However, the color of the spiritual energy of the random control is different from that of the Demonic Sect Master Xiao Xuefeng. The spiritual energy of the Demonic Sect Master Xiao Xuefeng is black, black like ink. The black color does not give people a feeling of discomfort, but in the chaotic air in front of him, the spiritual energy emitted from his body actually has a trace of blood-red color.

As a person who has deduced the magical skills, Dongfang Mo immediately understood that the magical nature of this scattered magical skills was not destroyed by him. He was attracted by this boundless combat power. Now, even if he continues to practice, it will be a matter of time before he becomes a demon.

Dongfang Mo sneered: "Do you think your magic skills are very powerful? In my eyes, you are just using your own body and your backlash to exchange for this temporary combat power. Have you really never thought that if you have such combat power for no reason, can you bear the backlash?"

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense. Since I have practiced, I am not afraid. Isn't it just a backlash? As long as I have such combat power, I can stand it." In fact, Luankong is also a very persistent person. He resolutely chose this, but he couldn't stop this temptation.

Luankong was too lazy to talk nonsense to Dongfang Mo. He seemed to pour all his spiritual energy into his palm, and a huge black axe appeared in his palm. This axe seemed to have become a part of Luankong, and it also had such endless demonic nature.

Dongfang Mo also activated the magic technique he had learned, but for Dongfang Mo, this was just a technique that used his spiritual sense to attack.

Suddenly, Dongfang Mo held his hands and the black stick appeared in his palm. The black stick turned out to be that kind of extremely strange spiritual energy.

When this feeling was felt by Luankong, Luankong was a little shocked because he was too familiar with this feeling. It was the feeling he had just come into contact with the magical martial arts. This feeling was like summoning himself. The magical martial arts in his body seemed to worship the strange spiritual energy in front of him.

"Why is this happening?" Luankong couldn't figure out anything. "Are you?" Luankong's mind was not very flexible. He thought Mo Jian was also a practitioner of magical martial arts.

Mo Jian didn't want to care what he was thinking. He flew with a black stick and did not carry any technique. He just simply used the strange spiritual energy of the magical technique and directly hit the slash that Luankong had already successfully brewed.

"Boom" a sound of the sky falling and the earth breaking, the sound of this weapon slamming together fiercely

Such a collision made this void unable to bear it, and it shattered one after another. The huge reaction force also bounced the two people out at the same time.

Although this place is a relatively open terrain, it is not that big distance to allow these two people to bounce out like this.

Therefore, Dongfang Mo quickly reversed his body. Although this power could not be removed, Dongfang Mo cleverly turned it into a spiral force. Dongfang Mo's body was constantly circling around this space, and the degree gradually slowed down.

However, Luankong was not so relaxed. Although he tried not to leave here as much as possible, when he landed on the ground, he was already in a mess because he had already gone out. Fortunately, there were not many cracks in the space in that place, and there were fewer movements, so he saved his life. However, his body was scratched many times, and he fell to the ground and knelt on his knees. It was not that this impact had a great impact on him, but that his spiritual consciousness seemed to be bound by something.

"Lunkong, can you think of the first few words when you were practicing the magical martial arts?" Dongfang Mo said coldly to Lukong.

At this moment, Luankong had no combat power. He never knew how his spiritual sense could be bound like this.

At this moment, Junzi Jian also broke the part of the restriction that trapped him, and stood lightly in front of Mo Jian: "Mo Jian, you really have a few tricks to change my restriction array."

"Haha, just this forbidden formation, you still want to catch me." Mo Jian said coldly to Junzi Jian, regardless of the chaos on the ground.

The gentleman sword seemed to realize that it was unusual: "Canyun, what's going on?"

"Gentleman Sword, this ink sword seems to be a practice of the magical arts, but it is slightly different from ours. My spiritual consciousness seems to be bound by something. You must be careful." The reason why these three people who practice the magical arts can get together is not because they have a friendship, but because they have a common enemy. Therefore, their concern is also because of their own interests.

How could the gentleman sword not understand? It just didn't say it directly: "How are you doing in chaos?"

Luankong pursed his lips tightly and shook his head.

"He, he is about to endure a huge backlash. Your friendship is so deep, do you want to accompany him?" Mo Jian glanced at the scattered sky coldly and said to Junzi Jian.

"I, Junzi Jian, really don't believe in this evil. My forbidden technique is so irresistible. I can't kill you." Junzi Jian said to Mo Jian fiercely.

No matter what the ban technique of Mo Jian is like, just now, Junzi Sword himself has broken the ban of Mo Jian. That is to say, Mo Jian's ban technique is just a few methods, and he has a chance of the ban technique of Junzi Sword.

The idea of ​​the gentleman sword and Luankong is the same, because once a person who practices the magical martial arts cannot control his own, he will be invincible.

Dongfang Mo could also see that although these two people had a strong spiritual sense and could withstand the magical skills, their minds could not.

Dongfang Mo was too lazy to let the gentleman sword shivered again, and the black stick flew. It also had the strange spiritual energy of the magical martial arts, which directly enveloped the gentleman sword.

This time, I didn't have the same movement as last time, but when Luankong saw this scene, his heart was cold.

Because the gentleman sword looks like him, he is the same as himself, and he is kneeling on the ground, and it is difficult to move for a while.

With a few footsteps, a pair of feet appeared in the sight of the two people, but the breath it gave people was not Mo Jian. The two people reluctantly looked up. What they saw was Dongfang Mo's calm face: "Ask you again, when you got the magical martial arts, did you regard the first sentence of the martial arts as the wind in your ears?"

The two of them looked at each other and practiced this set of skills. They naturally remembered every word, but they didn't take this sentence seriously.

"After this technique, be reborn once. Remember not to be greedy, condense your body, and return to your original level is the long-term solution for your cultivation." Dongfang Mo said this silently.

"You know the magical martial arts."

"Is your uncle Mo Jian a magical technique you practice?"

The two of them really couldn't calm down. If they hadn't come into contact with the real magical technique, Dongfang Mo would not have said what he said just now.

"Oh" Dongfang Mo sighed slightly, and a lot passed in his heart. Perhaps it was really like the words of Xiao Xuefeng, the leader of the Demon Taoism, few people can truly practice the Demon Taoism skills

"It's okay to tell you now. My uncle Mo Jian is not a practitioner of the magical arts, nor am I. However, I have once helped Master Xiao, who helped the magical arts to deduce this technique, and naturally understand the essence of the magical arts. As soon as you take action, I know that your greedy nature has not been eliminated by obtaining the magical arts. Therefore, "Although Dongfang Mo said it very calmly, although the last few words were not spoken, the murderous intent in his eyes was rolling in a turbulent way.

"No, Dongfang Mo, oh, no, Dongfang Master, no, it's not right, Lord Dongfang, you don't remember the villain's faults, just lift my spiritual bondage. I will never go against you anymore. You can do whatever you want me to do." Luankong said without any limit at this moment.

But this gentleman sword frowned coldly because he knew in his heart that Dongfang Mo was definitely not the kind of kind-hearted person. At that time, if Dongfang Mo could accept such begging for mercy on the ring, he would not have fallen to this point. Therefore, Dongfang Mo was definitely not a good person.

I thought I could take revenge this time, but things went against my wishes and I still couldn't kill Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo shook his head coldly: "Sometimes, when you choose, you must be responsible for your choices to the end."

Having said that, Dongfang Mo had already raised the black stick high in his hand. Junzi Jian just stared at Dongfang Mo with an expressionless face and spit out a few words: "I can't take revenge in this life, and I will take revenge in the next life." He was extremely resentful.

Dongfang Mo would not be scared by the words of the dying person, but said lightly: "I'm waiting."

Luankong couldn't accept it anymore, and he had knots in his mouth and was incoherent: "Are you the one who killed someone like this? You are also a deducer of the demonic path. When we practice the demonic path, we can be considered as a fellow disciple. Don't kill me." If Luankong had such obsession, he could not practice the demonic path. He had waited in the demonic path for many years before he practiced the demonic path.

"Same sect." Dongfang Mo said contemptuously, "No matter my sect or the Demonic Dao, you will not tolerate a greedy person like you. If you regard yourself as a person in the Demonic Dao Sect, now, I will tell you that I, Dongfang Mo, will clean up the portal for Xiao Xuefeng, the leader of the Demonic Dao Sect."
Chapter completed!