Taoist students

Chapter 531
Just as Dongfang Mo was fleeing all the way, somewhere in the center of Pengdao, there was a dark, bottomless hole with a radius of thousands of feet.

At the edge of the cave, there are monks standing alone or in groups of three or four.

Among these people, those with a low cultivation level are only at the Foundation Establishment stage, while those with a high cultivation level are at the Infant Transformation Stage.

Because the entrance of the cave is too big, even if there are hundreds of people here, when they are located in all directions of the entrance of the cave, it will not appear crowded at all.

From the huge hole in Heiququ, everyone could hear a whistling sound like a magic sound.If you are immersed in the sound of the wind, over time, you will feel dizzy and oppressed.

If you look carefully, you can still see with the naked eye that there are black wind blades passing through the hole, tearing apart space gaps.

And the big black hole in front of everyone is the famous bottomless pit in Pengdao.

There are many people here now, all because of the foreign objects that are blown out from time to time by the strong wind in the cave entrance.

Among these foreign objects, the most common ones are broken wood and rubble.There are also some utensils, even magic tools and so on.

The former will naturally not have any interest.If the latter swept out from the entrance of the cave, the surrounding monks would definitely fight and fight openly and secretly.

It's because among these things, there may be some high-level exercises, and even treasures that make the hearts of monks in the Nascent Transformation Realm thump.

Of course, the big ones are naturally occupied by those cultivators in the Infant Realm.People with lower cultivation bases can only try to pick up leaks, or fish in troubled waters.

Many monks outside the entrance of the cave waited, but what they didn't know was that, deep into the bottomless cave, there was a city that was howling with strong winds, shrouded in black mist, and empty of people.

The city is so wide that you can't see the edge.There are majestic and majestic buildings such as streets, attics, caves, and even pagodas in the city.

However, the strong wind in the city was raging, and many tiles, wooden beams, and even utensils in the attic were swept up into the air, and then went to the sky above the head, and were blown out of the bottomless pit.

Therefore, the eaves and walls of the city are broken and dilapidated.

Now in the center of the city, there is an altar with a radius of one hundred feet, built up layer by layer.

The whole body of the altar is made of an unknown stone, about tens of feet high.The first impression it gives people is that it is simple and vicissitudes of life, and it looks like something that has been around for a long time.

At this time, at the top of the altar, there was a platform about two feet in size.In the middle of the platform, a skinny figure seemed to be squatting and standing.

Because of the strong wind and black mist, the face of the skinny figure could not be seen clearly.It can only be deduced from the vague outline that this person should be an old man.

But if someone gets close, they will find that the strong wind and black fog around them are all formed by the breath of this skinny figure.

What's even more weird is that the lower body of this skinny figure below the waist turned out to be a tree trunk growing on the altar.

The trunk is extremely dry, with dead bark all over the surface.The roots of the trees at the lower end are like vigorous dragons, taking root ferociously in the stones that make up the altar.

This skinny figure seemed to grow on the altar by nature, and it seemed to be trapped here by a man-made spell.All in all, it looks kind of creepy and weird.

"Shh!"

In the groggy darkness, a pair of muddy eyes opened instantly.

"His!"

The two sharp eyes, like two sharp swords coming out of the body, easily tore open two cracks in the void in front of him that hadn't healed for a long time.

This pair of muddy but ice-cold eyes looked up at the sky, as if he could see through nothingness, and his eyes fell directly on a young Xiaodao who kept running away on Pengdao Island.

"Why do you have to leave when you come... come back... come back..."

An old, hoarse, weird sound like metal rubbing echoed in the entire dead city with the strong wind.

……

At this time, Dongfang Mo was galloping all the way, and he looked back from time to time, and found that several days had passed, and the white-clothed man among the two evil spirits was still chasing him relentlessly.

But although his expression was tense, he didn't panic.In his opinion, he should be able to escape from Peng Island in a few days.At that time, he would use the Great Teleportation Talisman to completely throw this person away.

"Why do you have to leave when you come... come back... come back..."

Just when he had made a plan in his heart, a strange old voice sounded out of nowhere in his mind.

The moment he heard the voice, Dongfang Mo's eyes were filled with astonishment, and then he turned around slowly, looking into the depths of Pengdao.

His sight seemed to be able to pass through an infinite distance, and he saw a huge bottomless pit in the center of Pengdao, and this sound came from the bottomless pit.

And he could clearly feel that there was something in the bottomless pit that was deeply attracting him.

The old voice calling him gave him a kind of kindness, which made him slow down unknowingly, subconsciously wanting to turn back towards the depths of Peng Island.

"Goo!"

Just as his footsteps slowed down, a deep cry suddenly came from the shadows under his feet.

In just this moment, Dongfang Mofan suddenly came to his senses.

"Wow!"

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood, which immediately vaporized when it fell on the grass, turning into a small black mist.

At this moment, he felt a tightness in his chest, his consciousness was a little dizzy, and there was an unspeakable depression in his heart.

At the moment of waking up, he thought of the old voice just now, and he suddenly felt that this voice not only did not make him feel friendly, but instead made him feel disgusted and ferocious from the bottom of his heart.

For some reason, a bloodthirsty hostility, almost irrepressible at this moment, was about to erupt from his body.

"Hey hey hey..."

When Dongfang Mo came to his senses, the skinny figure whose lower body was a tree trunk in the bottomless pit let out a laugh like a wandering ghost, and then heard him say hoarsely:
"Come on... come on... I want to use your blood... to loosen the shackles on me..."

Hearing this sound again, Dongfang Mo's eyes were bloodshot, he clenched his teeth tightly, the veins on his neck popped out, and his face gleamed fiercely.

"roll!"

He paused, stopped suddenly, and let out a roar, as if responding to the voice in his mind.

After the roar fell, the hostility in his body could no longer be suppressed, blood flowed all over his body, and boiled instantly.

Immediately afterwards, with a buzzing sound, the blue spiritual roots in his body instantly turned black.

"call!"

A tornado formed by spiritual energy blew up around him, and all the spiritual energy rushed in and poured into his body.His aura rose sharply, and a coercion descended in an instant, and his aura became more than three times stronger in an instant.

"Kakkaka!"

At this moment, a Zhangxu-sized palm condensed by mana suddenly grabbed him from behind, as if it wanted to pinch him in the palm.

Dongfang Mo turned around abruptly, and saw that the man in white had come tens of meters away from him, and even stretched out his hand to make a false grab on him.

　To be continued

　　
　
(End of this chapter)