Chapter 788 The Evil God


    "All...dead?"


    Since birth, the young man who is above the world has been a pampered young man, felt the cold air that oozed out of his bone marrow for the first time.


    How could they die?


    How did he die?


    And whose hands did he die?


    What exactly is the "thing" in the demon refining picture?


    The hall was empty, the soul lamp was gone, only the white smoke rose up, and no one answered.


    At this moment, the soul lamp in front of Jin Yixuan suddenly shone red, and a little evil fire swayed and rose.


    Jin Yixuan''s dead body was also twisting and twitching, and then he raised his head and slowly opened his eyes.


    His eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes.


    And another possessed "blood shadow" appeared on his shoulder - Mr. Tu.


    The young man looked solemn and asked in a cold voice:


    "Sir, what happened?"


    "Mr. Tu" possessed by Jin Yixuan, bleeding and tears flowed from his eyes, and his voice was old and filled with fear:


    "The one who invaded the Wan Yao Valley...is a ''evil god''."


    The young man looked slightly pale, "The evil god?"


    "Mr. Tu" said: "I have not entered the picture and have never seen it with my own eyes. But through the slightest fragment of the divine thoughts that have been traced back before the death of this body, I felt a trace of the breath of...''God''!"


    "This trace of divine aura is very strange, like a god, like a human, and terrifyingly deep."


    "Divine nature repels human nature. Those who are half-human and half-god must enter the evil path, and are powerful and evil things in the existence of divine thoughts."


    "In the Qianxuezhou realm, the power of the Lord of the Great Wilderness cannot be borrowed."


    "I only have a wisp of residual soul here. I cannot use all kinds of means. Such a ''evil god'' cannot compete with it."


    The young man was arrogant and frowned, "Where did such a fierce **** come from, and why did he invade my Ten Thousand Demons Valley?"


    "I don''t know..." Mr. Tu''s voice was obscure, and then he was shocked, remembering something, and trembling with his teeth:


    “It’s the ‘God War’!”


    “Man is a believer of God and a follower of God.”


    "All the monk''s actions are numerous, but the root of them is the ''will'' of the god..."


    "The reason why the monks from Taixu Sect and Chongxu Sect attacked the Wan Demon Valley with all their might is to... in order to send this ''evil god'' in, invade the demon refining map, and destroy the foundation of my God Lord..."


    As soon as this statement came out, the young master felt cold all over his body.


    Even Mr. Tu didn''t expect that the so-called "divine war" would come so directly and so fiercely.


    Originally, he thought that the gods would only hide behind the scenes, use believers as their minions, and make plans in secret and make plans.


    But now, a ''evil god'' has actually taken action himself.


    The forces of Taixu and Chongxu cannot be underestimated.


    The "god" behind them did not play according to common sense, which was difficult to figure out.


    "If so," the young master''s eyes were as serious as water, and he looked at Mr. Tu, "Doesn''t that mean that He already knows... the real ''secret'' in our demon refining map?"


    Mr. Tu looked solemn, "He is a god, the way of gods is unfathomable, and it is not surprising that omniscience and omnipotence are not surprising."


    The young master said, "Then what should we do now?"


    Mr. Tu''s pupils trembled, and blood almost dripped from his heart. He gritted his teeth and said:


    "Broken ''Shen Bridge''!"


    The young master was stunned, a little unbelievable, "Broken God Bridge?"


    Mr. Tu said decisively: "It must be done! It must be absolutely impossible, let Him see the true ''shen''!"


    "Not even more, let Him touch the ''land of God'' of Lord God!"


    The young master was solemn and nodded slightly.


    Mr. Tu continued: "I will **** the young master into the demon refining map, avoid this ''evil god'', enter the center directly, forcefully break the ''shen bridge'', cut off the road to the ''shen land'', and not give him the opportunity to covet the Lord of God!"


    "Once the situation is wrong," Mr. Tu looked at the young master, "I will be the ''guard of the palace'' for the young master!"


    Enter the demon refining picture and face the "evil god" directly...


    The young master looked resolute and nodded slightly.


    …


    At this time, the "evil god" mentioned by Mr. Tu was still ignorant of the "eating" in the demon refining map.


    "Where is the demon in this picture?"


    Mo Hua muttered silently.


    The sword bone, which looked ferocious and terrifying, followed Mo Hua gently.


    It has some spiritual thoughts.


    The scenes just now are still firmly engraved in its mind.


    In one blink of an eye, more than a dozen demon cultivators at the level of in charge were directly erased.


    Even the leader of the demon cultivator was no match for this little ancestor.


    Before becoming the "Sword Demon", it was an old demon cultivator who forged an evil sword for hundreds of years in the Demon Refining Valley.


    It is not clear whether Wan Yao Valley has ever changed its leader during this period.


    It is hard to say whether this leader was from hundreds of years ago.


    But since you can be the "leader" of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, your identity must be extraordinary and your strength and means are indispensable.


    And this leader now cannot be underestimated.


    In the nightmare, he was able to manifest a pen of white bones, transform blood with his own divine thoughts, and draw an evil formation.


    The formation contains the laws of the great way.


    The formation with divine thoughts is stronger than the techniques such as manifesting magic, martial arts, spiritual weapons, etc.


    This leader is already very strong.


    At least Jianbo is ashamed of himself.


    But...it''s all this little ancestor who is a "pervert".


    The leader of the demon cultivator uses bones as his pen and blood as his ink, and the evil formation has not been finished yet.


    But the little ancestor pointed his finger, and in just a few breaths, the dense array patterns had already wrapped the demon cultivator''s leader.


    The victory or defeat is self-evident.


    The sword bones were all desperate for the demon cultivator.


    But along the way, I saw so many evil cultivators who were stronger than me, and were crushed to death by Mo Hua like an ant, and I felt glad that the sword bones were:


    "Fortunately, I begged for mercy early and flattered me well. If it weren''t for this, if my bones were a little harder, they would have been wiped out long ago..."


    What''s more, more than a dozen demon cultivators died, and the sword bones had another full meal.


    It is almost overwhelmed, and its strength is much stronger than before.


    "If I keep eating like this, will one day be stronger than this little ancestor..."


    Jianbo thought in his heart with a humble heart.


    On the other side, the ink painting, who was dedicated, frowned slightly.


    I have searched almost all the places I can find...


    However, there was still no demonic figure.


    "Where is it hidden?"


    Mo Hua continued to walk deeper. After walking for a while, he was suddenly stunned and found that something seemed to be "seducing" him in the depths of the Wan Yao Valley.


    This is a very inexplicable attraction.


    It seems that it is an attachment to the "homeland" that causes the "god" part of the ink painting to produce an uneasy desire and restlessness.


    The homeland of the gods?


    Ink painting frowned.


    He looked up again, looked at the Wan Yao Valley in the nightmare, and his mind moved slightly.


    The entire Ten Thousand Demon Valley in front of you is built on a great power of the transformation of the virtual and real gods, and is then built with the divine formation.


    It’s like a “divine” building.


    The demon-refining murals are used as bricks and stones, and the divine formations are used as golden locks. This is a world of divine thoughts that raise thousands of demons.


    The real and virtual are intertwined...


    Everything in the picture corresponds to the present world one by one.


    So, there should be a magic refining picture in the demon refining picture?


    What will the picture in the picture look like?


    Could it be, it is the entire demon refining map, and it is also the core of the entire nightmare?


    Mo Hua recalled it.


    Although there are formations on the demon refining map outside, there is no obvious array eye or central array hinge.


    The master once told himself that the form of formations is ever-changing, but its fundamental framework will not change.


    The criteria for the formation eye, formation pivot, and formation pattern remain unchanged.


    "The divine formation is a formation at the level of divine thoughts, which means that its true center is likely not in the demon refining map composed of earth and stone, but in the demon refining map constructed by divine thoughts."


    "And such a large divine formation must require a large-scale array eye and a huge amount of mind power to maintain its operation."


    This means...


    A flash of light flashed in Mo Hua''s eyes.


    The Demon Refining Picture refinement map relies on sealing many demons and using this as the "former eyes" to build a divine formation to maintain the stability of the entire Demon Refining Picture refinement Picture.


    In other words, if you find the array eye, you can find the sealed place of many demons.


    You can also find where your "feast" is hidden...


    "Demon Refining Picture, Array Eye..."


    The ink painting walked along the route in memory and towards the depths of the Wan Yao Valley.


    He is going to find the demon refining picture in the nightmare.


    In this way, after passing the demon refining pot, the alchemy room, and some evil buildings, Mo Hua suddenly discovered that the surrounding terrain had changed.


    The road ahead suddenly became confused.


    He was a little lost.


    Ink paintings are not surprised but happy.


    Theoretically, the Ten Thousand Demon Valley in the Demon Refining Picture and the Ten Thousand Demon Valley outside the Picture are one by one.


    The layout is similar, the details will be different, but the overall structure is definitely the same.


    But the mountain road in front of me seems to have been changed by someone to "layout" the day after tomorrow and tampered with the formation structure of the Shinto.


    Only if you have a ghost in your heart will you make a secret change. I want to confuse others'' cognition through revision layout and thus hide something.


    Ink painting smiled slightly.


    “Finally found…”


    He began to let go of his spiritual consciousness, sensed the flow of thought power in the entire nightmare, and deduced the formation patterns in it through derivation.


    Soon, he found the direction.


    Jianbotou saw the scenery around him different from what he remembered. When his eyes were confused, he saw Mo Hua searching for a direction and walking over himself. He had no choice but to continue to follow.


    After passing through the complex road and breaking through several walls, the ink painting finally came to a magnificent mural.


    This mural is the picture of the demon refining in the painting.


    But the mural is empty.


    There is nothing above.


    Mo Hua stared at the mural, her eyes lit up, and she clenched her fists and punched her out, and a layer of golden light was covered with her fist. With a "boom", the entire stone wall collapsed directly.


    He is a formation master and should have been able to break the formation.


    But now he is in a hurry and can only rudely "break" the formation.


    After the mural collapsed, a long passage behind it was exposed.


    Behind the passage, the roars of many monsters came.


    Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, smiled brightly, and stepped onto this passage that was unknown where he could lead.


    The passage is narrow and black.


    I don’t know how long I have been away, but my eyes suddenly opened.


    Mo Hua looked up and took a breath of cold air.


    In front of me is a prison for demons!


    At this time, there were countless hideous demons in prison.


    They have deep evil thoughts, their eyes are red, they are **** by Shinto chains, and are imprisoned in the "prison" composed of Shinto, and are firmly sealed.


    At this time, when I saw the ink painting, thousands of demons raised their heads one after another.


    A pair of bloodthirsty eyes lit up, like **** stars in the sky at night.


    "So many evil spirits?!"


    The sword bone skull trembled all over and the skull was numb.


    No wonder, the demon cultivators in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley dare not approach the demon refining map.


    Such many gloomy demons, even ten of them, may be torn into bone pieces and buried in the demon''s belly, without any corpse.


    "Little, little ancestor..."


    The sound of sword bone trembled a little.


    It wants to say, stop playing, go back early.


    There are so many demons, once you riot, no matter how strong your spiritual sense is, you will be eaten to the point where you don’t even have bones left.


    But before it finished speaking, it found that the ink painting was gone.


    When Jianbo turned his head and saw that he was almost scared to death, he found that this little ancestor had rushed into the group of demons and was "doing recklessly".


    Mo Hua grabbed the Shinto chain and used a fierce force to tear the chain.


    The chain was bound by a wolf demon. Seeing that his seal was torn apart, he jumped up immediately, opened his **** mouth and bit Mo Hua.


    But the next moment, its big head was grabbed by Mo Hua''s little hand, and then it suddenly fell and hit the ground hard, and its head was cracked.


    Ink painting was easy to use and broke its neck.


    The wolf demon turned into evil thoughts and dispersed.


    The ink painting sucked in her small mouth and swallowed it all.


    "It''s considered eating..."


    It’s been too long, and I almost forgot about the ink painting. What does it feel like to eat evil spirits to replenish my spiritual consciousness?


    After swallowing the wolf demon, Mo Hua licked his lips, savored it for a moment, and then started queuing up again to kill the next one.


    He did the same thing, first pulling off the chain of the gods, then twisting the demons to death. If he couldn''t twist it, he punched two more punches, slapped it into his mouth and sucked it into his mouth.


    In this way, kill one, eat one, kill it now and eat it now.


    These Shinto chains were originally used to "lock" these demons, but now they protect them.


    Without Shinto chains, ink paintings can be eaten faster.


    The sword bones on the side were so shocked that the bones on their chin were almost falling off.


    It originally thought that after eating more than a dozen demon cultivators along the way, it was already considered a "feast", but it did not expect that this little ancestor would eat more ruthlessly than himself!


    The small belly seems to be like a bottomless pit.


    No matter how powerful the monsters are, how strong the body is, how strong the body is, how fierce it looks...


    This little ancestor just pulled, twisted, killed, sucked, and then it was done.


    "Eat" a demon, faster than drinking water.


    And the demons and evil spirits were both shocked and angry, fighting against the chains of the Shinto and biting wildly, roaring at Mo Hua with ferocious roar.


    For a moment, the entire demon prison was filled with roars and the monsters were filled with noise.


    Ink paintings turn a deaf ear.


    The sky is big and the earth is big, and the food is the biggest.


    Don’t look at these demons who are so happy now that they are honest when they eat them.


    Mo Hua continued to kill and eat while eating, but as he ate, he frowned.


    “It’s too slow…”


    "If you eat one by one like this, you will have to eat it until the year of the monkey and horse month?"


    "I have to think of some solutions..."


    Mo Hua raised his head and looked around. Suddenly his eyes lit up. He found a door on the high wall in the middle of the distance.


    This is a door reinforced by the divine formation.


    There was actually a huge black "sheep horn" skull engraved on the door, which looked so strict and terrifying.


    It’s sheep’s horn again!


    According to the experience of ink painting, the horn skull is closely related to the evil **** of the Great Wilderness.


    In the divine system of the Lord of the Great Wilderness, things with sheep''s horns are extraordinary things.


    There must be something good behind this door!


    Moreover, it is likely that there is a structure of the core of the Demon Refining Diagram.


    Control the array hub and untie all the seals, you can enjoy it in one breath.


    Mo Hua was excited, jumped, stepped on the heads of various demonic monsters, such as bears, tigers, and leopards, and ran towards the distance.


    The demon who was stepped on by Mo Hua could only roar at him incompetence.


    Soon, Mo Hua came to Yangjiao Gate.


    He punched Yangjiao Gate.


    The door didn''t move at all.


    The ink painting is not surprising. The seal at this door was almost the strongest shrine seal he had seen along the way.


    It takes some effort anyway.


    Mo Hua held his breath, and a dazzling golden light appeared on his two small fists, and then he shouted crisply, and his fists slammed on the gate of the sheep horn like raindrops.


    “Boom boom boom boom…”


    The condensed power of divine thoughts kept bombarding the door.


    The vibrations followed the gate and towards the four walls, causing the entire demon prison to tremble slightly.


    After a while, Mo Hua was stunned.


    He found that there seemed to be movement inside the gate, and there was a kind of surviving breath of divine thoughts.


    "There are still people in this demon refining picture?"


    who?


    The ink painting’s mind moved.


    Ordinary demon cultivators are definitely not qualified to enter this sheep horn gate.


    The demon cultivator at the level of in charge was almost killed by himself.


    The only one left and qualified to enter the gate of the sheep horn...


    Only Mr. Tu’s remnant soul.


    And, that legendary "Young Master"?


    Mo Hua smiled slightly.


    "I want to see what this young man looks like..."


    If I were outside, I would probably not be the opponent of this "Young Master".


    Not to mention, this young man has a noble status and probably has a lot of disciples and elders around him to protect him.


    You will definitely be able to hide as far as you can.


    However, now it is in the nightmare of the Demon Refining Picture, and they are both in divine consciousness states. They are "the divine consciousness to prove the truth" themselves, killing evil spirits is like killing chickens, and they are not afraid of any "private".


    Now, by chance, this young master is "blocked" in the door by himself, which can be said to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.


    As long as you break this door, it is equivalent to tearing the mystery of this "Young Master".


    "I don''t know if there is a talisman of immortality on him?"


    "If you have sex, you probably won''t be able to kill him..."


    Mo Hua muttered in her heart.


    But it doesn’t matter. Even if you can’t kill him, you can at least know what he looks like.


    Mo Hua''s white palm gently held it and a golden sword condensed from his palm. The sword shape was ancient and rough, but it was sharp.


    The devil turns into a sword!


    The sword bones in the distance felt the cold sword intent, and the already white bones turned even white.


    And inside the gate of sheep horn.


    "Mr. Tu" also felt this sword energy, and immediately changed his expression, and at the same time, a hint of enlightenment arose in his heart.


    "Sure enough, it''s the Taixu Sect...the sword transformed into a divine mind!"


    Everything is arranged by Taixu Sect!


    ?Thank you for the reward of 10,000 o''clock in Anyue Burial Night~


    Thank you for pressing my hair for 5000 points of QAQ for giving me ~


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    (This chapter ends)