Asking about longevity

Walk?

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and asked, "Can I bring others with me?"

He also wanted to save Elder Xun and the others.

Huangshan Jun said calmly: "I only have you as a cause and effect, and I can only save you."

He is a god, and gods are indifferent by nature. Whether others live or die has nothing to do with him.

What's more, with his current condition, he has no energy left to save others.

Mo Hua shook his head, "Forget it."

Elder Xun and the others must be saved.

They were here to save themselves, there was no way they could escape and let them die.

And once this dream demon leaves, I'm afraid he will never come back.

This evil fetus will remain in the depths of Gushan forever and become a huge hidden danger. It is not impossible that one day it will suddenly revive and turn the entire Gushan City into hell.

What's more, Mo Hua is not willing to give in.

He had worked so hard on this trip, spent so much time and energy, and lost a lot of his soul. He still hadn't gotten the Blue Dragon Formation Diagram.

You can't get the divine marrow, you can't break through the twenty lines, so just going back like this is a real loss.

It's okay if he really can't beat him, but now Huangshan Jun still has some consciousness left, and Mo Hua gradually has an idea in his mind.

Don't want to give up.

Mo Hua was angry, "This evil fetus has beaten me for so long. It would be unkind to not take revenge. As long as there is a slight chance, I will not let it go. I will take a bite of its flesh no matter what." "

Huangshan Jun looked at the ink painting and sighed: "If you don't leave, forget it. If you die here, don't blame me.

Mo Hua nodded, thought for a moment and then suddenly said: "Tiger, I may have a way to save you."

"You - save me?" Huangshan Jun's eyes narrowed.

"Yeah," Mo Hua nodded, "But we have to wait for the power of the evil fetus to be weaker, or wait for you to be stronger -

As long as Huangshan Jun is saved, then by joining forces with him, it is possible to kill the evil fetus.

But Huangshan Jun shook his head, "You can't save me——"

"How will you know if you don't try?"

"you--·

Before Huangshan Jun finished speaking, the blood on his face began to turn bright red again, and the black blood crawled towards his face like tentacles,

Evil thoughts began to flourish.

"The evil fetus has awakened again. You————·wish yourself good luck."

Then his face suddenly turned ferocious, with a fierce flash in his eyes, a halberd appeared in his right hand, and he charged directly at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua gritted his teeth, transformed into a Lihuo sword, and started killing Xie Fei again.

After a long period of fighting, the power of the evil fetus weakened a little, and the tiger's consciousness gradually regained consciousness. Seeing this, Mo Hua immediately shouted: "Tiger, I'm attacking outside, and you're internally consumed, as long as the evil fetus If you become weak, I will find a way to save you!"

Huangshan Jun's eyes trembled slightly.

Mo Hua no longer hesitated, and immediately turned into a sword of spiritual thought and killed the evil fetus.

But this time, he only attacked the other side of Huangshanjun, using the sword of spiritual thought to kill the black blood and rotten flesh that parasitized Huangshanjun's body bit by bit.

"Divinity turns into sword——"

Mr. Huangshan looked a little wrong.

Just now, his consciousness was not awake and he couldn't see clearly, but now he saw that this little kid was actually a descendant of the Taixu Sect.

And at a young age, you started learning how to transform your spiritual thoughts into swords?

Thinking of the great master of Taixu Sect who beheaded him back then, Mr. Huangshan felt a little complicated.

"Tiger!" Mo Hua shouted again, "Internal friction!"

Huangshan Jun came back to his senses, suppressed all the past events and karma and grudges in his heart, and began to activate the power of his spiritual thoughts to snatch the control of the evil fetus bit by bit.

In this way, the evil fetus has indeed become weaker.

Although the armor of demonic thoughts is still as hard and its killing blows are still as terrifying, its movements have become much slower, and occasionally they are contradictory and inconsistent.

Like a flesh and blood puppet, driven by instinct and disturbed by Huangshan Jun, it is in constant self-conflict and has many flaws.

Mo Hua's pressure suddenly decreased, his eyes widened, and he immediately stopped being polite and turned from defense to offense. In the forbidden area of ​​​​the back mountain, he used all the sword moves taught to him by Dugu Patriarch. The Five Elements Sword Formation circulated for a while, and the gods The sword of thought is wielded by the ink painting so that it is airtight.

The dense sword light cut through the flesh and blood of the evil fetus.

"Have you chopped to death, chop you to death——."

Retaliation for retaliation, Mo Hua took out all the anger from the beating he had just received on Xie Fei.

The evil fetus's injuries worsened little by little.

Although a single sword intention does not cause much damage, the evil fetus' aura is getting weaker bit by bit as it accumulates bit by bit.

Its magic armor is also dimming a little bit.

In addition, Huangshan Jun disintegrated its origin and suppressed its will from the inside.

The evil fetus was attacked by the two phases. The evil energy declined and the golden light revived. Finally, the spiritual thoughts of good and evil fought against each other and reached a critical value.

Half of the evil fetus's body is black and red, and half of its body is golden.

Mo Hua seized this opportunity. He raised his hands high, trying to gather strength to draw his sword.

The surging sword intent began to surge.

Huangshan Jun was shocked.

The evil fetus seemed to be aware of the crisis, and immediately went crazy, screaming at the top of his lungs.

Its roar was like the roar of the dead, filled with weirdness, becoming more and more harsh and sharp, even with a hint of the call from the evil god.

Above the temple, dark clouds suddenly filled up.

In the void, a shadow of the altar emerged.

The evil god's throne made of white bones dominates the sky.

The divine power tree gradually opened up, and the causal chains on the tree spread. Countless demons and evil spirits crawled out from the void along the causal chains, bowed to the evil fetus, and bared their fangs at the enemies of the evil fetus.

They nourished the evil fetus and protected the evil fetus.

The huge evil thoughts were poured into the body of the evil fetus again.

The breath of the evil fetus began to rise again.

Countless demons climbed down from the divine power tree and fell into the temple, staring at Mo Hua.

Seeing this, Huang Shanjun looked bitter and murmured:

"The tree of divine authority, causal transmission, the evil god has endless demons to feed, and it is impossible to kill it——"

But Mo Hua's eyes lit up, "Shanjun, help me drag it————

Huang Shanjun saw it, and didn't know what Mo Hua was going to do. In a blink of an eye, he saw that Mo Hua jumped up and directly broke through the tide of demons and climbed towards the tree of divine authority in the middle.

Ordinary demons are not Mo Hua's opponents at all. The evil fetus was consumed by Huang Shanjun.

Mo Hua's sword energy swung, and it swept a path.

Zero The fallen demons rushed towards Mo Hua, but were all beaten to pieces by Mo Hua with punches and kicks.

In this way, Mo Hua rushed into the sea of ​​demons, and climbed up with a sword, all the way to the top of the tree of divine power, and then sat on the throne of the evil god in front of Huang Shanjun and a group of demons.

The hall was silent for a while.

Then the demons roared, and the evil thoughts boiled like a tsunami.

Huang Shanjun was shocked.

"This kid——————actually sat on the throne of the evil god——————really, what a courage! "

The evil fetus was even more furious.

Mo Hua had robbed its throne right in front of it. What a humiliation and blasphemy!

The evil fetus was so angry that it burst open, black blood splattered, and its flesh and blood expanded, turning into a deformed monster, trying to rush forward and eat Mo Hua alive.

Huang Shanjun realized that something was wrong, and immediately used all his strength to control one of the evil fetus's arms, manifesting a golden halberd, and stabbed his right leg with a ruthless heart.

The halberd pierced through the flesh and blood, nailing the evil fetus to the spot.

The evil fetus's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, and even its divine body was torn apart, and it rushed forward Mo Hua screamed in anger.

Mo Hua turned a deaf ear to the roar of the evil fetus.

He sat on the throne of the evil god, trying to communicate with the tree of divine power and control the power of the evil god.

But before he could finish communicating and control the power, countless wronged souls and evil spirits rushed towards him.

Most of these wronged souls and evil spirits were miners who died tragically in Gushan.

They were controlled by the evil fetus and had no choice.

There were more demons rushing in from a distance to stop Mo Hua.

Mo Hua exuded the aura of divine thoughts and Taoism, which frightened these evil spirits, and then looked at them and asked, "You... don't you want to be free? "

In the dark, cause and effect flow.

Some of the evil spirits that ate Shen Qingsheng's soul eliminated their resentment and became more clear-headed.

They turned around with half fear and half gratitude, guarding in front of Mo Hua and resisting the attacks of other demons.

And then there was one, and then there was the second.

More and more evil spirits in Gushan began to turn against Mo Hua and stood on his side.

They didn't want to become ghosts, and they also wanted to be freed from this endless nightmare of oppression and slavery. .

The evil spirits of Gushan formed a "ghost wall" and surrounded Mo Hua in the middle.

Outside, more and more strange-looking demons crawled towards Mo Hua along the tree of divine power. These demons were evil spirits raised by the evil gods in various places in Ganxuezhou.

Some had ox heads, some had horse faces, some had fish heads, and some had wolf bodies, mixed with human remains, deformed and ugly, densely packed, like a tide, impacting the wall formed by the evil spirits of Gushan·—"·

Most of the demons were stopped.

A few broke through the ghost wall and rushed to Mo Hua, but were also burned to death by his formation.

Mo Hua finally had a chance.

He began to meditate with his eyes closed, communicating with the tree of divine power with his whole body and mind.

Because it was not the first time that Mo Hua was burdened with the cause and effect of the evil fetus of the Dragon King Temple, the tree of divine power did not reject him, but really regarded him as an "evil fetus".

The tree of divine power gave him the authority of the evil god.

Mo Hua's thoughts became the thoughts of the evil god.

An ancient and evil will descended on Mo Hua. At that moment, Mo Hua sat on the bone throne, with his back against the tree of divine power, and countless evil spirits guarding him. He seemed to have become a real young "evil god" who controlled the power of evil.

Thousands of evil spirits surrendered.

Countless demons could not move forward.

The evil fetus roared angrily.

At that moment, Mo Hua had a strong sense of dominance, as if the countless demon armies in front of him were all his slaves, like a dark cloud pressing down on his head.

He only needed to give an order.

These demons would attack cities and plunder land for him. In the world of divine thoughts, they would strangle all powerful enemies and devour the divine thoughts of all cultivators, turning the entire Ganxuezhou world into a battlefield of evil thoughts and a pit of killing.

By then, the Ganxuezhou world would be devastated.

And he was the only "true god" who ruled this world and controlled thousands of evil spirits.

This feeling was so strong that Mo Hua had an impulse to destroy everything and kill everything.

No "human" could resist this temptation.

Fortunately, he was not completely "human". His divine consciousness was partly human, partly divine, and partly integrated with the ruthless way of the demon.

At the critical moment, his cold divinity and ruthless demon nature restrained his desire for power, strength and killing as a human.

Mo Hua's killing desire gradually cooled, and his heart gradually became clear.

He sat on the bone throne, holding the divine power tree, and began to command the demon army to return to the original route, ordering the remaining demons to kill themselves.

After that, he had a thought and completely cut off the connection between the Gushan Temple and the divine power tree, and cut off the supply of the Gushan Temple.

The chain of cause and effect was broken.

The tide of demons was stopped like a cliff, and the wronged souls and evil ghosts dispersed.

The evil spirit in the temple was gone.

The supply of the evil fetus was also completely cut off.

The shadow of the divine power tree was gradually disappearing. After doing all this, Mo Hua stood up from the bone throne, looked down at the evil fetus in the center of the temple, and his eyes showed murderous intent.

"This time, you are dead!"

The evil fetus was angry and let out a deformed roar, but it was useless.

Mo Hua clenched his palm, transformed into a broken golden sword, and killed the evil fetus again.

Huang Shanjun urged his divine thoughts to control the body of the evil fetus.

For the evil fetus, this was a real "external and internal trouble".

The divine power tree was occupied by Mo Hua, the power of the demon was cut off, and the evil fetus fell into a "isolated and helpless" situation.

The seemingly powerful evil fetus became an empty shell with a strong exterior and a weak interior.

After that, it was still a hard fight. Although Mo Hua was scarred, he became more and more courageous, and the golden light on Huang Shanjun's body became more and more intense.

Finally, the power of good and evil in the evil fetus reached the critical value again.

The blood light of the evil fetus and the golden light of Huang Shanjun, one on the left and the other on the right, almost occupied half each.

Huang Shanjun wanted to break away, but he was stuck to the blood and flesh of the evil fetus and could not be separated at all, nor could he go any further and control the entire evil body.

The two were deadlocked.

At this moment, Mo Hua said, "Shan Jun, I'm here to help you!"

He pointed his finger together, and a golden formation appeared, overlapping and locking Huang Shan Jun and the evil fetus together.

Then Mo Hua held his hands in the air, raised them above his head, and his eyes focused. His whole aura changed, and the majestic and vast sword intent gathered in his hands.

Huang Shan Jun's pupils trembled.

A familiar memory from the soul gradually revived.

"This is-"

Taixu Sword of God Slaying? !

The final sword style of Taixu Divine Mind Sword Transformation True Art? !

Isn't this the sword art that only the old monks in Taixu Sect who have comprehended the sword art for hundreds of years can comprehend?

He has learned it at such a young age? !

Huang Shan Jun was a little bit unbelievable for a while.

And he soon discovered that Mo Hua's sword art was different from the one that chopped him that year.

That sword back then contained the ancient and pure Taixu sword intent, the two yin and yang flowed, as vast as the stars.

And Mo Hua's sword was too complicated.

There were so many messy things mixed in this sword.

There were formations, sword arts, five elements, Taixu sword intent, and even a trace of ruthlessness and selflessness, which made Huang Shanjun, a god, feel that the law of Tao was strange and mysterious——

"How could it be——·Demon?!"

Huang Shanjun was speechless.

The evil fetus was divided between good and evil, and was temporarily controlled by the formation. The endless demons dispersed. At this time, no one in the temple could stop Mo Hua from accumulating this sword.

The sword formation of Duanjin, Guishui, Kaishan, and Lihuo was fused into one.

The ancient Taixu sword intent was mighty.

The Heavenly Demon Dao of cutting off emotions and cutting off myself, cutting off everything, sharpened the sword.

Boundless murderous intent condensed in Mo Hua's hands.

Even the dead evil fetus felt terrified.

"Cut!"

When the law circulated, the Taixu Sword of God Slashing was completely condensed, the sword light was dazzling, Mo Hua's eyes were firm, and he shouted in a low voice,

Then he slashed with force.

The five elements circulated, and the Taixu Sword of God Slashing, which was a combination of the formation and the sword, shone brightly, like a river hanging upside down in the sky, and slashed down with a bang.

For a moment, the extremely dazzling sword light poured down and slashed in the center of the evil fetus.

Under such an amazing divine sword, the evil fetus at the peak of the third level could not bear it, and its evil god body began to break bit by bit.

The skin and flesh as hard as armor were bitten and strangled by the sword energy over and over again.

The Taixu sword intent was mighty.

If one sword energy could not cut it, then ten, a hundred, or even a thousand.

In addition to the sword energy, there were also the power of the five elements formations such as Broken Gold, Gui Water, and Li Fire, which flowed endlessly.

Once a crack is cut, the Heavenly Demon Dao will take advantage of the opportunity to enter and completely destroy the vitality--·

Finally, thousands of sword beams bloomed, and the amazing sword intent swept out, raging like a tsunami, making the entire temple shaky.

When the fluctuations of this shocking sword intent came out, Master Gu and others outside the temple couldn't help but look horrified.

The most shocked was Xun Ziyou.

In particular, the familiar but unfamiliar, powerful and heart-pounding sword intent made his face change drastically and unbelievable.

"Could this be--? The true art of Taixu Divine Mind Transforming Sword?!"

"Is it the Divine Mind Sword Art that has been sealed for hundreds of years in the Taixu Sect and has been listed as a forbidden art?"

"Impossible--"

"Hasn't this sword art been lost?"

"Who is using it?"

"It can't be---It's Mo Hua, right?"

Xun Ziyou took a breath of cold air and trembled all over.