Taoist students

Chapter 1638
At the same time, Dongfang Mo threw the token in his hand, and it immediately floated three feet above his head.

Then the Nascent Soul sitting cross-legged in his dantian suddenly opened his eyes, and the original vortex between his brows spun in the opposite direction.

"Buzz!"

A force of law spilled out and submerged into the token above his head.

Next, under his gaze, he saw a dilapidated large black net with dim aura, swept out from the law storm in front, and was pulled to the distance of the void.

This Tianbao-level magic weapon, which can kill five Guiyi Realm bat demons at once, has lost its spirituality and is almost scrapped under the self-destruct of the puppet just now.

This is because although the puppet's cultivation base has dropped to the early stage of the unity realm, its strength is by no means comparable to that of ordinary monks in the unity realm, and the power of self-detonation is also terrifying.

But before Dongfang Mo Song could breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes narrowed at this moment, because he saw a tall figure gradually appearing from blurry to clean in the storm of laws sweeping from the front.

And when the law storm was about to dissipate, he could already vaguely see the face of the old man of the Dark Demon Race.I saw that this person was looking at him with a gloomy expression, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Hurrah..."

In a blink of an eye, the old man raised his arm, and a blue iron chain shot straight at him.

Dongfang Mo's heart tightened at first, but to his surprise, the iron chain was not shot at him, but in the direction of his side.

"call out!"

Only a sharp breaking wind sounded.A golden light flashed from the direction of his side, and then there was a "clang".

The golden light pierced the blue iron chain, and the latter swayed back.

Dongfang Mo's pupils shrank, and he found that the golden light was a three-foot-long money sword.Turning around suddenly, he saw a middle-aged man about forty years old, who appeared beside him in a blink of an eye.

This person was dressed in a black Taoist robe, covered with golden scales all over his body.It is none other than Jin Yuan, the chief of the cabinet.

Dongfang Mo never expected that the reinforcements that came this time would actually be the cabinet chief himself, and he was overjoyed at this moment.

And the moment Jin Yuan appeared, an afterimage pulled out from his side, appeared in front of him in an instant, and urged from the air, the three-foot-sized money sword suddenly soared to a giant of a hundred feet, and pointed at the front The old man of the Dark Demon tribe slashed suddenly.

The old man of the Black Demon tribe shook his arm, the iron chain in his hand straightened again, and shot out with a clatter.

"Chong!"

There was another crisp sound of metal clashing.However, under this blow, the space was torn apart.

Then Dongfang Mo saw Jin Yuan and the old man of the Black Demon clan twitching their fingers and chanting words, the hundred-foot-long money sword and the blue iron chain collided with each other from time to time, bursting out fierce The power of law.

The battle between these two monks in the Unity Realm became intense in an instant.

After a while, Jin Yuan, who had been unable to attack for a long time, grabbed the mid-air, and the money sword suddenly shrank, shot back and was caught in his palm.

The person's figure was shot, and he plundered towards the old man of the Black Demon Race in the distance.

"hey-hey!"

The old man of the Black Demon clan grinned, and the iron chain in his hand also shrank back, turning into a black shadow and colliding with Jin Yuan in an instant.

"boom!"

At this moment, a wave of air that was more ferocious than the collision of the magic weapon just now swayed away.

One of the two is from the Golden Dragon Clan, and the other is from the Black Demon Clan. They both belong to a race with extremely strong physical bodies.

Although the old man of the Black Demon Race has the Great Perfection of the Guiyi Realm, and Jin Yuan is only a late-stage monk of the Guiyi Realm, but this person is the head of the cabinet, and he was the Qingling Holy Son who was chosen from thousands of people at the beginning, and his strength far surpassed that of the same level monk.

Therefore, it is hard to say how the battle between the two will end.

Dongfang Mo stood in mid-air and did not move rashly, but poured the power of law into the token above his head one by one, ready to unleash a shocking blow at any time.At this time, his eyes were extremely vigilant, looking at the two people who turned into two afterimages intertwined and collided in front of them, making it almost impossible to catch the traces.

With this token on his head, even if Jin Yuan loses, he will not be afraid.Because at that time, the old man of the Black Demon Race must have been seriously injured.

The token on his head can seriously injure even a half-ancestor cultivator, so he has great confidence in beheading the seriously injured old man of the Black Demon Race.

Although judging from the current situation, it would be the best plan for him to escape.But it is quite time-consuming to urge the token above the head.If Jin Yuan was defeated, the old man of the Black Demon Race would not give him a chance to activate this thing if he came after him.

And this time Jin Yuan came to meet him, if he left the cabinet chief and ran away by himself, it would be a bit despicable indeed.

And with the cards in hand, he might be able to save Jin Yuan's life at a critical moment.

Dongfang Mo's worries were obviously superfluous. The fierce battle between Jin Yuan and the old man of the Black Demon Race lasted only a dozen or so breaths, when he heard a roar of "Aw".

I saw a large dazzling golden light lit up where the two were fighting, and then a hundred-foot-long golden dragon emerged from it.

As soon as the golden flood dragon appeared, it circled several times, trapping a tall figure among them.

"Hoohoo!"

A huge golden dragon tail swept away towards the black figure in the middle.

"Snapped!"

Although the black shadow seemed to use some means to resist at the critical moment, but with the twitch of the dragon's tail, the figure still flew out backwards.

Next, he saw the gold yuan that had turned into the main body. Its huge body was like a ring-shaped cage, trapping the old man of the Black Demon clan in it, or grabbing or whipping him, and attacked this person.

The old man of the Black Demon clan also performed some kind of secret technique, which doubled the physical strength of this person, causing the cracks in the space where the two were fighting to crack open, causing an astonishing movement.

But the fierce confrontation between the two only lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the old man of the Dark Demon clan flew out backwards spurting blood.

And at this time, Jin Yuan's huge body shrunk, like a long golden snake, wrapping the old man of the Black Demon Race around his body, shrinking and tightening crazily.

In just this moment, pain appeared on the face of the old man of the Black Demon Race.

Jin Yuan stood upright with his dragon head, condescendingly looking down at the old man of the Black Demon clan who was entangled in circles and circles by him, making him unable to move.

"Ow!"

At this time, he opened his mouth and covered the black devil patriarch with circles of real sound waves.

Strangely, Dongfang Mo couldn't hear any of this sound wave, but penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness of the old man of the Black Demon Race through both ears.

"boom!"

The head of the old man of the Black Demon clan exploded.

Not only that, as Jin Yuan's body continued to shrink, the burly body of the old man of the Black Demon clan was directly twisted into a shapeless mass of meat with a crackling sound.

"call out!"

At the critical moment, a palm-sized black shadow shot out from the dantian of the fleshy paste at an incredible speed.And looking at its direction, it turned out to be coming straight to the direction where Dongfang Mo was.In just this moment, Dongfang Mo felt like his hairs were standing on end.

"Boom!"

The black shadow had just escaped, and every inch of the body of the old man of the Black Demon Race who was stirred into a pulp by the gold yuan was filled with a ferocious fluctuation, and it exploded loudly. The terrifying tearing force, which was twice as strong, immediately submerged the gold yuan.

(End of this chapter)