Dongfang Mo took off the black cloth bag around his waist, and then put it in front of his eyes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If he faced other people, maybe he still had the strength to fight. Because of his two major killer skills, the Demon Suppression Diagram and the Demon Sand were not used.

But the Silver Horn Demon Clan in front of him didn't have a divine soul, so his Demon Suppression Diagram naturally had no effect on this person, so he didn't use it before. And Mosha has fallen into a deep sleep since he devoured the insect feeding pill back then.

He wanted to escape just now, but he didn't expect these mutant spirit worms to wake up at this moment.

Dongfang Mo guessed that it must have been the powerful qi and blood emanation of the Silver Horn Demon Clan that caused the Demon Sand to wake up from its slumber.

Although he didn't know what the strength of the magic sand was now, when he saw the black cloth bag that was constantly struggling and agitating, he knew that the power of this insect must be much stronger than before. Thinking of this, he grabbed Bu Bag's arm and shook it.

In an instant, he saw a stream of black sand, like a black cloud, pouring out of the sack, and then levitating in front of him.

Dongfang Mo's pupils shrank, although the place was a little dim, he could still see clearly that these black sand grains were magic sand like ladybugs.

It's just that he never expected that the size of these insects after advancing has become larger, and they are the size of a grain of rice. And it was as black as ink, with a faint cold light.

"Buzz!"

The moment the insect cloud came out, it immediately let out a buzzing sound that shook the eardrums, and then rushed towards the silver-horned demon clan at a certain height in front of him.

The Silver Horn Demon Clan's eyes were now blood-red, and when he saw a black cloud coming, his big hand covered with scaly armor slammed into it.

"Woo Woo Woo!"

A palm wind whistled up, and a faint blue arc could be seen beating in it.

"Smack!"

The palm wind and the insect cloud collided together, and the insect cloud was instantly shot and scattered. Many insects that were split by the arc fell to the ground, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"Huh!"

At the same time, the tall figure of the Silver Horn Demon Clan disappeared.

Fast, very fast!

This was the only thought in Dongfang Mo's heart, he could only see a black shadow flashing, the only thing he could do was to push the anode forging technique to the extreme, and block his arms in front of his chest.

"Bang!"

However, his body flew upside down like a sandbag, slammed into the walls of the stone tower, and then fell.

"Ahem......"

After falling to the ground, he coughed violently, and his face turned pale and swallowed back a mouthful of blood.

His hands suddenly lost sensation and became extremely numb.

Looking at the place where he was standing before, the tall body of the Silver Horn Demon Clan was standing, still maintaining a punching posture.

Dongfang Mo endured his injuries and stood up, his trembling palms tightly grasping the dust. He was about to make a move, but the next moment he was surprised to find that the body of the Silver Horn Demon Clan was trembling slightly.

If you look closely, it turns out that his body is covered with a layer of black sand at some point, and in the silent stone tower, there is a faint sound of "clicking" and gnawing.

Those black sand grains are naturally magic sand.

Dongfang Mo turned his gaze and looked at the insects that had fallen to the ground after being struck by the blue arc before, but the place where he looked was empty, and it was obvious that those demon sands were not dead.

The black grains of sand now enveloped the Silverhorn Demon Clan into a black humanoid object, which looked a little strange in the darkness.

"Moo!"

Under the gnawing of these insects, the Silverhorn Demon Clan let out a low roar of pain in a moment, and then he raised his right foot and slammed it on the ground.

"Boom!"

A circle of ripples visible to the naked eye rippled away, and a surge of qi and blood on the Silverhorn Demon Clan's body erupted, as if it was about to shake away the black sand particles covering his body.

"Click, click!"

However, he didn't know that the more his qi and blood rose, the more he could arouse the ferocity of Mosha. Then I heard the sound of gnawing louder, which made people smell and tingle.

The next moment, the Silverhorn Demon Clan could no longer compose, and he waved his hands and slapped his body up and down.

As the crackling sound came out, many of the black sand particles on his body were spilled on the ground by him, but as soon as these insects fell, they immediately rose into the sky, continued to cover him, and gnawed again.

"Whew!"

The Silver Horn Demon Clan stretched out his palm as fast as lightning and grabbed at the stone gate in the distance.

Suddenly, the stone door creaked and opened again.

"Close the stone door!"

Seeing this scene, even the bones and teeth who have lived for countless years are invigorated.

There is no need to remind this person at all, Dongfang Mo will not give this person a chance. With a flicker of his figure, he stood in front of the stone gate.

And with a "boom", he used his back to resist the stone gate.

However, at the moment when the stone door opened just now, a wisp of spiritual energy still poured in, and was sucked in by the Silver Horn Demon Clan, and his aura instantly increased by a point.

At the same time, he saw that his body covered by magic sand shrank one by one, as if he could bounce these mutated spirit insects away at any time.

What made Dongfang Mo breathe a sigh of relief was that the magic sand was like a maggot attached to him, and it would be useless for him to struggle. Instead, the sound of humming and gnawing was mixed together, and it sounded one after another.

In a few moments, the figure of the Silver Horn Demon Clan fell to the ground and began to twitch wildly, and then his hands grabbed at his body in an orderly manner.

It's just that his resistance is destined to be in vain, as time passes, the body of the Silver Horn Demon Clan lies motionless on the ground, and only a humanoid black shadow can be seen in place, and the volume is gradually shrinking.

Dongfang Mo and Gu Ya all watched all this intently.

In this way, after about half an hour, the humanoid object in front of him had completely disappeared.

Dongfang Mo's tense mind finally relaxed, and the silver-horned demon clan was killed by him.

"Buzz!"

But the magic sand rose into the sky in an instant, and pounced on him head-on.

"Damn it!"

Frightened, he hurriedly lifted the black cloth bag in his hand, and his heart was even more moved, and he wanted to include these insects in it.

"Hmm!"

But then, his face turned pale.

Because he wanted to control these insects, it became more than ten times more difficult than before, and his divine consciousness was frantically consumed, but he didn't see that these insects had the intention of surrendering.

However, his manipulation was not completely useless, these mutant spirit insects were frozen in mid-air at this time, up and down, as if they were deciding between rushing towards Dongfang Mo and the black cloth bag that entered his hand.

At the last moment, he waved his big hand, and a strong corpse with horns on its head was thrown out by him with a thud.

At this point, Mosha finally found the object to gnaw on, and all of them were covered on the corpse he threw out, and the clattering sound was heard again.

And what he threw out casually was the strong man of the demon clan who was killed by him a few years ago. He originally planned to stay and study this person's body, and he didn't want to use it today.

The corpse of the strong man with horns, under the gnawing of the demon sand, was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was obvious that the strength of this person's physical body was far from being comparable to the previous silver-horned demon clan.

Taking this opportunity, Dongfang Mo held a black cloth bag in his hand and collected the small half of the corpse of the bull-headed strong man, as well as all the magic sand.

"Whew!"

After doing all this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly slid down with his back against the stone door, and sat down on the ground.

Now not only is his mana depleted, his divine consciousness has also been exhausted, and even his physical body feels a sense of collapse. The injuries on the body are not recoverable in a short time.

Without any hesitation, he took out two mid-rank spirit stones from the storage bag and began to absorb them frantically.

After only seven or eight breaths, the spirit stones in his hand turned into powder and sprinkled down, and without pause, he took out two spirit stones again and sucked them wildly.

Needless to say, the power of Mosha after awakening was far beyond his imagination. But these spirit insects are extremely difficult to control now, and in his opinion, even if he re-cultivates, it will not be possible to swing his arms as before, unless the power of his divine sense increases greatly.

He didn't stop until he had absorbed more than ten spirit stones Dongfang Mo, his mana couldn't be fully recovered for a while, and now he had more important things to do.

"You...... You actually killed a silverhorn clan in the infant realm. ”

You have to see him open his eyes, and his words are full of disbelief as he floats in the air.

He knew the strength of the Silver Horn Demon Clan. Although this person is only in the early stage of the Infant Transformation Realm, he has cultivated the Three Lives Technique, and he will also turn the talent of the demon clan into madness. It can be said that this person is absolutely invincible in the Infant Transformation Realm, and there is no problem in being able to crush dozens of opponents of the same level.

Even if he was trapped here without spiritual supplies, resulting in no one in ten strengths, it was impossible for Dongfang Mo, a Condensing Pill Realm cultivator, to be able to kill him. Although he roared loudly before, he really didn't have much confidence in Dongfang Mo's ability to kill this person.

"Why, isn't that the result you want!" Dongfang Mo stood up against the wall.

"Tut-tut, your spirit worms are kind of interesting. This person didn't have time to change for the third time, and he died without even using his natural powers, which is really aggrieved. "The bones and teeth are still amazed.

It was not difficult for Dongfang Mo to hear from Gu Ya's words that this Silver Horn Demon Clan was definitely an extremely powerful existence, but he snorted coldly:

"Hmph, no matter how powerful he is, Xiaodao doesn't kill him, he is still a living dead."

"That's right, Grandpa Gu saw that he didn't have a divine soul before, otherwise this clan could still use a divine soul attack, how could you resist it."

Dongfang Mo's understanding of the demon clan is limited to the tiger-headed monster five years ago, and the bull-headed strong man who was killed by him.

And he knew that this silver-horned demon clan was killed by him by mistake due to many external reasons. Regarding the strength of this person in his heyday, he couldn't help but be a little curious.

So he looked at Guya and asked, "Was this person really strong in his life?"

"What's more? You should know that the difference in strength between monks of the same rank is very different. ”

"Not bad." Dongfang Mo nodded, agreeing with this.

For example, he was able to use the Qi Refining Period to cultivate and kill the Foundation Building Period cultivators. And when the foundation building period is cultivated, it can kill the monks of the Ning Dan Realm.

As for Ling Yi at the beginning, he used the late cultivation of the Ning Dan Realm to slaughter the two cities of Nanyang Mountain and behead tens of thousands of people in a row.

Therefore, even if the monks have the same cultivation, the difference in strength is very likely to be one in the sky and one underground.

"Hehe, the strength of this silver-horned demon is definitely an invincible existence that sweeps the same level, believe it or not, if he is at his peak, he can crush dozens of opponents of the same level."

"Dozens of opponents of the same rank?" Dongfang Mo gasped, even if his spiritual root mutation was probably not daring to say such a thing.

I didn't expect that it was such a powerful person, but he died in the hands of a small Ning Dan Realm cultivator, no wonder the unbelievable appearance of the bone teeth before, it was really a creation and a trick.

Looking at Dongfang Mo's shocked expression, Gu Ya wanted to sarcastically say a few words to him about the frog at the bottom of the well, but he immediately remembered something, and hurriedly urged:

"Okay, no matter how powerful he is, he is now devoured by your insects, hurry up and see what this person has left behind, and be sure to find the three-life technique for Lao Tzu."

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo also reacted, so he immediately stepped forward and came to the place where the Demon Sand devoured the Silver Horn Demon Clan before.

However, in its place, only a few things remained.

A tattered teal robe, a storage bag, a silver horn, and finally a fist-sized silver bead.

Needless to say, the cyan robe was kicked away by Dongfang Mo with a casual kick.

He first picked up the two-foot-long horn and examined it in his hand.

This thing is obvious, it is the single horn with thunder in the middle of the forehead of the Silver Horn Demon Clan. The horn was now in his hand, and he could see a faint blue arc of electricity as it roamed over it, making his palm tingle.

And this thing is cold to the touch, a bit like jade. In terms of weight, it is enough to weigh thousands of catties.

"This is a good thing, it can be used to refine the thunder treasure, but you'd better not let the people of the Silver Thunder Clan see it, otherwise you will die a miserable death." Bone tooth explained.

Hearing his words, Dongfang Mo nodded and put away the unicorn temporarily.

Then he picked up the fist-sized silver bead again.

I saw that this bead was round and smooth, and there was a treasure light circulating on it, and it was not a vulgar thing at first glance.

"This is the demon pill of the silver-horned little demon, the cultivation methods of the demon clan and your human race are different, the human race refines the Yuan Baby, and the demon clan condenses the demon pill."

"Oh?" Dongfang Mo was slightly surprised, he really hadn't heard of this kind of thing.

"So what's the use of it?" At this time, I heard him ask again.

"It's more useful, it can be used to refine medicine, and it can also be used to refine magic weapons, but Grandpa Bone can teach you a way to refine this thing into a heavenly thunder child, and throw it out to ensure that the Infant Realm cultivators can be blasted into slag." Osteodental tract.

"But Xiaodao doesn't know how to refine this kind of thing." Dongfang Mo was overjoyed at first when he heard that he could bombard and kill the Infant Realm cultivator, but then he frowned.

"Don't be afraid, this little demon is the Silver Thunder Clan, the Demon Pill is originally a thunder attribute, refining will not be too complicated, your current cultivation can be easily refined, later Grandpa Bone will teach you, you open his storage bag first." Bone tooth is a little impatient.

Dongfang Mo naturally saw that this old lowly bone was interested in the Silver Thunder Clan's Three Lives Technique, otherwise how could he explain so much to himself, and he was even willing to teach himself to refine the Heavenly Thunder Son. But he was also happy to do so, after all, he was also interested in the three-life technique, so he agreed.

Then he picked up the man's storage bag and poured mana into it.

"Huh?"

It's just that as soon as his mana didn't enter the storage bag, he was bounced back by a layer of prohibition on the storage bag, as if he had hit a copper wall.

So as soon as he gritted his teeth, the mana gushed again, forcibly trying to break it. However, the prohibition on the storage bag in the end was still indifferent.

"Let me come!"

In a hurry, he opened his mouth and took a mouthful of green flames, wrapping the storage bag and burning.

The process lasted only a dozen breaths before he put the flames away.

"No, this prohibition is a unique sealing technique of the demon clan, even a monk of the same level is difficult to open, and Grandpa Bone can't help it." Itchy teeth.

"Then it's no wonder that the trail is small."

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo hung this person's storage on his waist. Things are in his hands, and there is always a way to open them in the future, and he is not in a hurry.

Gu Fang gritted his teeth for a while at his actions, but he couldn't find any reason to refute it. Thinking of this, the flame in his eyes jumped, thinking about how he could get things from Dongfang Mo's hands in the future.

Dongfang Mo didn't know what this old was thinking, after putting away the storage bag, his mind moved, and the silver-white blue gossamer shot out not far away, wrapping around his fingers.

He looked around for a while, then stared at the corner of the wall, and then bent down to pick up a strangely shaped throwing knife.

Looking at the blue-black strange flying knife in his hand, Dongfang Mo's brows furrowed tightly. It was this thing before, and it almost attacked him.

The things in the hands of the Infant Transformation Realm cultivator can't be ordinary goods, and this thing may be the natal weapon of the silver-horned demon clan. After all, apart from the Demon Suppression Diagram, he hadn't seen this person perform any other artifacts until now.

Putting the knife away, he was ready to make a decision later.

After doing all this, his eyes narrowed, and he began to look at the stone tower in front of him.