Taoist students

Chapter 938 Spiritual Root Mutation
Under Fu Ling's gaze, the raging black cloud of smoke below was still violently rolling.

It was hundreds of thousands of demon souls that had been transformed into the energy of demon souls under the self-explosion of thousands of corpse soldiers.

This situation lasted for a short while, and finally there was a change.

I saw clusters of pitch-black demonic spirits beginning to condense, and finally turned into ferocious demonic souls.

However, the aura of these demon souls is extremely weak, and when all the auras of demon souls are condensed, the number of demon souls is only half of what it was before.

Unexpectedly, under the self-explosion of the corpse soldiers, the 50 demon souls released by Dongfang Mo lost as much as 23 in one fell swoop.

"Hula...Hula..."

Immediately afterwards, the pupils of Fu Ling's eyes shrank.

A demonic soul seems to be drawn, and quickly plunders.

In the end, these demon souls vacated tens of feet high, revealing a figure sitting cross-legged below.

Upon closer inspection, this person was Dongfang Mo.

For him now, the three natal stones around him are still rotating regularly.

But the vine armor in front of him broke at some point, and his long hair fell loose, blowing up with the wind, giving people a sense of bohemian.

Other than that, he didn't seem to be seriously injured, which was quite different from Fu Ling's imagination that he should be severely injured.

And the facts are exactly what the woman saw.

Even under the self-explosion of thousands of corpse soldiers, Dongfang Mo didn't suffer any injuries. The three-stone array covered by three rotating natal stones around him resisted the power of most of the corpse soldiers' self-explosion.Only a few powerful air waves penetrated the small gap exposed when the three stone formations rotated, and shattered his vine armor.

At this moment, he raised his head and looked at Fu Ling from a distance, with a look of hostility on his face.

Fu Ling looked at him with an extremely gloomy expression.

But in the next breath, the eyes of the two were attracted by a violent movement from above their heads at the same time.

In the sky thousands of feet above their heads, two figures passed by from time to time, and the black stick light intertwined and collided with the white knife light, making loud noises.

It turned out that Sima Qi and He Jun were fighting together.

But at this moment, Dongfang Mo saw the position of He Jun's chest at a glance. There was a bloody hole the size of a fist that was transparent from front to back.Seeing this, his expression couldn't help changing, he didn't expect Sima Qi to be so powerful.

But this person obviously didn't feel well, and now the corner of his mouth was overflowing with blood, and his face turned into a strange green color, at first glance he looked like a monk from the Jingli Clan.

And at this time, because Sima Qi was caught off guard before, he was hit by a top-level secret technique of the Black Demons, and was pierced into the body by countless green filaments, so he ended up like this.

After being hit by that kind of secret surgery, his whole body's mana was suppressed, making his operation extremely slow, and he could only display [-] to [-]% of his strength, and with the passage of time, there was a tendency to become more and more intense.

But he also used a talisman with the single-strike power of a monk in the late Guiyi realm, which severely injured He Jun.The bloody hole in the woman's chest was caused by that talisman.Otherwise, with his current state, he would not be able to resist this woman.

Seeing that the battle group between the two was in a fierce stage, the next moment Fu Ling looked away.

She patted her waist, and took out a delicate light silver coffin about the size of a palm from a delicate storage bag.

Different from ordinary coffins, this one is square and wider, which is quite peculiar.

Every monk in the Corpse Refining Sect has his own natal corpse, and Fu Ling, as the daughter of the master of the Corpse Refining Sect, is no exception.

And without thinking about it, being able to become this woman's natal corpse refining is definitely not comparable to ordinary corpse refining.

After taking out the object, Fu Ling threw the coffin, and the object suddenly swelled in the wind, and finally turned into a huge coffin measuring two feet in length and width.

"puff!"

Fu Ling bit the tip of his tongue, and immediately sprayed a mouthful of blood on the pale silver coffin.

"Jingle Bell!"

Then she shook the purple bell in her hand.

In just this moment, the coffin began to hum and tremble.

Although he didn't know what the refined corpse in the coffin looked like, Dongfang Mo obviously didn't plan to wait any longer.

He stood up with a huff, and then shot towards Fu Ling.

The moment he made a move, countless demon souls floating above his head opened their mouths and let out a shriek, followed behind him, rolling towards Fu Ling.

Dongfang Mo was still far away, and there was an extra simple whisk in his hand, and the next moment he pulled the whisk forward.

"Shh!"

The silver-white whisk was like a sharp sword, cutting down towards the pale silver coffin.

Seeing this scene, Fu Ling didn't have the slightest intention of making a move, but just watched all this indifferently.

"Chong!"

Immediately, Fusi slashed firmly on the coffin, and there was a sound of swords clashing.

After bearing this blow, the pale silver coffin remained motionless in mid-air, and there was no damage on the surface.

"Humph!"

With a twist of Dongfang Mo's wrist, Fusi cut on the pale silver coffin was like a white spirit snake, wrapping the thing around and around, and finally wrapped it into a white cocoon.

"Oh!"

Just the next moment, this white "cocoon" swelled suddenly, and there seemed to be something struggling to get out of it.

"Well!"

Holding Fuchen's Dongfang Mo tightly with his palm, he staggered forward uncontrollably.

"Oh!"

Before he could stand still, the "cocoon" in front of him swelled again, this time Dongfang Mo's face turned pale.Just from this point, it can be seen that the corpse refining power in the coffin is extremely powerful.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo no longer hesitated, he grabbed the whisk and threw it downward.

"Shhhhhhhhhhh!"

The Immortal Root shot out, and then sank into the ground.

"Kakkaka..."

Then, with a crisp sound, the thing grew taller and turned into a vigorous tree tens of feet high, and the silvery white silk turned into wicker-like branches
Not only that, under the movement of Dongfang Mo's fingers, the wicker-like branches suddenly shrank and tightened.

"Oh!"

There was another shock in the coffin, but this time it was caused by the coffin lid and the coffin body being tightly fastened together.

"Jingle Bell!"

Fu Ling shook the bell in his hand, and the crisp bell rang clearly.

In an instant, the coffin bound by the branches began to struggle frantically, and the white "cocoon" was pulled around like a living thing.

At this time, every branch was stretched straight, as if it was about to break at any time, and the vigorous branches of the big tree below also twisted accordingly.

But even so, the big tree still tightly entangled the coffin, making it impossible to break free.

Fu Ling was very frightened and angry, but she had no time to use other methods, hundreds of thousands of demon souls were already rolling in ahead, and they were about to drown her.

"The members of Corpse Refining Sect are really useless!"

Sima Qi, who was fighting He Jun again in mid-air, looked down at this time and spoke sarcastically.

After saying that, the man looked up at He Jun again, and then he took out a budding emerald green flower from the cuff.

Looking at this flower bone that has not yet bloomed, Sima Qi showed a very painful expression, but then he gritted his teeth and threw this thing at He Jun without hesitation.

At the moment of letting go, the flower bud suddenly bloomed, revealing one of the black stamens, and then the object disappeared out of thin air.

At the same time, the expression of He Jun in front of him changed drastically, and the woman stomped her foot, and without thinking about it, she backed away.

"late!"

Sima Qi laughed lightly.

After the laughter fell, everyone saw the flower that disappeared before, and suddenly appeared at He Jun's feet, and the object had grown to a size of five or six feet at some point, and then the blooming petals suddenly closed, trapping He Jun and this woman in.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

There was a muffled sound coming from it, but Huaguduo just trembled and was unscathed.

"His!"

The moment this person was trapped, Sima Qi descended from the sky, raised his arm and slashed the sword downward.

Under this slash, a [-]-foot-long saber light burst out, splitting the black ocean formed by the tumbling demon soul into two halves.

Dao Guang continued to slash towards Dongfang Mo unabated.

"Chong!"

In the next moment, it hit the natal stone among the three boulders that revolved around Dongfang Mo.

"Boom!"

Being hit by this, the natal stone flew straight out, hitting the ground and the whole ground was shaking.

"His!"

Just when he was frightened and furious, another saber light slashed towards the center of his eyebrows.

With a wave of Dongfang Mo's hand, the Soul Shaking Stone blasted forward.

"Chong!"

The sword light slashed on the soul-shocking stone, and saw it fly upside down like the natal stone, and hit the ground with a bang.

"His!"

In an instant, a third ray of saber slashed towards his waist.

Dongfang Mo didn't have any room to think, and waved again, and the Black Rain Stone swept forward.

Then, with the sound of metal clashing, the Black Rain Stone was also chopped into the air.

"puff!"

After three consecutive blows, Dongfang Mo also opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood under a counter-shock force.

And at this time, there was nothing on his body, and his whole body was finally exposed in front of Sima Qi's eyes.

"go to hell!"

Sima Qi looked at him contemptuously. At this moment, he took a step forward and flicked the sword in his hand.

Another [-]-foot-long saber light slashed at him obliquely. When this blow fell, it would definitely split his whole body in half.

At this time, Dongfang Mo's face paled in shock, he felt a life-and-death crisis that made his hair stand on end for a long time.

"call out!"

At the critical moment, a drop of bright red blood seemed to come through the sky from an endless distance.

With a sound of "Bo", the drop of blood directly sank into the center of Dongfang Mo's eyebrows, even if it was blocked by the iron head skill, it was useless, the blood bead sank into his sea of ​​consciousness in the blink of an eye, and merged into it.

At this moment, Dongfang Mo opened his mouth to the sky, showing a ferocious face, and let out a silent roar.

"Buzz!"

His black hair was windless, and the blood in his body was boiling, and a shocking evil spirit erupted from his body.

Not only that, countless auras around him surged towards him and submerged into his body, and then the aura on Dongfang Mo's body began to rise crazily, and finally this aura formed a coercion that made Fu Ling and the others shudder.

The coercion set off a gust of wind, blowing their robes to the ground.

Dongfang Mo's eyes were flushed, and his heart was filled with a terrifying murderous intent.

His slender figure stood upright in the air, then he raised his hand and scratched the top of his head.

A palm with condensed mana grasped the Baizhang Daoguang cut towards him between the five fingers, making it unable to land at all.

Then he pinched it hard, and with a "bang", the Baizhang knife light was pinched and exploded into pieces of aura.

(End of this chapter)