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Chapter 1087 The Nightmare's Question

At this time, Guisang was pierced through his chest by his magical weapon, and after being nailed to death in mid-air, he opened his mouth and let out a painful roar.

Seeing this, the Nightmare cultivator walked towards him with his hands behind his back.

And without this person's control, the huge blood curtain above his head finally stopped rolling, and correspondingly, there was no drizzle falling.

For a moment, Dongfang Mo only felt that the pressure dropped suddenly, which made him feel a lot easier.It's just that Huangliang City has become a sea of ​​ruins and blood.Only a few monks who were outside the range of the blood curtain escaped their lives by chance, and at this moment they scattered in a panic.

When Dongfang Mo looked at the Nightmare cultivator, the horror in his eyes was undisguised.

He had never seen what the Banzu's shot was like, but the Nightmare cultivator was able to crucify the ghost in mid-air with just a few rounds of waving. Perhaps only the Banzu had this method.

It's just that Guisang's eyesight must be higher than his. If this person is a half-ancestor, Guisang might run away immediately without even thinking about it.

In the same realm, he didn't find it strange that there was a huge disparity in strength, because if an ordinary middle-stage cultivator of the Immortal Ascension Boundary faced him, he would probably be instantly killed by him as well.

It's just that the fighting skills of monks in the unified realm shocked him too much, so he found it unbelievable.

And when the Nightmare cultivator was walking towards the ghost funeral, perhaps this person also felt the crisis of life and death.

"drink!"

At a certain moment, Guisang let out a low growl.

The moment the voice fell, after the person's physical body exploded before, the blood mist formed in mid-air suddenly paused, and then gathered together as if summoned, turning into a huge head.

Upon closer inspection, this head looks exactly the same as Guisang's, but it is more than fifty feet in size, and there is a ferocious bloody aura emanating from it, which is so hideous that people dare not look directly at it.

At this moment, even if a cultivator in the Infant Transformation Realm approached, he would probably be evaporated into nothingness by the ferocious aura emanating from the head.

"Ow!"

As soon as Fang made his move, the huge head immediately opened its bloody mouth, revealing two rows of dark white fangs, and swallowed the Nightmare cultivator below in one gulp, causing a gust of wind to set off around.

"Stubborn!"

The moment the Nightmare cultivator stopped, he also raised his head and opened his mouth.

"hiss!"

An unparalleled suction force erupted from his mouth, and then he saw a huge head swallowed towards him. The moment it was covered by the suction force, it was immediately pulled into a long strip, like a column of blood, towards The Nightmare Demon Clan cultivator burst into his mouth.

As the man's throat continued to throb, the huge head turned into blood, and he swallowed it all in just a dozen or so breaths.

"what!"

At this moment, the ghostly soul that was crucified in mid-air let out a furious roar.

Because his body had been completely devoured by the Nightmare cultivator, even though the blood bat cultivator didn't regard the flesh body as important, he would never be able to re-sacrifice one without hundreds of years.

"Gollum!"

Dongfang Mo swallowed dryly.

Secretly wondered when this person's strength would be achieved.

"Boom... whoop..."

Just when he thought of this, Guisang, who was nailed to death by the bloody spear in mid-air, suddenly exploded, and then a group of weak red light shot out.

At the same time, with a "hiss", the void seemed to be torn open by something, and then the red light was about to penetrate into it immediately.

At this moment, Guisang did not hesitate to use a life-saving secret technique of separating the soul from the soul. Only in this way would he have a chance to escape from this person's grasp.

He originally had a lot of means before, but it was too late to use them. His body was broken up by this Nightmare cultivator and he was severely injured.

But as long as he can escape this time, he will have a chance to make a comeback. He doesn't believe that Dongfang Mo has a second demon killing order.And at that time, he would definitely make Dongfang Mo, a little cultivator in the Immortal Ascension Boundary, unable to survive or die.

"boom!"

Just when Guisang thought of this, before he had time to step into the crack, the torn apart space was immediately hit by a fist, and instantly collapsed, and the illusory soul of this person was also set off by the raging power.

"Hoohoo!"

The Nightmare Clan cultivator grasped it with five fingers, only to see Guisang uncontrollably rewinding back, and finally fell into his hands, and was pinched tightly by this person.

Looking at the almost translucent soul of the ghost in the palm, the dark red pupils of the Nightmare cultivator showed no emotion, showing indifference.

On Guisang's face, there was only panic, and the soul's body was trembling slightly.

His strength is in the late stage of Unity Realm, not to mention top-notch, but it is definitely an upper-middle existence. I didn't expect to meet this Nightmare cultivator, even if his mind and soul were separated, he would not even have the qualifications to escape.

While being terrified, I heard Guisang say: "Wait a minute, fellow Taoist, if you are willing to let it go..."

"Oh!"

Before Guisang finished speaking, the Nightmare cultivator pinched his five fingers hard, and this person's translucent soul exploded, and this person didn't give him a chance to continue.

After finishing all this, the Nightmare cultivator casually clapped his hands as if he had dealt with a trivial matter.

After the ghost died, the blood curtain over Huangliang City lost the control of its master's mind, and slowly shrunk, and finally turned into a banner, which landed in a pool of blood in Huangliang City below.

Strangely, the blood of the beheaded monks in the city seemed to be drawn at this moment, and all of them were submerged into the banner like a sea of ​​rivers.
Turning a blind eye to this scene, the cultivator of the Nightmare Demon Race suddenly turned around and looked at Dongfang Mo.Then his figure changed, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Dongfang Mo, looking down at him from a high position.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo immediately came back to his senses, his heart was pounding, he looked at this person and bowed his hands: "Thank you for your kindness, senior."

And when he spoke, the bloody stellar energy around his body had not been withdrawn, and the anode body forging technique was also in operation, but Yan Jijue was still dormant in his body.

It is worth noting that at this time, the pair of blood holes on the side of his lower abdomen have healed under his strong recovery power, and there is no serious problem.

Only the injuries with cracks in the viscera in the body need to be recuperated for a period of time.

In addition, after the ghost lost his body and dao, the fly-headed rune between his eyebrows that kept drilling towards his sea of ​​consciousness also lost its power, and fell down from between his eyebrows, like a bubble, with a "wave" sound. Burst open.

"I didn't want to save you, it's just that you happened to activate the Demon Killing Order." At this moment, the Nightmare cultivator looked at him and his deep and thick voice sounded.

"Although that is the case, no matter what, the junior's life was indeed saved by the senior, so I should thank you." Dongfang Mo bowed again.

This time, the Nightmare cultivator didn't speak, but looked at him like a needle.And this kind of gaze appeared when this person saw him for the first time just now.

Dongfang Mo's heart tensed at first, and after a long time, he finally couldn't sit still, so he heard him say: "Dare to ask senior for advice."

Hearing his words, the Nightmare Clan cultivator's face was completely blank.

"Why do you have a lot of my family's things on you?"

As soon as this person finished speaking, Dongfang Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly yelled "Oops."

And for some reason, he suddenly felt the temperature around him drop suddenly, and a cold feeling enveloped his whole body.

Dongfang Mo looked up and met the man's dark red eyes, which made him shiver for no reason.

(End of this chapter)