The monk of the Corpse Refining Sect obviously did not expect that Dongfang Mo's magic weapon would have such changes. And at this moment, he felt the pressure emitted by the three huge rocks, which was several times stronger than before in the stone chamber.

A surge of gravity erupted from one of the huge rocks, causing all the evil auras to sink down. Even his body trembled slightly under the gravity.

The other one is filled with a wave of soul. When an ordinary person takes a look, the soul seems to fall into it.

There is only the last one, except that the surface is as smooth as a mirror, and there is nothing surprising. However, this huge rock gives him a feeling that it is even more strange than the other two.

Dongfang Mo didn't know what this person was thinking. After sitting cross-legged, he pinched his fingers and muttered something in his mouth.

At some point, his index finger extended out and pointed at the cultivator of the Corpse Refining Sect in front of him.

"call!"

The natal stone exuding gravity rushed forward.

"Dingling!"

The monk of the Corpse Refining Sect quickly shook the bell in his hand.

"Swish!"

The body of the Ye Ling monk disappeared instantly beside him. When this woman appeared again, she had already appeared in front of the huge rock that was galloping.

The woman waved the spear in her hand like a long stick, lifted it up and slashed it hard.

With a dull "bang", the huge rock was smashed.

However, the woman's figure also retreated seven or eight steps before she stood firm. At this moment, the power of the boulder was undoubtedly highlighted, which was several times larger than before.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo did not hesitate at all and waved his hands forward at the same time.

“Hu…hu…”

The remaining two huge rocks roared towards the cultivator of the Corpse Refining Sect from behind him.

"Buzz!"

Before he got close, a circle of black light came out on the huge rock filled with the breath of soul, rushing towards the cultivators of the Corpse Refining Sect.

"Swish!"

The body of the Night Spirit Clan monk was blocked in front of the human body out of thin air. When the circle of black light approached, the sides of the woman automatically slid away without any impact on the corpse refining sect monk behind her.

"snort!"

Dongfang Mo snorted coldly, and as he pinched his fingers, the speed of the soul-shaking stone suddenly surged a lot, and appeared in front of the body of the Night Spirit Clan monk in the blink of an eye. The huge size made her unable to avoid it.

At the critical moment, the woman had only time to block the spear in her hand.

"boom!"

The soul-shaking stone was ready to smash, and the woman and the cultivators of the Corpse Refining Sect behind her all flew backwards.

With one blow, although this woman was still unscathed, the yellow energy of the cultivator of the Corpse Refining Sect collapsed in an instant. With a "wow", the man opened his mouth and spitted out a mouthful of blood.

"court death!"

After his figure suddenly fell, the monks of the Corpse Refining Sect were furious.

However, he had no time to move. In the end, the huge stone as smooth as a mirror had appeared above the heads of the two of them, and a large shadow enveloped him and the Night Spirit monks.

"Bang!"

The Yeling Cultivator stepped on his body and his body soared into the sky, holding the spear in his hand tightly and stabbed towards his head.

"bite!"

The spear thrusts on the smooth surface of the rock, making a pleasant sound.

However, the woman's figure seemed to be hit hard, and was pushed down by a huge rock, and hit the ground with a "boom".

However, the scene where Dongfang Mo imagined that the Black Rain Stone bombed the woman into the ground did not appear. The spear in the woman's hand pressed the Black Rain Stone tightly, and her legs stepped on the ground.

The sound of "cracking" was heard from this smash. For a moment, several cracked spider webs under the woman's feet spread in all directions.

Seeing this scene, the face of the Corpse Refining Sect was extremely gloomy, and Dongfang Mo's strength was far beyond his imagination.

So the man's eyes appeared, and he saw his lips open and close, and he muttered an obscure spell. In a moment, he bit his tongue and spewed out a large mouthful of red essence and blood.

Then he used his fingers to draw a strange blood-colored rune in the void with his essence and blood. With his slap, the rune shattered and dissipated.

At the same time, the blood-colored lines on the surface of the Night Spirit Clan monk's body surged, as if a brand new power was injected into it.

"Buzz!"

The woman's body suddenly trembled, and then her slightly bent legs suddenly stretched.

"Bang!"

The black rain stone above her head, which was as smooth as a mirror, was directly picked up by the spear in her hand.

Not only that, the next moment, the woman's figure began to soar. After three or two breaths, she expanded to more than ten feet high and turned into a giant. This scene was very similar to the scene where Dongfang Mo fought against the ancient Yeling clan monk on the life and death stage of the Qingling Dao Sect.

What made Dongfang Mo look even more changed was that at this moment, he obviously felt a pressure from this body that was more thicker than before.

Looking at the monks of the Corpse Refining Sect in the distance, their faces are as pale as paper and their breath is extremely sluggish. Obviously, the magic he used before consumed a huge amount of money on him.

But all this is naturally worth it. If this person's corpse sacrifice technique could only exert 20% of the physical strength of the Night Spirit Clan monk, then he could now exert 30% of the 40%.

"Dingling!"

The man shook the brass bell in his hand.

"Swish!"

The Night Spirit Cultivator, more than ten feet tall, came towards Dongfang Mo, who was sitting cross-distance in the air with a huge figure, and was very powerful.

Dongfang Mo's pupils shrank, and he grabbed his left and right hands at the same time.

The soul-shaking stone and natal stone floating in the air rushed towards the sides of the woman.

"Bang...bang..."

However, the woman raised the spear in her hand and raised the two huge rocks directly by her. Her figure was not blocked at all and continued to fight towards Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo was not panicked, but he quickly pinched his fingers.

In an instant, the natal stone, soul-shaking stone, and the previous Black Rain Stone that were shocked by this person broke through the air again from three directions.

As soon as Fang approached, the three huge rocks showed a triangular shape, sandwiching the body of the Night Spirit monk in the middle. The next moment, the three huge rocks rotated in some unique pattern. Then, a shocking scene appeared.

I saw three huge rocks transform into two, two into four, and finally turned into the phantom of twelve huge rocks. The twelve phantoms sped at a rapid speed, forming a layer of vague energy, like an eggshell covering her.

"Bang bang bang..."

There were only a loud noise from the phantoms of the twelve huge rocks.

And every time the loud noise fell, Dongfang Mo's face turned pale.

Now he used the Three Stone Formation in the Three Stone Technique to trap the body of the Night Spirit Cultivator whose cultivation is far higher than that of him. While the magic power in his body was consumed wildly, he was hit by this woman's counterattack, so he was naturally extremely difficult.

After temporarily trapping this woman, Dongfang Mo suddenly looked up and looked at the monk of the Corpse Refining Sect not far away. Then he raised his hand and turned his wrist.

"call out!"

A yellow talisman shot out from his palm.

Still in mid-air, the purple light of the yellow talisman rose sharply, and eventually turned into a purple-clothed ghost with a huge body, ferocious face, and fluctuated in cultivation to reach the early stage of the Shenyou Realm.

"Kill him!"

Dongfang Mo growled low.

"Hehehehehehehe!"

After his words came, the little ghost in purple showed his fangs and let out a cold and strange smile, and immediately rushed towards the monks of the Corpse Refining Sect.

Dongfang Mo came to his senses, and his fingers quickly pinched his fingers. The magic power in his body surged like a tide, trapping the body of the Night Spirit Clan monk who was about to break through the bondage again.

The little ghost in purple clothes who rushed towards the monk of the Corpse Refining Sect stretched out his white palms and grabbed the man without any fancy.

The monks of the Corpse Refining Sect did not expect that Dongfang Mo would have such a high-level ghost. This little ghost in purple is not a corpse, nor is it like a soul body. Even he can't see the reality of the body for a short time.

However, although this person only had the cultivation level of the Infant Transformation Realm, he had no fear in the face of the fierce little ghost in purple. He slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a silver coffin roared on the ground.

"Bang!"

As soon as the coffin appeared, the lid of the coffin was hit hard from the inside and immediately turned and flew out. Then one of the silver corpses shot out and instantly faced the little ghost in purple. Its speed was so fast that it didn't even see the appearance of Dongfang Mo.

"Bang!"

The silver armored corpse also raised its fists and banged a blow to the pale palm of the little ghost in purple.

Under this blow, both of them retreated, looking comparable in strength.

It was only then that Dongfang Mo saw that the silver armored corpse was a handsome human man.

Seeing that this man had refined a silver armored corpse that was comparable to a cultivator in the Divine Travel Realm in just a few decades, Dongfang Mo finally lost his patience. He raised his hand again and was about to use the Demon Suppression Picture to kill this man directly.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

However, just as he was distracted, the phantoms of the twelve huge rocks wrapped around the body of the Night Spirit monk collapsed one after another, and the three natal petrified bodies turned into original shapes and shot out in three directions, hitting the ground a hundred feet away with three loud noises.

Immediately afterwards, the Night Spirit monks came towards the east with lightning holding a spear.
To be continued...