Chapter 787: The lights go out (Thank you, the leader of Xiaobai’s radish boss~)
Jin Gui was guided by Mo Hua to death.
There were still a few demon cultivators left in the field, and they were shocked and fled in all directions, but they were unable to escape the sword bone''s poisonous hands. They were chased by it one by one and died with the white bone sword.
After the demon cultivator died, many evil thoughts remained.
The sword bone was envious, but in front of the ink painting, it did not dare to move, and tried to pretend to be an "old man".
After all, it is not something serious and evil spirits should do.
Mo Hua glanced at it and said:
"You eat it."
"No, no," Jianbo shook his head straight, "Those who are close to the red are red, and those who are close to the ink are black. I will follow you, and I will definitely turn back to the right from now on, and I will never touch these demons and evil spirits."
The ink painting looked a little subtle and frowned:
"If you ask you to eat, you can eat it. Where does so much nonsense come from?"
"I…"
Sword bones are still hesitating.
It doesn’t know whether the ink painting really wants to eat it, or it is just "testing" itself, whether it can restrain desires and withstand the temptation of "evil spirits".
Sometimes, it is difficult to guess the "high intention".
The sword bone was not sure for a moment. It secretly glanced at Mo Hua. Seeing that Mo Hua was already a little impatient, he immediately felt nervous and said:
"Yes! Yes! Thank you for your reward, I will definitely act on order."
It means, it''s not what I want to eat.
I ate after following your orders.
Don''t turn your back on others...
Then Jianbo no longer hesitated and began to **** the evil thoughts of the surrounding demons into his abdomen bit by bit.
At first it was a little gentle. Every time it took a bite, it raised its head and looked at the expression of Mo Hua. As long as the expression of Mo Hua was a little unhappy, it immediately stopped.
But after eating for a while, it found that the ink painting really didn''t seem to care whether it was eating or not, and immediately let it go.
As soon as he feels relieved, it feels unbearable to be "hungry".
Since transforming into the "Sword Demon", it has never "eat" any mental power. At this time, so many rich evil thoughts of demon cultivators are in front of you, which makes it look particularly "delicious".
Sword bone couldn''t help but feast on it.
Ink painting does not care.
He really doesn''t like these evil thoughts.
Moreover, although the demon cultivator is essentially a "half-demon", he still has a human appearance, and Mo Hua doesn''t have the appetite.
He walked to the coffin on the side.
These three dark coffins are carved with demonic patterns, which are cold and strange, exactly the same as the coffin that sacrificed the three people with small wood outside.
There are indeed some formations on the coffin.
The ink painting took a casual stroke, broke the formation and opened the coffin.
Linghu Xiao, Ouyang Mu and Song Jian were indeed locked inside.
They looked pale, their eyes closed tightly, and they were unconscious.
Mo Hua''s spiritual consciousness scanned and found that the three people''s spiritual consciousness was pure and there was no demonic energy.
It is probably the first time that the soul has left the body, so it seems a little weak, but it is not a big deal.
Mo Hua nodded slightly before he felt relieved.
On the other side, Jianbo had already eaten the evil thoughts of the demon cultivator.
The injuries left behind by ink painting are gradually healing.
At the same time, its demonic energy entangled with the bones, further becoming stronger, and the momentum around its body was gradually rising.
A scarlet and evil luster lit up from its eyes.
It feels that its own Taoism has increased greatly, and a tyrannical feeling arises in its heart that can tear everything apart, swallow everything, and suppress everything.
The evil demon''s arrogance is gradually becoming arrogant...
Jianbo Head lowered his head and glanced at Mo Hua.
Ink painting also glanced at it indifferently.
It was like a basin of cold water, pouring its head down, and the arrogant arrogance of the sword bone was immediately extinguished.
It bent over and said embarrassedly:
"Young Master, I, I''ve finished eating..."
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, pointed at Linghu Xiao and said, "You carry them, let''s go back first."
As soon as Jianbot heard it back, he nodded immediately:
"well!"
It took a lot of evil thoughts and greatly "tonicated", which can be said to have achieved great benefits.
Now that people have been rescued, they can escape safely from this dangerous demon-refining map. It is really the best of both worlds.
Are there any dangers and gain a lot!
Jianbo was very happy.
Even the ink paintings like the "Great Plague God" look kind and cute in its eyes.
The tall sword bones immediately raised Ouyang Mu and the other two, followed Mo Hua''s original path and left the valley, walked through the bone passage, followed the Shinto chains, and returned to the blood pool.
The journey was safe and sound.
Jianbo was very calm in his heart.
Finally "going home"...
But as soon as it put down Linghu Xiao and the other two, it heard Mo Hua say, "You go back with me again."
"go back?"
Jianbo was stunned.
"Aren''t the person rescued? Why are you going back to do?"
Mo Hua glanced at it lightly, "The person was rescued, and the matter has just begun..."
"Serious things" have not been done yet.
Just business…
Jianbo was stunned.
What exactly does this little ancestor want to do?
Jianbo wanted to ask, but he didn''t dare to ask. He wanted to refuse, but he didn''t dare to refuse, so as not to seem too rude to seem, so that he could only lower his head and said:
"yes."
Xiao Mutou and the other two were still unconscious.
Mo Hua confirmed that there was no other problem with the souls of the three people, so she temporarily left the three people in the blood pool, with shintographies painted around it.
These shrine formation patterns are both used to "seal" and to "protect" them.
After it was ready, the ink painting followed the chains of the Shinto and returned to the Demon Refining Picture.
Jianbo hesitated for a moment and could only grit his teeth and keep up.
After entering the Demon Refining Picture, the scenery was as usual.
But this time, the ink painting has no worries and it is much more convenient to act.
"I want to see where the demon in this picture is hidden..."
The eyes of the Mo Hua flashed slightly, and she walked towards the depths of the Demon Refining Picture.
"I''ve been stuck for too long."
"This time, it''s time to go a step further..."
…
And while Jingui''s soul was destroyed by the ink painting.
Wan Yao Valley, in a hall deep in the depths.
A gust of wind blew by one of the platforms.
A bright lamp in front of the golden flesh body went out instantly.
The more than a dozen of the civil servants who were busy in the hall, all of them calmed down in an instant, with a hint of dullness on their faces.
"What''s going on? The light... is out?"
"How could it be destroyed?"
"A man dies like a lamp extinguishes, his soul...is he dead?"
Some demon cultivators were in charge of the affairs and immediately sneered.
A demon cultivator sarcastically said:
"It''s indeed a waste!"
"He couldn''t even do such a thing when the young master told me, and he even gave his life."
"The demons in the picture are all blocked and cannot come out. If he asks him to send three souls, he can make mistakes..."
"How did this idiot die?"
A demon cultivator sneered, "It''s not that he fell into a cliff and died..."
The sneering of other demon cultivators also sounded.
In the middle of the hall, inside the pearl curtain screen, a young man with his face invisible and only a vague and handsome figure could be seen, sitting upright on it.
He is counting the files in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley.
Hearing this, the young man frowned slightly and looked cold.
The crowd of officials, who noticed that the atmosphere was not right, stopped smiling and did not dare to speak out again.
After a quiet moment, an old manager said:
"Young Master, I''m afraid something is wrong..."
"Jin Gui is no longer capable, but he is always covered with the Four Elephant Xuanhu Demon Pattern. It is absolutely impossible without the surrounding and killing of the demon ghost. He died in the demon refining map so easily."
"I''m afraid..." The old manager paused slightly, and then said in a deep voice, "I was ''invaded'' by something."
"Invading the Demon Refining Picture?"
The demon cultivators below looked at each other.
Jin Yixuan''s eyes froze and said, "Young Master, could it be... the ''rat'' who was sneaking in the dark?"
The young master looked indifferent.
Jin Yixuan explained: "The three little ghosts ran away before, and it was obvious that someone was secretly helping him."
"But when we caught those three little ghosts, there were no other figures around. Obviously, the ''rat'' saw that the situation was not good and ran away in advance."
"At this time, he secretly ''invaded'' the demon-refining picture, probably to save the three little ghosts."
“This ''mouse’…”
Jin Yixuan''s expression was slightly dark, "I''m afraid it''s more ''thorny'' than we think."
He is good at concealing, proficient in the primordial magnetic formation, and even roughly understands some divine methods, can bypass "rituals" and invade the demon-refining map with divine thoughts... There are many methods and various ways.
The young master''s eyes were slightly condensed and his tone was cold:
"Find it out and kill it."
At this point, he no longer had patience.
This mouse has been hindering him again and again, and there is no need to keep it now.
Among the crowd, one person came out of the crowd and said arrogantly:
"I just ''rat'', so I lighted the light into the picture and killed him."
This man looks like a young man, with a handsome face, with a hint of evil spirit, and is exactly Jin Yicai from the Broken Golden Gate.
Jin Yixuan frowned slightly, "You go?"
Jin Yicai smiled frivolously and said, "Cousin, don''t worry, I''m not that trash Jin Gui, I won''t die so inexplicably like him."
Jin Yixuan was a little worried.
In his eyes, Jin Yicai is actually a waste.
But after all, he has a special identity and noble bloodline. If something happens, he will not be able to explain to the elders in the clan when he goes back.
"This ''rat'' should not be underestimated..." Jin Yixuan said.
Jin Yicai shook his head, "Cousin, if you think it wrong, the weak will sneak up on you. How can the strong be sneaky?"
"If this ''rat'' was really that strong, if he had killed us all, wouldn''t he be so timid?" "Precisely because he is not our opponent, he would only dare to do these small moves in secret like a ''rat''."
Jin Yixuan thought with his eyes, nodded and said:
"Take a few more managers and go with you."
Jin Yicai paused for a moment and wanted to say that there was no need. With his ability, one person was enough. If you call a few more people, you will inevitably share your contribution.
But this is what his cousin meant, and he couldn''t refuse.
And this matter was the young master''s order after all, and if there is a mistake, he really cannot explain it.
Jin Yicai said, "Okay, according to my cousin''s wishes."
Jin Yixuan lit four "managers" and sat on the stage with Jin Yicai, facing a strange mural, and lit the soul lamp.
When the soul was pulled, it naturally entered the demon refining map.
When several people opened their eyes, there was a gloomy valley covered by black clouds and blood mist in front of them.
The blood stream is gurgling, and white bones are piled up on the ground.
It is the Demon Refining Valley in the Demon Refining Picture.
They walked into the valley along the fixed road of "sacrifice", while searching for clues along the way.
Soon, they found Jin Gui''s burial place.
“There was a battle…”
"The demonic energy is very strong, mixed with sword energy, and the enemy seems to be a ''sword demon''."
"There is another kind of divine aura, but it is very weak. I don''t seem to have exerted much force during the battle. Compared with the demonic aura, the sense of existence is much weaker..."
Jin Yicai was slightly stunned, "Sword Demon?"
Not a human, not a demon, but a sword demon?
Which Jiandao Sect is raised?
Jin Yicai was a little puzzled, looked up at the distance, and continued:
"Chase!"
A group of five demon cultivators were in charge and continued to chase forward.
About a stick of incense, they saw a sword demon with a tall body and awesome demon on the road.
There is also a "little bit" next to it.
Jin Yicai''s arrogant eyes only saw the "powerful" sword demon. He didn''t care about Mo Hua at all. He immediately stepped forward and said with a cold laugh:
"You killed Jingui?"
Jianbo was stunned when he heard this.
What is Jingui?
Where does it know...
But on the surface, it is silent, dull and cold.
Seeing that it was so "arrogant", Jin Yicai''s eyelids twitched slightly, and then he laughed coldly:
"Just kill a waste, are you very proud?"
Mo Hua was by his side, Jianbo was polite, but he still didn''t dare to say a word, and ignored Jin Yicai''s ridicule.
Jin Yicai''s eyes froze.
Could this sword demon be a "puppet"?
He looked at the ink painting next to him again.
But Mo Hua''s figure was smaller than outside, so Jin Yicai didn''t recognize him for a while and was ignored by him.
"Although Jin Gui is a waste, this sword demon seems to be useless. No matter what, let''s test it first..."
Jin Yicai said silently in his heart, and then stopped talking nonsense, immediately showed his sword energy and killed the sword demon.
Jianbo was helpless in his heart.
Why do these people like to seek death so much?
You are looking for the right path even if you are looking for death.
If you attack the little kid next to you, you will die in an instant. Why are you competing with your "flower"?
But the opponent is coming, and it is impossible for Sword Bones to fight back.
It turned into a white bone demon sword and fought with Jin Yicai.
But Jianbo couldn''t guess Mo Hua''s thoughts, and didn''t know whether to do all his strength, so he fought with Jin Yicai for a while without effort.
For a moment, both sides fought back and forth.
Jin Yicai was slightly surprised, "This sword demon does have a few tricks. No wonder Jin Gui died in its hands..."
After several rounds, it was hard to decide the outcome, a golden light suddenly flashed.
Jin Yicai felt a stern heart, and realized something was wrong. He swung the sword bone with one sword and turned to look.
After seeing this, it was like falling into an ice cellar.
The four managers behind him who were originally watching the battle with a sneer on their faces were shattered by an unknown force.
what happened? !
Jin Yicai''s pupils were trembling.
Just at this moment, a crisp, but unhappy voice said, "Sword Bones!"
"yes!"
Jianbo responded quickly.
It knew that this little ancestor was impatient and was unwilling to waste time on these little miscellaneous things.
The sword bone no longer held back, two **** of magic fire ignited in his pupils, and the bone sword in his hand suddenly became bigger and slashed suddenly.
Jin Yicai couldn''t resist it at all, and a deep blood mark was instantly cut off his shoulder.
Only then did he realize that his gold-breaking sword technique was vulnerable to the sword demon.
"not good!"
He roared angrily, the demonic patterns on his back shiny, and the demonic power gradually condensed.
This is a pair of dog patterns.
Jianbo smiled contemptuously without any hesitation. Another sword was made with his backhand, which easily stabbed Jin Yicai''s left chest and nailed him to the ground.
"I''m tattooed with a dog, what kind of big-tailed wolf is pretending to be?"
Jin Yicai''s face turned pale.
No, how could the battle of divine thoughts be completely different from what I imagined?
Why is this sword demon so powerful?
And those four demon cultivators died, how did they die?
He was frightened and at a loss, and then heard a crisp voice beside him asking:
"In the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, there are so many demons, where have you hidden them? Why can''t I find them?"
Jin Yicai looked at the Mo Hua next to him again and saw that although he was much smaller, his face and expression were very familiar. He suddenly realized it and thought, "You, you are..."
Jin Yicai was so shocked that he couldn''t speak.
Mo Hua shook her head, "Forget it, I''ll go find it myself."
"Sword bones, you''ve eaten them all."
eat? !
Jin Yicai''s eyes were shocked and before he could think about it, death was coming.
The last thing that reflected in his pupils was a white hideous bone sword and a pair of cold and empty white bone eyes.
Sword bones killed Jin Yicai with one sword, shook his head, and murmured in his heart:
"The world of cultivation is sinister, and the way of gods is even more cruel. It''s not something you, the young master, can play..."
Your devil is still walking on thin ice, not to mention that you are a proud idiot who knows nothing.
…
The moment when Jin Yicai died.
In the hall of Wan Yao Valley, all five soul lamps have been extinguished.
The demon cultivators around were silent.
Even the young master in the screen bead curtain had his pupils slightly shrunk.
They also noticed that something seemed wrong.
Jin Yixuan also frowned, and he never expected this.
His cousin is a waste, he knows it well, so he doesn''t expect anything.
But those who followed his cousin, ignited the soul lamp, and entered the demon map were all demon cultivators who were experienced and had certain experience in killing the gods.
The soul lamps of these four people were destroyed in an instant.
In other words, these four managers were killed by something almost at the same time.
Jin Yixuan''s heart sank, and then he realized that the person who entered the demon refining map might not be a "rat", but very likely, a "tiger" who eats people.
Moreover, this "tiger"... If you just want to save someone, you can leave after killing Jin Gui.
But it doesn''t.
After it killed Jin Gui, it still stayed in the demon refining picture.
There are even killed by several managers, including Jin Yicai, who will go to support.
He is very murderous, cruel in nature, and must be...he has a lot of plans!
After all, there is a big secret hidden in the demon refining map...
Jin Yixuan looked solemn and bowed to the top:
"Young Master, the one who invades the demon-refining picture, whether it is a human, a demon or a demon, must be killed as soon as possible!"
The young man looked cold and did not comment.
Jin Yixuan thought briefly and said:
"We should avoid dispersing troops when using troops. We will easily be defeated by them."
"So, it''s better to take action together and use the power of thunder to completely surround it and kill it, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"
The young master pondered for a moment, nodded slowly and said:
“That’s all…”
Jin Yixuan bowed to the young master, then turned around and said, "Everyone, light the soul lamp, follow me to enter the map and kill foreign enemies!"
“Yes, leader!”
“Abide by the order!”
More than a dozen managers bowed.
Then they followed the convention, each of them lit a soul lamp, sat cross-legged, closed their eyes tightly, and their souls entered the demon refining picture.
They looked solemn and knew that the situation was a little serious.
But what they don’t know is how serious the situation is…
After the demons entered the picture, the hall suddenly became quiet.
Only a few soul lamps that have been extinguished, white smoke curling, and a dozen soul lamps that have not yet been extinguished, swaying slightly.
Inside the screen, the young man still did his own thing.
The Wan Yao Valley was destroyed, and time was in a hurry. There were too many things to be transferred out and could not be left in the valley, so as not to give people a handle.
There is peace of mind whenever there is a big event.
This is what the ancestor taught him.
The more critical the moment you reach, the more you must be calm and calm in order to have a pattern of doing big things.
He will use the Qianxuezhou area and the four major sects as a springboard to stand at the top of the entire Dao Court in the future, stay high in the clouds, and control the fate of countless monks in this world of cultivation.
The young man calmed down a little bit.
He has counted the sorted collection of Taoist scriptures, drafts of formations, elixirs, evil tools, and other Taoist supplies, and prepared to put them in storage bags and take them away.
He looked focused and counted them all.
I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed that it didn’t last long...
A gust of cold wind blew through.
The young man seemed to feel something, his fingers trembled and his body froze.
After a while, he slowly raised his head, his clear eyes looked at the hall, and his pupils trembled violently.
Inside the hall.
The soul lamp...is completely gone...
?Thank you, the leader of Xiaobai’s carrot~
??I owe another one.
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(This chapter ends)