Taoist students

Chapter 67 Alien
But I really can't figure out where the problem is.

"Very good, I didn't expect you to push me to this point, then it should be over."

Wu Bicha's tone was unusually cold. Immediately after, he lifted his injured arm and glanced at it. Under Dongfang Mo's horrified gaze, he saw the wound granulation on his arm wriggling and slowly healing automatically. The blood also got into the body again through the skin.

As Wubicha's tiger body shook, a wave of air rose around him, and his hunchbacked body instantly stood tall.

The next moment, the brilliance of the red robe flowed, and the color turned into a bright red blood, and even a trace of fishy smell was rippling, and its already pale skin was even paler.

With the change, the aura of the whole body suddenly swayed, and the cultivation level rose sharply in an instant. In Dongfang Mo's view, it was probably infinitely close to the ninth level.

Wubicha shook the dendrobium in his hand, and the dark red smoke that had spread around rolled towards the long mouth of the dendrobium. After a few breaths, all of it got into it, and at the same time, he turned his hand and put the dendrobium away.

This change may seem cumbersome, but it was completed in an instant.

At the same time, the corner of Wu Bicha's mouth raised, his hands quickly formed seals, and he pointed at Dongfang Mo.

When Dongfang Mo saw Wu Bicha, whose cultivation base had soared, his expression became extremely ugly.

At the same time, he suddenly felt a strong pressure on the top of his head, and when he looked up, it turned out to be a big bloody seal condensed out.The lines on the big seal are clear, engraved with patterns of various beasts, exuding a huge coercion, and it was suppressed in an instant.

The whistling wind made people's ears bored, and the oppression around him made him a little out of breath. He wanted to get out and retreat, but found that the air around him became a little sticky.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo gritted his teeth, and moved his fingers quickly. Just when the big seal was less than a foot away from the top of his head, his five fingers suddenly pinched.

Its whole body was suddenly covered with a layer of hard vine armor, and in the next moment it was wrapped into a vine cocoon. Wisps of black light flowed on the vine cocoon, emitting a heavy breath.

"boom!"

The big seal instantly hit the rattan cocoon, and the boat under its feet was severely pressed down by several feet, splashing a large amount of water.

When the water splashed down, he found that although the vine cocoon was broken, it was still standing in place, and the bloody seal turned into aura and disappeared.

In the past, it would have been extremely difficult for Dongfang Mo to deal with this majestic blood mark, but now the Huateng Armor has been cultivated to the level of great success, so he can take it over.

However, when the rattan armor dissipated and his figure was revealed, his face turned pale. Obviously, the big seal also made him a little bit unbearable.

When he regained his senses and looked into the distance again, he suddenly found that Wu Bicha's figure had disappeared.

"not good!"

Dongfang Mo seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly raised his head, and really found a blood-colored figure standing in the air, it was Wu Bicha.

At this time, Wu Bicha waved his bloody arm, and the wide cuffs were instantly covered, almost turning into a bloody curtain.While seeing this bloody scene, Dongfang Mo suddenly felt as if he was facing a sea of ​​blood. At the same time, he felt a nauseating chest tightness and felt dizzy for a while.

At the critical moment, he bit the tip of his tongue and woke up, but Ubicha took this opportunity to get close to him. A pair of slender and pale palms protruded from the cuffs, and his nails were as black as ink and glowed coldly, pointing at him. Take out the chest.

Dongfang Mo was startled, and a green shield appeared hastily, blocking his chest.

"Crack!"

That arm was like a rigid iron tongs, piercing the shield instantly.

However, Dongfang Mo's figure had already retreated, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of wooden thorns made the sound of piercing through the air, and they went straight to Wu Bicha's face.

Wu Bicha let out a cold snort, but he didn't dare to underestimate this great wood stabbing technique. He waved his bloody arm again, and his wide cuff blocked his face.

The wooden thorn hit its cuff, like ice and snow being melted by the scorching sun, without even causing the slightest fluctuation.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo couldn't guess that the blood robe was at least a mid-level magic weapon.

When all the wooden thorns fell into the sea like mud cows, Wubicha gently lowered his arms, and then his eyes became cold, and he was about to resort to some means.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that his feet were bound by something, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a few black vines.

At first he was a little disdainful, but he struggled hard, but Wubicha's face changed slightly in the next moment. Unexpectedly, the vine was extremely strong, and he didn't break free for a while.

What surprised him even more was that in the next breath, the vines grew wildly, and in a blink of an eye they had wrapped around his waist, and at the same time shrank suddenly, starting to tighten.

Wu Bicha's face showed a hint of shock, and the mana in his body swelled, and his body shook suddenly.

"Crack!"

He finally broke several vines, but before he could rejoice, he was shocked to find that dozens of vines spread out around him again, and before he could break free completely, they entangled him. The package was wrapped around several times.

In the distance, Dongfang Mo's hands kept making tactic, and the mana in his body was drained rapidly due to the intense consumption.

In just three or five breaths, the vines had tightly wrapped Wubicha's body up and down, and only one head was exposed.

"solid!"

Dongfang Mo let out a low shout.After the words fell, I saw a burst of black light on the surface of the vine, and at the same time it seemed to be solidified. Originally, Ubicha could continue to struggle, but at this time, with the spell falling from Dongfang Mo's mouth, his body seemed to be poured by molten iron. Solid, unshakable.

This is the shackle technique that Dongfang Mo practiced hard for a year and reached the realm of Xiaocheng.

Seeing this, his face was overjoyed, and at the same time he pulled out the mahogany sword. The mahogany sword was stained with a little dark red smoke because of the blow from the bottom of the water. At this time, the spirituality was damaged to a certain extent, but it didn't seem to be serious.

At this time, the mana in Dongfang Mo's body poured out like a tide, poured into the wooden sword in his hand, and slashed down on Wu Bicha's hostile face in the distance.

"Yan!"

There was only a brisk sword cry, and then a nearly ten-foot-long black sword light fell instantly, cutting towards Wu Bicha's head with a trace of phantom.

Jian Guang said whether it was fast or not, but he was extremely fierce. In the blink of an eye, he was already less than a foot away from Wu Bicha, and he was about to land between his eyebrows and kill him.

At this time, Wu Bicha shouted loudly, and saw blood-colored flames emerging from the gaps in the vines wrapping his body. The flames did not know what it was, and burned all the vines into flying flames in a blink of an eye. Ash.

Dongfang Mo's face turned pale with shock, he didn't expect that even the Xiaocheng's Dry Prison Technique couldn't trap him, so seeing this he slashed all the more.

At the critical moment, Wu Bicha's neck twisted to an unbelievable degree, barely avoiding the sword light, but the black sword light fell firmly on his shoulder.

"Oh!"

I saw Wubicha's blood robe lit up with a dazzling red light, and the sword glow struck above the red light, and his figure was suddenly thrown away, hitting the distant stone wall heavily, and then fell into the pile of withered bones.

At this time, Dongfang Mo was holding the sword in one hand, panting, and almost [-]% of his mana was exhausted.

But when Wu Bicha stood up again in the distance, his face turned ashen.

At this time, Wubicha's neck was split open with a shocking wound, and the broken blood vessels could even be seen, blood gushing out, the sword almost cut off his head.

But when he saw that the blood on his wound turned out to be dark red, and there was a trace of black glow in the dark red, Dongfang Mo's expression changed.

"You are alien!"

No wonder he felt something was wrong before, in this dim environment, coupled with his high concentration, he didn't notice these details, otherwise he would have discovered something wrong with the blood on Wu Bicha's arm.

Wu Bicha looked at Dongfang Mo with eyes full of evil spirits. Under his horrified gaze, the wound granulation on his neck wriggled rapidly and healed in an instant. At the same time, the flowing blood soaked into the skin again.

At this time, his aura was obviously weaker than before, and such a serious injury was not trivial to him.

"Even if you know, what's the use of it?"

Wu Bicha showed a look of ferocity, twisted his neck at this time, made a crackling sound, and finally stretched out his long and thin tongue to lick his cheek, and sucked a drop of blood into his mouth.

After the words fell, his body turned into a stream of dark red blood, emitting a dazzling blood light. The blood light shot up into the sky in an instant, and shot towards Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo's eyes were cloudy and cloudy, his figure flickered and disappeared suddenly, and he was already several feet away when he appeared.

At the same time, he stomped his feet, and green wood buds drilled into the surrounding walls. The wood buds grew wildly, like long swaying snakes, and wooden thorns grew out of them.Dongfang Mo suddenly pulled out the few magical powers in his body, swiped his hands, and then shot nearly two thousand wooden thorns from all directions, stabbing Wu Bicha who turned into blood.

"Huh!"

But at this moment, a burst of high temperature suddenly emanated from the bloody light, and a raging bloody flame was ignited, and the wooden thorn melted like ice and snow when it hit the flame.

"Hmph, this trick is useless to me!"

Wu Bicha's disdainful voice came from the blood light.

As soon as his words fell, Dongfang Mo suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and his hairs stood up one by one.

Turning around suddenly, a blood-colored long needle appeared silently behind him, piercing through it in the blink of an eye.

The mana in Dongfang Mo's body was agitated, and a green shield appeared, trying to block it, but the long needle pierced the shield without knowing it was a treasure, and it couldn't even block its trajectory. its chest.

"Ding!"

At the critical moment, a tortoise shell emerged, barely blocking it, no matter how sharp the long needle was, it couldn't pierce through the tortoise shell.

"A high-level magic weapon!"

At this time, there was a sudden whisper from the distant blood light.

This tortoise shell is exactly what was left behind by the girl in red named Ling'er.

Before Dongfang Mo could show his joy, he felt a faint fishy smell coming from the tip of his nose. Turning around to look, he didn't know when the whole body was enveloped in a dark red mist.

While inhaling the smoke, I felt that the mana in my body seemed to be a little sluggish, and there was a trace of corrosive power coming, and I had to use magic arts to resist it.

Seeing this, he began to hesitate in his heart. With his near-perfect wood escape technique, no matter how high Wu Bicha's cultivation was, he could escape with [-]% certainty. I can't keep it.

Just when he was in a dilemma, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and then showed a strange expression.

So he stretched out his hand to grab a spirit animal bag at his waist, and took out a skeleton with a faint green light in a blink of an eye.

"Bone tooth, old man, use your flame to burn this kid to ashes!" He said immediately.

Gu Ya was held in Dongfang Mo's hand, and seeing the smoke surrounding it, he could feel a sharp blood light approaching, knowing that this idiot might be in big trouble.

"None of my business!"

In his heart, he wished Dongfang Mo would die, so why would he help him.

"Senior Brother Wu, this skull is a big devil who escaped from the seat of Dharma King Jinglian. He is proficient in Shuogu and knows everything. After I die, you must treat him well."

Dongfang Mo shouted at the approaching blood light in the distance.

"Dongfang Mo, you're going to die, how can Grandpa Gu's secrets be revealed casually." Gu Ya opened his mouth to curse.

"Now there are two people who know your secret, you see whose hands you are willing to fall into."

Dongfang Mo felt the mana in his body becoming more and more empty, and the nauseating aura around him became more and more intense. If the old boy Gu Ya refused to make a move, he would run towards the exit.

"I'm not done with you after this matter is over."

Bone Tooth let out a strange cry.

"Hoohoo!"

Then he opened his mouth and spit out a green flame.

The next moment, when the green flame rolled past, Dongfang Mo's eyes widened fiercely, and he saw a scene he would never forget.

(End of this chapter)