Mo Hua shook her head, "Don't worry, I'll go alone, it's safer. You guys stay here, don't walk around."

After Mo Hua gave in, his figure gradually faded away and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone looked solemn and felt uneasy.

On the other side, Mo Hua walked into the corridor on the stone wall, and the road was full of evil spirits of all sizes, deformed, weird, ugly, terrifying, and extremely cruel.

If it weren't for the ink painting, if any other monk came in, the sea of ​​consciousness would be eaten up by evil spirits in just a moment.

But the current situation is reversed.

Mo Hua deliberately restrained his breath and acted like an ordinary, ordinary, weak, harmless young monk, but full of spiritual consciousness, mellow and sweet.

Countless evil spirits were drooling at him, and they continued to go crazy, and they rushed towards his unpredictable sea of ​​consciousness.

Then they were all held in the pure gold body in the sea of ​​consciousness, and instantly pinched to death. They were refined into pure thought power, nourishing their own spiritual consciousness.

In this way, Mo Hua used her body as bait to "fly and enforce the law" while hiding her body and walking towards the end of the corridor.

I don’t know how long it took, but Mo Hua finally reached the end of the corridor.

The end of the corridor was sealed by the formation.

The ink painting uses spiritual consciousness to control the ink, and the gods unconsciously untouched the formation. Then, looking around, you will see a formation hall connected to the end of the corridor.
Chapter completed!