Some people say that cutting off people's financial routes is the first hate.

However, for Zhang Mo, interrupting a good thing must also be regarded as a great enemy.

Blood Mist Ancestor never thought that Zhang Mo would jump out and roar louder than him, according to his original plan, Zhang Mo would flee in all directions, and then he could take the opportunity to break them one by one and play with these people between applause.

This abnormal phenomenon made the Blood Mist Ancestor instantly let go of his divine sense, and once again confirmed whether there were traces of the magic circle around, and after confirming that Zhang Mo and the others did not arrange the magic circle, the Blood Mist Ancestor breathed a sigh of relief.

"Starry sky!"

Zhang Mo did not hesitate to use the newly comprehended starry sky.

The starlight lit up, and it instantly surrounded the Blood Mist Ancestor, and at the same time, it was submerged into the Blood Mist Ancestor's body in an instant.

"The carving insect skill is also here to offer ugliness!" the Blood Mist Ancestor smiled contemptuously.

Rumble!

With a bang, the Blood Mist Ancestor's contemptuous smile turned into rage.

"The thief dares to plot against the Ancestor!" The huge blood-colored face of the Blood Mist Ancestor was blasted out of a fist-sized hole, but it couldn't deal a fatal blow.

Zhang Mo sighed secretly, raised his hand to raise the ebony wood shield, and at the same time, with a palm of his hand, the golden six discs suddenly appeared on his palm.

"Blood Mist Devouring Heart!" Blood Mist Ancestor shouted violently, and several arm-thick blood mist tentacles suddenly differentiated from his huge face, rushing towards Zhang Mo like a dragon.

A burst of spiritual pressure came in an instant, locking Zhang Mo firmly.

However, Zhang Mo did not intend to retreat, but urged the six discs on his palm to meet the blood mist tentacles of the Blood Mist Ancestor.

He wanted to see if the Six Dao Disks could absorb all the blood mist as before. If it doesn't work, then you can only use the mustard Sumeru Dan charm and escape.

That's when a magical scene happened.

Six coils swirled in front of Zhang Mo, but the blood mist tentacles of the Blood Mist Ancestor seemed to crash into it. It was instantly absorbed by Zhang Mo's six discs.

This scene made Zhang Mo, who was originally worried, immediately shine in his eyes, and the spiritual power urged the six disks to turn into a golden light and float towards the Blood Mist Ancestor.

Blood Mist Ancestor didn't despise Zhang Mo this time, originally he had always thought that the last time he would be injured was because he was trapped by the formation, but Zhang Mo's blow made him feel a little threatened.

The six Dao Disc approached rapidly, and the Blood Mist Ancestor did not intend to dodge, as a Void Cultivator, he did not want to dodge the attack of an early stage cultivator of God Refining.

"Break it for me!" The Blood Mist Ancestor quickly condensed a huge Blood Mist palm and slapped it towards Zhang Mo's six discs.

This palm down. Zhang Mo felt that it was pitch black above his head, and the Blood Mist Ancestor actually included Zhang Mo in it, obviously wanting to shoot Zhang Mo to death once and for all.

Airplanes!

The six disks immediately let out a humming sound. Without waiting for the Blood Mist Ancestor to hit it, it flew up and landed on the huge Blood Mist palm.

The palm of the blood mist is the size of two houses, but the six discs condensed by Zhang Mo are only the size of a palm, and the comparison between the two is simply very different.

However, the golden six-way disc held the blood mist palm steadily.

Zhang Mo, who had originally planned to use the Kunpeng Wings to dodge, immediately stopped in place.

Airplanes!

The golden six-way disc rotates. The blood mist palm was immediately sucked away in part. And the six discs rotated faster and faster, and the speed of absorbing the blood mist palm also accelerated.

In the blink of an eye, he absorbed nearly a third of the blood mist palm.

Then, in the time of a dozen breaths, the six disks absorbed the blood mist palm, and at the same time, the vultures floated in the air and kept humming.

The Blood Mist Ancestor's original blood-red face suddenly receded a lot, and its color became extremely dull.

Poor Blood Mist Ancestor, originally thought that this time he would be able to show off his might, and even spent his essence blood in advance to find Zhang Mo's whereabouts, but he didn't expect to be injured by Zhang Mo as soon as he made a move.

"Damn the thief. He actually hurt me with despicable means!" The Blood Mist Ancestor roared angrily, but when he thought of the wonder of the Six Dao Plates. At the moment, I flinched a little.

As soon as Zhang Mo saw that the six discs not only blocked the blood mist palm, but also absorbed the blood mist palm, he immediately urged the six discs to attack the blood mist ancestor.

"Starry sky!"

At the same time, the starry sky was cast again, and the shadowless sword turned into a little starlight and submerged into the body of the Blood Mist Ancestor.

After casting the starry sky for the second time, Zhang Mo's face turned pale violently, and a sharp pain in his brain almost made him faint.

Fortunately, he endured the pain and bit the tip of his tongue to prevent himself from fainting.

Rumble!

With a roar, a fist-sized hole appeared on the blood-colored face of the Blood Mist Ancestor's blood mist, and at the same time, the golden six discs also touched the Blood Mist Ancestor.

And Zhang Mo also holds the mustard seed Sumeru Dan Talisman, once something happens, he will urge the Dan Fu to flee immediately as soon as possible.

The Blood Mist Ancestor watched as the golden Six Dao Disc submerged into his body, and then a huge suction force was generated from the Six Dao Disk, and the Blood Mist Ancestor felt as if his body was surging towards the Six Dao Disc uninhibitedly.

Even Zhang Mo, who relied on the "Six Heavenly Books" to condense the Six Dao Disks, couldn't explain all this, and when he condensed the Six Dao Plates, Zhang Mo felt that the Six Dao Disks seemed to have a force that overrode this realm, but this power was extremely slight and not easy to detect.

Then the Blood Mist Ancestor began to struggle, but the more he struggled, the faster the six discs were absorbed, and in the blink of an eye, most of his body was absorbed.

"Ahh

Most of the remaining blood mist was devoured by the six discs.

Rumble!

Then the six discs let out a roar, and it seemed that there was an inaudible sound.

The golden six-way disk began to grow, and as the six-way disk expanded, there was a hole in the middle of it, and it expanded into a huge hollow ring in a few breaths, and this ring fell in an instant and directly covered Zhang Mo.

An incomparable force instantly restrained Zhang Mo, unable to move at all, his spiritual power was imprisoned, and even Zhang Mo's cultivation of the Nine Turns Vajra Gong was imprisoned and unable to move.

After a while, the ring formed by the six discs shrank back into Zhang Mo's palm, and the six discs had become the six rings.

"The restraint of these six rings is really good, and it should be a good hand against the enemy. Zhang Mo was satisfied with the six rings.

This time, the crisis of the Blood Mist Ancestor was solved, Yu Yu and Xiao Chu went out of the cave with some excitement to say hello to Zhang Mo, after all, they were able to fight against the Void Great Cultivator with the strength of the early stage of refining gods, and even won, such a record was enough to make Zhang Mo proud.

Of course, this time the Blood Mist Ancestor was not in his prime, he was severely injured for the first time in the magic circle, although he used the essence blood of young men and women to recover, but after all, he could not recover in such a short period of time, and it took some effort to find Zhang Mo and their whereabouts before, and even lost a clone.

Moreover, during the fight, the six discs condensed by Zhang Mo were surprisingly restrained by the Blood Mist Ancestor.

Under the influence of many factors, Zhang Mo can achieve such an effect, otherwise this situation would not have occurred.

The yurt area where the Golden Horde Shaman of the Sky Wolf Grassland is located.

Blood Mist Ancestor returned to the yurt again in embarrassment, this time he was even more miserable than the previous time, the last time he returned, he was still the size of a dustpan, but this time it was only the size of a fist.

The surrounding ancestors all showed a good show, and some were even ready to ridicule the Blood Mist Ancestors.

However, the Blood Mist Ancestor was not as depressed as outsiders guessed, but condensed an old face with excitement on his face, and kept muttering: "It's about to break through, it seems that the sky will not kill me!"

As he spoke, a black thunderbolt in the sky fell without warning, and the Blood Mist Ancestor's yurt was instantly blasted to pieces, and the jet-black thunderbolt instantly hit the Blood Mist Ancestor.

With just one blow, the remaining fist-sized essence blood of the Blood Mist Ancestor was scorched black all over the surface, but after shaking off the black scorched black on the outside, the Blood Mist Ancestor's essence blood became even more bright red.

"He's about to break through! If the old man remembers correctly, this guy Blood Mist has been stuck in the early stage of the void for a thousand years. An onlooker said with some surprise.

"Hey, the blood mist has no body, and it was already the limit of cultivation to this point, but I didn't expect to be able to break through again, it seems that this thousand years of accumulation have also helped a lot, tsk. Another ancestor said with great emotion, not knowing whether it was envy or jealousy in his tone.

Under the incessant thunder bombardment, the blood of the Blood Mist Ancestor became more and more bright red, and even a trace of golden light in the bright red at the back.

When the last thunderbolt fell, the Blood Mist Ancestor was left with only walnut-sized essence blood, but this piece of essence blood had already condensed into a substance, extremely hard.

After the light of the tribulation thunder dissipated, an old man with a blood-red body appeared in front of everyone, and the Blood Mist Ancestor actually transformed into a body, but as soon as he appeared, he sat down cross-legged, and at the same time, the disciples who had avoided at the beginning of his tribulation also came back instantly, cleaning up the mess as quickly as possible, and at the same time rebuilding the yurt.

"The little thief is hateful! the first thing I will do after I recover is to seek revenge on you!" the Blood Mist Ancestor shouted in his heart, but because he had been severely injured before, and he was not prepared in the slightest when the thunder tribulation came, he almost exhausted everything when he carried this thunder tribulation, and he was almost wiped out.

If he wants to seek revenge on Zhang Mo, the Blood Mist Ancestor will have to spend some time recovering his body.

The surrounding ancestors looked at the appearance of the Blood Mist Ancestor, and they all went back with complicated feelings.

"Get five thousand men and women quickly. The Blood Mist Ancestor began to give orders again, and the disciples of the Yuan Demon Sect who were guarding outside the yurt immediately got the order and moved together.

The people of the Heavenly Wolf Grassland will fall into fear again, for a period of time, they will inevitably not dare to go out on horseback alone, nor dare to go out to graze alone, the monks of the Yuan Demon Sect treat the secular people of the Heavenly Wolf Grassland like grass mustard, which is really the sorrow of the people of the Heavenly Wolf Grassland.

(To be continued.) )