Taoist students

Chapter 558

Before the plasma arrived, the strong fishy smell made Dongfang Mo dizzy, his chest felt tight, and he felt like he wanted to vomit.

Fortunately, he bit the tip of his tongue lightly, and easily woke up from the dizziness.

He didn't know why the brawny man in front of him would show such resentment and hatred to him, as if he had a hatred for killing his son or taking his wife with this person.

But seeing the blood plasma pouring in, how can he be someone who just sits and waits to die.

"Shhhhh..."

With a flick of his mind, the Black Rain Stone turned back from mid-air, and all the ones who arrived first were shot into the tumbling plasma.

When the black rain stone was submerged in it, it stirred violently, causing the blood plasma to collapse immediately.

However, Dongfang Mo didn't have time to rejoice. He saw the broken plasma condense again after a meal.In the end, a galloping river of blood was formed and continued to engulf him.

This technique of turning oneself into blood-colored river water is one of the techniques of blood refining.The power of this technique is incomparable, and the supernatural power is even more strange.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo took out a yellow gourd from his waist storage bag without thinking.

The yellow gourd began to swell when he held it in his hand, and finally turned into a three-foot length.After Dongfang Mo popped the gourd plug, he held the thing horizontally in front of his chest, aiming at the rushing blood river, pouring mana into it.

"Grumble!"

A large cloud of blood-stained air gushed out, and instantly hit the blood river which was two feet away from him.

The moment the two touched, the blood river began to melt at a terrifying speed.

"what!"

After a scream, the bloody river rushed back at a faster speed than when it came.

And wriggling in mid-air, he formed the appearance of a short hexagram man again.

But at this moment, his whole body was covered with scars, and there were some traces of corrosion, and there were still crackling sounds in many places.

"What is this thing!" The short-diagram man looked at the blood-stained air sprayed out by the yellow gourd, his face was full of horror, he did not expect the blood-stained air to be so vicious that it could completely restrain him.

"Boom..."

Just when he was frightened and angry, the mask formed by the spirit-gathering array not far away shook crazily, and it was obvious that the woman in white and the blood lotus were fighting fiercely.

"Wutu, hang on to that kid!"

Seeing the overwhelmed appearance of the light curtain, the old man Kuya and the middle-aged man were overjoyed, and the mana in their bodies was agitated, and they desperately poured it into the ancient mirror in their hands.Under the illumination of the red beam of light inspired by the ancient mirror, the trembling of the mask became more and more severe.

"Wu Tu?" Dongfang Mo was taken aback, feeling that the name sounded familiar.

When he recalled it briefly, his expression couldn't help changing slightly.Because he suddenly remembered the Wu Gong that was swallowed by the magic sand in the Tiantan Mountains back then, and there was not even a slag left.

Wu Gong is a monk of the blood clan in the Western Regions, and this person's father seems to be named Wu Tu.

No wonder the brawny man in the short coat gave him a somewhat familiar feeling before, but because of his fierce appearance, he was five or six points similar to the Wu Gong back then.

Thinking of this, he also immediately realized why this person would show such hatred when he saw him.Most likely this person used some method to know that Wu Gong died in his hands.

Back then when he was looking at blood clan spells in the Blood Demon Palace, he had seen a secret technique that could tell from the evil spirit on a person whether he had the aura of someone he was familiar with.

Presumably, the brawny man in the short jacket used this method to realize that Wu Gong died in his hands.

While Dongfang Mo was thinking, he made a wild guess about the facts.

If it is calculated in this way, then this person and him really have a vendetta for killing their son.

Turning his head to look at the trembling mask, he stomped his feet into the sky without any hesitation.While still in the air, he lifted the gourd in his hand, and a bloody air gushed towards Wu Tu again.

Wu Tu had suffered from this gourd magic weapon, and he immediately shot backwards, dodging the blood-stained air.

"drink!"

When he landed in the distance, he let out a low growl, and saw that the red light on his body rose sharply.With a whistling sound, a kind of black flame with a height of a few feet burned from his body, enveloping his whole body.

Seeing Wutu's defensive posture, Dongfang Mo suddenly turned around with the gourd magic weapon in his arms, and then walked towards the old man Kuya and the middle-aged man.After aiming the mouth of the gourd at the two men, a large gust of blood-stained air spewed out again.

The scene of Wutu being corroded by the bloody air before was still vivid in his mind, so it was naturally impossible for the middle-aged man and the old man Kuya to pick him up.The two flashed left and right in an extremely tacit understanding, and their figures rushed out to the sides.The thick blood-stained air immediately sprayed out.

During this process, the two of them kept aiming the ancient mirror in their hands at the mask in front of them, so that the blood-colored beam of light shone on it, making the mask precarious.

Looking at Wu Tu again, after the black flames swelled all over his body, he reached out and took out a strangely shaped curved blade from his waist, grabbed it with his backhand and threw it towards Dongfang Mo.

"call out!"

The curved blade drew an arc and struck Dongfang Mo from the right.

What's even more incredible is that this object suddenly disappeared when it was several feet away from Dongfang Mo.

"Huh?" Dongfang Mo frowned, even his spiritual sense couldn't catch the trace of the curved blade at this moment.

Just when he was a little confused, suddenly his ears trembled.

Immediately, he suddenly turned around and looked at a certain void on the left, then raised his arm, and suddenly dropped it without thinking.

"Snapped!"

The silver-white hair brush was firmly drawn on a curved blade that suddenly appeared and cut towards his waist.

After being hit by this, the curved blade flew out immediately.

However, it was still in mid-air, when the object suddenly split into two, turning into two slightly smaller curved blades.

And the two curved blades disappeared from Dongfang Mo's eyes and consciousness again.

Dongfang Mo frowned, he didn't think this magic weapon could be invisible, if he hadn't relied on his ear power, he would have been in a hurry.

Turning his mind, he stretched out his hand and made a move towards the distance, and the black rain stone shot back immediately, slipped in from his cuff, and then formed an inner armor close to his body.

After doing all this, his ears trembled again, listening carefully for any movement.

And the next moment, his expression changed, his body turned half a circle on the spot, he flicked the whisk in his hand, and swung it horizontally behind him.With another "pa", Fusi pulled a curved blade obliquely away.

After the curved blade was knocked into the air, Dongfang Mo didn't stop his movements, but turned around abruptly, and swiped again a meter in front of him.

"Snapped!"

The other curved blade that hit the back of his head was also thrown away by him.

Not far away, Wu Tu's face was a bit incredulous. His magic weapon was cast with black armor phantom crystal, which can avoid the detection of spiritual consciousness, and the attack is hard to guard against.

It may be a coincidence that Dongfang Mo was able to find it once, but he could see the whereabouts of the curved blade one after another, which made him a little unbelievable.

But then he let out a sinister grin, and spit out a word while twitching his fingers.

"Minute!"

After his words fell, he saw that the two curved blades split by Dongfang Mo were divided into four and turned into four smaller curved blades.

Wu Tu was standing in the distance at this time, and he was making tactic again and again, and he even muttered words in his mouth.The yellow gourd in Dongfang Mo's hand can restrain him, so it is naturally impossible for him to get close to him.

And following his movements, the four curved blades flickered from the void and disappeared without a trace again.

Dongfang Mo's face darkened, he put away the gourd in his hand, and then his ears trembled slightly.

At a certain moment, just after he heard some strange noises, his figure froze and disappeared in a flash.

At the same time, four strangely shaped curved blades suddenly appeared where he disappeared, and they clashed together, making a series of crisp sounds.

If Dongfang Mo hadn't dodged in time, he would have been seriously injured.

Wutu's pupils shrank, and Dongfang Mo could disappear under his nose. This kind of movement is really weird.

In the next moment, his expression changed drastically, and he even raised his head to look at the top of his head.

I saw that Dongfang Mo had appeared above him at some point, and even slapped his sky spirit angrily with his palm.

In his palm, a square pattern also appeared.

　To be continued

　　
　
(End of this chapter)