The man's eyes were closed, his mouth was open, and his face was full of hideous pain. And from its mouth, wisps of black wind continued to blow out.

These black winds didn't know what it was, they directly passed through the vine ball where Dongfang Mo and the two were located, and then submerged into the soil layer above their heads, and continued to blow upward, and finally rushed out of the ground and scattered in the desert above the two of them.

"Huh?"

Dongfang Mo frowned, not knowing what this thing was.

However, he could clearly feel that with the blowing of the black wind on his chest and face, the imprint of this person's face was gradually fading, and it seemed that it would eventually disappear voluntarily, which made him breathe a sigh of relief. He was afraid that this thing would torment him for hundreds of years, just like the curse of life and death back then.

At this moment, after Dongfang Mo's nose twitched slightly, his face changed suddenly.

"Not good!"

From the black wind that drifted away, he smelled a strong bloody breath.

In just a moment, he finally understood what the owner of the strange voice said was to give him a little courtesy.

In order to confirm his guess, Dongfang Mo waved his hand and stimulated a layer of cyan qi, trying to cover this black wind.

But at this time, he found a strange black wind, easily penetrated the Gang Qi, and continued to blow towards the top of his head.

Then he flicked his fingers, and a yellow flame burned the black wind. But under the incineration of the yellow flames, there was no sign of evaporation.

Next, he tried several methods, but each of them could not seal or destroy this black wind.

Even he sacrificed mutated spirit worms and let these spirit worms devour these black winds. These black winds seem to be intangible things, and all magic powers cannot eliminate them.

At this point, Dongfang Mo's face was finally extremely pale.

If what he expected, the effect of this bloody aura was to attract many bat demon monks. Now that he is in the crack of the bat demon, this bloody aura is equivalent to exposing his whereabouts. And what that means, will be self-evident.

In the next period of time, he may have a life-and-death escape, until the imprint of this face on his chest completely dissipates.

"Elder Dongfang, that was ...... just now"

Just when Dongfang Mo's face was extremely embarrassed, Duanmu Qing beside him looked at him at this time and asked.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo came back to his senses and said bluntly: "Someone secretly cast a spell on Poor Dao before. ”

Although he had expected it, when he heard Dongfang Mo's words, Duanmu Qing was still extremely surprised.

Dongfang Mo's appearance just now was extremely weird, and even now, the situation is not so optimistic. She also felt the black wind blowing out of Dongfang Mo's body, full of bloody aura, and she didn't know what happened to Dongfang Mo.

Just when this woman was suspicious in her heart, she heard Dongfang Mo speak at this time, "Now the spell on Poor Dao's body has not been completely lifted, and this kind of bloody aura will always be floating on his body, and if he continues like this, it will inevitably attract the Bat Demon Monk, if Elder Duanmu doesn't want to be implicated, leave now, Poor Dao will figure out his own way." ”

Hearing his words, Duanmu Qing finally understood why Dongfang Mo would continue to use various means before, trying to suppress the black wind blowing out of his body.

At this time, the woman's eyes froze, and then she said, "Let me try!" ”

"You?"

Dongfang Mo looked at this woman strangely, he didn't expect that in this case, this woman did not leave immediately, but thought about whether he could relieve the trouble on his body for him. Thinking of this, his good impression of this woman couldn't help but rise a little.

"Good!"

I saw him nod. Now let's be a dead horse and a live horse doctor, this woman has no success and no loss to him, if it succeeds, it will be an unexpected joy.

Next, I saw Duanmu Qing perform several methods in a row, and even a rather clever Wood Spirit Clan's secret technique, trying to suppress the black wind blowing from the face of the person in Dongfang Mo's chest.

But half an hour has passed, just as Dongfang Mo imagined, every means used by this woman have achieved nothing.

So he shook his head, "Elder Duanmu should leave as soon as possible, the goal of Poor Dao will be smaller." ”

"This ......"

Duanmu Qing hesitated.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo continued, "Don't worry, Poor Dao promised Elder Duanmu about things, naturally he will not break his word, everything will be left from the Bat Demon Rift and return to the sect, Elder Duanmu can just mention whatever he wants, and all the pills you need to break through to the Guiyi Realm will be provided by Poor Dao." ”

After getting Dongfang Mo's reply, Duanmu Qing bowed his head, and secretly said that this Dongfang Mo is really a trustworthy person.

And at this moment, through their divine senses, the two of them found that there were already bat-demon monks in the desert above their heads rushing towards this place.

The low cultivation of these bat demon cultivators is the Ning Dan realm, while the high cultivation has reached the infant realm, with the appearance of four or five people. They had just skimmed over the desert when they smelled the bloody aura that shook their hearts and made it difficult to fathom.

I believe that with the passage of time, there will be more bat demon monks rushing towards this place, and there will inevitably be high-level monks at that time, and it is even very likely that they will alarm the bat demon people in the Guiyi realm.

After seeing this scene, Duanmu Qing finally stopped hesitating, and this woman Huo Ran got up.

Dongfang Mo's words are reasonable, the two of them have a bigger goal, and she has not yet reached the point where she intersects with Dongfang Mo's life and death.

At this time, I heard this woman say: "In this case, then I will go first." ”

"Okay, after you get here, the poor road is still easy to find, Elder Duanmu can come to me."

"It's a deal." Duanmu Qing nodded.

After the words fell, the woman's body moved, and she disappeared directly into the rattan ball the size of a zhangxu.

After watching this woman leave, Dongfang Mo withdrew his gaze, and then turned his hand and took out a gloomy skull from the demon suppression diagram in his palm.

Now you may be able to ask Bone Fang if there is a way to block this strange aura, otherwise, in the bat demon crack, he is like a moving live target, and he will be chased and killed by the bat demon monk wherever he goes.

Then he briefly told Gu Ya what was going on, and asked if this old had a way to suppress the weird black wind on his body.

In just half an hour, he saw Dongfang Mo's figure rising into the sky, and his face was extremely gloomy at this time, and there was nothing he could do about it because of his bones.

The moment he rushed out of the desert, he saw dozens of bat-demon monks here, and immediately surrounded him. And there are others, who have already dived into the desert, obviously smelling the smell, and want to follow the smell to find the source.

At this time, Dongfang Mo flicked his sleeves, only to hear a low "buzzing" insect chirping. More than a thousand mutant spirit insects were divided into dozens of strands, and they headed towards these bat demon cultivators. Then there was a tingling gnawing sound and dozens of terrible screams.

These Bat Demon Cultivators, whose cultivation level was no higher than that of the Infant Transformation Realm, naturally could not be the opponent of this group of mutant spirit insects.

In the process, Dongfang Mo stood in place with his hands in his hands, watching these bat-demon monks being devoured cleanly without any emotional fluctuations.

At this time, he pulled back the clothes on his chest, and within a moment, many spirit insects vibrated their wings and turned into a cloud of insects, suspended above his head.

At this time, Dongfang Mo opened the placket on his chest and looked at the face rune. If this thing is to completely dissipate, I am afraid it will take at least a month. And this month, I'm afraid he will run away.

Now it is the low-level monks of the Bat Demon who are attracted, but you don't have to think about it to know that as time passes, there will be high-level Bat Demon people chasing after you.

……

Just when Dongfang Mo was anxious about the face rune on his body, he was outside the crack of the bat demon at this time.

You can see the rift of dozens of miles long, which has long been occupied by dense bat demons. And with the bat-demon rift as the center, countless bat-demon monks continued to spread into the distance, and one extended for hundreds of miles before stopping.

It's just that in this void hundreds of miles away, countless Bat Demon Cultivators are fighting fiercely with the people of the Qingling Dao Sect.

The two sides have been fighting each other for months. Although the number of Qingling Dao Sects is smaller, the number of Bat Demon Monks is even larger. However, most of the Qingling Dao Sect are high-level monks, and compared with the monks of the same level of the Bat Demon Man, they rely on the advantages of exercises and magic weapons, and their strength is much higher than that of the Bat Demon of the same level, so they fight more with less, and they do not fall behind.

It's just that from the crack of the bat demons, there is a steady stream of bat demons pouring out like locusts, looking at its posture, this time all the bat demons in the crack have been dispatched, if that is the case, the Qingling Dao Sect will inevitably be seriously threatened.

On this day, in the core area of the bat man's rift, three flame-like blood rays shot out from three directions.

All three of these three clusters of blood were blazing, and each of them had a figure.

If you look closely, among the two balls of blood light are two burly men. And in the middle of the blood light was a petite bat demon woman.

In front of the three men was an emaciated man in his forties. There was a leaf-shaped rune on this person's eyebrows, and this was the sheep elder of the Wood Spirit Clan.

Elder Yang's face was quite ugly now, and he looked at the three people behind him from time to time, his eyes were full of anger.

The Bat Demon is a branch of the Blood Bat Clan, and it can be regarded as a race. In the bat demon rift, there were at least five or more Half-Ancestor Realm cultivators, and they were also extremely aware of this.

This time, he chased and killed the devourer, originally thinking that it was a sure thing, but in the end he fell for it. These Bat Demon Half-Ancestor Realm cultivators had long expected that maybe the Qingling Dao Sect would attack the Half-Ancestor Realm Bat Demon Realm, so he, the Bat Demon Half-Ancestor, had laid a net in the cracks.

Fortunately, he was cautious this time, otherwise he would have almost fallen into the trap laid by the bat man. But Rao is like this, he is now also being hunted down and killed by three bat demon monks, and the situation is not optimistic.

"Whew!"

Just as this person was galloping forward, while thinking about countermeasures, he only heard a sound of breaking the air.

In front of him, a fourth ray of blood light appeared. In the blood light, he is the fourth half-ancestor realm monk of the bat demon people.

"Damn it!"

At this time, Elder Yang's face changed greatly, and at the same time, he scolded secretly.