Asking about longevity

After the soul was destroyed, Mr. Wu's remaining divine thoughts, with a stream of blood, dissipated around.

This could be "eaten", but although Mr. Wu turned into a yaksha, he was still a person, and he ate people. Mo Hua was a little disgusted and had no appetite, so he condensed a fireball and burned the remaining divine thoughts.

This kind of rotten side dish doesn't matter.

Next, there are better things waiting for him.

He has to keep his appetite and prepare to "eat" a big meal!

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Now that Xie Liu, Shui Yanluo, Xiao Zhenhai, and Mr. Wu are all dead, almost all the enemies in the Dragon King Temple have been cleared.

And under the leadership of the "loyal" believers of the Lord of the Gods, Mo Hua, as a "sacrifice", finally descended on the altar of the Lord of the Great Wilderness.

The essence in Mo Hua's body began to flow, and a faint golden light appeared around his body. His eyes also turned dark gold, and his eyes were majestic and unfathomable.

He looked like a "god".

Then Mo Hua sat on the altar.

The altar welcomed the hypocritical "God Lord".

But this "false god" was very similar to the breath of the Lord of the Great Wilderness.

He even stole part of the power of the Lord of the Great Wilderness and exercised power on behalf of the God Lord. Now he came to the altar and was familiar with it, just like he was at his "home".

The altar also adhered to its "loyalty" and gave power to this false god.

At that moment, endless laws of the avenue were as complicated as rain and meteors.

The rays of light condensed, constantly changing, weaving each other, and merging together to form an endless and vast stream of light.

The stream of light was like a towering tree, rising into the sky, spreading its branches and leaves, covering the entire world.

The tree of divine power!

Mo Hua was at the altar, and in his clear eyes, he once again witnessed these extremely beautiful and terrifying laws, flickering and merging into one, reaching the sky and the earth.

This scene was not the first time he had seen it, but he still felt shocked and fascinated.

"Gods are born with the Tao, and the Tao they uphold and the authority bestowed by heaven are just a branch of this towering tree."

"If one day, I can understand the entire tree of divine power, control the laws of heaven and earth that are as complicated as meteors, and thousands of Taos converge into one heart, does it mean that I can... become an immortal?"

Mo Hua thought with some "wishful thinking" in his heart.

Of course, he also understood that this road is still a long way to go.

He has only understood a little bit of the understanding of the laws of heaven and earth.

He felt that the power of the Great Wilderness Evil God was boundless, incomprehensible, and impossible to completely control, let alone the tree of the origin of the power of the gods that was like the legendary "Jianmu".

The road to immortality is long and arduous.

Mo Hua gathered his thoughts.

"Let's eat first..."

He used his divine consciousness to communicate with the altar, and located his own... no, the tree of the power of the Lord of the Great Wilderness on the "tree of the origin of the power of the gods" woven by the laws of heaven and earth.

Mo Hua stole the power of the gods and controlled the "tree of the power of the gods" of the Lord of the Great Wilderness.

At that moment, the power of the gods was connected with his consciousness.

The tree of the power of the Great Wilderness God unfolded, and the nodes on it lit up one by one. In each node, thousands of demons and evil spirits living in many nightmares and raised by the evil gods were all under his control.

Of course, the top of the tree of the power of the gods was still shrouded in mist.

This is because Mo Hua is at most a young "god" and does not have enough "divine power" to clear the fog and get involved in the Lord of the Great Wilderness, the top divine power.

However, this is enough.

It's just ordering a dish, why do you need such great power?

After Mo Hua sensed the demon node, he began to look for "Yu'er".

Yu'er is easy to find.

In the divine power system of the Lord of the Great Wilderness, Yu'er's status is very special, and the nightmare node where she is located is also brighter.

Compared with other nodes, the aura is also purer, without evil and bloody aura, but with a pure childlike aura.

Mo Hua found Yu'er almost at a glance.

But he looked at Yu'er's node and suddenly frowned.

"It seems... a little dimmer than before, the pure aura is a little lighter, and the weird aura is stronger..."

Why?

Obviously Yu'er followed him, happy every day, like a little bird, running around, why is the aura not as good as before?

Is it an illusion?

Or... I have killed fewer demons these days, so Yu'er's nightmare has been oppressed again?

Mo Hua sighed, "There is no way. For Yu'er, I will do it reluctantly this time and eat more..."

Then he cheered up and officially started to order dishes.

This time he has experience.

Which demons are strong and which are weak;

Which demons are "fat" and which are "thin";

Which demons seem strong, but are vulnerable and can be killed with one punch;

Which demons look weak, but their movements are weird and difficult to kill...

There are also some demons with too much evil energy, which look fat, but after killing them, refining the evil thoughts, there is not much pure mental power left.

There are also some demons that look thin, but the evil nature is only concentrated in the head. After pinching off the head, the remaining evil thoughts are slightly refined, and the remaining mental power is unexpectedly not small...

These are all the experiences he has summed up after "hunting", "refining" and "tasting" the demons of divine thoughts for a long time.

It's a pity that he doesn't have any like-minded "fellow Taoists" in terms of "appreciating monsters". It's really a pity that he has so many experiences but no one to share them with.

Mo Hua shook his head and continued to order for himself.

Compared with before, his appetite was much bigger this time.

The divine consciousness of the nineteen lines is already close to the peak of foundation building. For most second-level demons, even if the qualitative change of the spiritual consciousness is not taken into account, purely in terms of the amount of spiritual consciousness, it has already shown some "crushing" ” trend.

This means that most second-grade monsters can no longer satisfy his "appetite".

And going up to the 19th line, the amount of spiritual consciousness required is even greater. If you want to "eat" your spiritual consciousness to the 20th line, you don't know how many demons and ghosts you have to swallow.

Therefore, cherish every opportunity to "order".

"Ox and horse demons, come first with a thousand..."

"Wolf-headed demon, five hundred first."

"Pig-headed demon, a hundred first...isn't it enough? Then let's make do with fifty."

"The ram's horns are a little short, so I'll order seven..."

"This node looks good, let's do it all..."

…

On the altar, the ink paintings are like mice that have fallen into the rice barn, ordering dishes with great joy.

But as he was lighting up, he was suddenly startled and realized that something was wrong. It seemed that someone was secretly watching him from behind.

Mo Hua slowly turned his head and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Behind him, there was indeed a "thing".

This was a baby, covered in black blood, as if it had just hatched from an embryo. The blood was mixed with amniotic fluid, dirty and bloody.

Its pupils are pitch black, there are two horns on its head, and it exudes a mysterious, ancient, and powerful aura.

Now, it looks at the ink painting silently with empty and indifferent eyes.

The two looked at each other.

A golden infant god looked at a newly hatched black-blooded baby.

There was sudden silence all around.

Mo Hua gradually felt something bad in his heart.

"It's over, it seems... I met a big guy..."

The next moment, he was covered in black blood and looked like an "evil baby". His voice was as vague as a baby's, with a hint of ignorant babble, but it also contained cruel emotions.

Mo Hua frowned slightly, not understanding what it was saying.

The dark evil baby with sheep's horns looked at the ink painting silently, with cold pupils and a hint of confusion.

It seemed that it had just been born, and it was trying its best to remember something. After a while, there was a hint of clarity in its empty eyes. It looked at the ink painting and said in half-baked words:

"You...left it for me...to eat..."

Mo Hua's expression changed, he felt a warning sign in his heart, and he immediately ducked away.

The moment he dodged away, a dark claw suddenly fell down and held him in place, and then the demonic energy raged, as if an innocent spirit was biting him.

Once caught by this devil's claws, the soul will be damaged.

Mo Hua's expression also turned cold. He pointed his hand and a fireball roared out, heading straight for the evil baby with sheep's horns.

The Evil Infant only raised his hand slightly to block the fireball.

Anger appeared on its young but deformed face.

"eat……"

The next moment, it slowly stood up, with evil thoughts surging all over its body, turning into a black energy and heading straight towards the ink painting.

"Not long after I was born, you want to eat me?"

Mo Hua's face was ugly, and he was immediately rude. Golden light surged all over his body, colliding with the dark evil aura.

Suddenly, two powerful spiritual thoughts collided around the altar, causing vibrations to spread around. The table overturned, the offerings were shattered, and the sacrificial statues also had cracks.

In the center of the shock, the golden ink painting and the evil baby covered in black blood were fighting together.

Punch to punch, foot to foot.

This is the simplest and most essential confrontation of spiritual thoughts.

Every time a round of killing occurs, the surroundings of the altar will vibrate.

The evil infant becomes more violent as he fights, and Mo Hua fights harder and harder.

Fists and feet intertwined, golden light and black light intertwined, but for a moment, the two incarnations of divine thoughts were evenly matched, and no one could win.

The evil infant's expression became increasingly grim.

Mo Hua became more and more frightened.

Unable to win...

Ever since he took the path of spiritual knowledge and enlightenment and swallowed the divine marrow, he became a small master of the Tao. In the battle of spiritual thoughts, he has always been invincible in the face of these demons and monsters, punching them one by one.

There is no monster that cannot be defeated with one punch.

If so, give it two punches.

But in this short period of time, he had already punched this little black sheep nearly a hundred times, but he still couldn't take it down.

More than that, Mo Hua didn't even feel that he had the upper hand.

What's even more frightening is that, comparing the two, Mo Hua has a vague feeling that this "evil baby" with ram's horns may be stronger than him at the soul level.

Its weak point lies in the skill of divine thoughts.

It seems that it was hatched not long ago, and its "memory" has not yet recovered, so it only has the instinct to fight, but its killing moves are very unfamiliar, and it has no magical powers at all.

While fighting with ink painting, it is also gradually learning, gradually adapting, gradually mastering, and gradually recovering.

Its gaze is a little more cunning.

Its killing moves are smoother.

The "memory" engraved in the soul is also gradually awakening.

Even while the fists and feet were fighting each other, it began to take the time to use other moves, swallowing clouds and spitting evil mist, turning blood hands out of thin air, chain of wronged souls, frightening stabs, sheep bone halberd, summoning demon march...

These moves are all kinds of, evil, sinister and cruel.

Mo Hua suddenly felt a great pressure, but he could only counter the moves and mobilize the power of his mind to manifest various spells such as fireballs, water blades, quicksand, wooden prisons, and burials, interspersed with various five elements and eight trigrams formations.

Above the altar of the mind, black clouds suddenly covered it, evil fog surged, five-light spells flowed, and array patterns bombarded.

This is a real battle between gods.

With Mr. Wu's strength, even if he didn't die before, he would probably die dozens or hundreds of times even if he was only affected by the aftermath.

After fighting for hundreds of rounds, the goat-horned evil infant suddenly realized something as if by some strange coincidence, and summoned a giant goat-horned evil demon statue from behind, and slapped Mo Hua with a huge palm.

Mo Hua had never thought that this evil infant could do this, and was caught off guard, so he could only set up an iron wall formation to defend himself, and then mobilized the golden light to cover his body, and took the move of the golem.

The giant palm slapped down, covering the sky and the sun.

Then a rumble sounded.

The iron wall array glowed, held up for a while, and then broke, and the giant palm slammed down and hit Mo Hua.

For a moment, the evil mist was like a tide, and the golden light collapsed.

Under the collision, the overflowing divine thoughts were like river waves.

When everything dissipated, Mo Hua still stood in the field, his divine thoughts were motionless, only his face was slightly pale.

The evil infant did not move again.

After the battle with Mo Hua, its instincts were stimulated, and its innate memory seemed to have recovered a lot, and its eyes were more agile.

At this time, looking at Mo Hua, there was a little more thought and confusion in the originally empty eyes:

"You are very powerful... like a god, but you are not yet."

"You have humanity, but you are not completely human."

"You don't have magical powers, but you can use formations..."

"Weird... In my memory inheritance, it seems... there is no such weird existence as you..."

Its voice was intermittent, obviously childish, but very gloomy, with some tearing timbre.

Finally, it looked at Mo Hua and said solemnly:

"Submit to me, and I will forgive your blasphemous crimes."

"Submit to me, and die for me."

"When I fully awaken, I can grant you supreme divine power, a respected position, and unparalleled authority..."

Mo Hua's eyelids jumped.

I fully awaken...

Is this evil infant a "body" of the Great Wilderness Evil God?

Or is it a real "divine fetus" of the Lord of the Great Wilderness? !

"Not good..."

Mo Hua's soul was in pain.

He had used the "Shocking God Sword" too many times before, first killing Shui Yanluo, then shocking Xiao Zhenhai, and the accumulated injuries broke out.

Now he was facing this little black lamb who was almost a "divine fetus" head-on, fighting for so many rounds, and in a hurry, he also took a big slap from the goat-horned demon statue. No matter how strong his divine consciousness was, he couldn't hold on at this time.

What's more dangerous is that if this little black lamb is really a "divine fetus"...

That means it was born with the innate memory of the Great Desolate Evil God.

I have only lived for twenty years, while the Great Desolate Evil God has lived for tens of thousands of years. His knowledge, power, tricks, methods, magical powers, etc. in the way of gods are simply not comparable to me.

And Mo Hua realized it just now.

This little black lamb, in the process of fighting with me, as his innate memory awakens, is gradually learning its innate "inheritance". Not only is his divine consciousness getting stronger, but his methods are also increasing.

Occasionally, he even instinctively uses magical methods that he himself doesn't know where they come from.

And I have become the "grindstone" for this goat-horned evil baby, this evil god's "divine fetus", to grow step by step.

Mo Hua's face is a little ugly.

He has always been the one to sharpen others.

Unexpectedly, someone is here to sharpen him now.

Using himself as a "grindstone", he is not afraid of breaking the knife.

Mo Hua snorted in his heart.

But he also knew that he had to find a way to quickly resolve the battle and get rid of this divine fetus lamb.

Otherwise, once it fully awakens and controls its own inheritance, with his current strength, he will definitely not be its opponent.

Mo Hua looked at the goat-horned evil infant in front of him and asked:

"Are you the 'divine fetus'?"

The goat-horned evil infant said solemnly: "You should respectfully call me 'Lord' and submit to me. You can live as long as the heaven and earth, and survive all calamities without being immortal..."

Mo Hua was disdainful in his heart.

He was crazy to believe in the pie drawn by the evil god.

"It's okay to submit to you, but you have to agree to one condition of mine." Mo Hua said.

The evil infant looked unhappy.

Obviously, it didn't like to bargain.

For so many years, almost no one dared to bargain with it, the evil god.

Power, fame, disaster, bad luck, all these things, as long as there is charity, are all gifts from God, and mortals are not qualified to refuse.

But the person in front of him is not an ordinary person.

But his divine body has not yet awakened, and his plan has not yet been completed.

This powerful demigod body in his infancy will become his sharpest divine sword once it surrenders.

"What are the conditions?" Xie Ying said in a deep voice.

Mo Hua said, "I have a big appetite and eat a lot."

Xie Ying recalled for a moment, and then said indifferently, "It doesn't matter. I have thousands of demons under my command, and you can devour them."

Mo Hua shook his head, "I have a big appetite now, and I don't think highly of them. If you want me to surrender to you, you must cut off some of my divine essence every day to fill me up."

As soon as these words came out, Xie Ying was furious, and the surroundings were instantly extremely oppressive.

Cut the divine essence?

What a courage!

This boy is a ruthless, arrogant man, and not worthy of being "tamed".

The evil infant stretched out his ugly hand, wanting to summon the evil god statue again, suppress Mo Hua, and then refine him to death bit by bit.

Unexpectedly, Mo Hua raised his hand first and said silently:

"Kill!"

Before he finished speaking, the killing array suddenly rose.

While chatting, Mo Hua had already accumulated his divine thoughts and made preparations. When the evil infant was angry and careless, he suddenly attacked and manifested the Lishan Fire Cremation Complex Array that trapped and killed at the same time.

The rocks rose up and turned into a cage.

The Lihuo burned the mountain, and the flames were like the sea.

The evil infant was powerful and could not fight for a long time. In order to kill the enemy in one fell swoop, Mo Hua did not hold back at all.

The complex array created by the majestic divine thoughts burned the entire altar domain, and the fire was mighty, killing everything.

When the fire stopped, the figure of the evil infant slowly emerged.

Its body was covered with burnt spots, black blood and black ash intertwined, and scars all over.

Its body was burned by the powerful power of the formation and became extremely ugly, and its eyes were also extremely angry.

This is a great disrespect and a great humiliation!

Its soul must be thrown into the Three Thousand Great Prisons, burned by the fire of karma, devoured by demons, and tasted endless pain for generations!

"Your formation is indeed not weak, but do you think you can kill me like this?"

The voice of the evil baby became fierce because of anger.

"Of course not..."

Mo Hua's crisp voice sounded.

The evil baby was startled and turned his head suddenly. He saw that Mo Hua had appeared behind him at some point, with amazing bright golden light flashing in his eyes.

"This is..."

The evil baby felt a chill in his heart.

"Shocking God Sword!"

Mo Hua whispered.

Then, a strong golden sword energy surged around him, intertwined behind him, and condensed into a huge sword prison.

The sword prison was strict and the sword energy was sharp.

The moment the evil infant was stunned, he found himself trapped in the sword prison. Hundreds and thousands of majestic sword lights were slicing his body inch by inch.

Fear seeped into his heart.

It wanted to struggle, but it couldn't muster the courage to struggle. It seemed that it had committed a heinous crime and deserved to be killed.

While the evil infant was shocked by the God-shaking Sword and his mind was in a mess, Mo Hua condensed his right hand and condensed a golden and clumsy short sword with the "Sword Transformation Style".

He held the short sword and approached the evil infant, strangled the neck of the "divine fetus" that had just hatched from the Lord of the Great Wilderness, and with a flash of golden light, pierced its head with the sword.