Chapter 752 Want to run away?


    The sun shines brightly from the sky into the mountains and forests, cut into fine spots of light by layered branches and leaves of the trees, seeping into the forest, falling on the ground, mottled.


    The fallen leaves on the ground are very thick.


    This is a dense, vast and rarely visited mountain forest.


    Compare the map in my mind and roughly judged the location below.


    The mountains and forests here are located at the junction of the outer and inner mountains, part of the dangerous mountains. They are very remote, and there are not even many monsters appearing, and they are far away from the mountain gate.


    The journey is too long and takes too long.


    So ordinary disciples will not go here to hunt monsters.


    There was a faint mist floating in the forest, mixed with pungent miasma, the atmosphere was dead and a little depressed.


    The men in Mo Hua walked step by step into the deep forest following the pink blood on the ground and the traces of the monster being dragged.


    After walking for a cup of tea, the blood disappeared.


    The ground is messy, and there is no trace of it.


    Situ Jian and others looked at the ink painting silently.


    Linghu laughed at me for not understanding, so he also looked at the ink painting.


    Mo Hua lowered her head, her eyes suddenly became dark and deep, and the secret lines of heavenly secrets appeared in her eyes, and the causal lines in front of her gradually entangled.


    A scarlet aura slowly emerged and floated into the distance.


    The ink painting followed his finger and said:


    “Here.”


    After saying that, Mo Hua took the lead and walked towards the depths of the forest along the direction of the causal and effect qi.


    Situ Jian and his men followed him with a look of course.


    Only Linghu Xiao was a little confused.


    "How do you see this?"


    Seeing that Mo Hua and his men were about to go away, Linghu Xiao couldn''t ask questions, so he could only follow him silently.


    After walking like this for a while, Mo Hua suddenly stopped and said with a slightly solemn expression:


    "Be careful, it''s right in front."


    Situ Jian and his men looked stern and nodded.


    Linghu Xiao was stunned, but he still didn''t understand.


    How do you see this?


    He has a clear sword heart, his perception itself is very strong, and his spiritual consciousness is not weak, but now there is no trace within the scope of his spiritual consciousness.


    But has the enemy been discovered by ink painting?


    How strong is his spiritual sense?


    Linghu Xiao was secretly frightened, but in this case, he could only suppress the doubts in his heart.


    Under the guidance of Mo Hua, several people restrained their breath, held their breath, and let their steps lightly. After walking for a while, Linghu Xiao''s pupils shrank slightly.


    He sensed a powerful aura.


    This aura was mixed with **** demonic aura, which made his sword heart tremble slightly.


    After walking a few more steps, Situ Jian and others also noticed the fierce aura and their expressions became solemn.


    Mo Hua looked as usual, and walked a hundred feet away. He stopped and turned around and made a gesture, meaning that he would let everyone hide.


    Several people found a big bush-covered tree, hid behind the tree, and looked forward through the dense forest.


    In front of several ancient trees in the distance, a blood-colored hair, pink demon blood, and a slender and charming fox demon fell to the ground, and was already in a state of excitement.


    It was the **** fox.


    Next to Xue Meihu, there is a tall "monster" wrapped in a black robe, and cannot see clearly his face and body.


    The monster was lying next to the Blood Fox, eating demon blood and swallowing demon blood. The sound of chewing sounds came from his mouth, and it was like a wild beast in his breath.


    Eat monsters raw?


    Mo Hua and others all looked a little awesome.


    Hao Xuan was about to speak, but Mo Hua made a "silence" move, then waved his hand, led everyone away, and then nodded, indicating that everyone could speak.


    Hao Xuan lowered his voice and said:


    "What is this?"


    "Are you a human? Or a monster?"


    "Or...a demon cultivator?"


    "It may be a demon cultivator..." Situ Jian also whispered.


    "Do you know, how to distinguish demon cultivators?" Hao Xuan asked again, "Or, what is the difference between demon cultivators and demon cultivators?"


    Situ Jian and others were a little stunned.


    On weekdays, demon cultivators will be confused, and they can''t tell the difference between them.


    Anyway, according to the law of Tao, both demon cultivators and demon cultivators must be killed.


    Seeing that they didn''t understand, Mo Hua thought for a moment and said:


    "According to the division of Daotingsi, demon cultivators actually refer to ''demonic cultivators'', which are the general term for monks who practice evil and heretics'' practices, including but not limited to demon cultivators, corpse cultivators, evil cultivators, ghost cultivators, demon cultivators, etc...."


    "According to the practice method, different types of demonic cultivators are different."


    "The demon cultivator eats human flesh, corpses cultivate human corpses, evil cultivators collect vital energy, ghosts cultivate souls, and demon cultivators mainly absorb and squeeze out other people''s spiritual power."


    "Because the demon cultivator has the greatest power, most of the other evil demon cultivators rely on the demon cultivator sect, so ordinary demon corpses and evil ghost cultivators are also called demon cultivators..."


    These were all found out from Uncle Gu Changhua when I was offering a reward before, in order to "slay demons and eliminate demons" more professionally.


    Hao Xuan nodded and praised:


    "Senior Brother, you know a lot."


    Then he wondered, "What is this ''monster'', if you eat monsters or people?"


    Situ Jian shook his head, "Who said he had never eaten humans? All monsters can be eaten raw, let alone humans."


    "And it seems that it seems to have some problems with its spiritual consciousness. Does demonic nature overshadow human nature?"


    Mo Hua nodded slightly, "Yes."


    He could feel that although this "monster" had sanity, the fluctuations of the divine mind were abnormally disordered, as if it was a retrograde demonic power, a disordered mind, and became a wild beast for a moment.


    Situ Jian asked, "What should we do now?"


    He looked at the monster that was tearing the monster with his forehand and swallowing flesh and blood again, frowned, "From the breath, I''m afraid I have the strength in the late stage of foundation building, so it''s probably not easy to deal with..."


    Mo Hua stared at the monster for a moment, measured her mind for a moment, and her eyes turned cold:


    "Kill!"


    Situ Jian asked, "Don''t you leave any living?"


    Mo Hua shook his head, "This monster is too strong. We are not qualified to stay alive. We have to take action and we must do it if we take action. We cannot hesitate at all."


    "And if it is a demon cultivator and has left a living mouth, it may not be possible to ask anything."


    "If there is really a secret on it, even if it dies, the body will ''talk''."


    Everyone looked at each other and nodded in a deep voice:


    "good!"


    Mo Hua thought about it for a moment, then he concisely told his plan, then looked at Linghu and smiled and reminded:


    "Linghu, you have a strong swordsmanship, but don''t show off. You must act according to the plan and cooperate with Situ and the others."


    Linghu Xiao looked conceited, but he nodded sensibly.


    Although he is warlike, he can still tell the difference between priorities.


    Then everyone began to act according to the plan.


    Mo Hua and Hao Xuan respectively set up formations around them.


    The monster was ill, greedy and bloody, and was only concerned about gnawing on flesh and blood, and did not notice any abnormalities.


    After setting up the formation, Mo Hua winked at Linghu Xiao.


    Linghu Xiao slowly drew his sword, his breath rose all over his body, and his spiritual power flowed from his meridians, urging sword energy, his eyes became brighter and brighter, as sharp as the sword light.


    In the depressed mountains and forests, the murderous intent of sword energy gradually spread.


    When his sword energy accumulates to a certain extent, the "monster" that is devouring monsters seems to have also realized it.


    Its feeding speed slowed down.


    After a moment of anxiety, the monster suddenly turned his head and looked at Linghu Xiao.


    Under the black robe, the monster''s face was hollow, only two eyes with vertical pupils revealed a bloodthirsty light.


    Linghu Xiao felt cold in his heart, but at the same time, his sword energy had also been condensed to the extreme.


    The ancient moon-colored sword pointed forward, and a surging and dazzling sword energy rushed out of the air, like a string of moonlight, killing the monster with a bitter murderous intent.


    This sword is extremely powerful.


    The sword light approached, even though the monster was powerful and its remaining instinct forced him to avoid his sharp edge.


    The monster''s limbs touched the ground and wanted to crawl away.


    At this moment, Mo Hua pointed his finger and a blue water light appeared, and suddenly condensed into prisons, locking the monster''s body.


    Water prison technique!


    Although the water prison technique was broken free by the monster in just a few breaths, it was delayed for a while.


    After delaying this time, the light of the Chongxu sword that Linghu Xiao had fully activated has already arrived.


    It’s like the moon reflecting into the lake.


    The sword light broke through the body.


    The cold and ethereal sword light slashed directly on the monster''s back, splitting its black robe and its flesh.


    Black blood splashed out around.


    The monster roared, and a violent aura swept outward with a fishy storm.


    The pupils of the ink painting shrank.


    What a powerful demonic power!


    The black robe was split open by the sword energy, and the monster also showed its figure.


    Sure enough, he is a demon cultivator!


    Although its limbs were lying on the ground, the human figure could be clearly seen. Under the black robe, the exposed flesh was reddish-brown, and it was mixed with long hair.


    Its hands, like monsters, turned into sharp claws.


    The head was still wrapped in a black robe, but it showed the mouth like a dog, the eyes were cruel, and the mind was gone. The whole person was like a demonized "wewolf".


    Mo Hua shouted in a deep voice:


    “Brother Yang!”


    Yang Qianjun rushed out in response, his spear broke through the air, holding a little golden light, and directly grabbed the demon cultivator''s throat.


    He was wearing a custom armor.


    This set of armor, called Yunshan Armor, has cloud patterns on it, is as motionless as a mountain, and is engraved with wind formations and earth stone formations inside. It has strong defenses and does not affect the speed of body movements.


    Although Yang Qianjun is also a physical cultivation, he is different from Cheng Mo''s routine.


    Cheng Mo can carry and fight, and is suitable for wearing heavy armor and being the only one.


    Yang Qianjun was born as a Taoist soldier and was better at close-range guerrilla warfare.


    At this time, Cheng Mo was injured and could only rely on Yang Qianjun in front of him.


    Although the strength of the two sides is very different, Yang Qianjun does not need to fight the demon cultivator to decide the victory or defeat.


    Just focus on defense and attack as the auxiliary, and move around in close proximity and hold this demon cultivator.


    This demon cultivator was dragged by Yang Qianjun.


    It waved its sharp claws and slammed like a wolf demon, but due to its mental disorder and only had instinct, it was always avoided by Yang Qianjun with his rich experience.


    He really couldn''t hide, so Yang Qianjun relied on Yunshan''s armor to resist.


    Although every time I resist, my blood and energy will surging and my body will suffer, I can still hold on in a short period of time.


    In the distance, Situ Jian and Linghu Xiao began to activate the sword energy to attack.


    Lihuo sword energy and Chongxu sword energy passed through the air, intertwined with each other, constantly strangling the flesh and blood of the demon cultivator.


    The melee between the mountains and forests became fierce for a while.


    The demon cultivator''s injuries were aggravated little by little.


    But the one who can''t hold on first must be Yang Qianjun.


    It is too difficult to compete with this powerful demon cultivator head-on, and he must concentrate and his spiritual sense is tense, so he cannot relax at all.


    Once a flaw is revealed, the consequences will be unimaginable.


    The demon cultivator''s injuries worsened, and his madness was very fierce, and the faster the attack became, the more fierce it became.


    Yang Qianjun gritted his teeth and struggled to support him. Although the ink painting used magic to assist him, he was almost at his limit.


    Seeing this, Mo Hua shouted:


    “Hao Xuan.”


    Hao Xuan immediately took out a demon fishy pill and crushed it.


    This pill is refined with demon **** cordata, and it has a rotten smell. Like demon **** cordata, it can attract monsters.


    The demon fishy elixir was crushed and the smell spread.


    The demon cultivator who had been "demonized" almost instinctively, was pulled by it and stopped his movements.


    It sniffed in the air, and saliva mixed with demon blood flowed out, and then a pair of blood-red eyes instantly locked in Hao Xuan.


    Hao Xuan felt his hair stand up and ran away without any hesitation.


    In just a moment, the demon cultivator roared and rushed towards Hao Xuan with a fishy storm.


    Yang Qianjun got time to breathe and immediately meditated and took pills to restore his spiritual power. On the other side, the demon cultivator was extremely fast, and Hao Xuan also urged his body skills to the extreme and ran desperately.


    But he did not escape aimlessly.


    Instead, he followed Mo Hua''s instructions and led the demon cultivator to the formation that had been arranged around him.


    After a while, the surrounding formations were triggered one by one.


    There are both trapping formations such as the quicksand formation, the earth **** formation, and the golden lock formation, as well as the earth fire formation, the earth killing formation, and the golden blade formation.


    In the deep forest, rumbling sounds came one after another.


    The forests and trees were shaking, grass and stones rolled, and the light of the five elements and eight trigrams of spiritual power continued to disappear.


    Linghu laughed and lost his mind.


    Even Situ Jian and others who are familiar with ink painting were shocked to see it.


    Then how many sub-forms have you buried?


    Ink paintings indeed buried many formations.


    And among them, most of the second-grade high-level entry-level formations mixed with the seventeenth pattern.


    In order to be low-key, most of the two-grade intermediate formations used by fellow students are usually used in second-grade mid-level formations.


    When he used the seventeen-stitch high-level formation himself, he secretly mixed it into the second-level intermediate formation.


    This will occasionally have the power of several formations, which "looks" very strong.


    But other disciples only use their eyes to "see" and do not know that this includes high-level formations.


    Of course, the use of formations itself is actually limited.


    The second-grade high-level formation, Situ and the others can''t use it for the time being.


    The demon cultivator was led by Hao Xuan, and shuttled through the mountains and forests. After repeated formation bombings, he was covered in scars, turning from a werewolf to a half-calorie "wild dog".


    Finally, he plopped and fell to the ground.


    Yang Qianjun immediately wanted to rush up and completely end it, but was stopped by Mo Hua.


    "It''s cheating death."


    Yang Qianjun was stunned.


    Situ Jian''s eyes were slightly condensed, "If it pretends to die, wouldn''t it mean..."


    Mo Hua nodded, "The demonization has receded, and its rationality has returned."


    Situ Jian understood and immediately condensed a hot Lihuo sword light and rushed straight to the heart of the demon cultivator who was lying on the ground, looking dying.


    Linghu Xiao was not willing to be outdone. He took action almost at the same time, and a light of rushing to the demon cultivator''s forehead.


    The fallen demon cultivator suddenly opened his eyes.


    Those fierce, beastly eyes have faded away from their cruelty and more cunning.


    A group of cunning little ghosts!


    It scolded in its heart.


    But when two sharp sword lights attacked, it had to hide.


    The demon cultivator was on all sides and suddenly pounced on the ground, rolling on the ground, avoiding two dead sword lights, and then slowly stood up.


    In the dim mountains and forests.


    The demon cultivator''s figure became shorter and shorter, and eventually completely retreated from "demonization" and became a tall "cultivator".


    His body was damaged and covered in bruises.


    Only the face was covered by the messy and noisy long hair, and you could only see a pair of greedy eyes.


    Mo Hua asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why are you in the Demon Refining Mountain?"


    The demon cultivator smiled coldly, his eyes were insidious, and he did not answer.


    Ink paintings don’t expect him to answer.


    He just asked by the way.


    Unless this demon cultivator is really a "mind-retarded", it is impossible to express his origin so simply.


    Mo Hua immediately took action, and a fireball technique accidentally flew out and headed straight for the demon cultivator.


    At the same time, Linghu Xiao, Yang Qianjun, Situ Jian and Hao Xuan took action together.


    Five to one, the two sides instantly fought together.


    Ink paintings are all fellow students, hunting monsters all year round and working together.


    Although Linghu Xiao is a disciple of Chongxu Sect, he has been involved in the disciples of Taixu Sect for a while and knows a little bit about the tactics they are commonly used by Mo Hua.


    Moreover, he was a talented swordsman genius. With just a few rounds, he gradually became familiar with the cooperation between offense and defense.


    And the demon cultivator has faded away from the demonization and his strength has been greatly reduced.


    Moreover, after being "baptized" by the formation, he was seriously injured.


    At this time, we fought with Mo Hua and the others again, and the spear, sword energy, and spells were replaced one after another, and we were overwhelmed.


    But in just ten rounds, the decline was revealed and he was suppressed everywhere, and he could only be beaten passively.


    The demon cultivator felt cold in his heart.


    To lose!


    After a maximum of twenty rounds, you will definitely lose!


    As soon as he thought about this, the demon cultivator stopped holding back, bit his tongue and swallowed a little blood. Then, a strange pattern suddenly appeared on his arm.


    Mo Hua was stunned, and then her pupils shook.


    This is…


    Demonic pattern? !


    "Be careful!" Mo Hua said immediately.


    Yang Qianjun, who was as powerful as a dragon, wanted to attack the demon cultivator''s heart vein, immediately became alert when he heard this, turned attack into defense, and spear crossed and placed it in front of his chest.


    The demon cultivator''s right hand lit up, and then his arm suddenly swelled, like a brutal wolf claw, wrapped in powerful demonic power, and suddenly tore at Yang Qianjun.


    This claw is extremely powerful.


    Yang Qianjun couldn''t resist it, his spear was knocked away, and the armor on his chest was torn apart, his body flew backwards and fell to the ground.


    The demon cultivator stepped forward and wanted to finish the attack, taking Yang Qianjun''s life.


    Situ Jian and others immediately stepped forward to support.


    But when the demon was halfway through his cultivation, he suddenly flashed and took advantage of the flaws that Situ Jian and others wanted to support him, he came to Situ Jian instead.


    Situ Jian couldn''t resist it.


    Linghu Xiao, who was standing beside him, immediately urged a sword energy to attack the demon cultivator.


    The demon cultivator said "tsk" and could only throw down Situ Jian. His demonized arm was raised horizontally, blocking the sword energy.


    The sword energy broke through the flesh of his arm.


    But the demonic pattern was stimulated, and the demonic arm was surging with demonic power and hard flesh. Even if I took over this sword energy, I did not leave too serious injuries.


    But the demon cultivator knew that it was over.


    If you continue to get entangled, even if you kill one or two little devils, you will still fall here.


    You can die, but you must not die here.


    And no corpse can be left!


    The demon cultivator looked at Linghu Xiao and the others viciously again, kept the accounts in his heart, and then stopped loving them, turned around and left.


    "Don''t try to escape!"


    Seeing this, Situ Jian looked slightly angry and immediately activated the Lihuo sword energy, condensed a fiery red sword light, and headed straight for the demon cultivator.


    The sword was very fast, and the demon cultivator had no time to hide, and was hit in the back by a sword.


    The demon cultivator staggered two steps, endured his injuries, cursed, and continued to escape to the distance.


    At the same time, Linghu Xiao had already condensed his sword energy and pointed it one by one.


    The bitter sword energy of the Xu rushed out of the air and took the demon cultivator''s legs, trying to use this to destroy the legs of the evil beast and leave it behind.


    The demon cultivator''s eyes shook slightly, but he sneered, and then he was like a wolf dog. He jumped and was about to avoid the Chongxu sword energy.


    At this moment, the ink painting used the water prison technique out of thin air.


    This water prison technique was extremely accurate and mechanized for a moment.


    The expression of the demon cultivator changed.


    What''s so **** that''s this disgusting spell!


    As soon as it struggles, the water prison technique will be broken.


    But the Chongxu sword energy also arrived in a flash. The demon cultivator tried his best to dodge, but still did not dodge completely. The sword light passed by close to his body and failed to hit its thigh, but still left a blood mark on its calves.


    The demon cultivator was extremely angry.


    Sooner or later, I will tear these little ghosts into pieces!


    It ignored its image and endured its injuries. It used all its limbs, like a wolf dog, ran wildly, and dodged a few times, then escaped dozens of feet.


    Linghu Xiao wanted to condense the sword energy of Chongxu again and left the demon cultivator, but found that with just raising his hand, the demon cultivator had already escaped far away like a wild beast.


    The mountains and forests are stacked, and the figures of the demon cultivator are gradually drifting away.


    This distance, his spiritual sense could not be locked at all.


    He could only watch the demon cultivator disappear into his sight little by little.


    Linghu Xiao felt unwilling and looked annoyed, but after a moment he was suddenly stunned.


    He found that there was an aura of gold and stone sword energy beside him.


    This sword energy is very familiar.


    Linghu Xiao turned his head and found that at some point Mo Hua had already taken out a golden spirit sword.


    This spiritual sword is rough in shape and looks weird, but it exudes a strange murderous intent.


    "Do you want to run?"


    Mo Hua''s eyes were slightly cold, and then her pupils were instantly pitch black, and the foundation of her eyes was as deep as a pool of water.


    The powerful divine thoughts are like tentacles, firmly controlling the spiritual sword in front of them.


    At the same time, his spiritual sense will also lock the figure of the demon cultivator who is 150 meters away, running away from east to west.


    "go!"


    Mo Hua said softly.


    Then in an instant, deep divine fluctuations spread.


    The spirit sword buzzed and suddenly turned into a golden light. It broke out through the air at an incredible speed, shuttled through the forest, drew out a sharp and clear golden thread, and headed straight for the escaped demon cultivator.


    The demon cultivator escaped further and further away, and was about to escape from the sky, and he was about to breathe a sigh of relief.


    Suddenly, a warning suddenly occurred.


    It seemed as if there was a terrible spiritual sense that locked himself tightly.


    At the same time, a sharp and cold and treacherous murderous intent came straight to himself at an extremely fast speed.


    "what happened?!"


    The demon cultivator was shocked.


    It turned its head and wanted to see if there was something behind it, and then it saw the deadly golden light.


    This is...Sword Light?


    Resistance of the Sword? !


    The demon cultivator''s pupils shook violently. In the moment of life and death, it induced the demonic patterns on his right arm to the extreme, and blocked his head and chest with his surging demonic power and demonized flesh and blood.


    Then, the golden sword hit and the golden light burst out.


    The sword energy was raging, the spiritual sword was shattered, and as the two strangled, a ball of blood mist exploded.


    The demon cultivator only felt that he couldn''t open his eyes, and his right arm seemed to be cut into pieces, which was heartbreaking.


    The strong sword energy hit its body.


    After enduring the severe pain and came to his senses, he realized that he had been knocked away by this sword.


    And its right arm is gone.


    The little half of his body was bloody, as if he had been gnawed by hundreds of monsters.


    The demon cultivator''s eyes were frightened, endured the severe pain, and carried his last breath, crawled into the dense forest, and his figure disappeared.


    In just ten breaths, the ink paintings also rushed over.


    The sword energy exploded, and the blood on the ground was gone. The figure of the demon cultivator disappeared.


    Mo Hua let go of his spiritual sense and searched for a moment. Suddenly, he let out a light "huh" and then walked to the corner of the forest. He turned out a small **** and exposed arm from the soil and rocks.


    This is the demon cultivator''s arm.


    Most of its right arm was shattered by the sword energy, burst into blood mist, leaving only this small part.


    And this piece of arm is blurry and there are still monster patterns.


    Mo Hua stared at Yaowen for a few glances, raised her eyebrows, and her eyes gradually became brighter.


    “It’s indeed…”


    “Four Symbol Formation Pattern!”


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