Chapter 696 Dividing thoughts


    “River Temple…”


    Mo Hua looked at the temple with blood in the distance, his eyes slightly condensed.


    After the ground killing formation was cleared, the subsequent demons still rushed to kill one after another. Mohua set up some Genshan trap formations, blocking them for a moment, covering everyone away from the temple and resting temporarily in an empty courtyard.


    Away from the temple, you will also be away from the formation of the demon blood refining.


    Those deformed demons are kept by the blood refining formation and cannot be too far away from the formation, so they will no longer be chased.


    Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.


    Mo Hua''s eyes were slightly deeper and he looked at one of the monks of the Gu family. Seeing that his face was pale and his brows were furrowed, it was obvious that his spiritual consciousness was exhausted.


    Just now, the Gu family monk was approached by a demon and his spiritual consciousness was sucked.


    Although the demon was quickly repelled by Mo Hua, part of his spiritual consciousness was still sucked.


    "The demons created by flesh and blood can absorb the spiritual consciousness of monks..."


    Ink painting frowned.


    This kind of deformed demon is like a zombie, and it is hard to kill and cannot be eliminated.


    It is impossible for people like me to destroy them all.


    Although these demons may not be too strong when it comes to head-on combat, they can absorb spiritual consciousness, which is very difficult...


    No matter how high your cultivation level is, once you fall into the demon group, be entangled by the demons who are not afraid of death, and absorb the spiritual consciousness, your spiritual consciousness will soon be exhausted and lose consciousness, and thus unable to resist and become a bait for the demons.


    And in the second-grade state world, such a number of demons is also terrible.


    If released, you can almost kill a city.


    Generally, foundation-building monks are no match for them at all.


    Without the means of spiritual consciousness defense, even if the golden elixir is caught off guard, the spiritual consciousness will probably be sucked dry and then "chewed" to death by the demon.


    Even most people, if they do not know the characteristics of demons sucking their spiritual consciousness, they may not know how they die.


    Mo Hua looked solemn, and then sighed softly.


    Fortunately, these demons cannot be too far away from the blood refining formation, otherwise the consequences will be really unimaginable...


    Mo Hua looked at the temple with deformed demons in the distance again, and he was pondering in his heart.


    Is this the evil god''s ''judicial hall''...


    That is, the evil god, the real work?


    The real "sermon" of the evil **** is like this, so **** and evil, inhumane...


    What kind of "person" is the one who assists the evil and preaches for the evil gods?


    Can it still be considered a "person"?


    The ink painting has a deep gaze and a cold expression.


    The undercurrent in Qianzhou is a bit too turbulent...


    Mo Hua sighed again and patted the Gu monk and said, "During meditation and rest, your spiritual sense has been lost."


    The monk Gu family was stunned and did not force himself, but said in confusion:


    "I don''t know what happened, but my head suddenly hurts a lot..."


    Mo Hua thought about it and told them the truth:


    "Those demons can absorb human spiritual consciousness."


    Everyone was shocked when they heard this, but their expressions were a little confused, "Demon? Can you absorb spiritual consciousness?"


    There is such a monster in the world?


    Ink painting is a little helpless.


    Most cultivators who do not practice spiritual consciousness really know nothing about the way of spiritual consciousness.


    Although Gu An and Gu Quan didn''t believe it, they also knew that Mo Hua would never lie to them in such matters.


    There are all kinds of wonders in the world of cultivation.


    However, this strange thing was the first time I encountered it, so it was not easy to accept for a while.


    Gu An''s eyes were slightly condensed and he asked in a low voice: "Young Master Xiao Mo, how did you know... these demons can absorb spiritual consciousness?"


    Everyone couldn''t help looking at the ink painting when they heard this.


    After thinking about the ink painting, Mr. Xun, who brought out the "Tianjin Oil":


    "I''m at Taixu Sect and I''m learning formations from Mr. Xun. These are all told by Mr. Xun."


    Everyone was stunned, and then they looked stunned.


    Mr. Xun…


    Although they didn''t know who Mr. Xun was, if he taught in Taixu Sect, he would still be called "old man". He would definitely be respected, knowledgeable, and respectful.


    It is natural to know some strange things about demons and remind your disciples.


    They looked at the ink painting again.


    Young Master Mo must have an extraordinary identity if he can be taught by such an old man himself.


    Either talented, or extraordinary origins or both.


    Everyone looked at Mo Hua and became even more respectful.


    Now it seems that there are many dangers in this fishing village.


    The young master with such a noble status actually did it himself and took risks with them, such as the Dao Ting Chief Secretary. Such courage, strategy and character are comparable to that of Mr. Changhuai.


    No, it is even better than the young master Changhuai.


    After all, Young Master Changhuai also graduated from the sect and was only able to truly fight on the front line in the later stage of foundation building.


    Young Master Mo was only in the early stage of foundation building, and it seemed that he had not been able to enter the sect for a long time, and he could be in such a dangerous place without fear of danger and with good command.


    No wonder Young Master Changhuai gave such an important secret order to such a young master.


    The status of ink painting in the hearts of these Gu family monks has been raised by another level.


    After that, everyone continued to rest on the spot.


    The Gu family monk who was sucked in spiritual consciousness meditated on the ground and did not meditate, so his spiritual consciousness recovered very slowly, but it was better than nothing.


    There is no other way to ink painting.


    He has strong spiritual consciousness and has quick recovery, but he can''t help others.


    The other monks of the Gu family also took the pills and were meditating to heal their wounds.


    Just now, when I fought with the demon, everyone was more or less injured.


    The demon''s sharp claws have the aura of demons, and the "toxicity" similar to corpse poison that has been soaked in the stinky blood over the years.


    Although it is not as evil as corpse poison, it should be eliminated as soon as possible.


    Mo Hua sat aside, holding her chin, concentrating on something.


    Suddenly, Yu Dahe''s face changed drastically, and his emotions also fluctuated strongly.


    Mo Hua noticed something, and when she turned around, she saw that Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi had gradually turned white, her lips gradually dried up, and her blood and energy were flowing slowly.


    Yu Dahe''s eyes were red and tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes.


    Mo Hua''s heart tightened and knew that there was not much time left.


    Either the river **** started to eat "sacrificial gifts", or the souls of these two children have been away from their bodies for too long, and their flesh and blood have begun to be corrupted...


    Yu Dahe looked at the ink painting humbly.


    He wanted to ask for ink paintings to save his children.


    But when I just went to the temple, I saw the dense demons, and knew that those terrible demons could still absorb spiritual consciousness, so I couldn''t speak.


    Everyone has no friendship, so where does he have the face to beg others to risk their lives to die in order to save their children?


    Ink painting sighed slightly in his heart.


    These two children must be saved if they can be saved.


    And I must go to that River God Temple myself.


    If you don’t go this time, you may not have a chance next time.


    The River God Temple is right behind the dojo.


    Mo Hua pondered in her heart.


    Since the demons in the temple are endless, they can only find ways to break through the siege and rush over.


    If you rush over...


    Gu An and Gu Quan, who have a deep cultivation, set the way in front, others covered them, and used their own formations to help...


    As long as you break through and enter the River God Temple, these demons should not dare to chase them.


    The only problem is how to prevent the spiritual consciousness from being sucked by demons...


    "I don''t know if it''s useful to calm the mind."


    "Even if it is useful, I have brought three of these spiritual weapons in total, and I can''t protect everyone..."


    "Protect the spiritual consciousness..."


    The thought of Mo Hua moved, and suddenly the light of inspiration flashed:


    “Shendao Formation…”


    Judging from my understanding of the divine formation so far, this formation that focuses on the power of divine thoughts can be restrained to a certain extent or sealed the gods.


    Since it can "seal" the power of the gods, that is to say, it can also "seal" the spiritual consciousness of the monk?


    Use the divine formation to seal the sea of ??consciousness of the monk?


    If the spiritual consciousness is sealed inside, then it will naturally not be sucked by the demon?


    It''s like adding a lid to a teapot.


    Through the lid, I can’t drink the water in the pot.


    Mo Hua felt that his speculation seemed to make sense...


    But I have to give it a try.


    After thinking about the ink painting, he drew the shinto formation pattern that he had just learned, which was still shallow, on a palm-sized array paper.


    Then he took out the black cloth, wrapped the paper, and tied it to the forehead of a man in black.


    "I''ll throw him out later and let the demon ''chew'' and I''ll try the formation..." Mo Hua said lightly.


    The man in black had his hands and feet locked and his mouth was sealed. He only looked at Mo Hua with horror, just like looking at the little evil ghost in hell.


    Gu An nodded.


    Although he didn''t know what formation to test for Mo Hua, he didn''t ask, because he didn''t understand it even after asking.


    Gu An picked up the man in black, ignored his struggle, and walked straight towards the dojo.


    Ink painting also followed.


    There are a large number of demons gathering in the center of the dojo, but there are only a few wandering around.


    Ink painting glanced a little and saw two demons tilting their heads, folding their hands and feet, crawling deformedly in a corner not far away.


    "Where." Mo Hua pointed his hand.


    Gu An nodded, obeyed Mo Hua''s orders, and threw the man in black over with his backhand.


    The man in black looked as white as paper, but he was shackled and unable to struggle. He could only watch as he got closer and closer to two terrifying demons.


    With a "thump" finally, the man in black landed ten feet above the two demons.


    Bait from the sky.


    The two demons'' eyes turned red, and they immediately used their hands and feet to pounce on the man in black. One demon chewed on the legs of the man in black, and the other demon crawled onto the man in black, pointed at his forehead, and began to suck.


    The black cloth on the man in black flashed slightly.


    The divine formation is activated, sealing his spiritual consciousness firmly in the sea of ??consciousness.


    No matter how hard the demon used, he could not absorb any spiritual consciousness.


    As the demon lost patience and opened his mouth wide, trying to swallow the man in black in one bite, Mo Hua said:


    "alright."


    This man is a sacrifice and cannot die.


    Gu An obeyed the order, flashed his body, rushed towards the two demons, kicked one away, turned around and slashed it, and cut off the other demon''s head, then carried the collar of the man in black and rescued him back.


    The demons in the distance heard the movement and crawled towards them one after another.


    Mo Hua threw out the array plate in the distance, threw out two more array flags, detonating the formation, and blocking the demons in the distance.


    These media outlets were all refined by Master Gu for ink paintings.


    Ink painting casually drew some formations to deal with some emergency situations.


    With the protection of the formation, the two of them got rid of the demons and returned to the courtyard.


    "The formation is useful." Mo Hua said concisely, "I will draw a pair of you later. You stick it on your forehead and wrap it with a black cloth to prevent demons from sucking their spiritual consciousness..."


    "I will set up a formation to attract the attention of the demons."


    "The others took the opportunity to rush over in one go. As long as they cross the dojo and enter the River God Temple, they will be safe for the time being."


    "Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi will have a glimmer of hope."


    "yes!"


    The monk of the Gu family couldn''t help but said in a deep voice.


    Yu Dahe was shocked, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and knelt on the ground with his tall body bent his knees and kowtowed heavily to the monks present.


    …


    There are too many demons in the temple. If you want to pass through it, you must try to reduce the number of demons being besieged.


    The ink painting took out several little tigers, and each little tiger was covered with a little human blood - the blood of the man in black, and another array flag was inserted, and a fireworks array was painted on the array flag.


    The formation with great lethality is not easy to arrange and is time-consuming.


    Since it is to attract the enemy, the fireworks array is also used.


    Regardless of the power, the appropriate formation is the strongest formation.


    Ink painting activates the fireworks array and controls the little tiger to run to all directions.


    Several little tigers, wearing shiny flags, ran around.


    The array flag kept bursting with colorful fireworks around, which looked very gorgeous but also very dazzling in the gloomy fishing village.


    All the demons were stunned.


    The gorgeous fireworks illuminate their ugly faces.


    The style of this scene seems very inconsistent.


    But the blood and energy of the people on the formation flag and the spiritual power fluctuations of the formation still attract them and pursue them instinctively.


    Many demons chased the little tiger, and the temple was in a mess in an instant.


    Mo Hua pointed forward and said, "Run!"


    So Gu An and Gu Quan made a way in front, Yu Dahe carried two sons on his back, and other monks of the Gu family covered them. The two men in black were **** by ropes and dragged to the end, attracting the attention of the chasing demons.


    The group rushed towards the opposite side with all their might.


    Soon, some demons noticed Mo Hua and the others, and roared, either on all sides or running around, rushing towards Mo Hua and others.


    Everyone looked shaking and knew that the death battle was coming.


    Gu An shouted in a deep voice: "Don''t fall behind!" Then he immediately joined forces with the Gu Quan brothers.


    One person holds the knife in his left hand and the other person holds the knife in his right hand. The sword force cooperates with left and right, and the sword light combines into one, surging like a rushing wave, cutting off the demons that are approaching one by one.


    Gu An and the two brothers Gu Quan have the same spiritual roots and practice the same martial arts.


    The sword technique is a set of combined attack Taoism inherited by the Gu family, called the Gemini chain sword technique.


    This set of sword techniques is only medium in power when used alone, but if the two brothers practice together, the power will be even better, comparable to the superior Taoist method.


    And because it is a joint attack between two people, the spiritual power will be consumed much less.


    Gu An and the other two opened the way with a series of swordsmanship, and were invincible for a while.


    Others covered on both sides to resist the demons culling.


    Yu Dahe listened to Mo Hua''s instructions and carried the two children on his back, moving with all his might. Even if a demon pounced in front of him and the demon claws cut his arm, he only looked ahead, his eyes firm, without a trace of retreat.


    At the end of the team are two men in black being dragged.


    A demons had climbed up to their bodies and sucked wildly at their faces, but their foreheads were tied to the Shinto formation by Mo Hua.


    The demon cannot **** it.


    And these demons who want to absorb spiritual consciousness have also become living targets for ink painting magic.


    Ink draw a fireball and blow one away.


    As for these two men in black, they were sucked wildly by the hideous demons, and they were already scared to faint.


    In this way, the group rushed forward like a dense group of demons between the huge temples.


    The swords were shining everywhere and spells were flying.


    Occasionally, the Daotingsi talismans explode one after another.


    Because he was running at high speed, the ink painting had no time to set up a formation, so he could only use fast spells to support him.


    Golden Blade, Water Clenching, Fireball, Quicksand, Wood Binding Technique...


    All the five elements magic flow constantly.


    At attack, trap, or defend, restrict a group of demons.


    There are also demons who are approaching and want to absorb spiritual consciousness.


    But because everyone''s foreheads were sealed by the Form Painting with a formation, the most difficult method for the demons was not worth worrying about.


    In this way, everyone rushed forward endlessly.


    Gu An and Gu Quan were lenient in killing.


    Mo Hua frequently uses low-end spells, and his spiritual power is almost exhausted.


    Others were gritting their teeth and persevering.


    I don’t know how long it took, but my eyes suddenly became clear. Everyone saw the end of the temple and the River God Temple with golden eaves not far away.


    The chasing demons are getting slower and slower.


    It seems to be approaching the edge of the blood refining formation, so the activities of the demons are gradually limited.


    Everyone was greatly inspired.


    The River God Temple is right in front of you and is about to rush out.


    But if you fight hard for a long time, the more you go to the end, the easier it is to relax.


    Several monks of the Gu family breathed a sigh of relief, but they breathed a sigh of relief. The tense mentality instantly became unbalanced, and all the fatigue came back.


    The blood and energy were scarce and the spiritual power was blocked. The two monks of the Gu family could not lift their strength and fell directly to the ground.


    The heart of ink painting sinks.


    Seeing the demons behind him chasing him, Mo Hua immediately shouted, "Brother Xiao An, Brother Xiao Quan!"


    Gu An and Gu Quan immediately stopped from the front, jumped back, and carried the two Gu monks on their backs.


    Mo Hua said without any doubt: "You run first!"


    Gu An and Gu Quan were worried about Mo Hua and were stunned for a moment, but subconsciously obeyed Mo Hua''s orders, carried two comrades on their backs, and ran forward with force.


    The ink painting stayed at the end, and with a wave of his hand, he instantly crushed several ink bottles, and the spiritual ink splashed around him.


    Then his pupils were instantly pitch black.


    In desperation, Tianji Wei Pokemon was urged by him with all his strength, and deduced to the extreme, and his spiritual consciousness flowed to the extreme.


    Not enough!


    Highly!


    The strange shadow in Mo Hua''s eyes suddenly trembled and turned into two, and then the load of spiritual consciousness quickly intensified and was on the verge of limit.


    But the demons rushed over, but their spiritual consciousness was still not fast enough...


    “Hurry up…”


    Mo Hua gritted her teeth and tried her best to give birth to the formation.


    At this moment, a golden light flashed in Mo Hua''s eyes.


    The myelinization becomes into the spiritual consciousness, solidifies the sea of ??consciousness, and bears the load of weird calculations.


    The spiritual consciousness of the ink painting suddenly trembled, and after being twisted, it was another point above the limit, and three strange shadows were directly transformed.


    One original thought, three strange shadows, four parts of spiritual consciousness, control spiritual ink.


    Lingmo was controlled by his spiritual sense and divided four gossips, advancing in unison, instantly condensed into a second-grade sixteen-patterned ground killing formation at an unprecedented speed!


    At this moment, several demons rushed to Mo Hua.


    The ugly fish face, hideous fangs, and cold pupils are clearly visible...


    They opened their mouths to the ink painting.


    The ink screen had no expression and said softly:


    “Explode!”


    The earth killing formation was pulled by the spiritual consciousness and exploded instantly.


    The earth shook and the spiritual power flowed, swallowing and strangling these fish demons in an instant, crushing them into dust.


    Using the ground killing formation, killing these demons, the strange shadow in Mo Hua''s eyes faded, and she turned around and walked away. However, after not taking a few steps, her spiritual power suddenly stopped and the water stopped.


    The spiritual consciousness of the ink painting also became severely cramped.


    It seems that in the moment, the three levels of differentiation and formation of a formation had exhausted his spiritual consciousness.


    As soon as Mo Hua''s feet were soft, he would fall to the ground.


    At this moment, Gu Quan, who had saved the man and returned, caught the ink painting.


    Then Gu An also covered up and rushed back with a sharp sword light, repelling several other demons.


    The two of them protected the ink painting and fought and retreated. They finally left the scope of the blood refining formation and left the temple where the demons danced around.


    The demon chasing was wandering on the edge of the dojo, roaring at Mo Hua and others, but did not dare to leave the boundary.


    (This chapter ends)