Taoist students

Chapter 120
When he dealt with Ubicha last time, he used a trick to force Gu Ya out with a fluke mentality.

To his surprise, the flame in the old boy's mouth seemed to specifically restrain the blood race.

At that time, under a flash of fire, Ubicha was burnt to the point that there was not even a slag left.

The situation was critical this time, and I almost forgot about it.

"Gu Ya, burn him!"

Dongfang Mo ordered without hesitation.

"Wow, boy, what kind of person are you when you are Grandpa Gu? If you call, you will come, and if you wave, you will go."

Seeing Dongfang Mo is about to stumble, how can it help, it's fine if it doesn't make trouble.

"You can think clearly, if the skeleton falls into the hands of this person, will he give it to you?"

"This one……"

Hearing this, Gu Ya couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

"Boy, I can't blame Grandpa Gu this time. Lao Tzu's Yin-eating Ghost Flame can only restrain low-level blood cultivators. I can't do anything about him who has reached the foundation-building stage."

The green flames in Gu Ya's eyes danced, but he said.

"Ok?"

A stern look flashed in Dongfang Mo's eyes. Judging from the dodging eyes of the old boy, it was obvious that he was pushing back and forth again.

"Fellow Taoist, this devil is an old demon who escaped from the throne of Jinglian Dharma. He has practiced for thousands of years. It can be said that he knows the past and knows the present, and he is omnipotent. Now I will give it to you."

After finishing speaking, Dongfang Mo threw it towards the red-faced man.

In his opinion, if the secret of bone teeth is known by this person, with its cautious character, it will definitely kill people.

"Dongfang Mo, I'm going to fuck your ancestor, you dare to expose the identity of Grandpa Gu, you son of a bitch will die!"

Yelling loudly, this kid is really a dog who can't change his food and shit, and his ability to cross rivers and tear down bridges is even worse than him.

In the distance, the red-faced man saw such a strange skull floating towards him, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

However, the movement was not slow, the body turned on the spot, and the trident swung suddenly, hitting the skull in an instant.

He was sure that even if this heavy blow fell on a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage, he would have to smash him in two.

As for this skull, no matter what kind of ghosts and snakes he is, he will definitely end up in pieces.

"Ding!"

In the next moment, there was only a crisp sound of metal clashing.

"Wow!"

The skull screamed, and was sent flying hundreds of feet away.

Seeing this, the red-faced man was shocked and said:
"What is this!"

I didn't expect this skull to be so hard.

At this moment, a trace of anger flashed in Dongfang Mo's eyes.

He was sure that Gu Ya, an old boy, would definitely be able to burn this foundation-building monk to ashes, but he was unwilling to do so.

The mantis catching the cicada and the oriole was behind, it must have waited for itself to be killed by the blood cultivator, and then it would make a move, and then reap the benefits of the fisherman.

He has a deep understanding of the cunning of this old thing.

It seems that the plan to force it to take action has failed.

At this time, Gu Ya had already been shot hundreds of feet away, and landed in a pile of rocks in the distance. Looking at the two people in the distance, there was a ghostly ghost in his eyes.

"Kill it, kill it, kill that bastard, he has a lot of good things on him, and it will be mine at that time. Playing with me, Dongfang Mo, you fool is still a little tender."

The red-faced man looked at the skull that was knocked into the air, but he didn't expect that thing to be so weird, and it was unharmed by the blow he had prepared.

I wanted to chase after him to find out, but when I saw Dongfang Mo looking at him.When a faint sarcasm flashed in his eyes, for some reason, he felt something bad in his heart.

At the same time, seven or eight waist-thick vines broke through the ground at his feet, and in just a split second, the vines twisted and wove into a withered shape, imprisoning him.

In the next moment, two groups of black light clusters shot out and merged into the dry prison.

At the same time, Kulao also turned into a solid dark green, with solid wood grains appearing on it.

At this time, Dongfang Mo was standing in the distance, his fingers were moving rapidly, and he was muttering words.

Numerous wooden thorns as thick as arms drilled out of the dry prison, piercing all over the red-faced man's body.

The red-faced man saw disdain in his eyes, and saw him wave his trident.

"Kakkaka!"

Smash all the wooden thorns all over the body.

At the same time, taking advantage of the trend, it smashed hard on the dry prison.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, a finger-thick crack appeared on the dry prison.

Although Dongfang Mo had expected it earlier, he was still shocked at this moment. He didn't expect that the Dry Prison Technique that incorporated vitality would not be able to trap this person for too long.

Seeing the trident falling crazily, cracks were all over the prison, and it seemed that it would not last long before the opponent was about to break free.

At this moment, without thinking about it, the figure rushed over.

"Canopy!"

At the same time, sawdust scattered all over the sky, revealing the figure of a red-faced man.

As soon as the red-faced man Fang appeared, he frowned. It turned out that Dongfang Mo had already appeared in front of him at some point, and with a wave of his hand, a black light pierced through his cuff again.

This thing was the thing that hurt him before, the thing that looked like a black whip.

The red-faced man had suffered from this thing, so he was naturally on guard for a long time.

Therefore, instead of panicking, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I saw the cloud of blood mist before flashing, appearing above his head, and covered it down, blocking his face.

"Pfft!"

The black whip pierced into the blood mist instantly.

The next moment, Dongfang Mo felt his arm sink, and the black whip could not advance even an inch after being submerged in the blood mist for a few minutes.

Not only that, there was also a corrosive and cold breath in the blood mist, which passed along the long whip.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo frowned, inspired by mana, and stirred vigorously.

Finally, the blood mist was dispersed, and taking this opportunity, he drew back the black whip.

In an instant, he took off the gourd at his waist and flicked off the stopper of the gourd.

Originally, he was about to spray it on the red-faced man, but in the next moment, before he could make a move, he heard a loud "buzzing!" sound.

A gust of black wind suddenly emerged from the gourd, and rushed towards the blood mist in front of him, submerged in it for an instant.

I saw the blood mist actually began to disappear in pieces.With just one breath, the figure of a red-faced man appeared.

When he saw the black wind, the expression of the red-faced man changed.

With his cultivation base, he could tell at a glance that the black winds were tiny black silkworms.

I don't know what this bug is, but it can swallow his blood spirit mist.

In the next breath, all the blood mist disappeared, and the black wind rushed towards him.

The red-faced man paled in shock, how dare he let the weird bug get close, only to see his figure burst back.

But no matter how fast he moved, a small wisp of black wind still stuck to the palm of his hand holding the trident.

In just an instant, the back of his hand began to melt slowly, exposing scarlet granulation and blood vessels.

"what!"

Feeling a sharp pain on the back of his hand, the red-faced man let out an exclamation.

So the palm shook, trying to shake the bugs away.

But that worm is like a tarsal maggot, and it cannot be shaken off no matter how hard it is.Not only that, due to this delay, half of the palm has dissipated.

Seeing this, the red-faced man opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of bright red flames, which burned on the back of his hand.

But when the flames were gone, the bugs were still gnawing at his flesh and blood.

"Damn!"

The red-faced man rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand, grabbed his wrist, and twisted it hard! "

"Crack!"

He tore off his arm abruptly, and threw it several feet away.

In the next breath, the broken arm disappeared instantly under the erosion of those insects.

At the same time, the black wind rose again, and the two merged and pressed towards him.

The red-faced man turned pale, looking at the black wind with fear in his eyes, and then retreated again.

But Heifeng followed like a shadow, as if there was something too attractive about him.

Seeing this, the red-faced man gritted his teeth, and rushed towards Dongfang Mo to capture the thief and the king. As long as this person was captured, the black wind would break by itself.

Fortunately, although the bug was weird, its speed was not fast.Therefore, he easily bypassed it, and when he appeared, he was several feet away from Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo's expression changed in the distance. He originally thought that this person would be swallowed by these bugs, but he didn't expect this person to be so ruthless that his arm was torn off.

Although he knew that blood monks had many skills that could regenerate a broken arm, but in this situation, the two of them were already immortal.

So with a cold snort, he was about to integrate the vitality into the subtlety of the wooden stabbing technique, and desperately fought to use the technique that he could exert the greatest power now.

Just when a mass of dense wood spirit power appeared in front of him.

Suddenly, a black shadow covered his head.

Looking up, Dongfang Mo's eyes suddenly revealed a look of great joy.

(End of this chapter)