Looking at the Saint Molan who was close to him, Dongfang Mo did not move for a moment. Instead, his pupils shrank.

He was trying to control the phantom spirit roots and change the illusory world in the eyes of this woman.

In an instant, the invisible power around him became more and more intense.

"snort!"

At this time, I saw the hidden evil spirit incarnated by the Saint Molan in front of him, and a cold snorted.

Then the whistling tornado stirred more fiercely.

The woman was deeply trapped in the illusion and thought that Dongfang Mo, who was trapped by her, was resisting violently at this moment, so she was using her means to suppress the "Dongfang Mo" in the tornado as quickly as possible.

The hidden evil aura of the Saint Molan incarnated was still motionless in the air, and even ignored Dongfang Mo beside her.

In this way, the time of incense passed in the blink of an eye. During this period, this woman's method of dealing with the "Dongfang Mo" ahead became more and more fierce.

At this time, Dongfang Mo, who was on her side, had a smile on his face even more. Soon he felt a little moved.

"drink!"

Saint Molan shouted softly, and then the whistling tornado turned into a giant sword dozens of feet long, slashing towards the ground below.

"Boom!"

The gentle forest was directly split into a deep gully more than a hundred feet long. At this time, the entire ground was rumbling and shaking, and huge movements spread dozens of miles away.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo frowned slightly indecisively. If the noise caused too much, it might attract someone, and that might cause trouble.

So his eyes condensed, and for a moment, the illusion he set up for this woman changed a little again.

Then Saint Molan controlled the giant sword in the air, sometimes turning into a tornado and sometimes turning into a cloud wave. It was a strange change, and a fierce wind was set off in the attacks.

But when Dongfang Mo planned to use this method to exhaust the woman to death, a stinging pain suddenly came from his head.

What followed was the illusion world he used around him, and there was a slight tremor.

"Damn it!"

I heard Dongfang Mo curse secretly.

At this moment, he actually felt the power of his spiritual consciousness, and it was almost exhausted in this incense stick of time.

He instantly reacted that he wanted to use his phantom spirit roots to let the Saint Molan, who is of the same level of cultivation, fall into the illusion. This consumption of the power of the divine consciousness has increased dozens of times compared to ordinary situations.

The ordinary illusion is performed by cultivators of the same level, and it is difficult to make the other party fall into the illusion. Most of them can only deal with existences with lower cultivation than their own. However, Dongfang Mo's illusion root is the Hunyuan spiritual root, which not only causes the Shadow Clan monks of the same level to fall into the illusion, but also makes this woman unaware of it.

However, although the illusion root is against the will of heaven, its consumption of spiritual consciousness is extremely terrifying.

Although Dongfang Mo thought that his spiritual consciousness was much stronger than that of a cultivator of the same level, he could only trap this woman for a stick of incense, which was almost the limit.

Seeing that the illusion magic powers he used were about to be broken due to the overdrawn of his spiritual consciousness, Dongfang Mo finally stopped hesitating at this moment.

"call!"

He took a deep breath, then opened his mouth suddenly, and with a "swoosh", a black rain stone the size of a pigeon egg shot out from his mouth.

As his belief moved, the black rain stone immediately expanded and turned into a mass of water droplets the size of a human head.

The next breath, the droplets of water lengthened and eventually turned into a sparkling black sword.

Dongfang Mo stretched out his hand and the thin sword turned into the Black Rain Petrite fell into his hand. Then he suddenly moved the Yanji Jue. As the magic patterns on the surface of his body wandered away, the magical elements in his body were injected into the thin sword in his hand frantically.

In an instant, the black sword buzzed and trembled, and the black light shone brightly on it.

Not only that, Dongfang Mo's eyes suddenly closed, and the Nascent Soul in his dantian suddenly opened his eyes.

The vortex of the origin of the law between the Nascent Soul's eyebrows slowly turned.

"Buzz!"

A force of the law that Dong Fang Mo had not yet understood but could be controlled simply suddenly spread out from the vortex. Then he slowly injected into the thin sword in his hand.

Only then did he open his eyes again.

At this time, it can be clearly seen that Dongfang Mo's originally pale pupils gradually returned to black.

The magical powers he used on Saint Molan also trembled even more violently.

It can even be clearly discovered that the Saint Molan, who turned into the hidden evil spirit, was also trembling at this time, as if he was about to break free from the illusion.

In the flash of lightning, a "wave" sound came invisibly, as if something was broken.

At the same time, the Saint Molan in front of Dongfang Mo suddenly trembled.

"hiss!"

Then a gasp sounded. The woman finally came over and found that she had been trapped in Dongfang Mo's illusion before, and she had not noticed it at all.

"hey-hey!"

Dongfang Mo smiled coldly, and he held the black thin sword transformed from the black rain stone in his hand and slashed at the woman in front of him.

"Hiss!"

With a tearing sound, an invisible power of law suddenly exploded from the black sword.

"The treasure of the law!"

I heard Saint Molan exclaim.

She regarded the black sword in Dongfang Mo's hand as a treasure of law.

At this moment, the woman subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but after the power of laws spread around her enveloped her, she could not move.

"No!"

There was only a scream filled with horror.

However, Dongfang Mo ignored this. He raised his sword and fell. With a "puff", as the thin sword turned into a blurry black light, the hidden evil aura that turned into a woman in front of him was cut into two pieces.

Then a scene that surprised him appeared.

The hidden evil spirit, which was broken into two pieces, started to thrust desperately in the air.

But just in my breath, these two pieces of hidden evil spirits were immediately extinguished and dissipated in mid-air.

At the same time, the large scattered black smoke that had turned into the woman's body above him was dissipated. Even the many purple gravels floating fell down and sank into the mountains below with the rustling sound.

"this……"

When he felt the breath of Saint Molan, he disappeared from him in the blink of an eye, and Dongfang Mo was extremely surprised.

Then he felt relieved. He had used the magic weapon of the Nightmare Demon Clan before, but it did not have much effect on these Shadow Clan monks like ordinary magic weapons. And he also incorporated a force of law into it, and it was not an exaggeration to compare the black sword in his hand to the treasure of law.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel happy. In this way, he had a killer move against the Shadow Clan monks.

But naturally, it is impossible for the monks of the Shadow Clan to stand in place and let him kill him like the previous Saint Molan.

The illusion magic powers he is now used cannot do his own way to deal with cultivators of the same level. He must stabilize his body and concentrate on it in order to stabilize the illusion magic powers he created and make the other party unable to extricate himself.

"Boom!"

Just as Dongfang Mo thought of this, he suddenly heard a trembling sound.

He suddenly turned around and saw a heavy water array that was more than ten feet away, which was shaking violently at this moment.

"Oops!"

Dongfang Mo's face changed. It seemed that there were also the elders of Gusuye, and they were about to decide the outcome.

"hiss!"

Just as he was surprised and was about to leave immediately, a suction force suddenly came from the heavy water array.

Then he saw a large piece of black smoke in it, and at this moment he contracted wildly, and in the blink of an eye he could penetrate into a tall figure.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo was overjoyed, so he was suddenly in Gusuye. The figure of the elder wo was gone.

But when Gusu Ye turned his back to him slowly turned around, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

It turned out that at this time, Gusu Ye's skin turned black, dyeing him like ink, but his eyes were extremely cold.

And from these two gazes, he faintly saw a shadow belonging to the previous elder.

After a brief moment of surprise, Dongfang Mo was shocked.

I saw him turn around suddenly and galloping towards the distance without thinking.

But at this time the heavy water array behind him suddenly squirmed, and then a figure rushed out like lightning.

"Swish!"

In the blink of an eye, he blocked his face and looked up and saw who else could this person be if he wasn't Gusuye.

Gusu Ye looked at him with cold eyes, and the next breath he saw this person grinning and revealing his white teeth, "Junior Brother Dongfang, where are you going!"

What shocked Dongfang Mo was that the current person had a clear voice that was the elder of the previous one.

The scene at the moment made him unknowingly have a layer of skin and goose bumps.

There was even an indescribable sense of fear in my heart.
Chapter completed!