The rumbling sound came from far to near, and after just a few breaths, you could see a figure flashing out in front of you, ten feet away from Dongfang Mo.

"It's you!"

When Dongfang Mo saw clearly the figure in the red robe and tall and thin figure like a bamboo pole, he was suddenly shocked. Unexpectedly, the person coming was Wu Bicha.

At this time, Wu Bicha put his hands in his wide cuffs, and stood on the water with his eyes calm.

"It's good that it's too late."

When I saw that Dongfang Mo had not left, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

You should know that even if you are traveling from the palace gate to this place, it will take one or two days to move in the air. In order to get here as fast as possible, he directly used a treasure to teleport over.

He just wanted to intercept Dongfang Mo here. If he escaped, the secret would be leaked. At that time, even if he wanted to keep this spiritual vein, it would be a delusion.

"Isn't this Senior Brother Wu? It's really a coincidence."

Dongfang Mo looked at Wu Bicha and suddenly smiled slightly, his expression like an old friend who had not seen him for many days.

"It's really a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet Junior Brother Dongfang here."

But a sharp light flashed in Wu Bicha's eyes, and he said with deep meaning.

"I wonder why Senior Brother Wu is here?"

"Haha, nothing, I just got here after taking a task, and I don't know why my junior brother is here?"

"That's a coincidence. I also took on a task." Dongfang Mo laughed.

"Is junior brother who takes on the task alone?" Wu Bicha asked.

"That's right." Dongfang Mo held his hands.

"God helps me!"

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy flashed in Wu Bicha's eyes. It seemed that Dongfang Mo knew this spiritual vein alone. As long as he killed him, this spiritual vein was his Wu Bicha's.

"Senior brother is also alone?" Dongfang Mo saw Wu Bicha's expression in his eyes, sneered in his heart, but said calmly.

"Yes, I'll take on the task alone."

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo also breathed a sigh of relief.

If it were just Wu Bicha alone, there would be a chance.

I think so. If it were him, he would definitely come alone. How could a spiritual vein be taken away by himself?

"It's so good. My mission has been completed. I won't disturb my senior brother. I will definitely go to my senior brother to sit there when I have time another day." Dongfang Mo clasped his fists and was about to leave.

He even threw out a small leaf-shaped boat, which rose in the wind. Seeing this, his body jumped on the boat, and with his magic power, he had to pass by Wu Bizha.

"It's easy to say!"

Wu Bicha was kind-hearted, but his eyes were always staring at Dongfang Mo.

Only then did I realize that this kid seemed to have reached the early stage of the sixth level. It was only a year. I didn’t expect that he would have reached the second level in a row, which should have relied on this spiritual vein, but this still couldn’t change his destiny today.

Just as Dongfang Mo was getting closer and closer to Wubicha, the palm in Wubicha's sleeve gently stroked a dendrobium, waiting for a sudden burst at the critical moment.

He even imagined that Dongfang Mo would never be able to hold on for a few breaths under his fierce attack. After all, the gap in his realm was an insurmountable gap.

"By the way, I got something by chance a few days ago. I don't know what it was. I would like to ask Senior Brother Wu to help me see it."

At this time, Dongfang Mo suddenly stopped three feet away from Wubicha, and at the same time, he took out an exquisite box in Wubicha's extremely alert gaze.

With a wave of his hand, the box was thrown gently, and as long as Wu Bicha reached out, he could easily take it.

But Wu Bicha's mouth twitched. Just as he was thinking about whether to take it, the box suddenly popped up and shot out several black stone balls.

The incident happened suddenly. When he realized it, the stone ball was less than three feet away.

"Lei Zhenzi!"

Wu Bicha could see at a glance that the stone ball was Lei Zhenzi he often refined.

Then a hint of sarcasm appeared, and he waved his hand and a crystal shield light that looked like a tortoise shell appeared.

"boom……"

Lei Zhenzi hit the shield light, and the shield light trembled slightly, but it never dissipated.

Wu Bizha's body shook and easily unloaded a huge force coming from the shield light.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo's eyes twitched. With this hand alone, Wu Bicha's cultivation level was almost the same as that of the eighth level.

"What does junior brother mean?"

Wu Bicha looked at Dongfang Mo in disguise.

"Just kidding, haha!"

But Dongfang Mo blew up, but his movements were not slow. As his palm turned, a wooden thorn as thick as an arm shot out instantly.

With a "puff", the wooden thorn was ten feet away in front of it as if it hit something. When you look closely, it turned out to be a nearly transparent talisman.

While the wooden thorn hit the talisman, the talisman suddenly cracked and turned into three ice cones and shot towards its front door and both sides.

Dongfang Mo's expression remained unchanged. His fingers moved, and a blue light suddenly appeared in front of him. The ice cone hit the blue light and immediately turned into ice chips and dissipated.

"What does senior brother mean?" He turned to Wu Bicha with a puzzled look on his face.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Wu Bicha no longer had any concealment, and snorted coldly, then stomped his feet.

"Crash!"

A large splash of water shot up, blocking the entire river. At the same time, Wu Bicha's figure disappeared into the splash.

Dongfang Mo frowned and controlled the boat under his feet to retreat quickly, avoiding the splashes that were like pouring rain.

At the same time, a figure suddenly rushed out of the water splash, which was Wu Bicha. However, at this time, he took out a gray dendrobium the size of a palm in his hand, holding a gua in one hand and slapped it with the other hand.

"Gurgling!"

A rich and viscous dark red smoke suddenly scattered, emitting a disgusting fishy smell, and the next moment it enveloped Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo frowned and saw a storage bag around his waist. The whisk was held in his hand by one. He pulled it in the air. The whisk twisted into a hemp rope, whirling by, and instantly slapped on the smoke.

With a slight sound of "Wave!", the whisk easily broke through the smoke, and then he continued to suck at the figure behind Wu Bicha.

But the next moment, his expression changed. Just as the silk was about to twitch Wu Bicha, Dongfang Mo's hand suddenly tightened, and the whisk seemed to sink into a sticky swamp. Finally, he could not move a foot in front of Wu Bicha, and even it was extremely difficult to pull it back.

In the smoke, Wu Bicha's mouth raised a sneer and kept squeezing with his hands. The smoke spread again, blocking the entire river.

His body swayed and approached in an instant, and the thick smoke moved immediately, and suddenly swallowed towards Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo couldn't pull back the whisk. At the critical moment, he saw the magic power in his body suddenly injected into it.

"Bang!"

The silk exploded instantly, the whole smoke trembled, and Wu Bicha's figure paused. Taking this opportunity, Dongfang Mo pulled it in his hand.

"call out!"

Finally, the whisk was taken back.

However, at this moment, I suddenly noticed that the white silk seemed to be stained with a layer of imperceptible blood, and my spirituality was damaged to a certain extent.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo's expression finally looked ugly. The smoke in the other party's Dendrobium could actually filth the magic weapon.

So he threw the whisk behind without thinking, and stood in the distance, drawing a semicircle with his hands, and suddenly formed a blue light in front of him.

“Duh!”

With a loud shout, as the words fell, hundreds of wood thorns were seen, and then shot away.

"Swish swish swish!"

The dense wooden thorns formed the shape of a giant sword, piercing straight into the smoke.

"Great magic!"

At this time, there was only a scream in the smoke, but thousands of wood stings had already penetrated.

"Puff puff puff!"

In an instant, the rich smoke rolled in a burst, and quickly retreated under the attack of the wooden thorns until they retreated dozens of feet, as if they had finally exhausted the wooden thorns, and then they stopped.

At this time, Wu Bicha, who was in the smoke, looked pale and his breath was slightly rapid. It was obvious that the great wood sting technique caused him a lot of trouble.

So he stopped hesitating, and saw him muttering something, slapped the Dendrobium again, the Dendrobium tilted, and a large amount of dark red smoke was spit out again.

Seeing this, Wu Bicha's magic trick changed, his fingers quickly moved, and the smoke squirmed and rolled, and suddenly formed a dark red dragon ten feet long. The dragon opened its teeth and claws, and after a deafening roar, it swept towards Dongfang Mo and bit it.

Still far away, Dongfang Mo could feel a powerful pressure coming from the dragon.

So my whole body shook, and a strong wooden spiritual power spread out everywhere. At the same time, I saw countless vines suddenly drilling out from the stone walls around me.

The vines grew rapidly, and in a blink of an eye it turned into the thickness of the arms, and even crossed, forming a thick wooden wall between them, blocking the entire river.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the dragon suddenly hit the wooden wall, and the wood chips spread out in all directions.

Many vines were broken, but whenever the vines broke and new ones grew out, they lingered towards the dragon again. After only a few breaths, the dragon finally turned into a stream of blue smoke and retreated, and finally merged into the smoke.
To be continued...