Taoist students

Chapter 843 Silver Armor Refining Corpse
With a cry, the gray-clothed man sat cross-legged in the air, and then a powerful divine sense erupted from between his brows.

"Crench!"

I saw the silver coffin lid sliding, making a teeth-stinging grinding sound.

"Snapped!"

When a gap was exposed, a silver palm rested on the edge of the coffin.At first glance, this arm gives people the illusion of pouring silver juice.

Then a body lying on its back slowly sat up.

Judging from the upper body, this person's muscles are swollen.There are a pair of pointed ears on the top of the head, two sharp fangs in the mouth, and a pair of huge meat wings on the back.

"Batman!"

Dongfang Mo saw the identity of this person at a glance.

However, the Bat Demon in front of him has silver cheeks, silver lips, silver pupils, and even silver flesh wings. His whole body is shining silver.

Like the brass refining corpse before, the bat demon in front of him also has a strong corpse aura.It's just that the degree of danger is much higher than that of brass refining corpses.

"This is silver armor refining corpse." Gusu Ci was very surprised.

Because in his opinion, for a monk of Corpse Refining Sect whose cultivation level is only in the mid-stage of Transforming Infant Realm, being able to refine three brass refining corpses is quite a feat, but he did not expect this person to be able to control a silver armor refining corpse .This is a corpse soldier whose cultivation is comparable to that of an Immortal Ascension Boundary cultivator, and under normal circumstances, an Immortal Ascension Boundary cultivator of the same level will never be an opponent of a silver-armored corpse refiner.

"Shh!"

A burst of wind sounded.

Even with Dongfang Mo's eyesight, he felt that the silver bat demon with a height of Zhang Xu, the so-called silver-armored corpse in Gusu Ci's mouth, appeared beside the gray-clothed man sitting cross-legged.

"Jingle Bell!"

The man in gray shook the bell in his hand, and then he said coldly: "Kill him."

Hearing that the Silver Armor Refined Corpse glanced back at this person, there seemed to be some anthropomorphic mood swings in its eyes.

"Push!"

Then the corpse flapped its fleshy wings.

In just this moment, Dongfang Mo's face changed drastically. He threw the natal stone in his hand without thinking, and the natal stone turned into a black streamer and shot out.

"boom!"

With a sound of shock, Yinjia Lianshi punched the natal stone and flew back upside down.And the body of this corpse just paused, and then rushed towards Dongfang Mo again.Its power is so great that it cannot be compared with the previous brass refining corpse.

The moment he approached, the silver-armored corpse looked down at Dongfang Mo from a height, and with palms together, he slapped towards the middle, as if to blow Dongfang Mo's head off.

Dongfang Mo opened his mouth suddenly.

"call out!"

The blood shot out, and hit the chest of the silver-armored corpse as fast as lightning.

After being hit by this blow, the tall body of the Silver Armor Refined Corpse trembled, and he couldn't help taking half a step back.At the position of its chest, only a small shallow mark was left, and the blood tore through the silk did not cause any damage to it.

And this corpse seemed to be enraged, and he suddenly opened his bloody mouth.A sharp and terrifying hiss came out of its mouth.The screams formed circles of white sound waves, covering Dongfang Mo's entire body.

"Well!"

Dongfang Mo only felt ringing in his ears and a splitting headache.Not only that, that sharp neighing sound was about to drill into his sea of ​​consciousness and injure him severely.

"Buzz!"

The golden light on Dongfang Mo's head soared, and the Iron Head Kung Fu operated on its own, blocking the sharp sound waves.

If not, I am afraid that this blow will make him fall directly from the air.

"His!"

But just when Dongfang Mo stabilized his figure, a black shadow seemed to tear the air open and hit his chest.

Looking up, Dongfang Mo saw the black shadow attacking him. It was actually a sweeping kick from the Silver Armor Refining Corpse.

At the critical moment, he was about to use the hidden step to retreat, but then he was shocked to find that the magic power in his body could not be mobilized at this moment.Like a trickling stream, it was instantly frozen into ice.

Dongfang Mo immediately realized that it must be the sound wave technique performed by the silver-armored corpse before, which made him unable to mobilize the mana in his body. He did not expect this corpse to have such a strange supernatural power.

"Boom!"

Losing his control, the natal stone crashed down not far away.Although it was only the size of a fist, it still made a loud noise when it hit the ground, and even the ground seemed to shake slightly.

Unable to mobilize mana, Dongfang Mo couldn't even open the storage bag.Seeing that the leg sweep was approaching, the Anode Body Forging Technique and Nightmare Art in his body immediately started to work, and the surface of his body was first flashing with red light, then black magic lines moved around, and finally converged on his arms. arm.

Dongfang Mo turned sideways and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"boom!"

Yinjia Lianzhang's blow swept his legs and hit his arms.

Under the blow, Dongfang Mo's body was blown away like a rag bag. At this moment, he only felt numb in his arms and lost consciousness.And a turbulent force poured into his body along the arm, making his body feel uncomfortable.

Dongfang Mo tried to use his mana, but he found that he still couldn't mobilize it at all.However, there is a slight sign of mana loosening, and it must be able to operate freely as time goes by.

"Shh!"

However, the Silver Armor Corpse Refining obviously wouldn't give him a chance to use mana. The corpse vibrated with its wings and turned into an afterimage towards Dongfang Mo.

After receiving the blow from the silver-armored corpse just now, Dongfang Mo knew the difference in physical strength between him and this corpse, so he naturally couldn't fight it head-on.As long as the magic power in his body can be mobilized, he has at least several ways to deal with this corpse with a copper head and iron bones.

Thinking of this, his legs moved sideways for a flash, and easily dodged the pounce of the silver-armored corpse.

Next, there was the sound of breaking wind, and the two chased and fled, constantly moving and flashing, but Dongfang Mo never confronted him head-on.

As time went by, the silver-armored corpse, who had been chasing him for a long time, seemed to lose his patience.The corpse suddenly stopped, and the pair of fleshy wings on its back flickered wildly, and its figure also spun rapidly.

"call!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, a raging tornado suddenly formed, and instantly enveloped a radius of tens of feet, covering Dongfang Mo within it.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo's face was gloomy, while the silver-armored corpse had a stiff smile on its face. Its body changed again, and it burst towards Dongfang Mo.

Within a narrow range of tens of feet, Dongfang Mo was able to dodge at first, but as the tornado shrank, it became more difficult for him.

He wanted to try to break through the shackles of the tornado, but when he just rushed out, his figure immediately seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, so he immediately gave up this plan, otherwise he would be caught up by the silver-armored corpse before he rushed out.

After dodging for a dozen breaths again, the tornado had shrunk to more than ten feet, and Dongfang Mo in it was almost unavoidable.

"drink!"

He only heard a low growl from him, and then he turned around, advancing instead of retreating, and went up to the silver-armored refining corpse.

"Bang bang bang..."

The moment the two approached, fists and palms staggered, making a muffled sound of collision.

Dongfang Mo's body was covered in magic patterns, while the silver-armored corpse was shining brightly.

Seeing this scene, Gusu Ci not far away opened his mouth slightly, speechless in shock.He originally thought that Dongfang Mo's ability to become the Holy Son of Qingling must be due to some kind of conspiracy, or the Dongfang family's secret support.

However, seeing that Dongfang Mo was able to defeat the Yin-armored Corpse Refinement only by relying on his cultivation at the Nascent Transformation Realm and relying on his physical strength, there were a few Nascent Transformation cultivators who could do this.Therefore, he is indeed capable of becoming the Holy Son of Qingling.

And thinking of this, Gusu Ci was even more frightened.He knew that Dongfang Mo back then was extremely poor in aptitude and strength.But I don't think that today is not what it used to be. It's really a three-day farewell, and we should treat each other with admiration.

The gray-clothed man sitting cross-legged in the air also had a gloomy expression. He did not expect Dongfang Mo to be so powerful that he could beat the silver-armored corpse even when he was unable to use mana.

But the two of them didn't know Dongfang Mo's difficulties. After nearly a hundred moves with Yinjia Corpse Refining, he immediately felt a sense of powerlessness.There is an insurmountable gap between the cultivation bases of the two.

If the magic energy in his body hadn't been sucked dry by the broken blade last time, he would be able to contend with this corpse head-on with Yan Jijue, but the magic energy has already been exhausted, and it is impossible for him to be like this with his physical body alone. dead opponent.

"boom!"

As the speed of Dongfang Mo's fists became slower and slower, at a certain moment, he was finally found by the silver-armored corpse, and received a solid blow to the chest. A strong repelling force erupted to stop him, but his figure still flew upside down.

At this moment, he felt the pain of being cracked by a punch in his chest, which made his face suddenly turn pale.

However, his body that was flying straight up had not stopped yet, Dongfang Mo only felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and the silver-armored corpse appeared beside him.

"boom!"

He received another heavy blow to the back, causing him to shoot back in the opposite direction.

"boom!"

Following the white light flashing and flashing, it was the third solid blow, which landed on the side of his waist.

Silver Armor Corpse Refinement took advantage of the victory and pursued, seemingly not giving him any chance to breathe.

After being hit three times in a row, Dongfang Mo's figure was directly submerged in the whistling tornado, and was stirred and spun.

He only felt that the internal organs in his body were churning, and now his figure was being blown uncontrollably in the strong wind, and there was a tearing pain all over his body.

Dongfang Mo clenched his teeth, twisted his body suddenly, and broke free from the tornado abruptly, standing in the mid-air outside the tornado.But at this time, his face showed an abnormal redness, and he swallowed the mouthful of hot blood that was about to be spurted out, his throat throbbing.

"hiss!"

Gusu Ci gasped.

"you……"

The man in gray looked at him in disbelief.

After being hit three times by the silver-armored corpse refining, Dongfang Mo actually looked like he was slightly injured. How tough his physical body must be to be able to do this.Even a body-refining cultivator at the Immortal Ascension Boundary probably couldn't be so relaxed.

Dongfang Mo would not explain to this person that he had cultivated the secret technique of the Nightmare Demon Clan, Nightmare Ultimate Jue, to the level of Xiaocheng.The strength of the physical body is not afraid of even going through the thunder disaster, which is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

He turned his head to look at the gray-clothed man with a bell in his hand, he caught the thief and the king, and with his legs moving, he shot towards the man with lightning.

"Jingle Bell!"

The man in gray woke up angrily from the shock. He quickly raised the brass bell and shook it violently, and a burst of rapid bell rang immediately.

Almost the moment the bell rang, Dongfang Mo felt a strong crisis coming, and he subconsciously tilted his head.

(End of this chapter)