Chapter 860: Fusing


    The sword blade pierced through the head, and the golden light gradually dissipated, splitting the evil infants painted black, fused with evil energy, black blood, and dirty water like amniotic fluid.


    It was shocked, angry, frightened, but helpless.


    The shock of the Sword of the Sword still existed, and it could not break free from Mo Hua''s hands that strangled his throat. The amazing sword intent condensed in the form of a sword pierced its head deeply, and the sword energy was strangling it.


    "You...she deserves..."


    Xie Ying''s voice was filled with shrill screams.


    The ink painting was indifferent, but instead used the spiritual thoughts in the whole body, condensed the stronger sword intent, and poured them into the sword of spiritual thoughts.


    The embryo of the evil **** has a gifted memory and cannot be allowed to grow.


    Therefore, we must seize the opportunity, use all the killer moves, and use thunder means to completely kill them.


    The sword energy and the black energy are intertwining.


    I don’t know how long the stalemate was, but the evil baby finally lost his mind, his expression was confused, his pupils were dissipated, and he no longer struggled. The black blood on its body was also dried up little by little, and the evil spirit was squeezed and destroyed by the sword light.


    In the end, it completely dissipated.


    Mo Hua frowned, let go of his spiritual sense and sensed it around him, but did not find any strange aura, so he felt a little relieved.


    But at the same time, he was also a little confused.


    "Is this dead?"


    "Both body and spirit were destroyed, and even ashes were not left?"


    Mo Hua shook her head:


    "The evil spirit is full of evil and sheep''s horns. I think I am a powerful enemy. It turns out that it is just this kind of guy, a fledgling lamb..."


    Mo Hua snorted coldly, a little disdainful.


    But he just said it, and he actually knew very well in his heart that the strength of this evil baby was the strongest evil mind he had ever encountered.


    The soul is strange and powerful, and has a talented inheritance.


    If you really let it grow for a while, and wait until it matures and completes its transformation, it is really hard to say.


    Even now, I have already strangled this "evil baby" into the cradle, but I have paid a lot of money.


    The injury to the soul has worsened.


    The spiritual consciousness was almost exhausted.


    If it weren''t for the divine mind restoration formation, the two sword moves of the divine mind transforming sword, the god-spirited style and the sword-transforming style, he would use it as a trump card and keep it in his hand, and use it at critical moments to reverse the world.


    I''m afraid that even if the oil is exhausted, the lamp is dry, and the evil baby with sheep horn may not be able to kill this.


    After the hard battle, the soul began to ache again, and the mind was a little exhausted.


    Mo Hua''s brows were furrowed.


    "We need to take a rest first..."


    Mo Hua murmured, and then directly cut off the connection with the tree of divine power. The divine mind left the altar and returned to his sea of ??consciousness.


    After reaching his sea of ??consciousness, there was no longer any disturbances from evil spirits. Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to calm down and meditate.


    In the sea of ??consciousness, Mohua holds breath and sits upright with peace of mind.


    As he focused on his mind, closed his eyes and meditated peacefully, his disordered soul gradually calmed down, and his excessive spiritual thoughts were also recovering little by little.


    It can be in a corner where no one pays attention.


    A trace of black air is gradually growing.


    This black air is very obscure, but it is also filled with strong evil thoughts. It was born from nothingness, revived little by little, and grew little by little. Finally, it condensed together and turned into a pitch-black sheep-horned demon snake. From behind the Mohua, it opened its mouth with black blood and bit it suddenly.


    But before it could bite it, a white and tender palm had already grasped its neck.


    In my eyes, Mo Hua had opened her eyes at some point and looked at it with curiosity.


    The black snake with the horns struggled.


    The palm of the ink painting was like iron pliers, and it didn''t move at all.


    In the end, the black air dissipated directly, escaped from Mo Hua''s hand, condensed again in the distance, and turned into the ugly and weird evil baby who was pitch black and with sheep horns.


    It looked at the ink painting with a vicious look, and said with a gloomy voice:


    "Do you know I''m attached to you?"


    Ink painting is silent.


    He did know that this evil baby was attached to him.


    Just now, in his perception, this evil baby was indeed killed by himself, his soul was silent and he did not leave any breath.


    But Mo Hua knew that things were never that simple.


    He has fought with the evil **** so many times, and some divine bones are still very difficult to incarnate, let alone this "divine fetus" with a stronger origin aura.


    It is impossible to die if you are killed by yourself.


    But ink painting is a little confused.


    This evil baby is attached to him... but where is it attached?


    Just now, he went back and forth, and repeatedly felt it many times, but he didn''t notice the slightest breath of the evil god.


    If so, the evil god''s ability to hide and hide is really terrible...


    I guess there are not many monks in this world of the same realm who can withstand the "infiltration" of evil gods...


    The ink painting looked a little serious.


    Xie Ying saw that the ink painting was not knowing what it was thinking about, and ignored it, and was a little angry, but after a moment, it smiled coldly:


    "The formation is condensed out of thin air, the magical thoughts are transformed into sword techniques... In my inheritance memory, you are indeed the most powerful of all the low-level divine beings."


    "Even some second-grade gods born in the way of heaven and earth are far inferior to you."


    "I am an evil god, and I will pollute and degenerate some gods who are not good at killing without any effort, but you, I have to admit that with my ability that has not yet awakened, I really can''t kill you."


    "This is my recognition of you, and you are proud enough."


    Mo Hua curled her lips and looked at her disdain.


    Xie Ying''s forehead jumped, tolerating the rudeness of Mo Hua.


    Only the weak''s rudeness will be regarded as offensive.


    The rudeness of a strong person can always be more tolerant.


    The two sides have fought until now, and as the evil baby, who is the evil **** of the Great Wilderness, he has more tolerance for ink paintings.


    "I admit that I can''t kill you, but you should also know that you can''t kill me."


    “My soul comes from the Lord of the Great Wilderness;”


    “My existence spans tens of thousands of years;”


    “My will last forever in the way of God.”


    "As soon as the divine fetus is formed, it is a seed of the evil god. Like the evil god, it is immortal..."


    "This is my last time to persuade you, and it is also my reward for you. The last chance..."


    The face of Xieying showed irresistible majesty:


    "If you surrender to me, you will receive immortal gifts; otherwise, you will sink into three thousand purgatorys and your soul will be destroyed!"


    Mo Hua casually said, "I have said that you can submit to you, but you have to cut some of the marrow every day for me to ''eat''. If you can''t bear to cut the marrow, you want me to work hard for you. How can such a good thing happen?"


    Xie Ying looked murderous, "I am too greedy and stubborn."


    It lost its patience and let out a creepy cry, turning into a half-adult sheep-horned demon general, holding the cold wind, and slaying towards Mo Hua.


    Mo Hua held the right hand and condensed a golden sword and killed it.


    One person, one demon.


    A demigod and an evil **** fought again in the sea of ??consciousness of Mohua.


    For a moment, the demonic energy raged and the sword energy flew.


    It’s just that the soul of the ink painting is injured and the mind is not supported.


    Evil Infant was not much better either. It was first injured by Mo Hua''s cremation and re-formed bombing, and was shocked by the Scarlet Sword, and finally pierced the head by the sword-turning style. The injury was not lighter than Mo Hua.


    Both sides were injured, so the scale of the battle was much smaller than before, but the danger was even worse.


    Finally, there were countless rounds of fierce battles.


    The ink paintings that are proficient in divine thought spells, formations and divine thoughts are better than the divine fetus of the first-born hair calf.


    He had almost exhausted the divine consciousness of the divine fetus, tied it up with the water **** technique, bound it with the golden lock formation, and then treated it a little bit.


    First, the five elements of water, fire and spells were used.


    Then there is the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Formation.


    Then, there is the true secret of the magical thought transforming sword.


    All kinds of methods, ink paintings are used one after another, and are taken turns to use on evil infants.


    After the divine thoughts were exhausted, Mo Hua meditated and recovered, and then spells, formations, and sword techniques were released to "torture" the evil fetus of sheep horns.


    He wanted to test whether he did not rely on other external objects and simply rely on the power of his own divine thoughts, could there be any way to cause "destructive" damage to the "divine fetus" close to the origin of the evil god.


    But sure enough, he failed.


    With the divine thought method he has mastered now, even if he uses all means, he can only eliminate the evil god''s power at the level of "divine thought".


    He can''t erase the true soul that is close to the origin of the evil god.


    Mo Hua sighed.


    “No…”


    Xie Ying was already furious after being "humiliated" by ink paintings.


    For many years, no true god, demon, ghost, evil soul, or even a monk of the divine way can cause it to suffer such a "super shame and humiliation"!


    This shame will be remembered forever in the soul.


    Once one day, His original body will be revived, he will surely make the believers and thousands of demons, at any cost, seize this little devil, divide his soul, cut off his soul, and let him sink forever and suffer in great pain to repay the sins he committed!


    It was angry and smiled gloomy: "No need to be futile. I said that you can''t kill me."


    Mo Hua nodded and sighed, "Indeed, I can''t kill..."


    After saying that, Mo Hua pinched the Yangjiao Xieying''s neck, picked it up, and walked towards the center of his sea of ??consciousness.


    The evil baby''s expression changed slightly, and a little bad thing appeared in his heart.


    "what are you up to?"


    "You will know later." Mo Hua said lightly.


    He bound the evil baby and brought it to the middle of the sea of ??consciousness, and then his divine thoughts moved slightly to communicate with the ancient existence that existed in the dark.


    A moment later, the sound of the great road that seemed to be a big bell rang out.


    In the center of the sea of ??consciousness, there is nothingness, and the ancient and incomplete Taoist monuments gradually emerge. A vast and majestic aura of the Dao rippled out around.


    The evil baby''s expression changed wildly and said in a trembling voice:


    "road…"


    The ancient memory in the talent makes it feel that the broken monument in front of it is very familiar, very terrifying, and very terrifying...


    But no matter how much it thinks about it, it can''t figure out what this broken monument is...


    As if there is a taboo here.


    It is the terrifying taboo that the evil **** who has lived for tens of thousands of years dares not touch, dares to overcome, and dares to intervene.


    Mo Hua was a little surprised when she saw Xie Ying''s appearance, and then she deliberately paused for a moment, wanting to see if this Xie Ying knew the origin of some Taoist monuments.


    But obviously, it is not very clear.


    Mo Hua was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, it was fine.


    He didn''t want to drag it anymore. This is deep in the Dragon King Temple and the bottom of the white bone maze. He has been spending too long with this evil baby. If he drags it on, there may be changes.


    Snap a quick battle.


    Mo Hua wanted to make another "sheep-headed teppanyaki" to suppress the evil gods with Taoist monuments, wipe out the souls with thunder, refine the evil spirits, and refine the pure divine marrow.


    After so long, I should have some good food.


    But Xieying suddenly spoke:


    "So that''s it... I understand why my flesh and blood, my bones, clearly contain my will, are still completely destroyed."


    "So you actually have such an ancient innate treasure..."


    "But if you think this can deal with me, you''re still too young..."


    "You must always remember that everything in the world will not be as you wish."


    Xieying smiled sinisterly.


    Its laughter was a bit creepy.


    Mo Hua felt a little frightened and felt something was wrong. He no longer hesitated. He immediately wanted to use the thunder of the catastrophe to completely wipe out the evil baby, but when he raised his hand, he found that it was empty.


    "Are you missing?"


    Mo Hua was shocked and immediately focused his mind inward. After a long time, he realized that the evil baby had turned into repeated black gas, like blood, and penetrated into his divine incarnation.


    And not only that.


    It is still permeating into its own soul, and it is a little bit integrated with its own soul!


    By the time Mo Hua noticed it, it was too late. He found that the Fu Ya Soul among his seven souls had completely turned into a filthy black.


    This is the color of the evil **** and a symptom of being contaminated.


    As soon as Mo Hua''s expression changed, he immediately activated the Shocking Sword to use the sword energy to refine his seven souls.


    But the other six spirits can still stimulate sword energy and refine souls, but the only one who can subdue the arrow spirit, there is no movement, as if this spirit no longer belongs to you, so you are not under your own orders.


    At this moment, Mo Hua found himself talking.


    But this was not what he said, but the evil baby who was parasitic in his seven souls was making a sound through his mouth and tongue.


    Even a sinister smile appeared on his face, like an evil baby.


    His voice also became sharp and harsh:


    "This evil spirit fusion technique is to melt the fetus into the soul. A divine fetus can only be used once. I didn''t want to use it easily..."


    "But I never expected that there was such a big secret hidden in you. If you didn''t use this original magical power, my divine fetus would probably not be able to escape the ending of death."


    "You should be proud of yourself when you force yourself to this."


    "But that''s the end. My divine fetus has been integrated into your seven souls, and will spread little by little later, and finally completely integrate into your soul and transform you."


    "At that time, you will be me, and I will be you."


    "You will become, my embryo that comes to the world, become my ''furnace'', and become one of the true bodies of the Lord of the Great Wilderness..."


    Influenced by the evil baby, the ink painting could not suppress itself and made a laugh like a night owl.


    The next moment, Mo Hua immediately covered his mouth, and then rubbed his face to ensure that his expression returned to normal, and then he sneered:


    "Little lamb, you think beautifully!"


    He also urged the Seven Souls Sword to Shock, but he still couldn''t refine the polluted evil spirit.


    He meditated quietly.


    But the evil god''s embryo was hidden too deeply and almost integrated with his soul.


    In the case where the evil fetus is deliberately dormant, does not use evil thoughts, and does not deliberately affect the mind of the ink painting, the ink painting cannot detect it at all.


    Kill it?


    Mo Hua frowned.


    Spells, the formation is not powerful enough, use divine thoughts to transform into a sword... to cut off your own soul?


    But the evil fetus has become one with me. Not to mention whether it can be cut, even if it can be cut, it is probably impossible to destroy it.


    Moreover, if you kill your soul, the basket will be huge.


    Even if you don’t die, you may become a fool.


    Using the help of Taoist monument or thunder?


    I thought about it for a while and found that the same problem was still the same.


    The evil fetus melts into its own hidden arrow spirit.


    If it appears and is grabbed by itself, that monument can suppress it, and the thunder can also erase it.


    But now, it is dormant in its soul like a dead person. With this "evil soul fusion technique", it is integrated with itself, which is equivalent to a part of itself.


    That monument cannot defeat him.


    It is not easy to use thunder to erase it.


    Because erasing the evil fetus is erasing yourself.


    Ink painting feels cold in my heart.


    "It seems to be really troublesome..."


    Mo Hua frowned, pondered hard, recalling all the Shinto knowledge and all the Shinto methods he mastered, but was still at a loss. Without a single idea, he couldn''t help but take a breath.


    Really big...


    Playing myself in.


    Ink painting has some headaches.


    The main reason was that he had not expected that he had already reached this point after finishing all his calculations. He had ordered all the dishes. When he turned around, he suddenly bumped into the evil god''s fetus.


    "It''s impossible to be such a coincidence, it must have been plotted..."


    "Who will plot against me? That Mr. Tu?"


    Mo Hua frowned, thought for a moment, nodded slightly, feeling that it was very likely.


    In his heart, he silently recorded the account.


    The accounts can be settled slowly, the question is, what should I do now?


    Mo Hua frowned and thought for a while, but there was still no way. Finally, he could only sigh and compromise for the time being.


    "Forget it, let''s go out first."


    "Let''s find a way to find Huangshanjun, or... show up with Mr. Xun? Say he has been bent over by the evil god, and it is not an ordinary evil **** skeleton, but a real fetus of the evil god?"


    "I don''t know if Mr. Xun will slap himself to death..."


    Mo Hua muttered silently.


    But in this case, he had no other choice. After going out, it really didn''t work, so he could only go to find Mr. Xun.


    Mo Hua''s divine thought was about to leave the sea of ??consciousness, but suddenly he was stunned again, a little worried.


    He thought for a moment, and then set up a divine formation near his soul and sealed his soul, so as not to suddenly cause trouble without his knowledge.


    But the soul was sealed, so the Sword of Jingshen was no longer used.


    Of course, the Sword of Shocking God needs to use the Seven Souls.


    Now that his soul is contaminated by the evil fetus, it is not easy to use this sword technique again.


    Once the Sword of Shock and the Seven Spirits leave their bodies, they will inevitably be trapped by the evil fetus hidden in the Scarlet Spirit. They will find an opportunity to deepen their penetration and pollution of their own souls...


    Mo Hua sighed again.


    Seal your soul and confirm that there is no abnormality in the evil fetus. Then Mo Hua''s divine thoughts left the sea of ??consciousness and returned to reality.


    Open your eyes and the altar around you is still the same as before.


    The altar in the nightmare has been in chaos due to the battle between ink painting and evil infants.


    The altar in reality is still intact.


    On the altar of white bones, gloomy candles were burning, and **** sacrifices were placed.


    Mr. Wu was also kneeling.


    However, his soul was already crushed to death by Mo Hua in the nightmare of the altar. At this time, only a corpse was left.


    Mo Hua was afraid that Uncle Gu and the others would worry, so he wanted to leave as soon as possible, but when he changed his mind, he became more and more angry.


    I was secretly injured.


    Not only that, the Jingshen Sword that I finally practiced with great effort was "sealed" in this way.


    The more you bear the mohua, the more angry you become, and the more you think about it, the more you lose.


    He simply jumped back to the altar, and his spiritual consciousness sank into the nightmare of the altar. In the light of the great laws of the Tao, he communicated with the tree of divine power and controlled the authority. At one node to the nodes of the Lord of the Great Wilderness, the countless demons began to "revenge" place orders.


    "I dare to be humble...I''ll give it to you all!"


    Before, he was still sneaking into the location, for fear of being discovered.


    Now, I have fought and suffered a loss. I have met the little lamb from the Lord of the Great Wilderness, and I have been put on one.


    Mo Hua was angry, but he was not polite at all.


    He wants to have a "big king meal"!


    The strongholds and nightmares, countless demons were "cleaned" all like a robbery by Mo Hua.


    It was like a strong wind swaying the remaining clouds.


    As he clicked, Mo Hua suddenly became stunned.


    He seemed to...discover a big guy.


    A terrible aura filled the slightly familiar node in front of me.


    This seems to be a dark, bloody, strong aura of evil gods, half demon, half human, and even an unknown chaotic creature that is almost a "demigod".


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    (This chapter ends)