Chapter 669 God-Devouring
The black-clothed leader was knocked through his chest and slowly fell to the ground.
Mo Hua lost two more fireballs and blew them on the black-clothed leader. He tested the "corpse" and confirmed that he really wouldn''t move.
Then he used his spiritual sense to peek at the black-clothed leader''s aura and confirmed that his body''s spiritual power was stagnant and his breath was cut off. He was really dead. Then he felt relieved.
“It’s so troublesome…”
Mo Hua sighed a long time.
It is really tiring to rely on yourself alone to kill a demon cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.
To calculate and to ambush.
To cheat, to sneak attack.
Use both formations and forbidden techniques.
This is the only way to kill him.
During this period, I was walking on thin ice and could not make any mistakes. Otherwise, if you miss a small body and miss a trick, you will be caught by this bad guy in black. I am afraid that there will be more and more dangers.
Too difficult...
Fortunately, it was finally slaughtered.
Ink painting breathed again.
The valley is closed, desolate and secluded, and deserted.
It was Mo Hua specially chose a burial place for this black-clothed leader, which was hidden and no one discovered it.
Now that the black-clothed leader is dead, Mo Hua is about to search for his body to see if there are any clues, or other good things.
But as soon as he looked closely, Mo Hua couldn''t help but be stunned, and his expression changed slightly.
This black-clothed leader was obviously dead, but he was not eroded by demonic energy, corrupted by flesh and blood, and turned into a pool of black water like other human traffickers.
His body is still intact.
Mo Hua realized that something was wrong and took two steps back vigilantly.
But in an instant, the fishy storm suddenly rose.
Mo Hua felt that something suddenly approached him, but there was obviously nothing in front of him.
Mo Hua frowned, then her eyes were deep and the texture was floating and rising. She calculated based on the secret of heaven to see the truth in the surrounding nothingness.
The moment Tianji opened his eyes, Mo Hua''s pupils shrank.
In front of him, an evil eye suddenly appeared.
This evil eye was tightly pressed in front of him, only a slight distance between them.
In the ink painting, you can clearly see the **** blood in the evil eyes, **** eye sockets, winding light red tentacles, and the "inhuman" emotions such as tyranny and indifference contained in the evil eyes'' pupils...
Mo Hua was shocked by this "ugly eye", looked panicked, and quickly retreated.
But this evil eye is faster than him.
In a blink of an eye, the tentacles on the evil eyes bloomed like a ball of sin, densely packed, all absorbed on Mo Hua''s body, sticking to him tightly.
At the same time, the deformed evil eyes also desperately drilled towards Mo Hua''s white and tender forehead.
It had to do so.
The original host died and lost its vitality. It had to find a new host and parasitize in the flesh and blood of life.
And in this deserted and closed valley, the only person who is "living" is ink painting.
It has no choice.
Although it has confusion, confusion, anger, fear, and an unknown "fear" about ink paintings.
But in front of the destruction of God and the Tao, it had to use ink painting as the new fetus of flesh and blood.
The ink painting also seemed to be controlled by the tentacles of the evil eyes, and lost its resistance, allowing the blood-colored evil thoughts to erode.
Xie Mou''s plan gradually succeeded.
The flesh and blood tentacles transformed by evil thoughts firmly tie the flesh of Mo Hua.
Above the evil eyes, the **** flesh began to fade away, turning into a light golden, arrogant and majestic eye. It drilled into Mo Hua''s forehead little by little, breaking through the sea of ??consciousness, and entering Mo Hua''s spiritual consciousness.
The sea of ??consciousness of ink painting is beyond expectations.
Therefore, it took a long time to break into the sea of ??consciousness.
After entering the sea of ??ink painting, the light golden evil eyes began to twist and condense blood and blood again.
The scarlet blood swept over and sucked, gathered on the evil eyes, gradually solidified, and incubated various rotten flesh and blood, coagulated into deformed and weird flesh and blood remains, and finally pieced together into a huge, deformed flesh and blood demon.
There are ferocious sheep''s horns on the demon''s head.
There is a light golden eye on his forehead.
The golden evil eyes flashed, and the huge demon''s flesh and blood body trembled. Then he opened two blood-colored demon eyes and looked down at the sea of ??consciousness of the human being in front of him.
Although it has a long lifespan, extraordinary honor, has parasitized many "slaves" and tasted countless "sacrifices", it is still amazed by the sea of ??consciousness in front of it.
What a pure spiritual consciousness!
And so rich, so abundant.
With such a perfect spiritual sense, this human devil is useless as a "sacrifice".
If it weren''t for his own bloodline, it could even be used as a container for the "divine fetus".
only…
The demon''s eyes were slightly deeper and he was puzzled.
"Why... I feel afraid or even fear?"
"Why did I have the murderous intent that faces a great enemy of life and death?"
"It''s just a mere human being, a straw dog on the way of gods..."
"Why am I afraid?"
"What are I afraid of?"
The demon with the goat horned eyes glanced around, but found no other suspicious points.
The golden evil eyes on its forehead emitted a majestic light of light, but there was nothing unusual under the golden light.
The sheep horn demon felt something was strange.
But when I thought about it, this seemed normal.
No matter how profound the cultivation level and respectful the status of a monk are, he is just a human being after all.
Leaving the secular fame and fortune, as well as the external skin, the inner spiritual thoughts of the world are either vulgar, filthy and depraved, or shallow and weak.
Golden jade outside, and shaved heart.
The cultivation is strong and the mind is weak.
There are many monks of this type.
What''s more, this mere little devil in the early stage of foundation building.
It is probably because I am not old and have not been influenced by the worldly desires that I have such pure spiritual consciousness.
How can you still count on him?
The demon with sheep horns showed greed and smiled grimly at the corners of his mouth.
"Eat him!"
No matter what conspiracy or tricks are there, they are dangerously lurking.
As long as you eat it, you will be finished.
People are the bait of the great way, and gods are born to be inferior.
It is also his honor to be eaten by himself.
Eat the spiritual consciousness and use this sea of ??consciousness as a breeding ground.
This little devil is much better than those "fool-loyal" idiots.
The sheep-horned demon opened his **** mouth and began to absorb the pure spiritual consciousness filled with the sea of ??consciousness.
As soon as the spiritual consciousness entered its mouth, it opened its eyes wide.
These spiritual senses are too delicious!
It’s even delicious, not like the human spiritual consciousness!
The demon of sheep horns was shocked, and then his eyes were greedy and began to **** more spiritual senses.
Sweet spiritual consciousness makes it happy both body and mind.
Its two blood-colored demon eyes narrowed slightly, and the golden evil eyes on its forehead also shone with golden light, making it look a little lazy.
Just when the demon of sheep horn was careless, it did not notice a hidden figure slowly approached it.
Then the figure suddenly jumped onto its head.
A white and tender little hand suddenly appeared and suddenly grabbed the golden evil eye on its forehead.
It seems that I want to pull down my golden eyes directly.
In the face of crisis, the sheep-horned demon immediately closed his third eye.
But after all, it was a little slower.
The white and tender little hand was still torn against the golden evil eyes. The hand was extremely powerful, and several wounds were instantly tearing out, and blood-like golden liquid flowed out.
But this hand was a little smaller and slower, and he didn''t catch his eyes.
The sheep horn demon has closed its third eye.
At the same time, its demonic claws, holding the fishy wind, grabbed the head angrily.
The ink painting had no choice but to jump off the top of its head, take a few steps back, and then show its figure after it settled.
The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, the lips and teeth are white, and the like of porcelain dolls.
His body of divine consciousness has changed due to the change in his spiritual consciousness, and his body shape is almost frozen, and he is a little younger than his original body.
The sheep horn demon saw the appearance of the Mo Hua clearly and his eyes were shocked.
"Incarnation of the divine consciousness?"
"Is this a little devil?"
The golden evil eyes on the forehead were scratched by the ink painting and were causing a vague pain.
The sheep horn demon thought of the scene just now, and was even more furious:
What a despicable little devil!
What does he want to do? !
"Golden Blood" was still stained with Mo Hua''s little hand.
He put his fingers stained with golden blood in his mouth and licked them, and his eyes lit up.
It’s this taste!
The smell of golden spiritual bone marrow!
This scene was seen by the sheep horn demon, and he was even more shocked and angry, and even with a hint of fear. It trembled and angrily:
“Bold!”
"You...you dare...you dare to devour the ''marrow''?!"
"The essence?" Mo Hua was stunned and couldn''t help but put his fingers in his mouth and sucked them again. He nodded and praised with a smile:
“It tastes good!”
The eyes of the demon horned sheep''s eyes instantly turned red.
It feels that its dignity has been insulted.
Our divine character was blasphemed.
The mortal who should have become a sacrifice and enjoyed by the gods was brave enough to sip the essence of the gods and taste the "blood of the gods".
Arrogant! ignorance! audacious in the extreme!
The demon of sheep horns was furious, but when he looked again, he found that the figure of the little ghost opposite disappeared again.
"Hidden?"
The pupils of the sheep horn demon shrank slightly.
Why can’t you see through it?
It is obvious that you can see through it outside.
Could it be because what you see through outside is the fetus of flesh and blood, but in this sea of ??consciousness, you can''t see through his spiritual body?
How is that possible?
The demon was shocked.
But it had no time to think about it because it knew that once this little ghost was hiding, the next attack would soon come...
Sure enough, after a while.
The divine breath on the right side swayed, and a small figure jumped up and punched the demon in the head.
The demon with sheep horn frowned and immediately turned around and waved his fist to meet him.
A small white fist, and a huge monster with ferocious flesh and blood, bombarded each other.
The powerful power of divine thoughts shook.
The small fist of the ink painting is intact.
But there were traces of blood on the demon''s fist.
The sheep horned demon was shocked.
This little devil...what is it?
The human monk''s spiritual body is actually above the evil demons?
Finally, I was able to get a "physical cultivation" ink painting. I was full of excitement, waved my fists and beat them up again.
The sheep-horned demon fought hard, but despite its huge body and ferocious flesh and blood, it was still at a disadvantage.
“No!”
The demon with sheep horns looked fierce, and this time he took the initiative, and his scarlet claws suddenly tear towards the ink painting.
Ink paintings are nimble and avoid them.
The demon with sheep horns was in this gap, and the golden evil eyes on his forehead opened again.
A golden light shot out from the evil eyes and shone on the ink painting.
Several light golden threads appeared on the body of the ink painting, like bone marrow. The demon of sheep horn looked shocked, and his voice was sharp and hoarse:
"You are not a human!"
Ink painting was stunned.
The demon''s eyes trembled:
"The marrow enters the divine body and becomes a divine fetus...who is the young man of the divine king?"
Mo Hua was stunned.
But then the sheep horned demon frowned again and said in confusion:
"No, it''s still wrong..."
"You have the foundation of divine thoughts and Taoism, but why is the divine essence so weak?"
"Why are there no signs of ''food sacrifice''?"
"Why is human nature full and divine nature slight?"
“This is impossible…”
The demon with sheep horns has sharp eyes and looks straight into the ink painting:
"Where does your God come from?"
"Which incense is eaten? Who is the believer of you?"
“Where is your authority?”
"What is the Tao you worship?"
…
Ink painting was confused by it.
The divine fetus, Taoism, divine marrow, food sacrifice, and what other divine positions, incense, and authority...
This ugly-eyed demon asked what he was asking for, and he was confused...
Could this be...the knowledge of the gods?
What to do if you don’t know what to do?
Mo Hua blinked and decided to pretend, with a cold look on his face, raised his head and chest, and made a lofty and arrogant look.
"You don''t deserve to know these things!"
The demon with sheep horns turned dark, but he dared not speak out.
If this boy is really a divine fetus, the sea of ??consciousness hatches an unknown god, and his body alone cannot do anything to him.
If it is a divine fetus, it''s easy to say...
The fear just now should come from fear of the complete fetus of the god.
and…
The demon''s eyes of the sheep horned demon were slightly sunken.
Although this divine fetus occupies what position the divine position, the aura above his divine position is somewhat similar to his own.
It seems to come from the Great Wilderness.
I guess there is still some connection.
I just don’t know where his position of **** came from...
Mo Hua saw the sheep-horned demon and was frightened by himself. He was slightly happy and asked seriously with a stern face:
"You have violated my taboo!"
The demon horned sheep was shocked and his eyes were solemn.
Mo Hua said again: "Tell me your origin, and I can leave it alone!"
The demon with a sheep horn said majestic:
"I am the Lord of the Great Wilderness!"
Mo Hua frowned, "Nothing nonsense, the Lord of the Great Wilderness is the master of the Great Wilderness, how could he be so weak?"
Mo Hua wants to find out more.
But who knew that as soon as this statement came out, the demon of sheep horn changed drastically and said coldly:
"You are not a god!"
Ink painting felt a "splitting" in his heart.
The demon''s eyes of the sheep horns froze, "The God will not ask such superficial questions. You are fake, you don''t know anything!"
Ink painting is helpless.
This is the knowledge of practicing Taoism... No, the disadvantages of lack of knowledge of practicing "God".
Precaution if you don’t understand, but when you meet an “insider”, you will reveal your feelings in just one sentence.
"I just woke up and forgot..."
Mo Hua found an excuse and wanted to deal with it.
The sheep-horned demon sneered, "How can I forget what is engraved in the origin?"
The ink painting was exposed, a little "annoyed and embarrassed".
This ugly monster is shameless!
If I don’t let me pretend, then I won’t pretend and I will kill you directly!
Mo Hua disappeared in an instant without saying a word. When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of the demon of sheep horn and punched the demon of sheep horn.
The sheep horn demon crossed his arms and blocked the punch.
But a crack was blasted out on its arm, and its body couldn''t help but retreat, shocked.
"Why is this little devil so powerful incarnation of divine thoughts?"
“Is he God?”
Before he could think about it, Mo Hua rushed up again, simple and punched again.
The sheep horn demon blocks again.
After several rounds, after being fisted by Mo Hua, the demon of sheep horns was furious.
“It’s outrageous!”
It has been above all the spirits of heaven and earth for so many years, and has never been so humiliated. It was regarded as a "sandbag" by a little kid? !
The golden evil eyes on the demon''s forehead suddenly widened.
There is a light golden divine marrow on it, which flows like blood, all over the demon''s body.
The body of the sheep-horned demon suddenly surged, and his flesh gradually turned from blood-red to light golden.
The whole body also exuded an astonishing power.
Mo Hua was shocked, but with a try attitude, he still punched him.
The light golden sheep horned demon smiled contemptuously, slapped the ink painting away with a backhand.
The ink painting fell to the ground, slid for a while, and after stopping, he slowly got up.
His divine incarnation is very strong and he has no injuries on his body.
But the simple competition of "power" is obviously no match for this sheep horn demon.
The sheep horned demon looked at the ink painting and said coldly:
"You little guy who is more greedy, do you really think I can''t kill you?"
Mo Hua sighed, feeling helpless.
Although physical practice is fun, it is too tiring. It is not easy to win when encountering such a tricky one.
The demon of sheep horns saw the appearance of the ink painting and felt a little bad premonition.
This little devil...have any other means?
What other means can he have?
Then he saw the ink painting and pointed at him from afar.
The demon''s pupils shrank slightly, and then he saw a light blue water-based chain wrapped around his body, locking his evil minded body firmly.
"The art of divine thought?"
The sheep-horned demon frowned, and then a golden light flashed on his body, breaking free from the water prison technique.
It wanted to rush towards the ink painting again, and found that at some point, red patterns had appeared on the soles of its feet, and the flames were intertwined.
"Is this...formula?!"
The demon with sheep horns shook his eyes and looked at Mo Hua suddenly, and said in a serious voice:
"You are not a god!"
Ink painting was slightly surprised.
What''s the meaning?
If you use the formation, you are not a god?
Can gods not use formations?
Although he was confused, Mo Hua was not idle either and immediately detonated the Lihuo Formation.
The firelight swallowed the sheep horn demon.
After a moment, the fire dissipated, and the sheep horned demon showed its body, and the light golden flesh and blood on its body had cracks.
Although he was a little embarrassed, the demon horned sheep-horned looked unusually calm.
There was even a smile on the corner of its mouth.
"In the sea of ??consciousness, manifest the formation..."
"I have lived for so many years and have ''eated'' so many monks. There are only a handful of monks who can manifest formations in the sea of ??consciousness."
"I didn''t expect that you could do this at such a young age..."
"But this level of formation is still not enough."
The forehead of the sheep horn demon began to crack.
The golden evil eyes protruded from the forehead, and the tentacles swam into the air, emitting a majestic, irresistible pressure from the gods.
"As long as it is a human being, it will be easy..."
“Man has awe of God, and it is engraved in the soul…”
"I will let you realize the true majesty from the origin of the gods."
Then the golden evil eyes trembled suddenly, and the golden light in their eyes surged.
A powerful Taoist connotation containing unknown rules instantly spread out.
The ink painting was shrouded in golden light and his expression changed drastically.
He was struggling with his best efforts, but he seemed to be under the power of the golden light and could not move all over. After a moment, his expression gradually became dull and he lost resistance.
The sheep horn demon sneered.
Some humans dare to resist the gods?
The golden evil eyes trembled, as if they were hungry and thirsty.
It wants to enjoy this rare "sacrifice" that is comparable to the divine fetus.
Flesh and flesh tentacles stretched out from the evil eyes, like bundling "zongzi", tightly **** the ink painting that had lost its resistance.
Then he pulled the ink painting back and sent it into its huge **** mouth.
The fangs are thick and the huge mouth is like an abyss.
The corners of the sheep-horned demon even left a coveting saliva.
But just as the moment I was about to put the ink painting into my mouth.
The ink painting tied into rice dumplings, with a dull face suddenly blinked and smiled sly.
The demon of sheep horns was stunned and immediately realized something, and more tentacles swept towards the ink painting.
Mo Hua''s eyes were bright and she whispered:
"open!"
A large number of formations suddenly appeared on the ground.
Lishan cremation and restore formation!
These formations are intertwined and connected to each other, forming a huge reconstruction formation.
The rocks raised up, forming a prison, completely trapping the flesh and blood body of the sheep horn demon.
The densely popped up the fire and burned the tentacles one by one.
Mo Hua suddenly struggled, broke free from the tentacles, and then jumped instantly, jumped to the forehead of the sheep-horned demon, and showed an innocent smile at the protruding golden evil eyes.
Golden evil eyes were frightened.
It exudes a more violent divine power, but the ink painting is not affected at all.
It wanted to retract it, but Mohua simply disagrees.
He grabbed his two little hands and held the evil eye tightly in his hand, as if he had grabbed a "treasure", then gritted his teeth and pulled it out with all his strength.
Accompanied by extremely sharp and harsh screams.
This golden evil eye was pulled out by Mo Hua from the flesh and blood body transformed into the evil thoughts of the sheep horn demon.
After that, Mo Hua took the opportunity and jumped away.
The Lihuo Recovery Formation on the ground completely exploded, burning all the **** demon flesh and blood and tentacles.
The golden evil eyes were grabbed in Mo Hua''s hands, and his whole body was trembling.
Human divine thoughts cannot be without fear of the majesty of the gods...
It roared:
"You are not a human!"
"You are not a **** either!"
"What...what is you?!"
Mo Hua looked at her divine eyes with golden colors and couldn''t help but lick her lips:
“I am…the one who ''eats'' God!”
?Thank you for the rewards of the Supreme Daluo Heavenly Immortal Wanshou Emperor and Mao Desquieu~
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(This chapter ends)