Asking about longevity

In the glorious and solemn, eerie temple.

Thousands of changing thoughts are intertwined, strong spiritual thoughts are strangled, and vibrations come and go.

Mo Hua and Xie Fei are fighting hard.

In the tense killing situation, Mo Hua seized the opportunity and condensed a fireball.

The fireball roared out and hit the evil fetus, the blackened and fallen "Huangshan Jun", and only a few sparks were exploded.

Huangshan Jun swung a huge bloody claw with his backhand, Mo Hua couldn't avoid it, and a bloody gash was torn out on his arm.

He was shocked and quickly activated the golden marrow to repair his injuries.

And the evil fetus' attack came again in an instant.

A blood-colored halberd with the condensed souls of enemies appeared out of thin air and chopped off his head.

Mo Hua used all his strength to move the water step, narrowly dodging it again and again. Then he held the palm of his backhand and condensed the water prison technique. Seven water prisons were used to tightly bind the evil fetus.

As soon as Xie Fei raised his hand, the water prisons burst apart and dissipated into water light. With a move of his legs, the black shadow flashed and he approached Mo Hua. With just one slap, Mo Hua flew away.

Mo Hua felt severe pain in his bones all over his body. In mid-air, he forcibly adjusted his posture, put his feet on the ground, and slid backwards for a long time before he stabilized his body.

But the next moment, there was a flash of blood, and the evil fetus's killing move came again.

The black blood was like a blade, piercing Mo Hua's heart.

Mo Hua instinctively avoided the vital point, but his shoulder was still stabbed by the bloody blade, and he rolled several times on the ground, looking miserable.

Xie Fei took a step forward and approached the ink painting again.

It clenched its deformed claws, condensed a filthy halberd, and stabbed the ink painting.

But the next moment, golden light suddenly appeared.

Dense formations appeared.

This is the formation secretly manifested by Mo Hua.

The golden light turned into a chain, locking the evil fetus tightly. The surrounding earth fire surged, the magma flowed, and the explosions of spiritual thoughts came one after another, burning the evil fetus' body bit by bit.

With only a slight tug, the evil fetus tore off the chains condensed by the formation one by one, and walked through the sea of ​​fire, as if walking in a hot spring, without any injuries.

Mo Hua's scalp was numb, but before he had time to think about it, a fallen halberd with a sinister aura struck at his waist.

Mo Hua clenched his palm, and the sword array emerged, turning into a sword that broke gold.

The fallen halberd and the broken gold sword are handed over.

The golden sword energy and the black and red evil energy separated each other and strangled each other. The remaining strength directly knocked the ink painting away.

The ink painting shows pain in the tiger's mouth and blood flowing out.

He continued to use the marrow to repair his injuries, but found that part of his marrow had been contaminated by the black blood of the evil fetus.

Mo Hua was heartbroken.

These essences were all obtained through hard work and praise.

Now when it is polluted, it becomes useless.

There was a flash of blood and a fishy wind blowing against his face. Mo Hua knew by feel that the evil fetus was coming to kill again.

When he raised his head, he saw a blade with black blood and carrion on it, piercing his head.

The Broken Gold Sword was broken into pieces. Mo Hua grabbed it with his backhand and condensed a Tai'a Kaishan Sword. The sword's intention was as deep as a mountain, and it met Xie Fei's halberd.

For a moment, the evil god and the demigod-level divine thoughts were facing each other head-on again.

The aura of corruption and the aura of the golden god intertwined and vibrated, spreading to all directions.

In the midst of the flash of swords and shadows, Mo Hua fought the evil fetus for nearly a hundred rounds.

There were scars one after another on his spiritual incarnation, with flesh and blood exposed, and some even penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

And this evil fetus, even though the evil energy was surging, its body was still intact.

A third-grade peak evil fetus, with a dark and evil divine body, solid as substance, like gold and iron armor, indestructible to water and fire spells, and indestructible to swords transformed by divine thoughts.

"This can't go on like this-" Mo Hua looked solemn.

After that, he fought with the evil fetus for a few more rounds, but accidentally, he was sent flying by the halberd again.

Mo Hua just took advantage of the situation and stepped back a few feet to distance himself. After standing still, he raised his hands above his head, his eyes were deep and his sword intent was rising.

Various five-element sword formations and the laws of Taixu swordsmanship circulated around his body, gathered between his palms, and formed the shape of a giant sword...

Between Mo Hua's eyes, there is a killing intent.

Spells can't hurt you.

The formation cannot trap you.

The Sword Form cannot break your armor.

I don't believe it. The God-Slaying Style of Taixu Zhenjue can't cut off your bones!

Mo Hua holds his hands empty, and the huge God-Slaying Sword condenses little by little—·

But before he could finish manifesting, a figure that was faster than before, as fast as lightning, approached him.

A filthy halberd stained with black blood stabbed him directly in the face.

"Too late!"

Mo Hua's face turned pale, and he could only grit his teeth and chop down the uncondensed God-Slaying Sword.

Before the sword intent was condensed, the half-step God-Slaying Sword Style and the fallen halberd filled with the power of the evil god struck together.

In an instant, the temple shook.

The fluctuation of spiritual thoughts that was more terrifying than before spread out instantly like a hurricane. The entire dream demon was filled with storms and clouds, and the souls of injustice howled loudly.

The faces of Xun Ziyou and the others outside the main hall changed drastically.

They could feel that the tremor in their souls was a force that was enough to annihilate their souls.

Even the power that escapes makes them feel irresistible.

They could never imagine what kind of terrifying battle was taking place in the hall at this time.

Even Xun Ziyou, a senior elder of the Taixu Sect in the late Jindan stage, felt frightened for a moment.

"This is—an ink painting?"

"What the hell is he fighting against—"

The movement was so terrifying.

Master Gu and Fan Diansi on the side were even pale and stunned.

"Who exactly is Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo?"

“It should————·It’s “human”——·

Deep in the hall.

A dirty halberd stained with black blood was broken and abandoned on the ground.

An evil fetus that looks like Huangshan Lord, is wearing evil magic armor, and has deformed flesh and blood, standing on the same spot.

There was a wound on his shoulder. The flesh and blood squirmed at the wound, the evil energy festered, and dirty blood dripped down bit by bit.

The evil fetus was motionless and seemed a little strange.

The ink painting on the side took advantage of this gap to breathe heavily.

But before he could take a few breaths, the evil fetus's skin and flesh had already begun to sew together, and the evil energy gradually revived.

The broken Evil God's halberd reappeared in its hand.

Mo Hua gritted his teeth and took a breath of cold air.

"Too strong.—"

After fighting until now, Mo Hua has gradually understood.

This evil fetus is an evil fetus that failed to arrive. In other words, it is the "still fetus" of an evil god. It has a stronger death energy than ordinary evil gods.

It should be unconscious, with only the remaining instinct to devour and kill.

And its own existence combines too many things.

There is the origin of the evil god, the flesh and blood of the demon, the pain and despair of more than 100,000 mine workers in Gushan, and the evil energy born under the oppression of despair.

Chaos, deformity, a mixture of flesh and blood.

The powerful, chaotic and deformed node that Mo Hua sensed on the tree of divine power in the wilderness now seems to be probably the evil fetus of this lonely mountain.

And the strongest component in this evil fetus is Huangshan Jun.

A god at the pinnacle of the third level.

After Huangshan Jun was beheaded, the remaining huge divine remains seemed to have fallen into the hands of the evil god and became the "medium" for him to hatch evil fetuses and bring them to the world.

In other words, it was a conspiracy from the beginning.

It's a conspiracy against Huangshan Jun.

The Huangshan Lord of the past was too powerful, especially in this third-grade Gushan realm, even the evil god might not be able to do anything to it.

So the evil god first thought of a way to degenerate him, and then used a knife to kill him.

The degenerated Huangshan Lord is a troublemaker and a hidden danger.

The seniors of Taixu Sect naturally want to kill it.

After a battle, Lord Huangshan was beheaded by the seniors of Taixu Sect and was seriously injured. He escaped with only a trace of his clear origin.

However, the body of the mountain god that had been "evilized" and fallen became the nourishment of the evil fetus. It went through various changes and became a part of the evil fetus.

In a sense, everyone is calculated.

This is Mo Hua's guess after seeing the true face of the evil fetus and fighting with it.

The general context may be like this, but as for the specific process and details during the period, it is unknown.

I am afraid that only the Huangshan Lord back then, a senior from the Taixu Sect, or Mr. Tu, the mastermind behind the evil god, can know the true truth.

But what the truth is, Mo Hua can't delve into it now.

The biggest problem before us is that this evil fetus failed to descend, became deformed and twisted, and had to sleep at the bottom of a lonely mountain.

This evil fetus is really too powerful.

Mo Hua pursed his lips tightly, a little unwillingly.

He is faster than himself, his attacks are more ruthless than his own, his telepathy is stronger than his own, his evil aura is treacherous, his black blood can corrode the divine marrow, he is covered in magic armor, and his sword is invulnerable to water and fire.

Even if you want to use the God-Slaying Sword, you will be interrupted by the evil fetus that is like a mad dog.

No chance at all.

Until now, Mo Hua has hardly gained any advantage.

The only good news is that even if the evil fetus is at the peak of the third level, the God-Slaying Sword can still cut through the evil fetus's armor and flesh, causing a certain degree of damage to it.

But whether it can be killed or not is hard to say.

The most important thing is that there is no such opportunity.

There is no way this evil fetus would give him the chance to perform a complete God-Slaying Style.

And its realm is too high, and the methods you use to restrict it, whether it is water prison or trapping formation, are useless at all.

"Run first?"

Mo Hua thought for a while and felt that the only way to go was the Thirty-Six Strategy.

Judging from the current situation, this evil fetus is based on the dragon coffin and should not be able to leave the hall in front of it.

"Fight for a while, then run away, rest for a while, and then come back to fight again?"

Although this evil fetus is very strong, the ink painting itself is actually very "hard".

Relying on the Taoism of Divine Mind and some Divine Mind Sword Techniques, I was able to deal with this evil fetus for a while.

It will not be defeated in a short time.

In this case, we can only do this, consume it over and over again, looking for a turn---"·

Mo Hua's mind was racing, thinking of various ways to restrain the evil fetus, but in the blink of an eye, the evil fetus disappeared.

Mo Hua felt a warning sign in his heart and hurriedly retreated.

But it was still a step too late. A huge and ferocious claw, carrying the fishy wind, tore directly towards the ink painting.

There were several deep blood marks on Mo Hua's back.

The whole person was also blown away, like a small cannonball, hitting the wall of the temple.

There was a roar, and the wall was covered with cracks.

Mo Hua gritted his teeth and felt severe pain all over his body. He couldn't help but cursed: "Mr. Huangshan, I have recorded this account!"

The source of the power of the evil fetus is Huangshanjun.

If it weren't for Mr. Huangshan, why would he suffer these crimes and suffer such hardships.

But after scolding and pain after pain, Mo Hua could only ignore his injuries and insist on getting up.

He knew that the next round of Xie Fei's offensive was coming again.

This evil fetus would not give him much chance to breathe.

Mo Hua endured the pain, held the golden sword in his hand, and stood ready, but after waiting for a moment, the surroundings became calm, and no evil fetus came to kill him.

As soon as the ink painting confirmed it, he looked up and saw Xie Fei standing not far away, motionless.

At the same time, black blood was boiling on its body, demonic energy was intertwined, and the whole body was trembling slightly, as if something was conflicting and entangled.

Occasionally, a ray of golden light flashed across its face, flickering on and off continuously.

A familiar breath was looming.

Mo Hua's pupils shrank.

"Is this Huangshanjun's consciousness?"

"Could it be that it hasn't been completely contaminated?"

Looking at Xie Fei's face, the golden light dimmed and the red light became more and more vivid.

In a daze, Mo Hua finally caught a chance and shouted quickly: "Tiger, are you still alive?"

"Huangshanjun!"

This cry seemed to really touch the evil fetus and awaken a trace of its hidden consciousness.

The evil fetus's face began to split, half black and red, and half dark gold.

Half of the dark golden face slowly opened its eyes, with a hint of clarity, a hint of evil, and a strong sense of majesty in the eyes.

"you.-.

It seemed that it had not spoken for a long time, and its voice was low and tearful.

This is also the first time this evil fetus has spoken.

"Who are you-"

"Why - know - my name..."

really!

Mo Hua felt happy.

The will of this tiger has not been completely wiped out yet!

Mo Hua also felt a little unbelievable.

After being polluted for so many years, there is still a trace of sanity left. How strong was Huangshan Jun back then - "·

However, now is not the time to lament.

Mo Hua seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and said hurriedly: "Tiger, we are good friends!"

The corrupted Huangshan Lord was silent for a moment, looking at the ink painting, his eyes full of doubts.

He didn't recognize the little kid in front of him at all.

He, the majestic God of Guhuang Mountain, is only one step away from breaking through to the realm of the fourth-grade True God. How could he be friends with such a brat?

Seeing his doubtful eyes, Mo Hua quickly said with certainty: "It's true!"

Huangshan Jun wanted to say something else, but suddenly his head turned, and a look of cruelty and violence appeared on his face again, and that trace of clarity turned into ferociousness.

His consciousness disappeared again.

The evil fetus looked at Mo Hua with a pair of bloody eyes, holding the fallen halberd in his hand, and came towards Mo Hua again.

Mo Hua had to hold the golden sword in his hand and fight the evil fetus, but at the same time, he gradually had an idea in his mind.

"I found an opportunity!"

Everything has its own contradictions.

From the outside, no matter how indestructible a powerful enemy is, there must be internal contradictions.

Contradictions are flaws.

By seizing the flaw, you can defeat the strong with the weak and destroy the strong enemy.

And if this powerful evil fetus at the peak of the third rank, Chengye Tiger, was to be defeated, he would definitely be defeated by Huangshan Lord.

Huangshanjun is the only chance.

Mo Hua worked hard and fought with the evil fetus regardless of the pain. Although he definitely couldn't win, he still seized every opportunity to consume the evil fetus little by little.

Sure enough, after a while, the evil fetus' aura weakened, and a dim golden light appeared.

Huangshan Jun's consciousness showed signs of recovery again.

Unfortunately, this sign only existed for a moment and then disappeared.

But Mo Hua's eyes brightened slightly and he confirmed his thoughts.

Thoughts of good and evil wax and wane.

As long as the evil fetus is continuously consumed and the evil fetus is under pressure, the flaws will be exposed step by step, the evil fetus will be torn apart step by step, and Huangshan Jun's consciousness may wake up again.

This is the only hope to defeat this powerful evil fetus.

Mo Hua didn't dare to relax at all, let alone take a break.

Huangshan Jun was polluted and assimilated by this evil fetus. After countless years, his self-consciousness was like a candle in the wind, and he didn't know how long it could last.

Once it is completely eliminated, it is likely that everything will be over.

With such a huge disparity in realms, Mo Hua didn't know how to completely kill this evil fetus.

Despite being scarred, Mo Hua could only bite the bullet and fight with this evil fetus.

While fighting, he never stopped talking, one sentence after another, constantly disturbing the evil fetus' mental state.

"Tiger, wake up—"

“Tiger, don’t die————

"If you die, I really can't win -"

"Tiger!"

But after talking about it for a long time, Huangshanjun inside the evil fetus still didn't seem to have much reaction.

Mo Hua could only think of another way and said:

"Tiger, I am really your friend——·

"You have another 'you' who escaped from Gushan and hid in a ruined temple on the top of a hill, sleeping in the open air."

"The roof leaks rain, the walls leak wind——"

"Drinking rainwater, eating steamed buns, guarding a few feet of clay sculptures, fearing both jackals and monks————

"I have given you sacrifices, treated you to meat, and drank wine with you..."

"You also taught me the knowledge of Shinto—"

"Tiger——."

Mo Hua was being beaten and talking at the same time.

This battle is long and hard.

After a while, I wonder if the life in this solitary mountain and wild ridge is too miserable, which also touched the Lord of Huangshan who reigns on the top of Guhuang Mountain and receives thousands of incense.

Finally, the evil fetus stopped again, and evil energy surged around it, more violently than before.

Two forces intertwined constantly.

Red and gold flickered.

Deformed flesh and blood flowed like a python.

With a painful roar mixed with cruelty and reason, the gloomy face of the evil fetus finally showed a golden color, revealing majesty.

Huang Shanjun's consciousness temporarily gained the upper hand.

His divinity and memory, slightly recalled, suppressed the "dead fetus" of the evil god.

He looked at Mo Hua silently with a pair of narrow golden eyes, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Do you really know me?"

"My other origin, now is still alive?"

Mo Hua, who had several broken bones, bloodstains and scars, finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly:

"I know him! He's still alive!"

Although he lived a miserable life, he was indeed still alive.

The wild mountains and ridges were also very quiet, without so much noise and worries.

Huang Shanjun took another deep look at Mo Hua. He did sense a vague cause and effect from Mo Hua.

This feeling of being connected to the origin cannot be wrong.

The other self does have some deep friendship and fate with this kid.

And...

Huang Shanjun took another deep look at Mo Hua and felt that Mo Hua's existence was quite strange.

Like a human, but much stronger than a human.

Like a god, but the aura is not pure enough, and the human nature is too full, and the words are too many.

Like a monster, with hidden cause and effect, there is a demonic aura, heavy with murderous sins, but upright and aboveboard·—·——·

"No wonder such an existence can be a "friend" with me——

Huang Shanjun sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but feel "cherishing talent", and said to Mo Hua:

"The fetus of the evil god is immortal and indestructible, and can't be killed——"

"With my remaining will, I borrow the power of the evil god to let you leave this dream. This is the last thing I can do·.—"

It can also be regarded as repaying the cause and effect between you and me——