Asking about longevity

The demon flag must be obtained, but I may not be able to defeat this manager...

Mo Hua pondered silently in his heart.

This demon cultivator manager is at the peak of foundation building, experienced, bloody, holding a black demon flag, and has the ability to transform into a demon.

Although he feels not as good as the Fire Buddha, he looks very difficult.

Especially in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, there are many demon cultivators, and he is alone, it is even more difficult to start...

"Steal?"

Mo Hua's mind moved.

After that, he carefully watched the demon cultivator manager's every move and found that this demon cultivator manager was cunning and vigilant.

The black demon flag was also carried by him, hidden in the deepest part of the storage bag, and would not be used easily.

Even when sleeping, practicing, and meditating, he would put the storage bag in his arms.

It is obvious that this demon flag is extremely important.

It is even possible that the flag is there and the person is alive, but the flag is lost and the person is dead...

"I can't steal it..."

Mo Hua shook his head.

This old demon cultivator really won't give a chance easily.

"Since you won't let me steal," Mo Hua's eyes were slightly cold, "then I can only find a way to kill him..."

After that, Mo Hua still used the spiritual vision array to monitor the demon cultivator manager from time to time.

This demon cultivator manager was very strong. Mo Hua didn't know what kind of demon skills he practiced, what he looked like after being transformed into a demon, and what kind of four-symbol demon patterns were engraved on his body.

And this manager had the demon flag in his hand. In this Ten Thousand Demon Prison, he didn't need to do it himself when he encountered some disturbances, and he wouldn't reveal his cards.

But any enemy will have flaws, such as humans, monsters, and demon cultivators.

Mo Hua still waited patiently for the opportunity.

Until late at night.

Mo Hua guessed it was late at night.

The Ten Thousand Demon Valley was dark and the time was unknown, but at some "late night" times, these demon cultivators would be much quieter.

Late at night, this manager went out alone, his movements were suspicious, and he didn't know how many detours he took.

Mo Hua followed him and lost him.

"What are you doing sneaking around?"

Mo Hua frowned, and then crawled back to the secret room of the formation along the formation axis passage. He communicated with his spiritual consciousness and restored the formation with his spiritual vision. Finally, in a remote corner, he found the trace of the missing manager.

This demon cultivator manager appeared in the demon beast prison.

Mo Hua was startled, and then crawled along the formation axis passage to the vicinity of the prison.

The prison was still bloody and there were many demon beasts, but the patrolling demon cultivators were gone.

I don't know if they were changing shifts or taking a break.

Mo Hua searched for a while, and finally found the figure of the manager in a prison.

This is an independent prison with thick stone walls, and a demon beast was trapped inside.

Mo Hua glanced at it and was a little surprised.

He had actually seen this demon beast before.

It was the black bear demon...

Before entering the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, he tampered with the chain, and the black bear demon broke free and killed two demon cultivators.

Unexpectedly, he encountered it again after entering the Ten Thousand Demons Valley.

At this time, the black bear demon was tied up by a bigger chain, with shackles on his body, and the formations were stacked up, so he couldn't move at all.

And the demon cultivator manager was draining the blood of the black bear demon.

He took out a sharp knife and a white porcelain plate, and stabbed the black bear's paw with a knife. Blood flowed and fell into the white porcelain plate.

The black bear demon's eyes were angry, and he was violent. He struggled a few times, but couldn't break free.

The manager looked greedy, picked up the porcelain plate, drank the black bear blood, and then licked his lips, revealing his long ugly fangs.

After drinking, the manager was still unsatisfied and murmured:

"The black bear paw blood is really delicious, but it's a pity that this is the second elder's 'forbidden meat'..."

Mo Hua suddenly realized.

The second elder...

No wonder the manager only dared to drink secretly and didn't dare to let other demon cultivators find out.

Moreover, he didn't dare to drink too much at one time.

If he drinks too much, the black bear monster will lose too much blood. When the second elder comes back, he will definitely notice it and will not let him off.

After the demon cultivator manager finished drinking a dish of blood, he looked at the black bear monster reluctantly.

He wanted to drink another bowl, but he didn't dare.

He suppressed his hunger and thirst, put away the sharp knife and porcelain plate, looked around, and confirmed that no one noticed, then turned and left.

Mo Hua glanced at the big black bear who was suppressing his anger, then raised his head and looked at the "stealing" manager, thinking.

The manager who came out of the prison suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

He turned around, his eyes were sinister, and looked around, but there was nothing around, only the sound of the monster beast struggling and roaring.

The manager couldn't help but frown.

"These few days, why do I always feel that someone is watching me..."

But this is the Ten Thousand Demon Prison, where did the people come from?

The demon cultivators are not right.

How could ordinary demon cultivators, with demonic aura, hide it from me?

"Could it be... that some evil 'demon' has targeted him?"

The steward thought of the strange and evil demon refining picture and shuddered inexplicably.

"Impossible," the steward shook his head slightly, "the demons are all locked in the picture, how could they run out..."

The steward's eyes fixed and he turned and left.

Mo Hua stayed in the prison, looking at the black bear demon, and gradually came up with a plan in his mind.

He followed the passage and climbed to the demon cultivator's canteen.

Demon cultivators also have a canteen.

This was discovered by Mo Hua before.

In the canteen, there are both stoves and alchemy furnaces.

The stove is used to stew some demon beast meat.

Generally, casual cultivators cannot afford spiritual meat, so they can only eat demon meat, but they only eat the meat of herbivorous demon beasts.

Because carnivorous demon beasts must eat humans.

But the demon cultivators are different. They want to "eat" people directly, so they don't care whether they are raw or cold, and they eat all kinds of demon beasts.

The alchemy furnace next to them is used for refining pills.

But this alchemy furnace is a simple alchemy furnace, and it does not refine complicated evil medicines, but refines pills like "Bigu Pills" that are used as food for demon beasts.

Both the stove and the alchemy furnace are condensed with a thick layer of blood stains, with a disgusting fishy smell.

Mo Hua covered his mouth and nose, and picked some raw meat, cooked meat, and blood pills that were unknown but contained a lot of blood, and stuffed them into the storage bag.

In order to avoid being discovered, he only picked a little.

After picking, Mo Hua returned to the prison and threw all the meat and pills to the black bear demon.

The black bear demon, who had just been bled and was gasping with his eyes closed, was suddenly startled.

Seeing something thrown in front of him, he kept roaring and snarling.

After seeing clearly that those were food, he sniffed again, then stretched out his big bear paw, pulled the meat in front of him, and ate it voraciously.

But while eating, he also growled.

Mo Hua shook his head.

This big black bear is so stupid...

He doesn't even know the principle of making a fortune quietly.

In this environment, if you have meat, shouldn't you hide it and eat it secretly?

Fill your stomach secretly, restore your vitality, and accumulate strength.

Why is he still shouting while eating, as if he is afraid that someone will come to rob him...

Mo Hua curled his lips, and his evaluation of the big black bear in his heart dropped a level.

This big stupid bear is far less smart than his big tiger.

When he was in the Black Mountain Village and fed the big tiger, it was as smart as a ghost, knowing how to hide the food, sneaking around, so that others would not find it.

He also knew how to "act", pretending to be scarred and pitiful.

Mo Hua felt a little emotional for a while.

"I don't know how the big tiger is doing."

"While I'm away, has anyone fed it dried fish?"

"I wonder when I can go back to see it..."

Mo Hua still misses it a little.

In the prison, the big black bear finished eating the meat and immediately became energetic, with a fierce look in his eyes.

Mo Hua shook his head disappointedly again.

This bear is not good, not sinister at all.

But there are no other monsters at the moment, so just make do with it.

After that, when Mo Hua was free, he would steal some meat to feed the bear monster.

And the blood of this black bear monster was filling up little by little, the demonic energy was getting stronger little by little, and the strength was recovering little by little.

I don't know how long it took, probably after Mo Hua sent seven more heavenly stems and earthly branches to Elder Xun, the manager finally sneaked out of the room in the dead of night and walked towards the prison in the monitoring of the spiritual vision array.

He was going to steal blood to drink again.

Mo Hua was refreshed.

He arrived at the prison one step ahead of time, hiding in a corner, blending into the darkness without revealing a trace of breath.

Like an invisible, dangerous evil spirit.

After an incense stick, the demon cultivator manager walked into the prison.

As usual, he released his spiritual sense and scanned the area.

However, he was a demon cultivator, with a strong body but weak spiritual sense. Moreover, after becoming a demon, his mind was disordered and his spiritual sense declined to a certain extent, so he could not find the ink painting at all.

What's more, he was extremely hungry at this time.

In the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, the "food" of demon cultivators was not good.

The blood of the black bear paw was a rare delicacy.

Under the unbearable hunger and thirst, the manager looked greedy and could not wait to approach the black bear monster, taking out a sharp knife and wanting to bleed it.

But as soon as he approached, something unexpected happened.

The fishy wind was strong, and the black bear, which had closed its eyes, suddenly opened its eyes, roared, and slapped the demon cultivator manager with its huge bear claws.

The big black bear was a little smarter, knowing to wait for the manager to get close before attacking.

But not much smarter, he didn't wait for the manager to get close, and attacked when there was no way to avoid it.

The manager's eyes trembled, and he immediately retreated.

But he was still rubbed by the bear's paw, half of his body was numb, and half of his arm was also rubbed with blood.

The bear monster has a strong body and is at the top among the monsters.

What's more, this is a late second-grade bear monster.

The monster power is full, and under the sudden attack, even if it was only rubbed, the manager was seriously injured.

"Evil beast!"

Looking at his bloody arm, the manager was shocked and angry.

He didn't expect that he had been guarding the Ten Thousand Monster Prison for so many years, and he had always been safe and sound, but today he was overturned in the ditch and fell into the trap of this evil beast!

The manager quickly retreated another step.

The black bear monster leaped forward, but was immediately restrained by the shackles, strangling its throat and locking its claws, making it difficult to move forward.

The manager breathed a sigh of relief.

But at the same time, he was also confused.

The black bear monster was seriously injured and had never been fed. It had always been dying. How could it be so strong now?

"Fortunately, it is tied with chains..."

On the chains, there was a late second-grade formation, and the monster could not break free.

If it were not restrained by the shackles, it would definitely be seriously injured if it was suddenly slapped by this evil beast.

The manager was thankful.

But at this moment, a subtle "creaking" sound was heard.

The manager looked in the direction of the sound, and his expression changed immediately.

The formation on the chain was dimming and fading little by little...

And without the reinforcement of the formation, the chain was also twisted and deformed little by little under the powerful force of the black bear monster until it was completely broken.

Before the chain was completely broken, the manager had already taken a step forward and retreated.

But the big black bear that broke the chain was one step faster. It arrived later but was the first to attack, and suddenly pounced on the manager.

The steward's pupils shrank, and he dared not hold back. His eyes flashed red, and he roared. His body suddenly swelled. His arms were covered with hair, turning into gray bear paws, and his fingertips turned into black claws.

This steward was a grizzly bear demon cultivator.

At this time, facing the black bear demon that was as big as a hill, the steward was under great pressure and had to go all out and use his demonic methods.

A grizzly bear demon cultivator and a black bear demon beast fought together.

For a while, the demon power in the prison was surging, and the blood was everywhere.

The demon cultivator and the demon beast fought desperately, roaring continuously, punching each other, blood splashing, and it was very intense.

After fighting for a while, the demonized steward tore the black bear's chest with one claw, and then retreated with the force, pulling away several feet away, gasping for breath on the spot.

His body was covered with scars.

Moreover, fighting head-on with a late-stage second-grade demon beast, even though he was a demon cultivator, was extremely strenuous, his flesh and blood were trembling, and his bones were numb.

On the other side, the black bear demon did not pursue him anymore.

Although it was a demon beast with surging blood and energy, it was injured after all, and only ate the meat and blood pills that Mo Hua secretly fed it, and its strength had not fully recovered.

So after fighting for a while, it did not eat the steward in one go, and it was a little bit lacking in strength.

But its eyes gradually became fierce, and its saliva dripped down bit by bit.

And outside the prison, there was a sound.

It seemed that there was a battle here, the demon power was surging, and the movement was too loud, so it attracted the patrolling and stationed demon cultivators.

The steward "tsk" and looked dissatisfied.

Despite being cautious, it was still discovered.

But it didn't matter, as long as he threatened and warned them to keep these demon cultivators secret and not let the second elder know about it.

Moreover, if someone comes, they can help to subdue the bear monster, so that he won't be alone.

"Just hold on for a while..."

The manager began to concentrate and confront the black bear.

But he was stunned when he glanced at it, and then his heart suddenly shuddered.

He saw the chain that bound the black bear monster.

There was some wet red liquid on the chain.

At first he thought it was monster blood, but now he looked closely and found that it was not pure monster blood, but more like a mixture of monster blood...

Spiritual ink?

"Spiritual ink?!"

The manager's pupils suddenly widened.

This spiritual ink is fresh and has not dried up and changed color.

Obviously someone used this spiritual ink to draw a formation and tampered with the chain!

How is it possible? !

The manager's thoughts were confused for a while, and before he could think about it carefully, he suddenly felt a chill on his back and his scalp couldn't help but numb.

There is someone behind him...!

The manager turned pale and turned his head immediately, but he was tall and did not see Mo Hua even when he turned his head.

Just at this moment, a firelight appeared in the darkness.

Two dazzling flames ignited in the prison.

Those were two fireballs.

The powerful and profound fluctuations of divine thoughts spread in an instant.

The two fireballs collided rapidly under the strong pressure of divine consciousness, and the internal structure of the technique collapsed and fused with each other, producing a distorted and terrible spiritual power fusion force.

A dark-colored mutant fireball with magma flowing on the surface, like a meteorite, condensed.

A pair of white hands pressed this "meteorite" on the back of the demon cultivator manager.

The terrifying spiritual power fluctuations were suddenly released.

The mutated flames raged out.

The demon cultivator manager, who was at the peak of foundation building and had transformed into a demon, felt a sudden burning pain in his chest, and flames poured out in front of his eyes. When he looked down, he saw a dark hole in his chest.

The flesh and blood at the hole were burnt black.

The flesh and blood were wriggling and growing, and were burned to ashes by the remaining flames.

"What kind of horrible spell is this?!"

The manager looked horrified and unbelievable.

Between life and death, he immediately reached out and took out his storage bag, wanting to take out the flesh and blood pill from the storage bag to curb his injuries.

He didn't want to die!

But as soon as he took out the storage bag, he felt a fishy smell.

Something was approaching.

Then a bloody mouth bit his shoulder.

The black bear demon was startled by the flame of the small meteorite technique, but recovered in an instant. Seeing that the demon cultivator's manager was seriously injured, his eyes immediately turned red, and he rushed up with a fishy wind, biting the manager's upper body tightly with his mouth as hard as steel.

The manager wanted to struggle, but suddenly his fingertips slipped and his hands were empty.

It seemed that someone took the opportunity to rob his storage bag!

The manager was furious, and then his heart was completely cold.

He knew that he had no chance of survival...

The black bear demon on the side was not polite, chewing his body with a bloody mouth.

The manager tried his best to struggle and wanted to turn around, to take a look, to see clearly.

He was unwilling in his heart, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"What on earth... killed me..."

But when he looked behind him with a bloody vision, he found that there was nothing behind him, no human figure or monster.

No one tampered with the chain.

There was no one who cast that horrible spell.

There was no one who robbed his storage bag.

The demon cultivator's manager, with tears in his eyes and blood in his mouth, said word by word:

"Who is it..."

But before he could finish, with a "crack", his body was completely bitten off by the black bear.

When the other demon cultivators arrived, they could only see their manager being cut into two pieces by a huge black bear, which then stuffed the pieces into his mouth and gnawed them bit by bit.

"Evil beast!"

"Hurry up and save the manager!"

"Fuck!"

"Kill this beast!"

For a moment, the demon cultivators were excited and in chaos.

The black bear demon ate a human, which aroused its ferocity. It roared and rushed towards other demon cultivators.

The demon cultivators could not resist and were directly knocked several feet away.

The black bear demon rushed out of the prison and still did not give up. Its eyes were bloodshot. While its claws were as sharp as the wind, it pounced on the demon cultivators and crashed around, making the stone walls rumble.

The other trapped demon beasts also responded to each other and became ferocious.

The entire Ten Thousand Demon Prison, all the demons roared, and for a moment it was like a frying pan dripping with cold water, and it was boiling.

Even Elder Xun, who was outside the Ten Thousand Demon Prison, could vaguely feel the noise and turmoil in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley.

"Turbulence in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley?!"

The elders and disciples of the inner sects of Taixu Sect and Chongxu Sect were startled and looked extremely serious.

Xun Ziyou was even more worried, and immediately sent a message to Mo Hua:

"What happened?"

In the Ten Thousand Demons Valley.

Mo Hua was still in the prison. When the black bear monster and other demon cultivators rushed out and made a mess, he quietly took action and completely wiped out the traces of the formation on the chain.

After that, Mo Hua checked again.

The formation was wiped out by himself.

The prison was in ruins, and some traces were destroyed by the bear monster.

The spell scars of the small meteorite were left on the demon cultivator manager.

But the manager was eaten by the black bear monster.

"Perfect!"

Mo Hua nodded, making sure that there was no evidence left, and then got up and left.

He dodged left and right, avoiding the demon group, found a place where no one noticed, followed the formation hub passage, and returned to the formation hub secret room.

At this time, he opened the Taixu Order and saw the message from Elder Xun.

Mo Hua replied:

"Nothing, I let a big black bear run away, and the demon cultivators are playing with the bear..."

Outside the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, Elder Xun, who was worried about Mo Hua, looked very excited for a moment after seeing Mo Hua's reply.

He looked up at the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, which was faintly shaking, and couldn't help sighing:

"This bear kid is too troublesome..."