Chapter 970 Kill the Evil


    Walk?


    Mo Hua pondered for a moment and asked, "Can I take someone else?"


    He also wanted to save Elder Xun and the others.


    Huang Shanjun said lightly: "I only have you, the cause and effect, and I can only save you."


    He is a god, and the **** is indifferent by nature. Whether others die or live has nothing to do with him.


    What''s more, with his current situation, he has no energy to save others.


    Mo Hua shook her head, "Then forget it."


    Elder Xun and the others must be saved.


    They came to save themselves, and they could not escape by themselves and let them die.


    And once this nightmare is left, I am afraid that it will never come back.


    This evil fetus will always stay in the depths of this Gushan Mountain and become a huge hidden danger. It is not impossible to suddenly recover one day and make the entire Gushan City become hell.


    What''s more, ink painting is not willing to give up.


    He worked hard to travel this trip, and he had worked hard and lost a lot of divine essence. He had not obtained the Qinglong Formation Diagram, and he could not get the divine essence. He could not break through the twenty lines. He just went back like this, and he was really a loss.


    It''s just that I can''t beat it, but now Huangshanjun still has the residual consciousness, and Mohua gradually has a way of thinking in his heart, and he doesn''t want to give up.


    Mo Hua felt angry, "This evil fetus has been beating herself for so long, and this kind of revenge is not a gentleman. As long as I have a little chance, I will not let it go. I will bite it down..."


    Huang Shanjun looked at Mo Hua and sighed: "If you don''t leave, then forget it. If you die here, don''t blame me."


    Mo Hua nodded, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly said, "Mr. Shan, I may have a way to save you."


    "You...save me?" Huang Shanjun''s eyes narrowed.


    "Well," Mo Hua nodded, "but you have to wait for the power of the evil fetus to be weaker, or wait for you to be stronger..."


    As long as you save Huang Shanjun, you can join forces with him and you may kill the evil fetus.


    Huang Shanjun shook his head, "You can''t save me..."


    "How do you know if you don''t try?"


    "you…"


    Before Huang Shanjun finished speaking, the blood on his face began to turn red again, and the black blood was like tentacles, crawling towards his face, and evil thoughts began to flourish.


    "The evil fetus has woken up again, you... ask for more blessings."


    Then his face suddenly became ferocious, his eyes flashed with fierceness, and a long halberd turned into his right hand and rushed directly towards Mo Hua.


    Mo Hua gritted her teeth, turned into the sword of Lihuo, and started to kill with the evil fetus.


    After that, he experienced a long battle, and the power of the evil fetus became weaker, and Shan Jun''s consciousness gradually woke up.


    Seeing this, Mo Hua immediately shouted, "Mr. Shan, I''m attacking outside, you''re fighting inside. As long as the evil fetus becomes weak, I have a way to save you!"


    Huang Shanjun''s eyes trembled slightly.


    Mo Hua no longer hesitated, and immediately manifested the sword of divine thoughts and killed him towards the evil fetus.


    But this time, he only killed the other side of Huangshanjun, and used the sword of divine thought to strangle the black blood and rotten flesh that were parasitizing on Huangshanjun''s body bit by bit.


    "The sword of divine thoughts..."


    Huang Shanjun looked a little surprised.


    Just now, his spiritual sense had not awakened and he didn''t see clearly. Now he realized that this little kid was actually the successor of the Taixu Sect.


    And at a young age, you have started to learn to transform the sword into a divine mind?


    Thinking of the powerful Taixu Sect who killed him back then, Huang Shanjun felt a little complicated.


    "Mr. Shan!" Mo Hua shouted again, "Internal consumption!"


    Huangshan Jun came to his senses and pressed all these past events and past grievances in his heart, and began to activate the power of divine thoughts to seize control of the evil fetus bit by bit.


    In this way, the evil fetus became weaker.


    Although the armor of Demon Thoughts is still as hard and the killing is still as terrifying, its movements have slowed down a lot, and occasionally they will be contradictory and have different hands and feet.


    Like a flesh-and-blood puppet, driven by instinct and disturbed by Huangshanjun, he is in constant self-contradictory, and his flaws have become many.


    The pressure of Mo Hua dropped sharply, her eyes lit up. She immediately stopped being polite and turned to attack. She used all the sword moves that Dugu had taught him in the forbidden area of ??the back mountain. For a moment, the Five Elements Sword Formation flowed, and the sword of divine thoughts was wielded by Mo Hua to be airtightly.


    The dense sword lights cut the flesh and blood of the evil fetus.


    "Kill you, kill you..."


    One report back to the other, Mo Hua scattered all the anger that he had just been beaten on the evil fetus.


    The injury to the evil fetus is getting worse little by little.


    Although the single sword intent causes little damage, the dripping water wears through the stone, and accumulates little by little, the aura of the evil fetus is weaker little by little.


    Its magic armor is also dimming a little bit.


    In addition, Huangshan Jun dismantled its origin from the inside and suppressed its will.


    Under the attack of the two phases, the evil energy declined and the golden light revived. Finally, the spirit of good and evil was in conflict with each other, reaching a critical value.


    The evil fetus has a black and red body, and the half of it is golden.


    Mo Hua seized this opportunity and raised his hands high, trying to accumulate strength to draw his sword.


    The surging sword intent began to surge.


    Huangshan Jun was shocked.


    And the evil fetus seemed to have noticed the crisis, and immediately went crazy, roaring desperately.


    Its roar was like the roar of the dead, full of weirdness, and it became more and more harsh, sharper, even with a hint of call from the evil god.


    Above the temple, dark clouds were filled with instantly.


    In the void, a phantom of the altar appeared.


    The evil god''s throne made of white bones is over the sky.


    The tree of divine power bloomed little by little, and the causal chains on the tree spread. Countless demons and ghosts crawled out of the void along the causal chains, arched towards the evil fetus, and exposed their fangs to the enemy of the evil fetus.


    They offer to the evil fetus and protect the evil fetus.


    The huge evil thoughts are re-injected into the body of the evil fetus.


    The aura of the evil fetus began to rise little by little again.


    Countless demons climbed down from the tree of divine power and fell into the temple, staring at Mo Hua with great enthusiasm.


    Seeing this, Huangshanjun looked bitter and murmured:


    "The tree of divine power is a teleportation of cause and effect. The evil **** has endless demons under his command, and he cannot be killed at all..."


    But Mo Hua''s eyes lit up, "Mr. Shan, please help me drag it..."


    Huang Shanjun was stunned and didn''t know what Mo Hua was going to do. In a blink of an eye, Mo Hua jumped out, broke through the tide of demons, and crawled towards the tree of divine power in the middle.


    An ordinary demon is no match for Mo Hua at all.


    The evil fetus was consumed by Huangshanjun.


    As soon as the sword energy in the ink painting swept, a path was swept open.


    The scattered demons rushed towards Mo Hua, and were all blown up by Mo Hua''s punches and kicks.


    In this way, Mo Hua rushed into the sea of ??demons, climbing upwards with one sword, and then climbed to the top of the tree of divine power, and then sat on the throne of the evil **** in front of Huang Shanjun and a group of demons.


    The hall was quiet for a while in an instant.


    Then the monsters roared, and evil thoughts boiled like a tsunami.


    Huang Shanjun''s eyes were shocked.


    "This kid... has actually become the throne of the evil god... Take it seriously, so brave!"


    And the evil fetus was even more furious.


    What a humiliation and blasphemy that ink painting robbed its power in front of it!


    The evil fetus was so angry that it cracked open, black blood splattered everywhere, and the flesh swelled up, turning into a deformed monster. He wanted to rush forward and swallow Mo Hua alive.


    Huang Shanjun realized something was wrong and immediately used all his strength to control an evil fetus'' arm, manifested a golden halberd, and stabbed his right leg with cruelty.


    The long halberd pierced the flesh and blood, nailing the evil fetus to its original position.


    The evil fetus rushed forward and stopped abruptly, and even the divine body was torn, and he screamed angrily at Mo Hua.


    The roar of the evil fetus was turned a deaf ear to the ink painting.


    He sat on the throne of the evil god, trying to communicate with the tree of divine power and control the authority of the evil god.


    But before he could finish his communication, he took control of the power, countless evil spirits and ghosts rushed towards him.


    Most of these evil spirits and evil spirits died tragically in Gushan.


    They are dominated by the evil fetus and have no control over their bodies.


    There are more demons rushing in the distance to stop the ink painting.


    The ink painting exudes a momentum of divine thoughts and Taoism, shocking these evil spirits. Then he looked at them and asked:


    "Don''t you... want to be free?"


    In the dark, cause and effect flow.


    Part of them, after eating Shen Qingsheng''s soul, the evil spirits disappeared and the mind became clearer.


    They were half afraid and half grateful, and turned their heads and guarded Mo Hua to resist the attacks of other demons.


    Then there is one, and there is a second one. More and more evil ghosts in the lonely mountain began to turn against each other and stood on the side of the ink painting.


    They also want to become ghosts, they also want to be liberated from this endless nightmare of oppression and enslavement.


    The evil ghost in the lonely mountain has become a "ghost wall", surrounding the ink painting in the middle.


    And outside, more and more strange-shaped demons crawled towards Mo Hua along the tree of divine power.


    These demons are evil spirits raised by evil gods in the Qianxuezhou area.


    Article head, horse face, fish head, or wolf body, mixed with human limbs, deformed and ugly, dense, like a tide, impacting the city wall composed of evil ghosts in the lonely mountain...


    Most of the demons were stopped.


    A few broke through the ghost wall and rushed to Mo Hua, and were directly burned and killed by his formation.


    Ink painting finally has a chance.


    He began to meditate with his eyes closed and communicated with the Tree of Divine Power with all his heart.


    Because it was not the first time, Mo Hua was born in the cause and effect of the evil fetus of the Dragon King Temple, the Tree of Divine Power did not reject him, but really regarded him as an "evil fetus".


    The tree of divine power gave him the authority of the evil god.


    The idea of ??ink painting becomes the idea of ??the evil god.


    An ancient and evil will descended around Mo Hua. At that moment, Mo Hua sat on the throne of the White Bone Power, with the back of the tree of divine power, and countless evil ghosts in front of him, as if they were a real young "evil god" who controlled the evil power.


    Thousands of evil ghosts surrendered.


    Countless demons are rushing forward.


    The evil fetus roared angrily.


    At that moment, Mo Hua had a strong sense of dominance, as if in front of her, like a dark cloud pressing down on her head, and countless army of demons were all their own slaves.


    I just need to give a command.


    These demons will conquer cities and land for themselves, strangle all powerful enemies and devour all the spiritual thoughts of monks in the world of divine thoughts, making the entire Qianxuezhou world a battlefield of evil thoughts and a source of murder.


    By then, the Qianxuezhou community will suffer from the disaster.


    And yourself is the only "true god" who ruled the world and held the thousands of evil spirits.


    This feeling was so strong that the ink paintings gave birth to an impulse to destroy everything and kill everything.


    No "person" can resist this temptation.


    Fortunately, he is not exactly a "human". His divine thoughts are partly human, partly god, and partly merging with the ruthless Tao of the demon.


    At the critical moment, his cold divinity and ruthless demonic nature restrained his desire for power, strength and killing as a human being.


    The killing desire of ink painting gradually cooled down, and the heart of Tao gradually became clear.


    He sat upright on the throne of the bone power, held the tree of divine power, and began to order the army of demons to turn back the same way, and ordered the remaining demons to break themselves.


    After that, his thoughts moved and completely cut off the connection between the Gushan Temple and the Tree of Divine Power, cutting off the supply of Gushan Temple.


    The causal chain is broken.


    The tide of demons was stopped by cliffs, and the wronged souls and evil spirits dispersed.


    The evil spirit in the temple subsided.


    The evil fetus was also completely cut off.


    The phantom of the tree of divine power gradually disappeared. After finishing all this, the ink painting stood up from the throne of the white bones and looked down at the evil fetus in the middle of the temple, with murderous intent on his eyes.


    "Now, you''re dead!"


    The evil fetus was angry and made a deformed roar, but it was useless.


    Mo Hua''s palm was held in vain, and the broken golden sword was transformed into and attacked the evil fetus.


    Huangshan Jun activated his divine thoughts and dominated the body of the evil fetus.


    For the evil fetus, this is a real "external worries and internal troubles".


    The tree of divine power was occupied by ink paintings, the authority of the demon was cut off, and the evil fetus was trapped in a state of "isolated and helpless".


    The seemingly powerful evil fetus has become an empty shell with strong outside and dry inside.


    There was still a hard battle since then. Although the ink painting was scarred, it became more and more courageous as the battle fought. The golden light on Huangshanjun''s body became more and more prosperous.


    Finally, the power of good and evil on the evil fetus reached the critical value again.


    The blood light of the evil fetus and the golden light of Huangshanjun, one left and one right, account for almost half of each.


    Huangshanjun wanted to break away, but he was attached to the evil fetus and was inseparable from it, and could not go further and dominate the entire evil body.


    The two are in a stalemate.


    At this moment, Mo Hua said, "Mr. Shan, I will help you!"


    He pointed at the same point, and the golden formation appeared, stacking it up and locking Huang Shanjun and the evil fetus together.


    Then Mo Hua held his hands empty and raised them above his head. His eyes condensed, and his whole aura changed, and the majestic and vast sword intent gathered in his hands.


    Huang Shanjun''s pupils trembled.


    A familiar memory from the soul gradually revived.


    "This is…"


    Taixu Sword of the Divine Sword? !


    The final sword stylization of Taixu''s Divine Thought Transformation of Sword True Art? !


    Isn’t this a sword technique that only old monks in Taixu Sect who have learned the sword art for hundreds of years can comprehend?


    He has learned it at such a young age? !


    Huangshanjun was a little unbelievable for a moment.


    And he soon discovered that the sword technique of Mo Hua was different from the one that he had chopped him back then.


    The sword back then contained the ancient and pure Taixu sword intent, and the two qualities were flowing like a galaxy.


    And the sword of ink painting is too complicated.


    There are so many messy things mixed in this sword.


    There are formations, swords, five elements, Taixu sword intent, and even a hint of ruthlessness and selflessness, which makes Huangshanjun, the god, feel the strange and mysterious laws of Tao...


    "How could it be... a demon?!"


    Huangshan Jun was shocked and absent-minded.


    The evil fetus is divided into good and evil, and the body cannot help but the mind is temporarily controlled by the formation, and the endless demons disperse. At this time, no one in the temple could stop Mo Huazhu''s sword.


    Break the metal, Gui water, open the mountain, and the Lihuo sword formation melts into one.


    The ancient Taixu sword intent is vast.


    Slay my love and kill me, kill all the devil’s way, and sharpen the sword.


    The boundless murderous intent condenses in the hands of ink painting.


    Even the dead evil fetus felt panic.


    "Catch!"


    After the law flows, the Taixu Sword Sword is completely condensed, the sword light is bright, Mo Hua''s eyes are firm, he shouts in a low voice, and then slashes hard.


    The five elements flowed, and the Taixu Sword of the God-Slaying Sword, which was integrated with the formation and sword, shone sharply, like a river of heaven hanging upside down, slashing down with a bang.


    For a moment, the dazzling sword light poured down and slashed into the center of the evil fetus.


    Under such amazing divine swordsmanship, the evil fetus at the peak of the third grade could not bear it, and its evil **** body began to shatter bit by bit.


    The flesh, as hard as armor, was bitten and strangled by the sword energy again and again.


    The intent of Taixu’s sword is vast and powerful.


    If one sword energy cannot be cut open, then there are ten, hundreds, or even thousands.


    In addition to sword energy, there are also the power of the five elements formations such as Broken Gold, Gui Water, and Li Fire, which flow continuously.


    Once a crack is cut, the Demonic Dao will take advantage of the situation and completely eliminate the hope...


    In the end, thousands of sword lights bloomed, and an astonishing sword intent swept out, raging like a tsunami, causing the entire temple to shatter.


    When the shocking sword intent fluctuated, Master Gu and others outside the temple couldn''t help but look horrified.


    The most shocking thing was Xunziyou.


    Especially, the familiar but unfamiliar sword intent that was so powerful that it made his face change drastically, and it was incredible.


    "Is this... the true technique of transforming swords with the divine thoughts of Taixu?!"


    "Is it the magical sword technique in Taixu Sect that has been sealed for hundreds of years and has been listed as a forbidden technique?"


    "impossible…"


    "Isn''t this sword technique lost?"


    "Who is using it?"


    "It''s impossible...it''s ink painting, right?"


    Xun Ziyou took a breath of cold air and trembled all over.


    (This chapter ends)