not use this to deal with him.

Now it seems that the time to come is still coming.

The reason why the owner of this strange voice was able to cast a spell on him was because he used his essence and blood as a curse.

But Dongfang Mo knew very well that although the spell was powerful and weird, it had a lot of restrictions. For example, if the distance is too far, it is impossible to cast a spell, and even if it can, the spell cast will not reach the expected power. This is also the reason why after he obtained the blood of the Black Demon Crusader woman that day, he did not immediately cast the Blood Poison Rotten God Curse on the woman. The distance is too far to seriously injure or even injure this woman.

The owner of that strange voice, if nothing else, should still be floating on the Black Rock Star Field of the major nebulae, and I don't know how many nebulae have crossed from him.

At such a distance, this person can cast spells on him, in addition to the strength of this person, Dongfang Mo guessed that this was also related to the fact that the power of his bloodline was in a state of explosion. Therefore, the spell cast with his essence blood can achieve this effect.

"Who the hell are you!"

At this time, Dongfang Mo transmitted the voice with his divine sense.

"Mighty ......" After his words fell, another sly laugh sounded, "One day, you will know." ”

"Poor Dao has no grievances with you, for the sake of wisps of attacking Poor Dao!" Dongfang Mo said angrily.

And as he spoke, the black spots under his skin had begun to condense and turn into wrapped black flower bones, each of which was the size of a fingernail, densely dotted all over his body, looking a little oozing.

At this time, Duanmu Qing, who was behind him, naturally saw his strange appearance.

This woman's eyes were full of horror, and she didn't know why Dongfang Mo would suddenly have such a change. After thinking about it, this woman thought of "spells" or "poison" and the like.

"Elder Dongfang!"

Just listen to her whisper.

However, after her voice fell, Dongfang Mo did not move, and did not have any intention of answering her.

At this time, Dongfang Mo's eyes were closed, his face was tense, and his body trembled slightly.

The mana in Duanmu Qing's body quietly agitated, and he looked at Dongfang Mo quite vigilantly, in case the other party would suddenly make any abnormal moves.

At this time, Dongfang Mo naturally heard the woman's call, but he couldn't answer the woman.

And that strange voice sounded in his mind again, only to hear this person mutter: "Is there no injustice and no hatred......

"I thought that with your essence blood, you could unlock the shackles on my body, but you are still too weak, and the power of essence blood is obviously not enough." Listen to this humanity again.

Hearing his words, Dongfang's heart was spinning rapidly.

At this time, he forcibly calmed down, this person did not take much of his essence and blood, and the other party was far away from him, he should be able to try to break this spell.

As his mind turned, he thought of something, and looked at this person: "Who put the shackles on you?" ”

And it was okay that he didn't ask, the moment his words fell, the strange voice seemed to disappear in an instant, and his mind became silent.

And just by breathing, Dongfang Mo's body began to tremble.

Because of the flowers and bones on his body, they suddenly spun, and that cold feeling froze every cell on Dongfang Mo's body. The blood in his body had stopped flowing, even his heartbeat had stopped.

At this moment, he looked like a black sculpture, and the life on his body seemed to be passing away.

The only thing he can function freely is consciousness.

Seeing that this person's reaction was so strong, Dongfang Mo once again transmitted his voice with his divine sense: "It's the Sanqing Ancestor." ”

This time, his words seemed to completely anger the owner of the strange voice, and I saw the black flower bones on his body suddenly bloom and bloom into small black flowers with six petals.

The strange thing is that in the middle of the flower bones of these small black flowers, there is also a blurred human face, and if you look closely, this seems to be an old man with a wrinkled face.

The most striking thing is that the old man has a pair of eyes that are as muddy as mud.

As the face in the middle of the stamen breathed, wisps of black smoke continued to pour out from its mouth.

Dongfang Mo could clearly feel that these black smoke were very similar to the black miasma that could turn people into the living dead in Pengdao back then. It's just that the black smoke pouring out of these people's faces and mouths now is not known how many times purified compared to the miasma of Pengdao.

Under the infusion of these black smokes, Dongfang Mo's consciousness gradually blurred, and his consciousness was about to be lost.

And when this black smoke erodes his whole being, maybe he will become a living dead.

Just as he thought of this, black flower bones suddenly rushed upwards and rushed towards his head.

What frightened him was that because he couldn't mobilize his mana, his iron head skill couldn't work to protect the master, and at this moment he could only watch these weird flowers and bones disappear into his sea of consciousness.

"Hmm!"

For just this moment, Dongfang Mo only felt that his consciousness was about to be frozen by this cold force.

This black aura was still burrowing into his soul, and then began to grab his memory. In an instant, he felt that since he was three or two years old, his first memories had been invaded by this person, and for a moment there was an indescribable pain in his soul, which was comparable to soul searching.

In the case of being unable to move, it can be said that Dongfang Mo has no means to exert it.

At the critical moment, Dongfang Mo suddenly seemed to think of something, and he seemed to grasp the last straw that saved his life.

I saw that he relied on the last bit of lucid consciousness and began to recite an obscure scripture in his mind.

"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 of being, and the being is returned to nothing. The environment is born from the heart......"

This was the meditation mantra given to him by the Pure Lotus King back then.

The moment Dongfang Mo recited the meditation mantra in his mind, a faint golden light began to glow on his head.

At this time, Dongfang Mo didn't have time to think about it, all his bets were on the meditation mantra, so his whole person was immersed in this obscure, like the sound of Buddhist chanting scriptures.

Under the gaze of Duanmu Qing from behind, he seemed to be just sitting quietly in the rattan ball, and there were dense small flowers with human faces swimming around his body. But for some reason, the Dongfang ink at this moment gives people a sense of treasure and solemnity, like a Buddha sitting cross-legged.

In this way, I don't know how long it has been, Dongfang Mo, who has been chanting the meditation mantra from beginning to end, feels that his body seems to have a little bit of temperature. As time passed, he also felt the blood in his body start to flow.

And the small black flowers on his body are gradually fading.

In the process, the face on the flower bones always had a strange smile, as if he had expected such a result.

"Who am I, it turned out to be Jinglian's bald donkey helping you all the way, this person has a good calculation."

At this moment, I only listened to the faces on the flower bones.

At this time, Dongfang Mo could clearly feel that the power left on this person's body was constantly disappearing. At this time, he was already able to control his body, even if he didn't have to resist, those flowers and bones on his body would actively dissipate because of the weakness of the follow-up.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and he didn't hide the murderous intent in his gaze.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to entangle the poor road again, the poor road will kill you." Dongfang Mo Senran said.

This time, he didn't transmit the sound with his divine sense, but spoke directly.

Duanmu Qing, who was behind him, was taken aback when he heard his words. However, it is obvious that Dongfang Mo's object of speech is not aimed at her, it should be the strange face on his body.

"Hey, hey, hey...... There is a temper, I like it. The strange face replied at this time, "Don't worry, you and I will definitely meet, let me see if your ability is as big as your tone at that time." ”

"Poor Dao is also looking forward to that day." Dongfang Mo licked his lips, and the bloodthirsty intent in his heart had unconsciously grown.

The boiling blood was gushing and flowing in his body, and now he desperately wanted to kill and vent the murderous intent in his heart.

"I am a desolate ancient, and when we can meet each other, I will use your blood to sacrifice my pain for tens of thousands of years. Use your soul to sacrifice my suffering for tens of thousands of years. ”

Dongfang Mo sneered at this person's threat, "Is it ridiculous, Poor Dao remembers." ”

"In that case, then there will be a period later, and I ...... it," he said in a strange voice.

But then the man continued: "Besides, I'll give you a little gift before I leave." ”

After the words fell, I saw that the black flower bones on Dongfang Mo's body suddenly converged towards the position of his chest, and after overlapping one by one, they finally turned into a black human face mark.