Taoist students

Chapter 384 Advanced Awakening
Dongfang Mo took off the gourd from his waist, put it in front of him, and carefully measured it.And the one in the yellow gourd is naturally the mutated spirit insect Demon Sand that fell into a deep sleep a few years ago.

Back then, these worms devoured the two spirit worms and a small piece of spiritual material of the dwarf old man, and fell into a deep sleep ever since. He did not expect to wake up at such a critical moment today.

Dongfang Mo's current mood was like the gourd in his hand, trembling with excitement.These spirit insects were able to devour alchemy monks back then, and now that they have successfully advanced, Dongfang Mo is eager to try their power.

And at this moment, not far away, Wu Gong looked at Dongfang Mo's strange behavior, and there was a trace of resentment in his eyes, and then this resentment turned into ferocity.

"drink!"

Under the new hatred and old hatred, he only heard a violent shout from him, the tiger's body shook, and the blood light emanating from his body squirmed, rolling into a thick blood mist, rolling towards him to suppress.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo flicked his finger, and with a sound of "Bo", he flicked the gourd plug open.

"call!"

At this moment, a strong suction force suddenly came from the gourd.Seeing the blood mist enveloping him, it trembled suddenly, then stirred up, turned into a tornado, and swept away towards the mouth of the gourd.After just a few breaths, he was sucked clean.

At this point, the gourd in his hand trembled even more violently.

Seeing that Dongfang Mo didn't even move his footsteps, Wu Gong easily dispelled his spell. Wu Gong stretched out his arms and spread his palms flat with the palms facing upwards. With a flick of his palms, tiny drops of blood were peeled off from his palms.

These blood beads exude a violent corrosive force.At this point, Wu Gong clenched his five fingers tightly, grasping these blood beads in the palm of his hand, and swung his arm abruptly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

All these blood drops shot towards Dongfang Mo.

Even in the distance, Dongfang Mo could smell a pungent smell.

However, before he could move, the gourd in his hand trembled again.At the same time, the suction from the mouth of the gourd increased greatly, and the blood beads that came from the spurts were originally hitting all over his body, but they seemed to be drawn and sank into the mouth of the gourd one after another.

And the yellow gourd changed from trembling to shaking because of the infusion of these blood beads, as if there was something alive in it.

Seeing this scene, Wu Gong's expression finally changed, and he looked at the gourd in Dongfang Mo's hand, showing a look of fear.

Dongfang Moze's eyes were bright and generous. He knew that after these spirit insects woke up, they needed to replenish a huge amount of energy and blood.Wu Gong is a monk of the blood way, so the blood way spells he cast are not only useless to the awakened Mosha, but also have a strong attraction.

"Humph!"

Wu Gong's stature changed, and he stood in mid-air.Then he stretched out his hand and pulled out a strangely shaped dendrobium from his waist, injecting mana into it.

"Gurgle gurgle!"

A black liquid spewed out from the dendrobium, and under Dongfang Mo's bewildered expression, it turned into a torrential black river.

"Boom!"

The Heihe River, which was more than ten feet wide, let out a violent roar and rolled towards him.A closer look revealed that there were many white skeletons and some rotting corpses in the river.

Before Heihe approached, there was a shocking oppression, and the air around Dongfang Mo became thick, making it difficult for him to move.

Just when the majestic Heihe rose ten feet into the sky and crashed down, about to submerge him, the trembling gourd in his hand stopped.

"call!"

A gust of reddish scarlet wind blew out from the mouth of the gourd, and hit the big black river that fell head-on.

Suddenly, a strange scene happened.

The two collided, but there was no loud noise as imagined.But after the big black river hit it, it disappeared.

Yes, it just disappeared.Whether it was the corrosive river water, or the white bones in the river and those rotting corpses, they all disappeared without a trace, as if they had been swallowed by a foul wind.

"What is this!"

Standing in the sky, Wu Gong looked at the River of Corpse Refining spurred by his natal magic weapon, like a mud cow entering the sea, without even a single ripple.He finally couldn't keep calm, his eyes were full of shock.

As for Dongfang Mo, looking at the foul wind blowing in front of him, his eyes brightened, and his breathing seemed to be short of breath.

Because of the connection between his mind and his mind, he could see that this fishy wind was made up of tiny bugs.These bugs look like ladybugs, but their size is one-third smaller than the magic sand that condensed and turned into a liquid.

What surprised Dongfang Mo even more was that the speed of these bugs was much faster now, and the ability to devour them terrified him.Even if it cannibalized a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, it was as slow as the naked eye could see.But now he can swallow the entire black river in a breath, enough to see the difference.

Wu Gong's eyes flickered fiercely, he stretched out his hands to make a formula, muttered something in his mouth, and within a moment, he burst into a loud voice: "Get up!"

"Ow!"

As his words fell, the mighty black river soared into the sky and turned into a fierce dragon.

The dragon is so lifelike that even the scales on its body can be clearly seen.

Under Wu Gong's control, Jiaolong raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, and then rushed down towards Dongfang Mo, who was as insignificant as an ant.While still in mid-air, he opened his bloody mouth wide open.

"call!"

However, at this moment, the reddish wind in front of Dongfang Mo suddenly spun, forming a huge vortex with him as the center.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, the tens of feet long flood dragon slammed into the vortex.

Under Wu Gong's horrified expression, the vortex was like a bottomless pit, with just three or five breaths, it actually swallowed all the flood dragons formed by Lianshi River, and then disappeared.

"Wow!"

Wu Gong, who was still in mid-air, suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a big mouthful of blood.

"how is this possible!"

I saw that his face was full of disbelief, and he could clearly feel that his body refining river had completely lost contact with his mind.Needless to say, it was ruined by Dongfang Mo.

You must know that even if you face ordinary monks in the alchemy realm, this thing can be shaken without losing the wind.Unexpectedly, it was just a face-to-face meeting, and it was destroyed by Dongfang Mo.

"Buzz!"

Just when his mind was severely wounded, in the vortex that swallowed the Lianshi River, there was a sudden low-pitched sound of insects.

Dongfang Mo stretched out his palm subconsciously, and the vortex suddenly shrank, swept towards him, and finally floated in his palm, looking extremely strange.

However, the vortex in his palm gave out the sound of insects, because they swallowed Wugong's corpse river, so these insects were extremely excited.

"Ah! If you dare to destroy my magic weapon, I will kill you!"

Wu Gong couldn't rest in anger, he used tens of thousands of talents to refine the natal magic weapon, which cost him a lot of energy and painstaking efforts, and now it was destroyed by Dongfang Mo, how could he be reconciled.

At this time, with a loud shout, his body suddenly swelled wildly, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a ball that was about to explode.Under Dongfang Mo's surprised gaze, there was a "bang" at last, and it exploded into a rain of blood.

Immediately, Dou Da poured down rain of blood, crackling and falling down.

Perhaps because he felt an unprecedented surge of blood energy, the magic sand in Dongfang Mo's palm was instantly attracted.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the vortex disappeared at a lightning speed, forming a raging gust of wind, blowing all over the sky.

"Hula..."

Where the strong wind passed, all the blood rain disappeared, and Dongfang Mo's surroundings became empty in the blink of an eye.

"what!"

In the void, there was a shrill scream.Immediately, all the blood rain seemed to be guided, and suddenly condensed in the air, and finally turned into a wriggling humanoid blood.

If you take a closer look, you can see from the outline that it is exactly what Wu Gong looks like.

At this time, Wu Gong looked at Dongfang Mo with blurred eyes, as if he was extremely unwilling and resentful, and then he sped away towards the distance with a "swoosh", it seemed that he was going to run away.

However, he didn't realize that the gust of wind blowing around him had once again turned into a huge vortex, and it faintly enveloped him in it.

Just as Wu Gong galloped for dozens of feet, he bumped into the edge of the vortex.With a scream, he immediately shot back and galloped in another direction.

But not long after, there was another scream, and Wu Gong's figure turned back again.

Dongfang Mo's mind moved, and the vortex that trapped him suddenly began to shrink, shrinking from tens of feet to several feet in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, one can only see a stream of squirming blood, every time it hits the edge of the vortex, it will bounce back like an electric shock, and scurry around in the vortex.

"Ah, let me go, all grievances will be wiped out."

At this moment, Wu Gong understood that he was no match for Dongfang Mo at all.Especially the vortex controlled by Dongfang Mo is clearly composed of bugs.These bugs are extremely eager for his own powerful blood, and have a natural restraint on him.

Dongfang Mo stood where he was from the beginning to the end, and turned a deaf ear to Wu Gong's words.

"what……"

Under the endless screams, the vortex was still shrinking, and the blood scurrying in it was gradually shrinking.

"Since you have driven Lao Tzu to a dead end, then you don't even want to live."

The voice of Wu Gong's reluctance suddenly came, and then the blood squirmed and turned into his appearance again, but it was extremely illusory.

"The thief is here—"

I don't know what sound wave technique he used, but he opened his mouth suddenly and let out a sky-shattering roar.The sound wave rolled and exploded, swinging out in a circular shape, and the surrounding flowers, plants and trees were blown backwards.

"Buzz!"

Immediately after this blow, Wu Gong's figure was completely submerged by the magic sand.

After about ten breaths, Dongfang Mo's mind moved, and the magic sand swept towards him, and finally turned into a small whirlpool, suspended in his palm.But there was no sign of Wu Gong at the original place.

From Wu Gong's appearance to the time he was swallowed by the magic sand, it took only a short time. Dongfang Mo didn't move during this period.

Looking at the vortex in his hand, his heart became even more ecstatic.

But he also understands that because Wu Gong is a cultivator of the blood path, the blood essence and blood in his body are extremely powerful, so it can arouse the fierceness of Mosha even more.What's more, what he used just now was the art of the Dao of Blood with great supernatural powers, so the magic sand could easily swallow him up.

If it were another person with comparable strength to Wu Gong, even if he lost, he wouldn't be so vulnerable.

But even so, the advancement of Mosha this time gave him a big surprise.

"Well!"

And just when Dongfang Mo couldn't let go of the magic sand in his hands, his face suddenly turned pale, and at the same time, a little dizziness appeared in his mind.

"Buzz!"

The vortex in his hand suddenly disintegrated, and a sky-shattering insect sound was blown towards him.

"Damn!"

Dongfang Mo bit the tip of his tongue, and the severe pain woke him up.He remembered that after these bugs advanced, their strength would increase greatly, and he would need to re-sacrifice them with the method of blood refining many times, otherwise it would be difficult to control and they would be prone to backlash.

So he raised the gourd in his hand, poured all the mana into it, and the magic sand was finally taken in by him wobbly.

Dongfang Mo's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He reached out and bit his fingertips. After dripping more than ten drops of blood, he quickly put the stopper on the gourd.

It took a full quarter of an hour before he slowly withdrew his exercises.He was already short of Qi and blood, and now his breath is even weaker.After recuperating in place for another half an hour, he finally opened his eyes.

But at this time, his brows were tightly frowned, because the magic sand in the gourd was still extremely violent. Obviously, these bugs still needed a powerful blood supply, and it was not enough to just swallow a Wugong.

So he raised his head and looked in the direction of the top of the mountain, with suspicion in his eyes.

"It's been so long, and no one has come!"

But this breath only lasted for a moment, and he raised the corner of his mouth.

Stretching out the palm of his hand for a shot, he put away Wu Gong's storage bag and a dendrobium, and stood up with his hands behind his back.

(End of this chapter)