Taoist students

Chapter 1891
Dongfang Mo didn't know what Mu Xin and Mu Wan'er beside him were thinking, so he walked up the stairs and stepped into the hall.

Originally, there was a layer of powerful restrictions in this hall, but Dongfang Mo had merged with the Heaven and Earth Dao. As long as the restrictions and formation here did not violate the Heaven and Earth Dao, he could come in and out at will.

Stepping into the main hall, I saw that the place is extremely empty, giving people a feeling of depression.

But what is surprising is that in the empty hall, it is not empty, but there are quite a few Nightmare cultivators sitting cross-legged.Counting down, there are more than a hundred people.

These people, without exception, all exude a powerful aura, and all of them are the existence of Guiyi Realm.

It is extremely rare in the outside world that there are so many Demon Cultivators of the Unity Realm Nightmare Demon Clan.

Mu Xin and Mu Wan'er, who were beside Dongfang Mo, looked at these people in front of them, all extremely puzzled.Because the people here, after they appeared, still maintained a cross-legged posture, and their eyes were closed, and they didn't seem to notice them.

This is actually because there is a layer of powerful law restrictions here.The purpose of these nightmare monks sitting here in the main hall is to comprehend the laws of this place and strive to break through to the semi-ancestral state.

Dongfang Mo glanced around, and saw a slim figure right in front of the crowd.

He recognized at a glance that the other party was Nightmare Ji.

The moment he saw the other party, a faint smile appeared in Dongfang Mo's eyes.

Even from a back view, he could see the seductive figure of the other party.Especially from the current angle, you can still see some side peaks on her chest, which is enough to see how magnificent this woman is.

In the past [-] years of being separated in the ancient beast of time and space, Yan Ji has already broken through to the Unity Realm, and now she still has the cultivation base of the Great Perfection in the Unity Realm.

Soon, Dongfang Mo withdrew his gaze, and looked at a table in front of the crowd here.

That case looked extremely simple and old at first glance, and even the surface was covered with dust.

But on that table, there was something that attracted Dongfang Mo's attention, and this thing was the third Pot of Ten Thousand Laws.

He stepped forward and saw that the people on the left and right were gone. In front of everyone, he came to the table, and then generously picked up the pot of ten thousand magics.

"Huh! Put the things here, how can I get them if I want to?" Dongfang Mo snorted coldly, with a look of dissatisfaction in his words.

This place is the clan land of the Nightmare Demon Clan, and it is also the place where many Nightmare Demon Clan monks retreat to comprehend the power of the law. If his cultivation base has not broken through, he will not be able to come to this place at all.To take a step back, even if you come, you can't get out.

"Who?"

At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly sounded.

Then, in the midair of this hall, the figure of an old man from the Nightmare Clan appeared.A coercion from the mid-stage of the half-ancestral realm emanated from this person, filling the entire hall.

This person was the elder of the Nightmare Demon Clan who was stationed here, and he hadn't noticed how Dongfang Mo and the second daughter beside him appeared.

After the old man of the Nightmare Demon Clan let out a low growl, the many Nightmare Demon Clan monks who were here to comprehend the power of the law suddenly woke up.Everyone raised their heads in unison, and looked at Dongfang Mo, Mu Xin and Mu Wan'er who seemed to appear here out of thin air.Immediately afterwards, there was obvious shock and irritation.

Even among the Nightmare Demon Clan, this place is forbidden, and it is not accessible to ordinary people, let alone foreign cultivators.

"It's you!"

Suddenly, a woman's surprised voice sounded, and the person who spoke was Yan Ji.

At this time, she was looking at Dongfang Mo, and the disbelief in her eyes was obvious.

Facing everyone's gaze, Dongfang Mo's expression was still relaxed. He directly ignored the half-ancestor of the Nightmare Demon Clan in mid-air, but looked at Yan Ji, sized her up and down, and subconsciously licked her. lick your lips.

Regardless of her appearance or figure, this woman can arouse his original desire.This is the same even if his cultivation has broken through to the ancestral realm.

"Night Ji, I haven't seen her for many years, but her cultivation has improved a lot." Dongfang Mo said with a smile.

"Dongfang Mo..." Yan Ji looked at him, narrowing her eyes slightly.

Although she couldn't feel Dongfang Mo's cultivation, she had a strong premonition that Dongfang Mo must have broken through to the semi-ancestral realm.

She thought that her cultivation speed was already very fast, but she didn't expect Dongfang Mo to break through to Banzu one step ahead of her.

"Where is the Emperor Nightmare!"

Looking at this woman, only Dongfang Mo asked.

"Bold!"

As soon as his words fell, he suddenly heard the half-ancestor of the Nightmare Demon Clan in mid-air scold him.

The Emperor Nightmare is the ancestor of the Nightmare Demon Clan.And the name of the Patriarch of the Nightmare Demon Clan is something he can call at will.

After the words fell, the man slapped Dongfang Mo across the air.

A big black hand condensed out of thin air, and grabbed Dongfang Mo.

After seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly when he looked at this person.

"what!"

In just this moment, the old man of the Nightmare Demon Clan screamed, not only did the big invisible hand that this person aroused collapse, but even his figure fell from mid-air in an instant, hitting the ground heavily.

At this time, this person only felt a splitting headache, and the severe pain in the sea of ​​consciousness even blocked his thinking.

Seeing this scene, many Nightmare Demon Clan monks, without exception, took a breath of air.It takes a lot of strength to make an old man of the Nightmare Demon Race who has been cultivated in the middle of the half-ancestral realm fall to the ground with just one look, and keep screaming.

In their view, Dongfang Mo is probably the existence of the late half-ancestor state or even the Dzogchen.

But even so, the crowd didn't have the slightest fear, because they were numerous and powerful, and this place was still in the territory of the Nightmare Demon Clan. Even if Dongfang Mo was a Dzogchen existence in the half-ancestral realm, he could only come in standing and go out sideways.

For a moment, a chilling atmosphere filled the hall.

Looking at the Nightmare Demon Clan monks below, Dongfang Mo's eyes were cold.If these people were not descendants of Emperor Yan, he would have slapped them all to death.

When Dongfang Mo's icy eyes swept over, the murderous intent in everyone's eyes instantly disappeared and turned into panic.

Moreover, the chill emanating from Dongfang Mo's eyes still filled the entire hall, and everyone's bodies trembled involuntarily. Their bodies were actually a little chilly.

Fortunately, after glancing at everyone, Dongfang Mo withdrew his gaze, and then looked at the Pot of Ten Thousand Arts in his hand.I saw that he also took out the other two Pots of Ten Thousand Laws and tossed them lightly above his head.

The surface of the three Pots of Ten Thousand Arts shimmered, and then they were spliced ​​together. Amidst a crackling sound as if the mechanism was turning, the aura at the connection rose sharply.

As the aura dimmed, the three originally short wooden boxes had become a whole and turned into a long wooden box.

Looking at the long wooden box, Dongfang Mo smiled slightly, then raised his hand and lightly ejected it.

In an instant, the wooden box opened, and the turquoise light in it surged.

Under everyone's gaze, three turquoise light clusters floated out, slowly rotating around Dongfang Mo.

If you look carefully, you will see that among the three turquoise light spots, there are three stones.

This is the three stone technique, and it is also the three stones of Dongfang Mo's life in his previous life.

The reason why his natal magic weapon in his previous life was placed in the Pot of Ten Thousand Laws and divided into three parts was actually one of the backhands he set up for himself to help him recover his cultivation base.

But the last Pot of Ten Thousand Arts was placed in the forbidden area of ​​the clan by the Nightmare Demon Clan, and he couldn't come to this place.

"Here we come, brother."

At this moment, suddenly only a childish voice was heard, resounding through the entire hall.

Hearing this sound, Dongfang Mo raised his head abruptly, and saw a young boy in black walking in with small steps, holding a candied haws in his hand.

This boy is exactly the boy who made a face for him in Wanlin City of the Yeling Tribe.

And this person is also the patriarch of the Nightmare Demon Clan, Emperor Nightmare.

(End of this chapter)