Taoist students

Chapter 827 Shadow Clan
"The Holy Son is talking nonsense."

The next moment, the hoarse man recovered and said calmly.

"Hehe, it seems that Fellow Daoist doesn't want to admit it anymore." Dongfang Mo chuckled.

Hearing this, the hoarse man fell silent, and the stone pagoda was extremely quiet for a while.

It was not until a long time later that the hoarse man spoke: "How did you find out."

Hearing his words, Dongfang Moxin said that it was true, but he asked calmly, "Is this very important?"

The reason why he judged this person to be a Shadow Clan cultivator was actually because he saw his illusory body just now, because Gu Ya once said that a Shadow Clan cultivator was born with an illusory body due to his unique advantages.

In addition, through his sense of smell just now, he smelled the scent of someone he knew from this person, and that person he knew, he had doubted whether it was a Shadow Clan monk at the beginning, but he was not sure, so he finally gave up.

Unexpectedly, under his probing words, this person boldly admitted the matter.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo couldn't help but sigh a little. He thought back to the time when the Holy Son was contesting, the Taoist surnamed Zhou tried every means to find this person, but in the end she found nothing. He didn't want this Shadow Clan monk to stand in front of him now.

And Dongfang Mo finally knew why this person was so confident just now.After all, this person once hid his whereabouts under the noses of the monks in the Guiyi Realm, so naturally he and the Tianhu Saintess would not be afraid of him.

Sanqing Ruins was able to attract monks with the ancient surname from the royal family of the Yeling clan to come here, but it was unexpected that it could also attract monks from the Shadow clan. Dongfang Mo guessed that the name of the ancestor of Sanqing had indeed spread to all clans.

"Since the Holy Son has already seen it, I have nothing to hide. Let me come down today to learn whether the new Holy Son is as powerful as the rumors say." The hoarse man said.

After saying that, the gray mist surrounding this person rolled and squirmed, and finally condensed.Under Dongfang Mo's surprised eyes, a monster with a height of Zhang Xu, fleshy wings, and green face and fangs appeared in front of him.

"Batman!"

After seeing this person, Dongfang Mo's pupils shrank, and then he remembered that Gu Ya once said that the monks of the Shadow Clan can transform into various forms at will by relying on the magical power of the illusory body.

"hiss!"

The Shadow Clan cultivator didn't intend to explain at all, so he opened his mouth and took a breath.

In the next breath, the aura of demonic souls that filled the surrounding area and many demonic souls released by Dongfang Mo were sucked into his mouth by forceful pulling.

"Gollum!"

The man's throat swelled, as if he had swallowed something.

After the Shadow Clan cultivator let out a grin, his huge fleshy wings shook.

"Shh!"

This person appeared in front of Dongfang Mo as if teleported, and a trident appeared in his hand at some point, and the thick black-haired arm grasped the tail of the halberd and swept it out.

"Hoo!" There was a sound of piercing through the air, and the trident turned into a black light and slashed towards Dongfang Mo's waist.

Dongfang Mo lowered his foot a little, and used the Yinxu Step to retreat backwards.

The next moment, his waist and the sharp tip of the trident brushed past by an inch, narrowly dodging the blow.

Dongfang Mo looked at the Shadow Clan monk and suddenly opened his mouth.

"call out!"

A stone bead the size of a dragon's eye shot out from his mouth. Since the two were not far apart, the stone bead arrived in the blink of an eye, leaving this person nowhere to hide.

The Shadow Clan cultivator held the trident tightly with both hands, and the muscles on his arms emerged like horned dragons. With a low growl, the man swung the trident like a broadsword, raised it above his head and slashed fiercely.

All of a sudden, there was a loud "clang" and it fell on the stone bead.

However, although the longan-sized stone bead is inconspicuous, its weight has reached a shocking level.

The Shadow Clan cultivator felt as if he had been severely injured immediately, and his tall body was directly blown away.

"Boom!"

His back hit the wall of the stone tower hard, making a dull sound.

Dongfang Mo laughed. In the past two years, relying on his identity as the Holy Son, he found many precious materials, and used the three-stone technique to infiltrate the essence of those materials into the two stones of natal life.With the current weight of the two stones of natal life, a full-strength strike would probably turn the expression of a cultivator at the Immortal Ascension Boundary into a sudden change. How could this person at the Nascent Boundary Realm be able to resist it.

Seeing that the blow was successful, he flicked his sleeve quickly, and a strange blade disappeared from his sleeve in a flash.

"Poof... ding..."

First there was the sound of a sharp sword piercing into flesh, and then there was the crisp sound of metal clashing.

Taking a closer look, there was a finger-length bloody seam between the eyebrows of the Shadow Clan cultivator.

Dongfang Mo made a five-finger articulation, and the strange blade that slashed on the wall of the stone pagoda and ejected sparks made a detour, and was sandwiched between the index finger and middle finger silently by him.

"Oh!"

But before he had time to rejoice, the body of the Shadow Clan cultivator who had transformed into a Bat Demon suddenly exploded, turning into gray smoke again.Not only that, a burst of golden light burst out suddenly amidst the tumbling smoke, making people afraid to look directly at it.

Immediately afterwards, a golden flood dragon more than ten feet long emerged from it.

"call!"

Just when Dongfang Mo was extremely shocked, the thick tail of the golden dragon slammed into him like a wall, blocking everything in front of him.

At the critical moment, his mana was agitated, and a layer of green misty energy emerged like a substance.

Almost as soon as the stellar qi took shape, the golden flood dragon's tail was drawn on his body.

With a loud "bang", the Gang Qi in front of Dongfang Mo trembled wildly, and cracks appeared in the crackling sound, and finally shattered with a soft sound.

At this moment, Dongfang Mo's body was swept by a wave of air, and his footsteps were pounding on his hind legs, and every step he landed on the ground would be stamped with a clear mark.

"Ow!"

It was too late to stand still, only to hear a resounding dragon chant, the golden dragon soared into the sky, opened its bloody mouth, and bit down on Dongfang Mo.

A large shadow and a surging suction force from Jiaolong's mouth covered him first.

However, when the dragon was less than ten feet away from Dongfang Mo, with the sound of "boom", the golden dragon's charging posture suddenly stopped.

Looking back, I saw that the stone bead the size of a longan had soared to a size of five or six feet at this moment, smashing the dragon's tail to the ground, making its tail bloody and bloody, as if its body had been nailed to the ground Can't move.

Due to the terrifying weight of the boulder, the entire stone pagoda was shaking under this blow.

But just when Dongfang Mo was about to open his mouth to spray a thread of blood between Jiaolong's brows, the golden Jiaolong was one step ahead of him and exploded again, turning into a cloud of gray smoke.

It's just that this time the gray smoke scattered in all directions, and finally dissipated in the stone tower, leaving no trace of the Shadow Clan monks at all.

Dongfang Mo scanned his surroundings sharply, and exerted all his powers of hearing and smell.

But outside of the stone statue of the monk in the center of the stone pagoda, no one was seen.

"Actually, magical powers are just some common methods of our clan. The real strength of our clan is assassination."

Just as his mind was tense, the hoarse voice of a Shadow Clan monk resounded from the empty stone tower.

The strange thing is that even if Dongfang Mo used his ear powers, he couldn't tell where the sound source was.

"Bah!"

Just at this moment, an undetectable light sound came from above his head.

Dongfang Mo looked up, and saw a thin sword stabbing straight at his eyebrows. The one holding the hilt of the thin sword was a figure formed of gray smoke.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo suddenly opened his mouth.

"Huh!"

A large stream of yellow flames spewed out, and the tongues of flames instantly engulfed the Shadow Clan monks and burned blazingly.

(End of this chapter)