Taoist students

Chapter 663 Imitation and soul split
After the words fell, Gu Ya floated in front of the Dementor Bell, and looked carefully.

"Oh? You know this thing?" Dongfang Mo was surprised.

"I have a little impression, but I can't remember it for a while. Do you know the name of this thing?" Gu Ya asked.

"If Xiaodao's predictions are correct, this thing should be called the Dementor Clock."

"Dementor Clock?" Gu Ya was startled.

Then I saw that he began to fall into memories, and after only a moment, green flames jumped in his eyes, "Is this thing only capable of soul attack?"

"Although Xiao Dao hasn't completely refined it, what you said should be good." Dongfang Mo nodded.

"That's right, if that's the case, this thing should be known as the treasure of the Yaozu."

Hearing the words "Famous Monster Race", Dongfang Mo's expression changed slightly.

"But the aura fluctuations of this object and that treasure are too different, needless to say, they are also imitations." Gu Ya said again at this time.

"Imitation?" Dongfang Mo was taken aback.

"That's right, that treasure back then was a veritable Tianbao with unimaginable power, and it usually required several powerful men to urge it."

"Although the one in your hand has the aura of that treasure, it is not strong, so it should be an imitation. But don't underestimate this imitation. With your strength, it should not be able to fully arouse its power, otherwise If it is, even the cultivators of the Immortal Ascension Boundary dare not underestimate it. And what you said just now is correct, this thing does belong to the ranks of spirit treasures."

Hearing that Gu Ya said that the Dementor Clock was a spiritual treasure, Dongfang Mo was secretly delighted.

After pondering for a while, he bit the tip of his tongue, opened his mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of blood on the Dementor's Clock.

In any case, let's refine this thing first.He had seen the power of the Dementor Bell before, even a man in a golden robe could be hit hard with one blow. With this thing in hand, his strength would skyrocket by a large amount.

When the blood was spurted out, the bright red blood was gradually absorbed by the Dementor's Clock.

Seeing this Dongfang Mo was overjoyed, so he closed his eyes, immersed himself in his mind, and began to refine this thing.

After half a day, Dongfang Mo let out a long breath, and then opened his eyes.

After refining this thing, he already had a preliminary understanding of some magical powers of the Dementor Clock.

I saw a look of excitement on his face, and then opened his mouth to sacrifice the soul-shaking stone. Under Gu Ya's suspicious gaze, he manipulated the soul-shaking stone and lightly tapped it on the soul-destroying bell.

"when!"

Then I heard a crisp bell ringing.

Then, from the mouth of the Dementor Bell, there were circles of weak black sound waves swaying.

After Dongfang Mo heard the crisp bell, for some reason, he felt a kind of tranquility in his soul, which made him extremely comfortable.

Seeing this, a strange light appeared in his eyes, and then he manipulated the Soul Shaking Stone again, and knocked on the Dementor Bell, but this time the knocking force was a little stronger.

"when!"

The soul-destroying clock trembled, and the sound of the bell was thick and thick, and the circles of black sound waves it inspired were also much more solidified.Following that, his aura of tranquility became stronger and stronger.

"It's indeed a soul attack. It seems that this clock is a replica of that Tianbao." Gu Ya said.

Dongfang Mo glanced at Gu Ya strangely when he heard the words, but he didn't mean to answer the old bastard.

He originally thought that the soul-destroying clock only had the effect of attacking, but he did not expect that this clock also had the miraculous effect of warming and nourishing the soul.But apparently, Gu Ya couldn't feel the breath that made him feel at ease.

After touching his chin, he put away the soul-shaking stone, stretched out his palm instead, and with [-]% of his strength, he slapped the soul-destroying clock.

"when!"

As the bell rang, the sound waves excited by the Dementor Bell this time were not as solid as the first time he hit it with the Soul Shaking Stone.

Moreover, Dongfang Mo's body trembled under this blow, he felt his soul shake, and he felt dizzy.

In just this moment, he understood what was going on.

It seems that the soul-destroying clock must be activated by the soul-shocking stone, otherwise, relying solely on the power of the palm, not only will it not be able to maximize the power of this thing, but it will also suffer a certain amount of backlash.

Thinking about it, this was also the reason why Qing Mulan urged him to strike the bell, but there was no serious problem.

If Qing Mulan had the Soul Shocking Stone in her hand at that time, the outcome of the battle a year ago might have been completely reversed.

Looking at the soul-destroying clock in front of him, Dongfang Mo became more and more delighted the more he looked at it. With a move of his mind, the three-foot-sized soul-destroying clock slowly shrank, and finally turned into a small and delicate bell, which he held in his hand .

According to Xue Junqiong, this object can boost the strength of the monster clan and suppress the soul of the human monks. It is an auxiliary magic weapon against the sky, but he needs to find someone to try it in the future to prove it.

Then Dongfang Mo opened his mouth suddenly, ready to swallow this thing into his stomach, and put it in his dantian to warm up, so that he can be more compatible with this thing at that time.

"Goo!"

But just as he was making a movement, in the shadows under his feet, there was a low cry suddenly.

And a pair of tubular pupils emerged, staring fixedly at the Dementor Clock in his hand.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo's pupils shrank, and his expression changed drastically.

In a blink of an eye, he stretched out his right hand, and the map of suppressing demons in his palm emerged, and a large amount of devil soul energy gushed out of it to wrap his palm, and then he grabbed it towards the mouth of the soul-destroying clock.Not only that, but a powerful suction force erupted from his palm.

Under his grasp, a pink light suddenly shot out from the mouth of the bell, and was about to go towards the gate of Dongfang Mo's cave.

Dongfang Mo had already expected this. With a shake of his arm, the suction power in his palm more than doubled, and he sucked the pink light in with one stroke, grabbed it between his five fingers, and used the magic soul The air wraps it up.

When he saw the pink light in front of him clearly, there was a real murderous intent in his eyes without concealing it.

What he saw in his palm was a slender and slightly illusory villain, this villain was Qing Mulan's soul.

Now Qing Mulan is rushing left and right, wanting to break free from the imprisonment of the demon soul energy, but her struggle is doomed to be futile.

Seeing that she couldn't escape, Qing Mulan simply gave up, and looked at Dongfang Mo with a touching smile.

"Why, Senior Sister Qing isn't running away yet?" Dongfang Mo forcibly suppressed the urge to crush Qing Mulan, looked at her and sneered.

At that time, he thought that the girl had been swallowed by the spirit insects, but he didn't expect that there was still a soul left, hidden in the soul-destroying clock.In the past year, because he was concentrating on recuperating from his injuries, he put the dementor clock in the storage bag, so he didn't find it.

And if the shadow hadn't been alert just now, he swallowed the soul-destroying bell into his stomach, and I'm afraid there will be another soul battle with Xie Sha.

"Hehehe, senior sister is recognized as falling into your hands, but junior brother, don't be complacent, this is just a sliver of senior sister's soul, even if you destroy me, it will have no effect on my real deity."

Aoki Lanjiao laughed.

"yes!"

Dongfang Mo looked noncommittal, showing no joy, anger, sorrow or joy.

After the words fell, he suddenly turned around and looked at Gu Ya who was a little surprised.

"Is there any way for you to kill the deity directly by dividing the soul?"

　To be continued, another chapter will be in the early morning, everyone will read it tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)