As the saying goes: I would rather die from fellow Taoists than die from my deity.

At this moment, he had already left his promise to Ao Mulan behind and just wanted to get out as soon as possible.

However, when he felt a sharp aura behind him, he was chasing him and getting closer and closer, he stopped he hesitating and stretched out his left hand to start making gestures.

As his movements fell, wherever he passed, the dense branches stretched out like living things, and turned into danced vines as they twisted.

The vines were intertwined and tangled, forming a large dense network behind him.

"Crack!"

Sharp wooden thorns drilled out, making the network woven from vines look extremely ferocious.

When the old man behind him saw this scene, his brows frowned slightly, and the next moment, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

I saw his right index finger stretching out, and under the agitation of magic power, a red light spot suddenly lit up at his fingertips.

The next moment, the person's eyes flashed and he shouted in a low voice:

"disease!"

After the words fell, with a "swoosh", the red light spots on his fingertips suddenly shot out, like a slender red light column.

"Huh!"

At the same time, the vine network in front of the old man was vulnerable. The moment it was touched by the light column, it all started to burn and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Moreover, the red light column did not diminish and directly rushed towards Dongfang Mo Houxin, and was about to penetrate his body.

Dongfang Mo suddenly turned around, and looked at the red light column that was attacking him and his pupils shrank, then stretched out his right hand and turned his wrist.

"Swish!"

The silver-white whisk thread lengthened again and sucked hard towards the front.

Not only that, his spare left fingers pinched, and a ball of ink-colored vitality instantly merged into the immortal roots. The power of this pull was directly increased by 30%.

"Bang!"

Just during breathing, silver-white whisks and red light beams burst together.

With a muffled sound, the brushing silk immediately exploded and became scattered.

Dongfang Mo's face changed drastically again, and his body was as if he was hit hard and shot backwards.

Seeing this, the old man raised his mouth and his figure suddenly disappeared. He appeared again and had already pushed him closer, and his index finger pointed at him.

"Thorn!"

Although the red light column at his fingertips became lighter as the oriental ink whisk sucked, it still slashed from top to bottom and angrily towards his heavenly spirit with a sharp aura.

As soon as Dongfang Mo gained a foothold, he felt a strong crisis falling from the sky. He looked up suddenly and found that the red light column was like a sharp blade that was unsheathed, less than three feet above his head.

At this point, his arm suddenly raised.

"call out!"

A black light burst out from his cuffs like lightning.

With a "bang", it quickly and fiercely thrust on the beam of light that was shooting in.

A huge force that was still shocking came, but Dongfang Mo was already prepared for this. The power of his body was aroused, and his body stood firm with a slight sway.

Looking at the red light column again, he pulled away from the direction, almost falling down to his side, slashing on the ground under his feet.

There was a "puff".

A thin crack was cut out from the ground, and the red light column finally disintegrated and turned into faint lights of inspiration.

"It's interesting!"

Seeing this, the old man suddenly stopped and looked at Dongfang Mo even more unexpectedly.

Dongfang Mo's arm trembled, and the black whip on his cuff was quietly taken back by him and wrapped around his arm again.

At this moment, looking at the 70-year-old man standing not far away, a deep fear appeared on his face, and then his figure turned into a new flower. After using the Wood Escape Art to the extreme, it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Do you think you can run away?"

At this time, the old man sneered and then chased after him.

Now Dongfang Mo's cultivation level has reached the late stage of foundation building, and his physical body has been transformed by the technique of returning the spirit, so his power of the magic is at least half stronger than before.

Therefore, although the Wood Escape Art is not as fast as the spiritual root mutation and directly reaches the level of return to the primordial realm, it is almost the same.

But even so, when he faced the old man who was in the Great Perfection of the Dan Realm behind him, he still seemed unable to do so, and the distance between him and this person was slowly getting closer.

So he didn't dare to keep anything, but saw his fingers pinching, and a ball of ink-colored vitality emerged between his fingers and palms.

"Wave!"

After squeezing the vitality, pieces of ink-colored inspiration merged into his body.

"Swish!"

In an instant, his speed increased greatly again, and he was going to fight with the old man, and the two of them always kept a distance of about a hundred feet.

The 70-year-old man behind him looked at his expression. He could not imagine that the Taoist priest ahead was only able to stop his two strikes, but also his speed was incredible and almost nowhere near him.

However, his murderous intent towards Dongfang Mo was already extremely strong, so it was naturally impossible to let him go.

By chance, he and three other elders of Xuanji Sect accidentally discovered the formation that appeared in the Qingling Ancient Site.

You should know that Xuanji Sect specializes in formations and has unique insights into various formations in the world. However, when he discovered this formation, he couldn't help but frown. He had never seen this formation before, so he began to study it. The more he studied this formation, the more he felt that this formation was a bit like a legendary unpredictable formation called the Stealing Sky Exchange Sun Formation.

If he could study this formation thoroughly, his attainments in the formation would have an unprecedented improvement, and he might even have a sublimation of his state of mind, which would directly break through his current bottleneck of cultivation.

Therefore, this array must not be exposed.

Although I don’t know who Dongfang Mo and the other two suddenly appeared here, or whether there are other accomplices, the news of the formations appearing here has been spread first. But at present, as long as these two juniors are captured, everything will be known.

But seeing that Dongfang Mo's speed ahead was almost as fast as he did, his face immediately became extremely ugly.

Dongfang Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the old man had not caught up with him for the time being. Then he suddenly opened his spiritual sense and instantly he found that Qing Mulan, who was dozens of miles away, was fighting with the gray-haired monk in a long robe.

The two of them were shrouded in a pink glow. The glow rolled from time to time, and violent magic power fluctuations came. It seemed that the battle would not end for a while.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo glanced at the old man behind him with an ugly face, then pinched his fingers, and a ball of ink-colored vitality emerged again and merged into his body.

Seeing this, the 70-year-old man finally looked dark. After thinking for a while, he reached out to look at the storage bag and grabbed several triangular flags. The next breath, he heard him muttering something.

As his spell fell, he could see his left hand stretching out and capture one of the small flags after just a moment.

"call out!"

With a wave of his arm, the triangular flag shot forward.

Dongfang Mo'er was so sharp that he naturally heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him. Just as the little flag was about to sink into his back, his figure shook and moved several feet horizontally.

I saw Xiaoqi shooting past him with a sharp aura, and then disappeared into the depths of the dense forest ahead.

"call out!"

And at this moment, another sound of breaking through the air came.

As Dongfang Mo's expression changed slightly, his figure flashed again. A small flag that was exactly the same flew out again against his side.

"call out!"

Immediately afterwards, another third small flag shot towards him.

At this point, Dongfang Mo's expression was extremely ugly, but of course he did not dare to turn around and confront the old man head-on, so he could only choose to keep avoiding.

In this way, the old man behind him shot out six small flags in a row, and Dongfang Mo dodged every time.

But he did not notice that after the six small flags shot out, the old man behind him had a faint smile on his lips at this moment.

"Boom!"

After only a moment, Dongfang Mo noticed a slight shaking of the earth and making a rumble sound. He looked up with some sense and saw that six triangular array flags, thousands of feet away from left to right, fluttering in the wind, forming a semicircular arc shape that surrounded him.

"Oops!"

In just a moment, he realized that he had been fooled.

When he turned around, he found that the old man looked at him with disdain, and the three small flags left in the man's hand were thrown in the air by him.

"Swish...swish...swish..."

Three small flags soared into the sky, and they turned into ten feet in the air, and then fell from the sky and inserted into the earth.

At this point, the nine array flags formed a circle, trapping Dongfang Mo and the old man.

Not only that, the moment the nine array flags sank into the ground, a black air gushed between them, forming a wriggling wall.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo's expression changed, and his legs were bent and then suddenly stretched straight.

With a "bang", he stepped on two deep footprints on the ground, and he rushed into the air with the force.

But the next breath, he was shocked to find that the black gas of the nine array flags continued to gush, and it merged together in the squirming process, forming a black barrier of upside down on his head.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo immediately understood that he must have been trapped by the formation used by this man.

But he didn't give up and swung the whisk in his hand in mid-empty.
To be continued...