Taoist students

Chapter 1216 Weaknesses
Looking at the slender thread that hit him not far away, Dongfang Mo's face was as gloomy as water.

While thinking about it, he seemed to think of something, looked at this person and gasped and said: "You are not Muzhen!"

At this moment, he finally came to his senses, secretly thinking that it is no wonder that the former Muzhen Shengzi died in his hands so easily, so it turned out that this person was not Muzhen.

It is very likely that the real Mu Zhen died long ago, and his body was occupied by this Shadow Clan member in front of him, who wanted to use Mu Zhen's identity to attack Gusu Ci.

The more Dongfang Mo thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was probably right.

And when he saw the Shadow Clan monk in front of him, for some reason, a figure he was quite familiar with couldn't help appearing in his mind.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Just when Dongfang Mo was wondering whether the person he was thinking of might be related to the person in front of him, he heard a cold laughter coming from the front.

Then the slender filament squirmed, and under his gaze, it finally turned into a vague black shadow.

This person has only a humanoid outline, and even the face is not clear.

"Dongfang Mo, you are indeed capable of becoming the Son of the Qingling." The voice of that blurred shadow sounded again.

"Huh?" Dongfang Mo's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, "You know me?"

"Guess!" The person did not answer.

"Hmph, who are you!" Dongfang Mo's face became more and more gloomy.

As he spoke, he took advantage of the situation and put away the jade bottle in his hand.

The monk of the Shadow Clan looked at the jade bottle that he had put away before, to be precise, it was the ray of hidden evil spirit in the jade bottle, and then he asked back: "Who am I, is it important to you?" !"

Dongfang Mo narrowed his eyes, and now he was more and more sure of this person's identity.

"However, I want to learn how you are stronger or weaker than Mu Zhen." Seeing that he didn't speak, the Shadow Clan monk said again.

"Really! Xiaodao thinks so too." Dongfang Mo sneered.

As soon as the words fell, he saw his heart move.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of demon souls above the head suddenly sank downward, like a black cloud overwhelming the top, suppressing towards the Shadow Clan monks below.

"Shhhhh..."

At the critical moment, the body of this Shadow Clan cultivator suddenly turned into two, two into four, and four into eight. In just a moment, eight human-shaped black shadows emerged and then disappeared suddenly.

When they reappeared, the eight dark shadows of the demon souls had already surrounded Dongfang Mo in eight different positions, up, down, left, and right, completely surrounding him.

And in the next breath, the eight figures grabbed at the same time out of thin air, and each had a long sword three feet long and two wide in their hands.

The legs of these eight people were bent, and then straightened suddenly. Amidst the sound of the eight breaking winds, they were like springs, and they shot towards Dongfang Mo.Since the eight people were going in different directions, it could be said that all his ways were blocked at this time.

Before hundreds of thousands of demon souls could be suppressed, the eight people approached and stabbed the long swords in Dongfang Mo Tianling, dantian, eyebrows and other vital points.

"hey-hey!"

Dongfang Mo smiled strangely, his body trembled slightly, and a faint layer of blood flickered on his skin.

"puff……"

The next moment, with a soft sound, a blood hole was pierced through his dantian.

At this time, except for the figure who was holding a long sword and piercing his dantian, the other seven shadows all exploded and dissipated into black smoke. Obviously, these were not the real body.

It's just that the figure who pierced Dongfang Mo suddenly raised his head, looking at "Dongfang Mo" in front of him, a look of surprise and uncertainty appeared on this person's blurred face.

"Boom!"

Before this person could react, Dongfang Mo's body pierced with a blood hole exploded, and a wave of terrifying magic power swept across and spread, covering a radius of hundreds of feet.

The black shadow before was the first to be submerged in it.

Looking a hundred feet away, a ghostly figure emerged, it was Dongfang Mo who had escaped from the golden cicada after casting blood.

Under his gaze, the violent mana fluctuations in front of him gradually dissipated.But immediately, he saw his eyes narrowed into a thin line, and there was nothing on the spot, without any figure.

Just as he was looking around with sharp eyes, he heard a soft "呲" sound coming from behind him.

Hearing this sound, Dongfang Mo's face changed drastically, and he turned around suddenly, only to see a long sword magnified in his pupils.

Seeing this, he stomped his feet and slid backwards.

However, the human-shaped black figure holding the long sword stomped on his footsteps at this moment, and his figure almost slid backwards against him. The sharp point of the sword was always within a foot of his eyebrows.As long as he dared to stop, this long sword was ready to pierce his head.

At the very moment, Dongfang Mo's throat twitched, and he suddenly opened his mouth.

"call out!"

Threads of blood shot out, piercing straight between the eyebrows of the human figure.

At such a close distance, this person is almost unavoidable.

"Oh!"

The moment the black figure in human form paused, its body suddenly exploded, turning into a puff of black smoke about Zhang Xu in size.

The blood-through thread shot through the black smoke, and then disappeared at the end of the void in the distance.

Dongfang Mo paused, looking at the Shadow Clan cultivator who had turned into black smoke in front of him, his expression was extremely ugly for a while.

Without even thinking about it, he took off a spirit insect bag from his waist and swung it violently.

"Crash..."

The moment a large black and white spirit insect was sacrificed, it immediately flew up with wings, and under the control of Dongfang Mo, it rushed towards the cloud of black smoke in front of it.

And when seeing this scene, the black mist was only taken aback for a moment, and then let out a strange laugh from it.Immediately, Dongfang Mo saw that the black smoke did not retreat but advanced, and he took the initiative to meet the many spirit insects, and the two of them clashed together in an instant.

Then came a scene that horrified him.

The moment the black smoke collided with the insect swarm, the former immediately spread out, enveloping tens of thousands of spirit insects.

Dongfang Mo could still hear the humming of insects at first, but the next moment, the sound of insects suddenly disappeared and became extremely silent.

"not good!"

At this moment, a bad premonition arose in his heart.

Just as he was thinking this way, he saw a puff of black smoke rushing towards him suddenly.In the same place, the bodies of tens of thousands of spirit insects were suspended in the air, none of them were alive.

Of the group of mutated spirit insects raised by Dongfang Mo, only Dongfang Jie, who had practiced the Heavenly Demon Divine Art back then, used a strange secret technique to directly kill them on a large scale. It is impossible to kill these mutated spirit insects so easily.

However, before he had time to startle, the black smoke had already rushed in front of him.And it turned into a big hand condensed with black energy, and grabbed him hard.

Under this grasp, there was a slight distortion in the void, which was enough to see how terrifying the blow was.

Dongfang Mo flicked his fingers, and a yellow pillar of fire spewed out from the tip of his index finger, burning on the big black hand without fancy.

"呲呲呲..."

Then there was the sound of a soldering iron being dipped into ice water.

"Damn it, this is Fire Soul!"

There was a sound of shock and anger from the big black hand, and then it exploded again, and retreated.Appeared tens of feet away in the blink of an eye, and condensed into a human-shaped black shadow.

Now this person is slightly out of breath, and his blurred face is full of shock and anger.

Dongfang Mo didn't intend to talk to this person any longer. At this moment, amidst the roars, hundreds of thousands of demon souls finally suppressed him, covering him and the Shadow Clan monks in front of him.

The ferocious demon souls turned into afterimages, and all of them drowned towards this person.

It's just that for this scene, the Shadow Clan monks not only turned a blind eye, but also showed a strong sarcasm in their eyes.

Then Dongfang Mo saw that this person remained motionless, allowing many demonic souls to overwhelm him, and suddenly there was a shocking wave of spirituality from in front of him.

"impossible!"

Dongfang Mo exclaimed in just three or five breaths.

It turned out that from among the countless demon souls in front of him, the Shadow Clan cultivator walked out as if taking a stroll in the garden.

Many demon souls tried to get into this person's body, but this person was like a shadow, countless demon souls could only shuttle through his body, and could not stay for a moment.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo immediately realized that the monks of the Shadow Clan did not have a physical body. In a sense, they were also bodies of spirits and souls.

At this time, he couldn't help thinking of the ghost painting talisman, thinking that when he was in Sanqingxu, he was able to kill that Shadow Clan monk by relying on the ghost painting talisman.This thing has an absolute restraint effect on the Shadow Clan monks.

But when he and Yingliang fell into a sandstorm in the fire desert, the ghost painting talisman was lost, and it was not known if it fell into Yingliang's hands.

Based on Dongfang Mo's understanding of the Shadow Clan cultivator, if neither the mutated spirit worm nor the demon-suppressing map were effective against this person, then the only thing left in his hands that could restrain this person was the cluster of yellow flames in his body.

"No, maybe you can try this thing!" But then he thought of something and said in his heart.

Just as his face was getting a little ugly, the Shadow Clan monk in front of him suddenly stretched out his hand, and the man made a gesture with his fingers, and said something silently.

Following the low-pitched incantation, a circle of sound waves spread out, and all the touched demon souls' bodies exploded amidst the terrified screams, unable to condense any more.

"court death!"

Dongfang Mo was furious. He flipped his hand and took out an object, then bent his arm and threw it. With a "whoosh", the object immediately shot towards the Shadow Clan cultivator in front of him.

Although he didn't see clearly what it was, the reaction of the Shadow Clan cultivator could not be described as unpleasant. This person pointed towards the front.

"call out!"

A sharp sword qi shot out from his fingertips.

With a "bang", the object sacrificed by Dongfang Mo was hit instantly, and then exploded.

It turned out that this was a jade bottle, and there was a sticky black blood in the jade bottle.

The moment the jade bottle exploded, the black blood in it suddenly vaporized, caught off guard, and covered the Shadow Clan monks in front of it.

"what!"

The next moment, a scream from the Shadow Clan cultivator was heard.

　Chapter 2 is here, the state is not good these days, and there are only two chapters today.

　　
　
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