Taoist students

Chapter 1568
At this moment, Dongfang Mo's heart was filled with shock and disbelief.

He never expected that he would be cursed by the owner of that strange voice at such a time.

He immediately remembered that in the Black Rock Starfield, this person controlled Ling Yi, and Ling Yi also took away a lot of his blood.

From then on, he began to worry about whether the person behind him would use this to deal with him after Ling Yi took away his blood essence.

Now it seems that what should come is still coming.

The reason why the owner of this strange voice was able to cast a spell on him was because he used his blood essence back then as a spell.

But Dongfang Mo is very clear that although the spell is powerful and weird, it has many restrictions.For example, if the distance is too far, it is impossible to cast a spell. Even if it can, the spell cast cannot reach the expected power.This is also the reason why he did not cast the Blood Poison God Curse on the woman after he got the blood of the Crusader woman from the Dark Demon Race that day.The distance is too far away to seriously injure or even hurt this woman.

The owner of that eerie voice, if nothing else happens, should still be on the Black Rock Star Field drifting among the major nebulae, and there are countless nebulae across from him.

From such a long distance, this person can cast spells on him. Apart from the fact that this person is powerful, Dongfang Mo guessed that this is also related to his current state of erupting blood power.Therefore, the spell cast with his blood essence can achieve this effect.

"who are you!"

At this time, Dongfang Mo used his spiritual consciousness to transmit the voice.

"Jie Jie Jie..." After his words fell, another burst of sly laughter sounded, "One day, you will know."

"Pindao has no grievances or enmity with you, just for the purpose of attacking the poor!" Dongfang Mo said angrily.

And when he was talking, the black spots under his skin had begun to condense and turned into wrapped black flower buds, each of which was the size of a fingernail, densely dotted all over his body, It looks a bit permeable.

At this moment, Duanmu Qing, who was behind him, naturally saw his strangeness.

The woman's eyes were full of horror, and she didn't know why Dongfang Mo had such a sudden change.Thinking about it, this woman thought of "curse" or "poison".

"Elder Dongfang!"

Just listen to her whisper.

However, after the words fell, Dongfang Mo remained motionless, let alone answering her in any way.

At this time, Dongfang Mo's eyes were closed tightly, his face was tense, and his body trembled slightly.

The mana in Duanmuqing's body quietly stirred up, and he looked at Dongfang Mo vigilantly, in case the other party would suddenly make any unusual moves.

At this time, Dongfang Mo naturally heard the woman's call, but he couldn't answer her.

And that strange voice sounded in his mind again, only to hear this person muttering to himself: "Is there no grievance or enmity..."

"I thought that with your blood essence, I could untie the shackles on me, but you are still too weak, and the power of blood essence is obviously not enough." This person said again.

Hearing his words, Dongfang's thoughts turned quickly.

At this time, he forcibly calmed down. This person took away not much blood from him, and the other party was far away from him. He should try to break this spell.

When the thoughts in his mind turned, he thought of something, looked at this person and said: "Who put the shackles on you."

And it was fine if he didn't ask, the moment his voice fell, the strange voice seemed to disappear instantly, and his mind became silent.

And just breathing, Dongfang Mo's body began to tremble wildly.

Because the blossoms and bones on his body suddenly spun, that cold feeling froze every cell in Dongfang Mo's body.The blood in his body has stopped flowing, and even his heartbeat has stopped.

At this moment, he looked like a black sculpture, and the vitality in his body seemed to be passing away.

The only thing he can still function freely is consciousness.

Seeing that this person's reaction was so strong, Dongfang Mo once again transmitted his voice with his spiritual sense: "It must be the Patriarch of Sanqing."

This time, his words seemed to completely offend the owner of the eerie voice, and the black flower bones on his body suddenly bloomed into small black flowers with six petals.

The strange thing is that there is a vague human face in the middle of the small black flowers. Looking closely, it seems to be an old man with wrinkles.

The most noticeable thing is that this old man has a pair of muddy eyes.

With the breathing of the face in the middle of the stamen, strands of black smoke continuously gushed out from its mouth.

Dongfang Mo could clearly feel that the black smoke was very similar to the black miasma that could turn people into living dead in Pengdao back then.It's just that the black smoke gushing out from the mouths of these faces is much purer than the miasma in Pengdao.

Under the infusion of these black smoke, Dongfang Mo's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he was about to lose consciousness.

And when this black smoke erodes his whole body, maybe he will become a living dead.

Just as he was thinking like this, at this moment, the black flower bones suddenly rushed straight up, rushing towards his head.

What frightened him was that because he couldn't summon mana, his Iron Head Art couldn't work to protect the Lord. At this moment, he could only watch these strange flower bones sink into his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Well!"

For just this moment, Dongfang Mo felt that his consciousness was about to be frozen by this cold force.

This black aura was still penetrating into his soul, and then began to grab his memory.In an instant, he felt that since he was three or two years old, his first memory had been invaded by this person. For a moment, he felt an indescribable pain in his mind, and this pain was comparable to searching for the soul.

In the situation of being unable to move, it can be said that Dongfang Mo has no means to use.

At the critical moment, Dongfang Mo suddenly seemed to think of something, as if he had grasped the last straw to save his life.

Relying on the last bit of clear consciousness, he began to mutter an obscure scripture in his mind.

"All living beings are afflicted, and afflicted are all suffering. Afflictions are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increase nor decrease. The visible is born from the invisible, the incapable is born, and the existence returns to nothing. The state is born from the heart..."

This is obviously the meditation mantra given to him by Dharma King Jinglian back then.

The moment Dongfang Mo chanted the meditation mantra in his mind, a faint golden light began to glow on his head.

At this time, Dongfang Mo had no time to think about it, and all his bets were on the meditation mantra, so he was immersed in this extremely obscure scripture sound, which was like a Buddhist chanting.

Under Duanmuqing's gaze from behind, he in the sepak takraw ball seemed to be sitting quietly, with densely packed small flowers with human faces swimming around.But for some reason, Dongfang Mo at this moment gave people a sense of majesty, like a Buddha sitting cross-legged.

In this way, I don't know how long it took, Dongfang Mo, who was chanting the meditation mantra from the beginning to the end, felt that his body seemed to have a little warmth.As time passed, he also felt the blood in his body start to flow.

And the little black flowers on his body are gradually fading away.

During this process, the human face on Huaguduo always had a weird smile on it, as if he had expected the result.

"I don't know who it is. It turns out that the bald donkey Jinglian helped you all the way. This person has a good plan."

At this moment, I only heard the human face on the blossoming flower bone speak.

At this time, Dongfang Mo could already clearly feel the power left by this person on him, which was constantly disappearing.At this time, he was already able to control his body. Even if he didn't need to fight back, those flower bones on his body would dissipate automatically because of his weakness.

He opened his eyes abruptly, not hiding the murderous intent in his eyes.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to pester Pindao again, Pindao will kill you." Dongfang Mo said sternly.

This time, he didn't use his spiritual consciousness to transmit the sound, but spoke directly.

Duan Muqing, who was behind him, was shocked when he heard his words.But it was obvious that the object of Dongfang Mo's speech was not her, but the weird face on him.

"Hey hey... I like it when you have a temper." The weird face replied at this time, "Don't worry, we will meet each other, and then let me see if your ability matches your tone." It's the same size."

"Pindao is also looking forward to that day." Dongfang Mo licked his lips, and the bloodthirsty feeling in his heart had unknowingly grown.

Boiling blood was coursing through his body, and now he desperately hoped to make a big kill, to vent out the bloodlust in his heart.

"I am from the ancient times. On the day we meet again, I will use your blood to sacrifice my tens of thousands of years of pain. Use your soul to sacrifice my tens of thousands of years of pain."

Dongfang Mo smiled sarcastically at this person's threat, "Is it Huanggu, I will remember it."

"Since that's the case, there will be a period later, Jie Jie Jie..." only heard the strange voice.

But after saying that, the person continued to speak: "Besides, before I leave, let me give you a small gift."

After the words fell, I saw the black flower bones on Dongfang Mo's body suddenly gathered towards the position of his chest. After overlapping, they finally turned into a black face imprint.

　As long as you drive, you will be warned about pornography. The Chapter 2 I posted yesterday was blocked, and I reposted it later.I still can't hit the edge of the ball, hey...

　　
　
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