Chapter 859 Evil fetus


    As soon as the soul was destroyed, Mr. Wu''s remaining divine thoughts were scattered around with blood.


    This could be "eat", but although Mr. Wu turned into a yaksha, he was still a person, and he was also a human being. Mo Hua was a little disgusted with it and had no appetite, so he condensed a fireball and burned the remaining divine thoughts together.


    This kind of corrupt side dish doesn’t matter.


    Next, there is a better wait for yourself.


    He wants to keep his appetite and prepare to "eat" a big meal!


    Now, Xie Liu, Shui Yanluo, Xiao Zhenhai, and Mr. Wu are all dead, so almost all the enemies in the Dragon King Temple have been cleared out.


    Under the leadership of the "loyal" believers of the Lord of God, the ink paintings as "sacrificial gifts" finally came to the altar of the Lord of God of Great Wilderness.


    The essence of the ink painting''s body began to flow, a faint golden light appeared all over the body, and his eyes also turned into dark gold, with a majestic and unfathomable look.


    It looks like a "god".


    After that, the ink painting sat upright on the altar.


    The altar welcomed the hypocritical "God Lord".


    But this "pseudo-god" is very similar to the breath of the Lord of the Great Wilderness.


    He even stole part of the authority of the Lord of the Great Wilderness and exercised power for the Lord of God. Now he is here to the altar and familiar with the journey, as if he has arrived at his own "home".


    The altar also upholds its own "loyalty" and gives authority to this false god.


    At that moment, the endless laws of the great way were like rain, like meteors passing by.


    The light condenses, constantly changing, weaving each other, gathering together, forming an endless stream of light.


    The light flows like a towering tree, rising into the sky, scattering branches and leaves, covering the entire world.


    The Tree of Divine Power!


    Ink paintings live in the altar, and in the clear eyes, they once again witness these extremely beautiful and extremely terrifying laws flowing, bright and destructive, and merge into one, reaching the sky and the earth.


    This was not the first time he saw this scene, but he still felt shocked and fascinated by it.


    "The gods are born with the way. The great way they adhere to and the authority given by God are just a branch on this towering sacred tree."


    "If one day I can understand the entire tree of divine power and control the laws of heaven and earth that are as numerous as meteors, and gather thousands of great ways into one mind, does it mean that I can... become an immortal?"


    Mo Hua thought with some "difference" in her heart.


    Of course, he also understood that this road is still very long.


    He only understood the slightest bit of his understanding of the laws of heaven and earth.


    He felt that the divine power of the Great Wilderness Evil God was vast and boundless, unable to comprehend thoroughly, and could not completely control it, let alone the tree of the origin of the divine power that was like the legendary "Kangmu".


    The fairy journey is long and it is far and far.


    Ink painting gathers thoughts.


    "Eat a full meal first..."


    He used his spiritual consciousness to communicate with the altar, and positioned himself on the "Tree of Origin of the Divine Power" woven by the laws of heaven and earth... No, it was the Tree of Divine Power of the Lord of the Great Wilderness.


    Mo Hua stole the divine power and controlled the "Tree of the divine power" of the Lord of the Great Wilderness.


    At that moment, the Divine Power was connected with his consciousness.


    The trees of the Great Wilderness Divine Power spread out, and nodes on them lit up one by one. Among each node, the thousands of demons and evil spirits living in many nightmares, and the evil gods are all under their control.


    Of course, the top of the Tree of God''s Power is still shrouded in the mist.


    This is because the ink painting is at most just a young "god" and does not have enough "divine power" to clear away the fog and touch the Lord of the Great Wilderness, the top divine power.


    However, this is enough.


    Just order a dish, what should I do if I have such great power?


    After Mo Hua sensed the demon node, she began to look for "Yuer".


    Yu''er is easy to find.


    In the theocracy system of the Lord of the Great Wilderness, Yuer''s status is very special, and her nightmare node is brighter.


    Compared with other nodes, the breath is purer, without evil and **** aura, but with a pure childish aura.


    Ink Hua found Yuer at a glance.


    But he looked at Yuer''s node and suddenly frowned.


    "It seems...it''s a little dimmer than before, the innocent aura is a little lighter, and the strange aura is stronger..."


    Why?


    Yu''er is following her, happy every day, like a little Que''er, running around, why is her breath worse than before?


    Is it an illusion?


    Or... I have killed fewer demons over the past few days, so Yu''er''s nightmare has been oppressed again?


    Mo Hua sighed, "There is no way. For Yu''er, I will reluctantly make it this time. Eat more..."


    Then he was excited and officially started ordering dishes.


    This time he has experience.


    Which demons are strong and which demons are weak;


    Which demons are "fat" and which demons are "slim";


    Which demons seem strong, but they are vulnerable, and they kill one with one punch;


    Which demons look weak but act weirdly, and it is troublesome to kill them...


    What other demons are there? The evil spirit is too heavy and looks very fat, but after killing it, evil thoughts are refined, and there is not much pure mental power left.


    There are also some demons who look very thin, but their magical nature only gathers on the head and pinchs off the head. After the remaining evil thoughts are slightly refined, the remaining mental power is unexpectedly much...


    These are all the experiences he summarized after "hunting", "refining" and "tasting" the demons of divine thoughts for a long time.


    It’s a pity that he has no like-minded “Daoist” in “Taoist Tasting”. It’s a pity that he has so many experiences but no one can share them.


    Mo Hua shook her head and continued to order food for herself.


    Compared with before, this time he has a much bigger appetite.


    The nineteenth-patterned spiritual consciousness is close to the peak of foundation building. For most second-grade demons, even if they do not consider the qualitative change of spiritual consciousness, they have shown some "crunching" trend just in terms of the quantity of spiritual consciousness.


    This means that most second-grade demons can no longer fill their "appetite".


    And the nineteenth line goes up, the required amount of spiritual consciousness is even more massive. After doing so, if you want to "eat" the spiritual consciousness to twenty lines, you don''t know how many demons and monsters you have to swallow.


    Therefore, cherish every opportunity to "order dishes".


    "Cow, horse, demon, come one thousand first..."


    "Wolf-headed demon, come five hundred first."


    "Pig-headed demon, one hundred first...isn''t enough? Then let''s make do with fifty first."


    "The horns of sheep are a little bit small, just order seven..."


    "This node looks good, please do it all..."


    …


    On the altar, the ink painting is like a mouse falling into a rice basket, and I am very happy to order the dishes.


    But as he lit up, he was stunned and found something was wrong. It seemed that someone was secretly watching him behind his back.


    Mo Hua slowly turned her head, and her pupils couldn''t help but shrink.


    There was indeed a "thing" behind him.


    This is a baby, covered in black blood, as if he had just hatched from the embryo, the blood was mixed with amniotic fluid, dirty and bloody.


    Its pupils are pitch black, with two sheep horns on its head, and a hidden, ancient and powerful aura exudes a hidden, ancient and powerful aura.


    Now, it is silently looking at the ink painting with empty and indifferent eyes.


    The two of them looked at each other.


    A golden juvenile **** looked at a newly hatched black blood baby.


    The surroundings suddenly became silent.


    There is a little bad in the heart of the ink painting.


    "It''s over, it seems... I''ve met a big guy..."


    The next moment, he was covered in black blood, like an "evil baby", his voice as vague as a baby, with a hint of ignorant murmur, but also contained cruel emotions.


    Mo Hua frowned slightly, not understanding what it was saying.


    The dark evil baby with sheep horns silently looked at the ink painting, his pupils were cold and he was confused.


    It seemed not long after it was born, and was trying its best to recall something. After a moment, there was a hint of clarity in its empty eyes. It looked at the ink painting and said in half-baked words:


    "You... leave it to me...''eat''..."


    Mo Hua''s expression changed, and he felt a warning sign and immediately left.


    The moment he flashed away, a dark claw suddenly fell down and grabbed it in place, and then the demonic energy raged, as if a wronged soul bit.


    Once caught by this demon claw, the soul will be damaged.


    Mo Hua''s expression also became cold. With a backhand, a fireball roared out and headed straight for the evil baby of Yangjiao.


    Xie Ying just raised her hand gently and blocked the fireball.


    Anger appeared on its young but deformed face.


    "eat…"


    The next moment, it slowly stood up, and its evil thoughts surged, turning into a black air, heading straight for the ink painting.


    "I just wanted to eat me not long after I was born?"


    Mo Hua''s face looked ugly, and she was not polite immediately. Her golden light surging all over her body, colliding with the dark evil spirit.


    For a moment, two powerful divine thoughts collided around the altar, and the vibration spread around. The table was overturned, the offerings were shattered, and cracks appeared in the statues of the sacrifice.


    In the vibrating center, the ink paintings covered with golden light and the evil baby with black blood all over the body fought together.


    Use fists to fists, and use feet to feet.


    This is the simplest and most essential confrontation of divine thoughts.


    Every time the killing round, the altar shook once.


    The more evil infants fight, the more violent they become, and the more fierce the ink paintings are, the more fierce they are.


    The fists and feet intersect, and the golden light and the black light intertwined, but for a moment, the two divine thoughts transformed into equal parts, and no one could win the other.


    The expression of the evil infant became even colder.


    Ink paintings are also becoming more and more shocked.


    I couldn''t win...


    Since he took the path of enlightenment of the divine consciousness and swallowed the marrow of the divine mind, he has become a small success. In the confrontation of divine thoughts, he has always been invincible in the face of these evil demons and demons.


    There is no demon that cannot be solved with one punch.


    If so, then two punches.


    But in his short time, he had already fought nearly a hundred punches with this little black lamb, but he still couldn''t take it down.


    Not only that, ink painting doesn’t even feel that it has the upper hand. What''s even more terrifying is that in contrast, Mo Hua faintly feels that the "evil baby" of sheep horn may be stronger than himself at the level of the soul.


    What makes it weak lies in the skills of divine thoughts.


    It seems that it has just hatched and the "memory" has not yet recovered, so it only has the instinct of fighting, but the killing moves are very unfamiliar and have no magical powers at all.


    And when fighting with ink painting, it is gradually learning, adapting, mastering, and recovering.


    Its eyes are a little more cunning.


    Its killing moves are smoother.


    The "memory" it engraved in the soul is also gradually awakening.


    Even, while the fists and feet were fighting each other, it began to use other moves, swallowing clouds and spitting evil fog, transforming **** hands out of thin air, chains of wronged souls, stinging souls, long sheep bones, and marching demons...


    These moves are varied, with a strong evil spirit and vicious spirit.


    The pressure suddenly increased greatly, but he could only use moves to counteract the power of his divine thoughts, manifesting various magical magic balls, water blades, quicksand, wood burials, and other magical magic, mixed with various Five Elements and Eight Trigrams formations.


    On the altar of divine thoughts, black clouds suddenly obscured, evil fog surged, five light magic flowed, and array patterns bombed.


    This is the real battle of gods.


    With Mr. Wu''s strength, even if he had not died before, even if he was affected by the aftermath, he would probably have to die dozens or hundreds of times.


    After hundreds of rounds of battle, the evil baby of sheep horns suddenly understood something, and summoned a giant evil demon statue behind him, and slapped at the ink painting with a huge palm.


    Mo Hua never expected that this evil baby could do this trick. He could only set up an iron wall array to defend himself, and then activated the golden light to cover his body, forcibly ate the golem.


    The huge palm slapped it, covering the sky and the sun.


    Then a rumbling sound rang out.


    The light of the iron wall array flowed, supported for a while, and then broke, and the giant palm slammed down and slapped on Mo Hua.


    For a moment, the evil fog was like a tide and the golden light collapsed.


    Under the collision, the overflowing divine thoughts were like river waves.


    When everything disappeared, the ink painting still stood in the scene, his mind still remained motionless, only his face turned slightly pale.


    Xieying did not take action again.


    After a battle with ink painting, its instinct was stimulated, and its talented memory seemed to have recovered a lot, and its eyes became more agile.


    At this time, when I looked at the ink painting, there was a little more thought and confusion in my originally empty eyes:


    "You are very strong... like a god, but you are not yet."


    "You are human, but you are not completely human."


    "You don''t have magical powers, but you can use formations..."


    "Freak... In my memory inheritance, it seems... there is no strange existence like you..."


    Its sound is intermittent, obviously tender, but very gloomy, with some torn tone.


    At the end, it looked at the ink painting and said solemnly:


    “I can give in to me, and I can leave you unjust for your blasphemy.”


    "Submit to me and make me feel sad."


    "When I fully wake up, I will give you supreme divine power, grant you a respected status, and give you unparalleled authority..."


    Mo Hua''s eyelids twitched.


    Completely awakened...


    This evil baby is a "original body" of the evil **** of the Great Wilderness?


    Or is it a real "divine fetus" of the Lord of the Great Wilderness? !


    “It’s not good…”


    The soul of ink painting hurts faintly.


    His previous "Shocking Sword" was used too many times, killing Shui Yan Luo first, and then shocking Xiao Zhenhai, and the accumulated injuries broke out.


    At this time, he faced the head-on battle with this little black lamb who was almost "divine fetus". After so many rounds, he rushed to take the Sheep Horn Demon Golem''s slap, no matter how strong his divine consciousness was, he could not hold on at this time.


    What’s even more dangerous is that if this little black lamb is really a “divine fetus”…


    That means it is born with the gifted memory of the evil **** of the Great Wilderness.


    I have only lived for twenty years, and the evil **** of the Great Wilderness has lived for tens of thousands of years. The knowledge, power, tricks, means, supernatural powers, etc. on the divine way are not comparable to that of me.


    And I realized it just now.


    In the process of fighting with him, as the talented memory awakens, this little black lamb is gradually learning its innate "inheritance". Not only is the spiritual thoughts becoming stronger little by little, but the means are also increasing little by little.


    Sometimes, they even use magical powers that almost instinctively come from, and they don’t know where they come from.


    And he became this evil baby with sheep horns, the "divine fetus" of the evil god, the "wist stone" that grew step by step.


    Mo Hua''s face looked a little ugly.


    He has always been trying to rub others.


    Unexpectedly, someone has come to tease him now.


    Use yourself as a "wistling stone" and you are not afraid of sharpening the knife.


    Mo Hua snorted coldly in her heart.


    But I also know that I have to find a way to fight quickly and solve this divine fetal lamb.


    Otherwise, once it fully awakens and controls its own inheritance, with its current strength, it will definitely not be its opponent.


    Mo Hua looked at the evil baby with sheep horn in front of him and asked:


    "Are you a ''Divine Fetus''?"


    The evil infidel in Yangjiao said in a solemn voice: "You should respect me as the ''Lord'' and surrender to me. You can live with heaven and earth, and go through thousands of disasters and be immortal..."


    Ink painting is disdainful.


    Only when his mind is broken will he believe in the big cake painted by the evil god.


    "It''s okay to surrender to you, but you have to promise me a condition." Mo Hua said.


    The evil baby looked unhappy.


    Obviously, it doesn''t like bargaining.


    Over the years, almost no one dared to bargain with the evil god.


    Strength, fame, disaster, misfortune, all these things, but alms are gifts from God, and mortals are not qualified to refuse.


    But the person in front of you is not an ordinary person.


    And my current divine body has not yet awakened and the plan has not been achieved.


    The powerful demigod body in front of me who was still young will be his sharpest divine sword once he surrenders.


    "What conditions?" Xie Ying said in a deep voice.


    Mo Hua said: "I have a big appetite and eat more."


    Xie Ying recalled for a moment, then said indifferently, "It''s okay, I have thousands of demons under my command, so you can swallow them."


    Mo Hua shook her head, "I have a big appetite now and I don''t like them. If I want me to submit to you, you must cut down some of the essence every day to let me eat enough."


    As soon as these words came out, the evil baby was furious and the surroundings were extremely depressed.


    Cut the marrow?


    What a courage!


    This son is extremely arrogant and not worthy of "taming".


    Xie Ying stretched out her ugly palm and wanted to summon the evil **** and demon golem again, suppress the ink painting, and then refine it to death little by little.


    Unexpectedly, Mo Hua raised his hand first and said silently:


    "kill!"


    Before he finished speaking, the killing formation suddenly started.


    Taking advantage of the chat, Mo Hua had already accumulated spiritual thoughts and was ready. When Yu Xieying was angry and careless, he suddenly attacked and manifested the Lishan Cremation Reset Formation, which was trapped and killed.


    The rocks rise up and turn into cages.


    Lihuo burns the mountains, and the flames are like the sea.


    The evil infant is powerful and cannot fight for a long time. In order to kill the enemy in one fell swoop, Mo Hua did not hold back at all.


    The remnant formation created by the majestic divine thoughts burned the entire altar realm, and the fire was vast and destroyed.


    When the fire stopped, the evil baby''s figure slowly emerged.


    Its body is covered with charred mottled spots, black blood and black gray intertwined, and scars are everywhere.


    Its body was extremely ugly by the power of the powerful formation, and its eyes were extremely angry.


    This is a great disrespect and a great humiliation!


    His soul must be destroyed into three thousand prisons, burned by the fire of karma, devoured by demons, and tasted endless pain for generations!


    "Your formation is indeed not weak, but do you think you can kill me in this way?"


    Xie Ying''s voice became fierce due to anger.


    "Of course not..."


    The crisp sound of ink painting sounded.


    Xie Ying was stunned and turned his head suddenly, and saw that at some point in time, Mo Hua had appeared behind him, with an amazing bright golden light flashing in his eyes.


    "This is…"


    Xie Ying felt cold in her heart.


    "Shocking Sword!"


    Mo Hua whispered.


    Then, a strong golden sword energy tumbling up around him, intertwining behind him, condensing a huge sword prison.


    The sword prison is strict and the sword energy is fierce.


    The moment the evil infant was stunned, he found that he was trapped in the sword prison, with hundreds or thousands of sword lights full of majestic rays swaying its divine body in a hurry.


    Fear permeates the heart.


    It wants to struggle, but cannot raise the courage to struggle. It seems that it is extremely guilty and should be killed.


    Taking advantage of the gap when the evil infant was shocked by the Sword and his soul was chaotic, Mo Hua condensed his right hand and condensed a golden ancient short sword in the "Sword Transformation Style".


    He held a short sword and approached the evil baby, strangled the neck of the "divine fetus" that had just hatched out of the Lord of the Great Wilderness. A golden light flashed and a sword pierced its head.


    Today is the birthday of Mo Hua. Happy birthday to Mo Hua~


    Thank you for your rewards and blessings for ink paintings.


    ??(There seems to be a character’s birthday event at Qidian. Interested friends can participate and draw some gifts or something.)


    In addition, in order to celebrate the birthday of ink painting, there will be additional updates the day after tomorrow~


    ??(Because there is something going on in the past two days, it’s too late, so I can only make up for it the day after tomorrow.)


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    (This chapter ends)