Taoist students

Chapter 1715 Pink Skull
After the embankment formed by the monks of the three clans was washed away, some people were pushed back.And some people, like Dongfang Mo, were overwhelmed by the army of the Ming clan and trapped in a tight siege.

At this time, Dongfang Mo was surrounded by densely packed Mingzu monks, the number of which could not be counted, completely surrounding him.

I saw him twitching his fingers and chanting words.At his feet, the huge towering tree, with its dense branches dancing wildly in the wind, made a "swish" tearing sound, one by one frantically twitched among the crowd of Mingzu monks rushing towards him.

Under the whipping of the silver branches, the bodies of countless Nadir cultivators exploded, turning into broken bones all over the sky, so that no one could approach Dongfang Mo thousands of feet away.

However, apart from Dongfang Mo, the other monks of the three tribes who were trapped in the siege did not have such strong strength to protect themselves.

Especially those cultivators in the Immortal Ascension Boundary, at the moment they were surrounded by the army of the Ming clan, at first they could arouse a layer of stellar energy as a resistance.But when the dense attacks of the Mingzu monks landed on them, the aura or defense they inspired gradually failed, and finally collapsed.Then the end of these people can be foreseen, even the souls and souls of the people who were killed could not escape.

As for the Dao Breaker cultivators, in the face of the low-level cultivators of the Ming clan, they can still barely protect themselves.But as time goes by, the situation is not optimistic.

Dongfang Mo's expression was extremely gloomy as he looked at the Nadir monks who were rushing towards him fearlessly.

The towering tree under his feet, like a patron saint, protected him to death.

It's just that he knows very well that even if the fighting power erupted from this towering tree can forcibly overwhelm the cultivator of Guiyi Realm, when a high-ranking cultivator of the Ming clan appears, he will only end up dead without a place to bury him.

Just when he thought of it like this, he felt waves of aura breaking the Dao Realm, appearing around him.

And amidst the sharp sound of piercing through the air, bone spears, bone spurs, or sharp edges shot and slashed at him.

"Boom boom boom..."

With the whipping of the branches all over the sky, the attack methods inspired by these Dao Breaking cultivators were suddenly blown apart.A wave of air was formed, impacting on Dongfang Mo's body, blowing his black Taoist robe up.

After this wave of offensive fell, the Nadir cultivators in the Infant Transformation Realm around him gradually transformed into cultivators in the Immortal Ascension Realm.All of them rushed towards him fiercely and abnormally. After the encirclement narrowed, the pressure on Dongfang Mo increased greatly.

And because there were too many monks from the Ming clan, within a short while, he found a gap in the seemingly impenetrable silver branches, and charged towards Dongfang Mo.

The mana in Dongfang Mo's body was agitated, and the three natal stones seemed to spin around without any rules, forming a three-stone formation to protect him firmly.

Then I heard a "bang bang" crackling sound.

The Nadir monks who approached him, after being hit by the three turbulent natal stones, their bodies exploded without exception, and turned into tiny bone residues under the dancing silver branches.

It can be said that the silver branches inspired by the towering tree and the three-stone array he sacrificed formed two layers of protection to cover him.

It's just that this is the case, and Dongfang Mo is under more and more pressure.

While thinking about it, he didn't hesitate, only to see his fingers twitching quickly.

"Kakkaka..."

Two arm-thin silver branches shot out from the gap between the three stone formations under his feet, and wrapped around an early-stage Hades cultivator who was killing towards him outside the formation.

Under the contraction of the silver branches, the Ming clan monk holding a bone knife was dragged in front of Dongfang Mo with a whoosh.

This person was about to struggle subconsciously, and cut the bone knife in his hand towards Dongfang Mo.It's just that as the two silver branches shrank, the hands and feet of the Mingzu cultivator were tightly imprisoned, unable to move at all.

The towering tree under Dongfang Mo's feet, after being stimulated by the law of vitality released by him, can kill even the Nadir cultivators of the Guiyi Realm. It is naturally easy to imprison the Nadir cultivators of the Dao Realm. up.

But with a "snap", Dongfang Mo's slender five fingers covered the spirit of the Nadir cultivator.

Then, from his mouth, he uttered an obscure incantation that belonged exclusively to the Night Elders.

With the sound of the incantation, a black air permeated Dongfang Mo's body, and quickly penetrated into the body of the Nadir cultivator imprisoned in front of him.

In the next breath, he saw the body of the Nadir cultivator trembling violently. This person's already pitch-black body became even darker and shiny. Not only that, there was also a strong death breath coming from him.

"Ow!"

But hearing a roar from the Mingzu monk's mouth, this person's lifespan is being burned crazily, and at the same time, he has aroused three times his fighting power before his death.

Seeing the Underworld cultivator who had been hit by the Absolute Spirit Curse, Dongfang Mo waved his hand, and the silver-white branch immediately threw the Underworld cultivator out, and fell into many Netherworld armies.

"Bang bang bang..."

Dongfang Mo had just finished all this, and the three-stone formation spinning around him exploded the bodies of the rushing Haddock monks one by one.

At this moment, his body trembled and his face turned slightly pale.

It turned out that the army of the Ming clan had already rushed in front of him.The mana in Dongfang Mo's body was being consumed crazily, and he was under tremendous pressure.

But he didn't worry too much, instead he showed a sneer.

After only waiting for a moment, he heard roars full of hostility coming from the army of the Ming clan outside the Three Stone Formation.Then there was a flurry of screams and violent fluctuations.

The smile on Dongfang Mo's face grew even wider, because the Absolute Spirit Curse had begun to erupt.

What followed was that the pressure around him decreased, and the number of Mingzu monks who collided with the three-stone formation began to drop sharply.

As long as the Absolute Spirit Curse erupts, it will spread at a terrifying speed, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it can be spread once and for all.

After just a dozen or so breaths, no Nadir cultivator could charge up to Dongfang Mo.They had already been killed by people of the same clan who had been casted into extreme confusion, so they didn't care about Dongfang Mo.

After the pressure was greatly reduced, Dongfang Mo's mind moved, and the three rotating natal stones shrank back.He rolled it into his cuffs, and then Dongfang Mo looked at the silver branches still dancing all over the sky under his feet, and frowned slightly.

Before, he inadvertently activated this object with the law of vitality, but now he doesn't know how to get it back.

But when he thought that the towering tree under his feet had self-awareness, Dongfang Mo tried to move his mind.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed that the big tree under his feet trembled slightly, and then began to shrink sharply with a crackling sound.

From a giant of tens of thousands of feet, it turned into thousands of feet, then hundreds of feet, tens of feet, and finally returned to the appearance of a whisk, and he held it in his hand under his snap.

Dongfang Mo, who has done all this, will use Yinxu Step to leave the place of right and wrong, and find a way to return to the camp of the monks of the three clans.

"Buzz!"

But suddenly an astonishing coercion descended on him.

Dongfang Mo's figure, which had just been hidden, suddenly appeared from the spot at this time, and was firmly fixed in place.

At this moment, he suddenly raised his head, and saw a pink skeleton wrapped in light veil, standing silently in front of him, staring at him with empty eye sockets.

The most important thing is that from this pink skeleton, there is a fluctuation of the cultivation base of the half-ancestral realm.

(End of this chapter)