Asking about longevity

Chapter 971 Collapse of God (Additional update for leader Q Chai~)

The sword light receded and all fluctuations ceased.

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In the temple hall, there was deathly silence all around, except for the slight sound of Mo Hua exhaling after trying his best.

After several fierce battles, this strike of the God-Slaying Sword had almost exhausted all his spiritual energy.

In the middle of the hall, the evil fetus was also divided into two.

Half of it was blood red, full of deformed sarcomas, and the demon stumps were fused together to form a ram-horned monster like a flesh-and-blood embryo.

The other half is a golden body.

Wearing golden armor and majestic weapons, although half of his body was chopped off, he still had the pure aura of a god.

It is Huangshanjun.

The scene in front of him was also in line with Mo Hua's prediction.

The gap between the realms between him and this evil fetus is too great. Even if he uses the God-Slaying Sword, he may not be able to kill it completely.

What's more, this is a "stillbirth", and it is difficult to define how it is considered dead.

Once you can't kill him, all your previous efforts will be in vain.

Therefore, ink painting can only find another way.

By using the sharpness of the God-Slaying Sword and the law of the Heavenly Demon's Love-Slaying Way, he can cut off the good and the evil, split the divine body, and completely separate the Huangshan Lord from the evil fetus.

In this way, Huangshan Jun can be saved.

At the same time, it can also greatly weaken the evil fetus's strength.

And Huangshan Jun is his "friend". As long as he is out of the control of the evil fetus, he will naturally be his helper.

In this way, it is equivalent to using half of the evil fetus's strength for his own use.

He can be invincible, and this evil fetus can only be manipulated by himself.

But now, the purpose of ink painting has finally been achieved.

Huangshan Jun was finally rescued by him.

Huangshan Jun also stared slightly, a little unbelievable.

"They actually...separated..."

On the wound of the god's body, there was a trace of the aura of Zhanwoqing, which completely isolated all auras and severed his connection with the evil fetus.

Is it because of...the Demonic Way?

Is this little kid a human, a god, or a demon?

How could he possibly cultivate the devil's path? How could it be possible to learn...

Huangshan Jun was amazed and puzzled.

Mo Hua let out a long sigh of relief, slowly stood up straight, and said with a smile, "Tiger..."

Halfway through the words, the smile on Mo Hua's face solidified again, and his expression gradually became serious.

Xie Fei and Huangshan Jun were completely severed.

There is a clear distinction between good and evil.

But Huangshan Jun, who clearly only had pure spiritual thoughts, began to ooze blood threads bit by bit, and the blood threads turned black bit by bit, pus and blood formed, carrion grew, and became contaminated bit by bit.

The ink painting is silent.

Huangshan Jun looked at all this and seemed not surprised. He raised his head and looked at the ink painting and sighed softly:

"I told you, you can't save me."

"I am the evil fetus, and the evil fetus is me..."

"Even if I am separated and become a god again, I will still continue to transform into the evil god bit by bit..."

Mo Hua's eyes dimmed a bit.

The majestic Huangshan Jun's eyes became gentle, looking at the ink painting with half regret and half gratitude:

"However, you did help me...give me a chance to settle this feud, defend the dignity of the gods, no longer suffer the humiliation of the Great Wild Evil God, and free myself from this never-ending nightmare..."

Mo Hua was startled and slowly raised his head, "Tiger, you..."

The evil spirit was still spreading, Huang Shanjun's momentum changed, and in the bright golden light, he transformed into the god's true form, a huge Huang Taixian.

His origin is burning, and his magical power surges to the extreme, even to the edge of self-destruction.

Mo Hua understood what Huangshanjun was going to do, and immediately felt shocked and shouted: "Tiger!"

Huangshan Jun turned back and stared at the ink painting with his narrow eyes. There was a determination to die in his eyes, and at the same time there was also deep hesitation and hesitation.

It seemed as if heaven and man were at war in his mind, and he was struggling with something.

This matter seemed to be more important than his life and death.

Finally, he took a deep look at Mo Hua, his eyes were complicated, with helpless trust mixed with the only hope.

"May I have your name?"

Mo Hua was startled and said: "Mo Hua."

Huangshan Jun nodded and said solemnly: "If we are really friends, I want to ask you something..."

"Take my..." Mr. Huangshan's voice paused, "...leave Gushan."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand what Huangshan Jun was talking about.

"Tiger, what..."

But Huangshan Jun no longer said anything, but waved his sharp claws, using the majestic power of his spiritual thoughts, to slap the ink painting away.

Huangshanjun revealed his true form and was extremely powerful.

Mo Hua couldn't resist this force. He was carried by this divine power and flew outside the hall, landing softly on the ground.

After sending the ink painting out of the hall, Lord Huangshan looked up to the sky and roared loudly. The divine power of the third-level peak began to boil, and finally manifested into mountain peaks.

These peaks are completely condensed by divine power, and their golden light is like substance, completely sealing the entire hall.

Supernatural power, Burial Mountain.

The divine power began to collapse, and the sacred mountain began to collapse.

For a moment, there was a roar like a mountain falling apart.

This astonishing power actually contains a trace of the law of "collapse", which makes Mo Hua's heart palpitate.

Just like the formation disintegrating.

But this disintegration is not due to formations or spiritual power, but to spiritual thoughts.

Huangshan Jun used his magical power to disintegrate his own third-grade spiritual thoughts from the most fundamental source, producing a lethal force that even Mo Hua found terrifying.

If this power explodes, the entire nightmare will turn into ashes and everyone will die.

But just like the disintegration of the formation, the stronger the force, the more convergent it becomes.

In order not to harm Mo Hua, Huangshan Jun also deliberately limited the disintegrating power of his spiritual thoughts to the main hall.

The entire hall was filled with the destructive power of annihilation.

For a moment, Mo Hua even saw the changes in the way of heaven that turned into dark laws after the power of thought collapsed.

In his eyes, the magnificent but terrifying "God-destroying" flower was reflected.

But only for this moment.

Soon, the majestic and violent backflow of spiritual thoughts filled the entire hall.

Then, everything disappeared without a trace and returned to nothingness.

All the breath has disappeared.

The panic in Mo Hua's heart had just subsided. He hesitated for a moment and slowly stepped into the temple. Then he saw that after several fierce battles, the originally crumbling temple was completely in ruins.

Large swaths of the splendid walls were disintegrated into ashes.

There is also a huge pit on the ground.

Beyond that, there is nothing, everything dies, everything is obliterated.

The evil fetus is gone, and so is the Huangshan Lord.

The Guhuang Mountain God, the peak third-level Huangshan Lord, died together with the evil fetus.

"Tiger, dead..."

Mo Hua felt slightly sour in his heart.

Suddenly the cause and effect energy trembled.

Mo Hua was startled, let go of his consciousness, and scanned the temple again, only to find a faint golden light in the middle of the hall.

Mo Hua took a closer look and slowly opened his eyes.

Divine essence!

This is a wisp of pure golden, third-grade divine essence!

"Tiger?"

Mo Hua felt it and sighed, feeling a little regretful.

This is pure divine essence without any trace of will.

The tiger is completely dead.

This golden essence is more like... a "gift" left to me by the tiger.

This is the pure golden third-grade divine essence.

The marrow is much purer and more precious than the previous ones.

Ink painting can even sense an opportunity for spiritual consciousness to break through the twenty lines.

Mo Hua was grateful, but also a little confused.

"Tiger treats me so well, does he... want me to do something?"

Mo Hua remembered Tiger's last words again:

"If we are really friends...take mine...and leave the Lonely Mountain."

What to bring?

Divine essence?

It's possible...

But Mo Hua felt that something was not right. Somehow, he always felt that this essence was specially reserved for him by Huangshan Jun.

Because the essence that comes to your mouth cannot be let go.

It is impossible for Huangshan Jun not to understand how powerful the temptation of divine marrow is to gods and even god-like existences.

What's more, looking at Huangshan Jun's troubled expression at that time, it was obvious that what he said was a more important request...

He didn't even dare to say it.

"What could it be?"

Mo Hua frowned, confused for a moment.

He thought about it for a moment, and suddenly his head trembled, a stone fell down, cracked into threads, and there were slight cracks on the ground.

"not good……"

Mo Hua suddenly realized that the evil fetus had died and the nightmare began to collapse.

"Elder Xun..."

Mo Hua quickly stood up, wanting to see how Elder Xun and the others were doing, and whether they had been affected, but as soon as he took a step, a huge repulsive force came, and the space split open, forming a virtual and real vortex, which completely pulled Mo Hua inside.

The evil fetus is the center of the nightmare.

As soon as the evil fetus died, the entire nightmare began to collapse from the temple.

Mo Hua bore the brunt and was sent away first.

After the ink painting disappeared, the dream was still collapsing little by little.

In the corner of the main hall, where no one noticed, not even the ink painting noticed, half of the dragon bone still remained.

On the keel, there remains a wisp of the disintegrating power of divine thoughts.

This disintegrating force disintegrated the dragon's bones bit by bit.

The dragon energy on the keel is also resisting this destructive force.

Suddenly the keel trembled, revealing an eye. This eye was cloudy and old, and it was the second elder's eye.

He took a deep look at the place where the ink painting disappeared, and muttered the name in his mouth:

"Ink painting..."

Then the dragon energy dissipated and the dragon bones completely disintegrated.

But before the keel disintegrated, the dream collapsed first. The residual thoughts of the second elder that were parasitic on the keel also left the nightmare and drifted to who knows where...

…

Ganxue state boundaries.

Qian Dao Sect.

At the same time that the evil fetus died, a layer of evil and hazy mist of cause and effect dissipated.

The ancestor of the Shen family, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, covered his chest, and felt palpitations in his heart for no reason.

"what happened……"

The ancestor of the Shen family frowned and counted with his fingers. His expression immediately changed drastically and he called out: "Here comes someone!"

A close elder of the Shen family came in and said, "Ancestor."

"Quickly," the ancestor of the Shen family said in a trembling voice, "go to Gushan and eliminate the consequences of your karma..."

A close elder of the Shen family was startled and said in a low voice: "Ancestor, the movement is too big, I'm afraid it will cause other families to notice..."

"I can't care about so much anymore, go quickly!" The ancestor of the Shen family scolded, "Send all the people who can adjust it and use fire magic, fire talismans, and fire arrays to burn all those things..."

It was the first time for Elder Shen to see his ancestor be so rude. He immediately felt a chill in his heart and realized that the problem might be more serious than he thought.

"Yes!" The elder of the Shen family bowed and then hurriedly retreated.

The ancestor of the Shen family sat there with a frown on his face, still feeling uneasy.

"How could it be leaked..."

"Also, where did this ancient evil spirit come from? Who is it... Even I can hide it..."

...

At the same time when the ancestor of the Shen family was shocked.

Taixu Sect, Elder Residence.

Mr. Xun, who was fiddling with the compass and recording something, was also startled.

He returned the current calculation of the compass to its place, and then deduced the direction of Gushan. His expression suddenly changed, and he pinched a sword talisman and sent it out.

Soon, Xun Zixian came over and said respectfully:

"Ancestor."

Mr. Xun said in a deep voice: "There is no time to lose, you take some elders of the sect and go to Gushan immediately."

"Gushan?"

"There... a great cause and effect has emerged," Mr. Xun said solemnly, "and... the ink painting is also there."

Xun Zixian's heart trembled, and he nodded immediately:

"Okay!"

...

Not only the ancestors of Qiandao Sect and Taixu Sect, but also some ancestors of other major families and major sects have noticed the abnormality.

"There is something strange in the northwest..."

"Shen's territory?"

"Send someone there..."

"Don't alert the enemy, don't alarm the Shen family..."

"Find out as much information as you can..."

"This old fox also has his moments of failure..."

"See if you can catch some clues..."

"If you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet..."

"...Find a way to get a bite of the fat meat."

News came out from the top leaders of the noble families and sects, and groups of cultivators, either openly or secretly, pretending to be unintentional, or intentionally gathered towards Gushan...

The situation changed, and undercurrents began to surge.

...

Gushan, in the temple.

Mo Hua woke up in a daze, unable to open his eyes for a while, with a little tinnitus. In the hazy air, he heard someone mumbling, and the sound of a blade cutting flesh and blood.

"The royal descendants of the Great Wilderness..."

"...What's so great about it...After all, you are just a puppet of the Lord God, a higher-level slave..."

"Your only use is your bloodline."

"...The royal bloodline is the foundation of the Great Wilderness Dragon."

"Now, this dragon pattern has been developed and will usher in its new owner, and you...are not worthy, you will follow your ambition and be buried forever at the bottom of this lonely mountain..."

...

This voice is hoarse like a beast, not like a human voice.

Mo Hua tried his best to open his eyes, and could vaguely see a blurry figure, and then his vision gradually became clear.

He saw the scene in front of him.

A pale-skinned, distorted human demon was peeling Shen Tu Ao's skin.

This scene was bloody.

What surprised Mo Hua even more was that the top of the pale human demon's head, at some point, revealed another human head.

This human head was not a real thing, but a bloody shadow.

The face is gentle, but with a hint of madness, the temperament is elegant, but with a hint of tyranny.

Although he has never seen this face, through the bond of cause and effect, Mo Hua intuitively guessed his identity at the first time:

Mr. Tu!

This pale human demon is actually Mr. Tu's flesh and blood puppet!

At the same time that Mo Hua opened his eyes, "Mr. Tu" who was parasitic on the human demon also noticed something unusual.

It held the sacrificial knife in its right hand and the unpeeled human skin in its left hand. It turned its head grimly and looked at Mo Hua, with confusion in its ferocious pupils.

"You...are not dead?"

"Impossible...you have entered the nightmare of the Lord God, it is impossible for you not to die, it is impossible for you to escape..."

"The Lord God..."

"Mr. Tu" felt it in his heart, and then his whole expression changed, becoming extremely terrified:

"Where is the Lord God?!"

"Why is my Lord... gone?!"

His eyes suddenly became extremely ferocious, staring at Mo Hua, screaming at the top of his lungs:

"What did you do?"

"Quick! Tell me!"

"Where is my Lord's divine fetus?!"

"Why is it gone?!!"