"Be careful that you are infected with cause and effect and die in his hands."

As soon as these words were spoken, the demon cultivators immediately became silent.

The Great Wilderness Prison never holds back to ordinary people.

What's more, they are still people who are locked in the deep level of this Great Wilderness Prison.

Some people may have a low level, but cause and effect are terrible. If their fate is not strong, they will definitely die if they are involved.

Although these demon cultivators who are in charge of the Great Wilderness Prison do not understand cause and effect or fate, they have seen many demon colleagues who die in cause and effect because their fate is not strong, and they still understand some taboos.

Since then, these demon cultivators no longer dared to peek at ink paintings, and no one was afraid to get close to ink paintings three feet away.

...

In the dungeon.

Mo Hua looked up at the roof and felt that the roof was very high and narrow as an abyss.

He reached out and patted the four walls. The stone wall was extremely solid and uneven, and it felt like a human bone.

Under the perception of the spiritual consciousness, there are also third-grade high-level evil formations engraved inside the stone wall.

The third-grade high-level evil formation blocks everything in the prison. Mo Hua's blood and spiritual power are slowly moving, and even his spiritual consciousness feels a little dizzy.

"Can't escape..."

This prison is really a "Jedi" in the third-rank state.

Mr. Tu really gave him face, locked him up here, completely isolated him, and gave him no chance to operate.

Mo Hua sighed slightly, "Forget it, since you come, let's have peace."

There are many things to do. The situation is unclear now, and it is not easy to act rashly.

Even under the suppression of the dungeon evil formation, the spiritual consciousness is extremely prone to sleepiness.

Since that's the case, it's better to accumulate energy and have a sleep first.

In the prison, the walls are gloomy and depressing, with blood stains, and the tip of the nose has an old blood and a rotten smell.

I don’t know where the yin energy is still oozing out, making it chilly.

Mo Hua touched his waist and took out his storage bag.

What surprised Mo Hua was that Mr. Tu did not confiscate his storage bag.

Of course, there is nothing good in this storage bag, it is full of cheap spirit stones, array media, elixirs and second-grade array maps...

The real good things are hidden in the Nazi Ring by ink painting.

Even if Mr. Tu confiscated, he was just collecting "dashed".

Mo Hua took out the array medium and pen and ink from the storage bag, drew a pair of breeze meter, went to the scent of the prison, drew a pair of warm wind meter to keep yourself warm, then took out a small blanket, covered it on himself, and lay on the ground, ready to steadily and have a nap.

But as soon as he lay down, Mo Hua looked up and saw a huge bloody eyeball looking at him.

I can't sleep even if I am stared at.

Not to mention, he was stared at by such a big bloody eyeball.

Mo Hua said calmly: "You are getting in the way of sleeping."

He is now in the "base camp" of the evil god and doesn't want to cause trouble.

Moreover, he had just "eat" a meal before and now he has no appetite.

The bloody eyes trembled suddenly, and then they immediately closed them tightly.

Mo Hua was satisfied only then and slowly closed her eyes. After a while, a uniform breathing sound came.

In the deep darkness, gloomy and desperate, in the Great Wilderness Prison coveted by evil spirits, Mo Hua just covered her small blanket and fell asleep peacefully...

...

The Evil God Temple, in a secret room.

Mr. Tu is having a close conversation with Shangguan Wang.

"I hope Mr. Tu will not break my promise after the matter is completed. If you get..." Shangguan Wang paused, and then he reluctantly praised him, "If you get the favor of the 'God Lord', I will protect me from immortality..."

Mr. Tu was sure, "This is nature."

Shangguan Wang's face was gloomy, and he seemed to be still in a difficult situation to resolve. He repeatedly confirmed:

"The world seeks the Tao and goes through thousands of dangers, so there is a slight possibility of ascension to become an immortal."

"Immortals live with the heaven and earth, and shine with the sun and the moon, so that they can live forever."

"And my realm is only transcendent, far away from the immortal. If I believe in the 'God Lord', can I really live forever?"

Mr. Tu whispered: "Look at Elder, do you know how long I have lived?"

Shangguan Wang's expression was relieved, nodded slightly, and then he thought of another question and asked:

"After believing in the Lord of God and gaining immortality, can I still... be rational?"

This is what he is most concerned about. He doesn't want to lose his mind after he is immortal and becomes a bloodthirsty beast.

Instead of appeaseing the mountain official, Mr. Tu laughed and said sarcastically: "What is the use of keeping such a rational thing?"

Shangguan Wang's expression changed.

Mr. Tu pressed Shangguan Wang's shoulder and said lightly:

"Look, do you really think that the people in this world have the so-called 'reason'?"

"In order to satisfy desires, people sometimes do things that are more crazy than animals. Can this be called reason?"

"Are you willing to be eager for fame and fortune, for strength, for material desires, and even for self-destruction... can these be called reason?"

Shangguan Wang's brow jumped slightly.

"People always live on their own greed and ignorance. They are driven by their own greed and desires to live their whole life, not on reason." Mr. Tu said slowly, "Since that's the case, what's the meaning of reason?"

"What is the difference between being driven by the desire for fame and fortune and being driven by the Lord of God?"

"In the future, the deadline is approaching, and it will eventually be a piece of loess."

"Believe in the Lord of God, even if the great disaster is approaching, you can easily escape from body shape and immortality."

"If you were, which one would you choose?"

Shangguan Wang was speechless, but the ambition in his eyes became more and more crazy and fearless, and there was obviously an answer in his heart.

Mr. Tu nodded slightly.

"How long will it take?" Shangguan Wang asked, "When will the Lord of God be resurrected?"

Mr. Tu, who had always been calm, frowned at this time and felt annoyed.

Everything was planned well.

The great formation, the divine fetus, the sacrifices... everything is arranged very well.

But, these kinds of changes occurred at the sword contest, which forced him to open the formation in advance. One of them was wiped out by the Shen family. He carefully carved for hundreds of years and could see the flesh and blood corpse.

And now, there are problems with the offerings.

Those geniuses of the sect had already entered the trap and could soon raise "Gu". Through fighting and the transformation of the Taoist demon, they decided to become the strongest slaves of the God Lord after his resurrection.

At the last moment, they were all rescued by the damn Dao Tingsi and Gu Changhuai.

The evil formation master was also slaughtered in large quantities.

These disadvantages, combined with this, seriously slowed down the opening of his Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Array.

It was also severely delayed, and the days when the Lord of God resurrected and came to the world.

Shangguan Wang could feel these things more or less in the game, so he said coldly:

"I always feel that all these disadvantages are because someone is secretly blocking us."

Mr. Tu nodded slightly, with a look of indifference:

"From the beginning of capturing the Shangguan family's divine fetus, I also had a foreshadowing that there was a strange 'striking shadow' that had been looming, blocking the resurrection of the Lord of God..."

But this strange shadow was manifested in various events, but he couldn't figure it out.

He felt for a while that this person should have a very high level of realm, and only a cultivator at a high level could participate in this game; but after a while, he felt that this person's cultivation might not be strong, otherwise he could do many things, so he would not have to spend so many weeks.

At a moment, I felt that this person should be the mastermind behind the scenes and was planning behind the scenes; but at a moment, I felt that this person might just be an "executioner" who charges and is ordered to kill demons and kills the enemy.

After a while, I felt that this person must be an old monster who has been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years or even thousands of years.

But after a while, I felt that this person might just be a fledgling young man...

Whenever Mr. Tu thinks of this, his mind will be very confused.

Even the Lord of God could not give him a clearer revelation.

Even every time he eats, he wants to eat more monks' brains to make his thinking clearer.

At present, the only clue is that ink painting.
To be continued...