After Duanmu Chongtianzai observed carefully, although he was a little confused in his heart, he was still a little more stable, because no matter what kind of cultivation this person had, he did not feel the pressure from the huge difference in cultivation. When the cultivation level was different to a certain level, even if the other party did not release his own pressure, the people under his cultivation level would feel an inexplicable sense of oppression. This was in his heart, and it was impossible to hide it.

But Duanmu Chongtian didn't feel it at all. Moreover, if this person's cultivation level is high enough, his prohibition will be broken, and he doesn't have to stand in the flames like this. Therefore, the conclusion he came to was that this person might cleverly hide his cultivation level, or he would have some treasure on his body to hide his cultivation level, or this treasure could help him resist the blue Dantian fire.

"Hmph, who are you? How dare you be so arrogant." In just a moment, Duanmu Chongtian regained his previous momentum. He calmed down and continued to use the spiritual jade in his hand to activate his forbidden formation.

Dongfang Mo smiled slightly: "Since you want to know so much, I will tell you that I am the unintentional uncle, and my name is Mo Jian. If you don't withdraw this broken formation yourself, are you really going to wait for me to have trouble?" When he said the last sentence, his momentum suddenly increased. Dongfang Mo just wanted to scare Duanmu Chongtian and scare him away. If he couldn't scare him away, Dongfang Mo wouldn't be afraid.

Dongfang Mo's words further strengthened Duanmu Chongtian's guess, because this sentence was obviously just to scare him.

Duanmu Chongtian smiled slightly: "Why have we never heard of Mo Jian Wuxin's uncle?" Wuxin is just an unknown junior who came from somewhere. There is actually a master uncle. So he wants to see what his master has.

Dongfang Mo looked at Duanmu Chongtian and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It seems that Duanmu Chongtian is worthy of being the patriarch of the Duanmu family. It is impossible to scare him away.

So, Dongfang Mo continued to smile confidently: "It seems that if you don't give you a little bit of pain, you don't know how powerful our sect is."

When Dongfang Mo said this, the four spirit beads in Lianmi Palace almost vomited blood. He was the commander who was alone. He dared to say that all the people in his sect were played by him. Is it good if he played them himself?

"Master, you are talking less and less difficult. You are still in the sect. Do you dare to say a little bigger?" Wu Ma Lingzhu, who has never spoken much, suddenly spoke to Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo wishes everyone could give them a moment, this is definitely a drag on him.

"Master, I am different from them. I support you. As long as you don't need too many people in our sect, we can make up the numbers." Before the Maotu Lingzhu could finish his words, he seemed to be interrupted by other spirit beads.

Dongfang Mo could naturally guess what these spiritual beads were doing, but no matter what, the words of Maotu Spirit Beads were still very consistent with Dongfang Mo's wishes: "Okay, don't make trouble anymore. When you need you, I will call you."

"Oh" the other three spirit beads seemed to be unable to look at Dongfang Mo.

"Sect." When Duanmu Chongtian just heard this word, he was a little unresponsive. On the 6th of the Great Sect, as long as there are names and sects of all sizes, he knew them well. He had never heard of that sect having the number one figure of Mo Jian.

"Why, you don't believe it?" Dongfang Mo smiled contemptuously, "Actually, you are not worthy of knowing our sect. If you can let you know my name, you should burn Gaoxiang."

"Ph" Duanmu Chongtian felt better if he didn't listen to this. After hearing this, he became even more angry. He was not worthy of him.

"Your rampant seems to be somewhat similar to your nephew Wuxin. I, Duanmu Chongtian, today, let you know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is." Duanmu Chongtian continued to urge his ashes to destroy the ashes.

"You can't do anything to me when you break the formation. You still work so hard. Are you stupid or what?" Dongfang Mo knew that Duanmu Chongtian didn't want to let himself get out of this forbidden formation without any effort.

So, after saying this, Dongfang Mo directly danced his hands, and the power of his spiritual consciousness was released, and countless hand slaughter was directly sprinkled out. Strangely, people did not see the hand slaughter of this man who claimed to be a Mo Jian forming a forbidden formation, and these hand slaughter was as if they were burned by these blue dantian fires.

"I'll go, what is this ink sword going to do?" People's questions were mixed with strange inquiry, "It seems that there is no such thing as playing."

Dongfang Mo didn't care what they said, and continued his own behavior. In the eyes of others, it was very boring behavior, and behavior that had no effect at all.

Even Duanmu Chongtian smiled disdainfully after a moment of confusion: "Young man, scare me, do you think this patriarch was scared? You boy?"

However, before Duanmu Chongtian finished speaking, his sneered expression suddenly froze

This forbidden formation was arranged by him. If there are any subtle changes in this forbidden formation, then the first thing he can experience is naturally himself.

However, this change soon, everyone saw it

This ink sword, how did these hand tricks just now play a role in this restricted formation? Because at this moment, countless small spots appeared on the surface of the restricted formation, which looked extremely powerful. Looking closely, it was not a simple spot, it was like a very small stone that hit the glass, but it only made the glass crack a little bit.

Even this situation is shocking enough, because this person is in this forbidden formation and can be done under the burning of the blue Dantian fire.

However, Dongfang Mo was shocked. He had never been just a little bit. He could only hear an angry growl in the forbidden formation: "Break it for me."

It seemed that this low roar had infinite power. As the sound rose and fell, the cracks of the forbidden array gradually became thicker from small to thicker, and then gradually connected together. When Dongfang Mo's roar fell, the entire forbidden array actually "bang" and completely shattered.

"Wow" is like a beautiful green firework. These green flames fly everywhere, making people really use their fastest degrees. How far they can hide? Who is not afraid of this green Dantian fire? That is, this ink sword

This is not the end. Dongfang Mo had long seen that Duanmu Chongtian's five sacrificial spirits were the five formation bases of this forbidden formation. They were also Duanmu Chongtian's accomplices, so Dongfang Mo would not let any of them go

With a thought, the black stick appeared in Dongfang Mo's hand. Now, he once again held the black stick in his hand. Based on his previous understanding of the Jiuxuan Lesson, Dongfang Mo directly and boldly used the second level of the Jiuxuan Lesson, the seventy-two styles of the Earth Evil.

It is still a shadow of a black stick flying all over the sky. The difference is that these shadows seem to be dragging their long tails. It can be seen that this degree is definitely eye-catching, but in fact, this is not only a degree, but also a sharp evil spirit. This evil spirit is something that can shock the soul for monsters and spirit sacrifices.

Dongfang Mo did not come one by one. He was afraid that when Duanmu Chongtian showed his intention and took back the remaining sacrificial spirits, he wanted to eradicate these helpers first.

In one breath, Dongfang Mo used it five times in a row, but said, "You five, since you have the same cultivation level, are all black shadow networks."

In just a blink of an eye, Dongfang Mo said that he did it. The five spirits sacrificed, each of them was covered with a layer of black shadows of black sticks that appeared in a flash, and the shadows of these black sticks seemed to be woven into a huge net. The evil spirits in it completely enveloped the five spirits sacrificed.

Dongfang Mo just felt that his soul was slightly fluctuating, and this body was not at all uncomfortable. Even after using it five times in a row, he thought secretly in his heart. It seemed that this understanding of nearly a year was definitely rewarded.

Dongfang Mo's intention was already very obvious at this moment. Duanmu Chongtian also understood it and quickly opened the door to his spiritual space to take back his spiritual sacrifice. You must know that if something goes wrong with these spiritual sacrifices, he has formed a spiritual sacrifice blood contract with them, which means that it will be affected.

Dongfang Mo was also a little surprised. Unexpectedly, when the Nine Profound Skills were activated, there was such an additional effect. It seems that he would have to continue to understand the Nine Profound Skills in depth.

But he understood that this time it was because he used the Ink Sword as his physical body, and he used the Nine Profound Skills to have just such a little backlash. If his real body was, the backlash would definitely be stronger than this one.

"Mo Jian, if you break my ban, you will be broken. Why is it still so despicable?" Duanmu Chongtian felt that his sacrificial spirit seemed to be entangled by some means of this Mo Jian.

"What is despicable? Are you not despicable?" Dongfang Mo pointed to the radius of a hundred miles that had just collapsed. "This place was full of business before, with flowers, animals, transformed monsters, and human cultivators. But after your fire, look at what has changed here."
Chapter completed!