Seeing the smile on his face, the shriveled bones were slightly stunned, and then said, "Let's hear it."

"The first question is who are you!" Dongfang Mo whispered behind him and paced.

Hearing this, the shriveled corpse did not answer him immediately, as if he was in deep thought. He took more than ten breaths before he could hear him speak.

"I am a black blood Venerable."

"Black Blood Venerable?"

Dongfang Mo frowned, but after thinking about it, he was sure that he had never heard of this name, so he continued:

"The second question is, who is the person whom fellow Taoist said to persecute you?"

"It's okay to tell you. I have mentioned before that it is Biying, one of the three real guardians of the Ghost Demon Sect. The bitch joined forces with two other guardians. The three besieged me and nailed me to this coffin."

"So that's it. The third question is, why did fellow Taoist attract many cultivators with his clone and kill them?" Dongfang Mo said again.

"Actually, if I don't say it, you may have some guesses. Yes, I attracted these people to suck their essence and blood dry and recast my body."

Hearing the word Dongfang Mo nodded, it was indeed almost the same as what he guessed. Then he continued to ask:

"The fourth question, since you can attract so many people, why don't you show up and say the same thing to those people, let them untie the Demon-Subduing Nail, but let the Tao untie you!"

After the words fell, Dongfang Mo paused and his eyes were staring at him.

When he heard his words, the shriveled corpse showed a hint of hesitation. But this hesitation was fleeting, and he said, "Their strength is too weak to untie the demon-subduing nails on my body. Moreover, I have appeared twice, but the two of them did not cooperate, so they were killed by me, and you are the third one."

Dongfang Mo sneered, and he always paid attention to the person's actions, especially after he asked a question just now, the hesitation in the tone of the shriveled corpse was completely captured by him.

But he remained silent about this. At this time, he raised his footsteps, walked three feet in front of the shriveled corpse and stopped, and looked at him.

"The last question, according to fellow Taoists, it should be easy for you to kill the Tao now, right?"

"Hehe, why don't you try it." Although the shriveled bones quipped, Dongfang Mo clearly heard a hint of sarcasm from it.

I saw the corner of his mouth raising.

"Okay, then give it a try!"

"You..." Hearing this, the shriveled corpse twitched.

However, at this time Dongfang Mo had already reached out to grab the waist, picked a yellow gourd, and then shook his arm. With a buzzing sound of insects, after the magic sand appeared, he immediately rushed forward.

Not only that, he opened his mouth suddenly and spit out a stone bead the size of a longan. With the agitated power, the stone bead turned into a huge size of three feet. Dongfang Mo raised his arm and saw the natal stone rushing to a height of more than twenty feet, and then he pressed his arms down.

In an instant, I saw the natal stone smashing down towards the shriveled corpse below with a terrifying pressure.

Unexpectedly, he would do it as soon as he said he would do it, without any hesitation at all.

But there is a reason why he is so decisive. First of all, seeing the hesitation in this person's eyes just now, Dongfang Mo was able to be sure that this person had never asked for a nail to untie the demon-subduing nail on his body. He even guessed that no one who came here had seen him before was killed by the two skeletons.

Secondly, when he used his natal stone to refine the blood-colored skeleton and the black skeleton, this person never showed up until the beginning, but at this time he took the initiative to appear. According to his words, the two skeletons were condensed with great effort. If this were the case, how could he watch the two clones be destroyed?

So he dared to guess that this person was just saying something to scare him, and wanted to bet that he would throw a gamble on his mouse and take off the demon-subduing nail on his body. He thought about it from the perspective of others. If he was this person and had strong strength, how could he have had such a lot of talk with a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage?

Of course, there is another last reason, that is, after absorbing the two clones of this person, his power has more than doubled, causing a hint of greed to appear in his heart. If this person can be refined together, how powerful will the power of the life stone grow?

However, this person is a cultivator in the Infant Realm after all. As the saying goes, a thin camel is bigger than a horse, so when he takes action, he is his toughest method, without any hiding or concealment.

The shriveled corpse was completely unexpected that Dongfang Mo would suddenly attack him. Looking at the light red storm that rushed over, he could tell at a glance that there were tiny insects.

Although he could not move at this time, a strong wave of spiritual consciousness suddenly burst out from him with a cold snorkeling.

"boom!"

In just a moment, the demon sand was shaken into pieces.

But these insects advanced several times and were shaken away, and then rolled over from all directions with shriveled corpses.

This shriveled corpse may not have any magic power, and one or two of them could be seen from the two clones he had condensed before. At this time, he was like a disk, and all the magic sand was absorbed on him.

The already broken clothes on his body disappeared in an instant. Then the magic sand gnawed the half-red and half-black film on his surface.

A strange "cracking" sound immediately came.

But this shriveled corpse is not comparable to the two skeletons before. The magic sand is like gnawing on a human-shaped steel stone, and the seemingly weak membrane leaves no trace.

However, at this time, a huge shadow covered the head of the shriveled corpse. When you look closely, it was Dongfang Mo who turned into a three-meter-sized natal stone.

Before the natal stone fell, an unparalleled gravity suddenly arrived, and the brown stones on the ground were crushed into tiny stone powder with a "pop".

The coffin under the shriveled corpse also made a creaking sound.

However, in the lightning, just as the huge natal stone was about to submerge the man, under Dongfang Mo's exquisite control, the natal stone finally floated three feet above the head of the shriveled corpse and stopped moving.

Dongfang Mo was worried that he would smash the coffin of unknown material when the dead stone smashed, and then release this staff member, which would be a big deal.

At this time, he quickly pinched his fingers and looked like he was muttering words. In an instant, he saw a wisp of black and red blood-colored aura on the shriveled corpse under the natal stone was extracted and sank into the natal stone above.

"Ah! What kind of magical power is this!"

The shriveled corpse felt the energy in its body slowly and it was slowly losing. At this time, there was a loud shout.

Then the coffin where he was located began to shake violently, and a burst of pressure rolled towards Dongfang Mo.

"boom!"

The pressure formed a hurricane, which was spreading to all directions.

"Dingdeng!"

The oppression of the monks in the Infant Realm caused Dongfang Mo to step backwards in the hurricane. Then he inserted the whisk in his hand to the ground, stood firmly, and sat cross-legged. At this time, he accelerated his movements, and saw that the natal stone began to tremble, and the black and red aura coming from the shriveled corpse below became more and more intense.

"Do you really think I can't kill you? Since you are seeking death, I'll help you!"

"Wave!"

After the words came, a drop of black and red liquid about the size of a fingernail suddenly floated out from the forehead of the shriveled corpse.
Chapter completed!