Seeing Dongfang Ink's claw-like five fingers grabbing it, Elder Yan was shocked and leaned back with his upper body, subconsciously avoiding this blow.

He didn't know why Dongfang Mo's speed could be so fast when his bloodline was suppressed. You must know that even if he has the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the One Realm, he will not be able to move freely in the prohibition arranged by that Half-Ancestor Realm Great Perfection Silver Venerable.

In this case, just now he was actually injured by Dongfang Mo, a Dao Breaking Realm monk.

And at this time, Dongfang Mo was even more victorious in pursuit, as if he wanted to kill him.

Seeing Elder Yan's body leaning back, Dongfang Mo's five fingers all turned into gold, giving people a sense of sharpness.

At this time, I saw his five fingers, getting closer and closer to the face door of the Elder Dead. If this claw fell, the head of the Dead Elder would be blown up.

Seeing Dongfang Mo's five fingers getting bigger and bigger in his pupils, Elder Yan opened his mouth without thinking, and with a "sting" sound, a turquoise filament burst from his mouth towards Dongfang Mo's palm.

However, as soon as this turquoise filament shot out, when I heard a "bang", the thing exploded and dissipated in front of Dongfang Mo's palm three inches ago.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo sneered in his heart, he couldn't use magic powers in this place, he had tried this before.

At this time, his palm was only less than half a foot away from the face of the Dead Elder, and he could imagine the situation when this blow fell, and the Dead Elder's head exploded.

Elder Yan's face finally changed, and he felt a strong crisis.

"Humph!"

At the last moment, I only heard him snort coldly.

This cold snort was a kind of divine sense attack, with some kind of strange penetrating power, like thunder, directly resounding in Dongfang Mo's mind, and Dongfang Mo's face suddenly turned pale.

But his iron head skill is obviously not a vegetarian, the golden light suddenly brightened, like a golden sun, and almost instantly Dongfang Mo woke up.

At this time, Elder Yan had already taken the opportunity to tilt his head back three inches, and no matter how long Dongfang Mo's arm was, he couldn't grab it at his face.

But before Elder Yan could breathe a sigh of relief, Dongfang Mo originally grabbed the five fingers that were facing him, changed direction, and slapped Elder Yan down on the chest.

At such a close distance, Elder Yan obviously couldn't move his steps and retreat, and at this moment he watched Dongfang Mo's palm slowly land, and then slapped it on his chest.

"Bang!"

Although the speed at which this palm fell was extremely slow, it still made a muffled sound when it landed on Elder Dead's chest.

Then I heard a clear "click" sound, and I saw that Elder Yan's chest collapsed under Dongfang Mo's slap. If you could see it, you would see that the person's entire ribcage was shattered.

In just this moment, Elder Yan's face changed drastically, and his eyes were full of horror.

Although he had the Great Perfection cultivation of the Unified Realm, he was not a physical cultivator, so under the palm of Dongfang Mo, a monk of the Unified Realm, his physical strength was comparable to that of the Unified Realm, and he was seriously injured.

"Boom!"

What frightened Elder Yan even more was still behind, after Dongfang Mo slapped his chest into collapse with one palm, an astonishing repulsive force erupted from his palm.

Under Dongfang Mo's control, this repulsive force was like a pillar of air, directly piercing Elder Yan's chest.

I saw a large piece of flesh and blood flying out from the back of this person, and it was ignited with a roar in mid-air, and all of it was turned into ashes before it hit the ground.

On Elder Death's chest, a fist-sized bloody hole appeared with clear front and back.

The murderous intent in Dongfang Mo's eyes was even worse, at the same time as he slapped it with a palm before, his steps had already taken a step forward, and after approaching, his five fingers were claws again, but this time he grabbed this person's dantian.

"Juniors are looking for death!" Elder Dead was furious.

But he had nothing to do, he could only watch Dongfang Mo's palm grasp his dantian. His hairs stood on end, and he felt creepy.

Elder Dead tried to lift his feet and step back. But Dongfang Mo's speed was several times slower than him.

Mu Ziyu, who was beside the two, was stunned under the light veil. For so long just now, she clearly saw the "fierce fight" between the two. With the blood veins all over his body suppressed, Elder Martyr, a Great Perfection cultivator of the One Realm, was actually powerless to parry, and at this time it was already at the point of life and death.

Just when Dongfang Mo's palm was less than a foot away from Elder Martyr's dantian, Elder Mourn's eyes showed a touch of ruthlessness.

"Whew!"

Without warning, the man's body spontaneously combusted, and his whole body turned into a raging humanoid flame.

Dongfang Mo was suddenly taken aback, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he grabbed this person's dantian.

At this time, he was horrified to find that the body of the Elder in the flames was becoming shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and this person was burning the essence and blood on his body.

Dongfang Mo's heart was fluttering, and he didn't know what Elder Yan meant by this move.

But in a flash of lightning, he reacted. At this time, he didn't want to grab the dantian of the Elder Death again.

At this moment, the Dead Elder has turned into a skeleton frame that seems to be covered with skin and bones, this person's eye sockets are deeply sunken, and there is no life on his body. The green dress, which was originally the size of the fit, hung on him at this time, as if it would fall down at any time. The hole in the chest that was pierced by Dongfang Mo's palm was also dried by the air, and the internal organs in it were all dried up.

"Boom!"

Just as Dongfang Mo was about to grasp Elder Mourn's dantian with one palm, a dry palm and iron tongs grabbed his wrist. On closer inspection, the person who shot it was the Elder Martyr.

This person's movements were several times faster than before, blocking Dongfang Mo's grasp.

This is because the Elder Mourning has burned all the blood on his body, and the bloodline prohibition here will naturally greatly reduce the suppression effect on him. Although his strength will be seriously affected, his speed of action will increase dramatically.

At the moment of crisis just now, he had to do this, otherwise, he would most likely fall into Dongfang Mo's hands.

Dongfang Mo looked up at Elder Yan in anger, and then he found that this person only had a layer of dry skin wrapped around his cheeks, and looked at him with a grim smile. Then the man grabbed the five fingers of his wrist and violently forced, like a steel plie, to cut off his palm.

The golden light and the magic pattern on Dongfang Mo's wrist appeared at the same time, and then shook hard.

With a "bang", he shook the five fingers of the dead elder open.

Then he raised his arm and punched the man in the face.

However, the Elder Death, who had a great increase in speed, just raised his palm lightly, and with a "snap", his palm slapped on his fist, and this person's arm trembled slightly, and this blow was blocked by him.

Dongfang Mo was disdainful of this, and then he saw him raise his arms, grasp the silver bead in one hand, and clench it into a fist. The other hand was a knife with five fingers, and the golden light lit up on the palm blade, and his arms alternated, slashing at the Dead Elder in front of him.

And under his ferocious onslaught, Elder Yan raised his withered palm to greet him. I don't know what spell this person cast, after the essence blood burned, his dry palm was as hard as iron and stone, and it didn't break under Dongfang Mo's slash. The two of them clapped their fists together, and there was a clanging sound like metal clashing, which clearly resounded in the law room.

At this time, in Mu Ziyu's opinion, the fierce fight between the two was like a hand-to-hand fight between two mortals falling into the water, and the movements were extremely slow.

But in terms of physical body alone, Dongfang Mo, a Dao Breaking Realm cultivator, is even stronger than Elder Death. In just a moment, Elder Yan showed a disadvantage, and subtle cracks appeared on the bones wrapped in this person's dry skin. Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo was naturally overjoyed, so he increased his efforts without reservation.

Elder Yan looked at him and suddenly smiled strangely, and then this person's footsteps suddenly stepped back, looking at him, he actually wanted to leave this law room. As long as he leaves this place, he will have no trouble killing Dongfang Mo.

"I want to go!"

Dongfang Mo naturally understood Elder Yan's intentions, and at this time, he was going to increase his offensive and not give this person a chance to escape.

But before he could move, he suddenly found that the long robe made of human skin on his body was emitting wisps of green smoke, and then the blood suppression he was subjected to gradually increased.

"Damn it!"

Dongfang Mo scolded secretly, it seems that this caftan is about to be scrapped. He was still here at that time, and he would be a lamb to the slaughter.

Filled with anger, he opened his five fingers to shoot at the Elder Mourning who was about to retreat, and a suction force immediately covered this person.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he took a step forward and stood in front of the man, closer to the door.

If he can't kill the Dead Elder, then he will have to be ready to run away.

Elder Yan also understood Dongfang Mo's intentions at this moment, and he also discovered that something was wrong with the robe on Dongfang Mo's body.

After thinking about it, he seemed to think of something, guessing that Dongfang Mo should rely on the long robe on his body in order not to be suppressed by the bloodline prohibition. And the caftan on his body seems to be a consumable, so as long as he delays for a while, when the time comes, the caftan on Dongfang Mo's body will be destroyed, and the other party will let him slaughter it. As soon as he thought of this, Elder Yan took the initiative to entangle Dongfang Mo instead.

Now he not only wants to get the map back, but also gives Dongfang Mo to his hand.

After stepping into the Unified Realm for so many years, let alone a Breaking Dao Realm monk, even if he was a Returning Realm monk, no one had ever made him so embarrassed.

Dongfang Mo watched the robe on his body gradually burning, and couldn't help but feel anxious, and while fighting with Elder Yan's fist, he sped up his speed and kept retreating.

At the moment, he was less than a foot away from the gate, and at most he could step out in a few steps. But he didn't know if the long shirt on his body would last until that time.

A few breaths can be said to have passed in a moment, and just when Dongfang Mo was still one step away from the door, the robe on his body turned into ashes with a "whirring".

In just a moment, his pressure skyrocketed, and he felt like his body was heavy.