The man's eyes were closed, his empty mouth opened, his face full of ferocious pain. And from his mouth, wisps of black wind kept blowing out.

These black winds didn't know what they were, and directly passed through the vine ball where Dongfang Mo and the others were, then sank into the soil layer above their heads, and continued to blow upwards, finally rushing out of the ground and floating in the desert above their heads.

"Um?"

Dongfang Mo frowned, not knowing what this thing was.

However, he could clearly feel that as the black wind blows in the mouth of the human face, the mark of this human face gradually fades, and it seems that it will eventually disappear, which makes him feel a little relieved. He was afraid that this thing would torture him for hundreds of years, just like the life and death curse of that year.

At this moment, after Dongfang Mo's nose wings slightly, his face suddenly changed.

"not good!"

He smelled a strong bloody aura from the drifting black wind.

In just this moment, he finally understood what the strange voice owner said, "I would like to give him some gifts."

In order to confirm his guess, Dongfang Mo waved his hand and stimulated a layer of green energy, trying to cover the black wind.

But at this time he discovered the strange black wind, easily penetrated the Qi and continued to blow towards his head.

Then he bounced his fingers and a yellow flame burned the black wind. But under the burning of the yellow flame, there was no sign of this thing being evaporated.

Next, he tried several methods, but each method could not seal or destroy the black wind.

Even he sacrificed mutant spirit insects and let them devour the black winds. These black winds seemed to be invisible, and all magical powers could not eliminate this thing.

At this point, Dongfang Mo finally had an extremely blue face.

If he expected it was right, the effect of this blood evil aura would attract many bat demon monks. Now, in the crack of the bat demon, this blood evil aura would expose his whereabouts. What this means will be self-evident.

For the next period of time, perhaps he will have a life-and-death escape until the mark on his chest completely dissipates.

"Elder Dongfang, that was just now..."

Just when Dongfang Mo's face was extremely embarrassed, Duanmu Qing, who was beside him, looked at him and asked.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Mo came back to his senses and said bluntly: "Someone secretly used a spell on me before."

Although it was expected, Duanmu Qing was still extremely surprised when he heard Dongfang Mo's words.

Dongfang Mo's appearance just now was extremely strange. Even now, the situation was not so optimistic. She also felt the black wind blowing from Dongfang Mo's body, full of blood evil aura, and I wonder what was happening on Dongfang Mo.

Just when the girl was shocked and suspicious, Dongfang Mo said again, "Now the spell on my body has not been completely eliminated, and this kind of blood evil aura will always float out of my body. If this continues, it will inevitably attract the bat demon cultivator. If Elder Duanmu does not want to be implicated, leave now, I will find a way for myself."

Hearing his words, Duanmu Qing finally understood why Dongfang Mo had been using various means before, trying to suppress the black wind blowing from his body.

At this time, the woman's eyes condensed, and then she said, "Let me try it!"

"you?"

Dongfang Mo looked at the woman strangely. He didn't expect that under such circumstances, the woman did not leave immediately. Instead, he thought about whether he could relieve the troubles on him. Thinking of this, his favoritism for this woman could not help but increase a little.

"good!"

I saw him nodding. Now let’s take care of the dead horse. This woman did not succeed and did not suffer any losses to him. If she succeeded, it would be a surprise.

Next, Duanmu Qing used several methods in succession, and there was even a very clever Wood Spirit Tribe secret technique, trying to suppress the black wind blowing from the face of the man in Dongfang Mo's chest.

But half an hour passed, just like Dongfang Mo imagined, every method this woman used was not successful.

So he shook his head, "Elder Duanmu should leave as soon as possible, I will have a smaller goal alone."

"this……"

Duanmuqing was a little hesitant.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo continued, "Don't worry, I promised Elder Duanmu that I will naturally not break my promise. When I leave the crack of the Bat Demon Man and return to the sect, I will just mention whatever Elder Duanmu wants. I will provide you with all the elixirs you need to break through to the realm of Return."

After receiving Dongfang Mo's reply, Duanmu Qing nodded and thought to himself that Dongfang Mo was indeed a trustworthy person.

And at this moment, the two of them discovered through their spiritual sense that there were already bat demon monks rushing towards this place over the desert above their heads.

The ones with low cultivation level of the Bat Demon Cultivation Realm are at the Dan Condensation Realm, while those with high cultivation level have reached the Infant Transformation Realm, with four or five people. They happened to pass over the desert and smelled the blood evil aura that shocked their minds and was difficult to attract.

I believe that as time goes by, more bat demon monks will come to this place. At that time, high-level monks will inevitably appear, and even the bat demon monks in the Return Realm will be alarmed.

After seeing this scene, Duanmu Qing finally stopped hesitating, and the woman stood up suddenly.

What Dongfang Mo said is reasonable, but the two of them have a bigger goal, and she has not yet reached the level of life and death with Dongfang Mo.

At this time, I heard the woman say, "Since that's the case, I'll take a step first."

"Okay, after you leave this place, it's still easy for me to find it. Elder Duanmu can come to me."

"One word is certain." Duanmu Qing nodded.

After the words were finished, the woman moved and disappeared directly into the vine ball about the size of a tiny twilight.

After watching the woman leave, Dongfang Mo withdrew his gaze, then flipped his hand and took out a gloomy skull from the demon-suppressing map in his palm.

Now you may ask Jiya if there is a way to block this strange aura, otherwise in the crack of the Bat Demon, he would be like a moving living target, and he would be chased by the Bat Demon monk wherever he went.

Then he briefly told Jiya that the Zhongyuan Side and asked if this old Guru had a way to suppress the strange black wind on his body.

In just half a quarter of an hour, Dongfang Mo's figure soared into the sky. At this time, his face was extremely gloomy, because there was no way for bones and teeth to do anything.

The moment he rushed out of the desert, he saw dozens of bat demon monks here, and immediately surrounded him. Some people had already dived into the desert, obviously smelling the aura, trying to find the source according to the smell.

At this time, Dongfang Mo swung his sleeves, and a low "buzzing" insect sounded. More than a thousand mutant spirit insects divided into dozens of strands and headed towards these bat demon monks. Then there was a sound of eating and eating that made people's scalp numb, and dozens of shrill screams.

These bat demon cultivators with the highest cultivation level are naturally impossible to be the opponent of this group of mutated spirit insects.

During this process, Dongfang Mo stood there with his hands behind his back, watching the bat demon monks being swallowed up completely without any emotion.

At this time, he pulled open his chest and within a moment, many spiritual insects vibrated their wings and turned into a cloud of insects, suspended above his head.

At this time, Dongfang Mo opened the collar of his chest and looked at the rune on the face. If this object completely dissipated, it would probably take at least about a month. In this month, he might run away with his head in his arms.

What is attracting the low-level bat demon monks now, but you don’t have to think about it, as time goes by, there will be high-level bat demons chasing them by following the taste.

...

Just as Dongfang Mo was worried about the runes on his face, he was outside the crack of the bat demon.

You can see that the bat demon cracks that are dozens of miles long have long been occupied by dense bat demons. And with the bat demon cracks as the center, countless bat demon monks continue to spread to the distance, one of which extends hundreds of miles before stopping.

It is just because in this void hundreds of miles away, countless bat demon cultivators are fighting fiercely with the people of the Qingling Dao Sect.

The two sides have been fighting for several months. Although the number of people in the Qingling Dao Sect is even smaller and the number of bat demon cultivators is more. However, most of the Qingling Dao Sect are high-level monks, and compared with the same-level monks of the Bat Demon, they rely on their advantages such as martial arts and magic weapons, and their strength is much higher than that of the same-level bat demons, so they fight less and are not at a disadvantage.

But from the crack of the bat demon, there were continuous streams of bat demons gushing out like locusts. Judging from their posture, all the bat demons in the crack were moved this time. If that were the case, the Qingling Dao Sect would inevitably be seriously threatened.

On this day, in the core area of ​​the bat demon crack, three balls of blood as strong as flames shot from three directions.

All three blood lights were extremely hot, and there was a figure in them.

After a closer look, there were two burly men among the two blood lights. In the middle, there was a petite bat demon woman.

In front of the three people, there was a thin man about forty years old. There was a rune in the shape of a leaf on the forehead, which was the sheep elder of the Wood Spirit Clan.

Elder Yang's face is quite ugly now, and he also looks at the three people behind him who are chasing him from time to time, his eyes full of anger.

The Bat Demon is a branch of the Blood Bat Clan, and can be regarded as a group. There are at least five or even more semi-ancestral cultivators in the cracks of the Bat Demon Clan, and they are also very clear about this.

This time he was chasing the Devouring Soul, and originally thought it would be a sure thing, but in the end he fell into a trap. These bat demons and half-ancestor cultivators had long expected that the Qingling Dao Sect might attack the bat demons in the half-ancestor, so the bat demons and half-ancestors set up a net of heaven and earth in the cracks.

Fortunately, he was cautious this time, otherwise he would have almost fallen into the trap set by the Bat Demon. But even so, he is now being chased by three Bat Demon monks, and the situation is not optimistic.

"call out!"

Just as the person was galloping forward and thinking about countermeasures in his heart, he heard only a sound of breaking through the air.

In front of him, a fourth blood light suddenly appeared. Among the blood light was the fourth half-ancestral cultivator of the Bat Demon.

"Damn it!"

At this time, Elder Yang's face changed drastically, and even cursed inwardly.
Chapter completed!