According to his speculation, Mo Hua must have some close connection with this "striking shadow" that seems to not exist but is everywhere.

"Ink painting..."

"That ink painting..." Shangguan Wang's eyes flashed slightly, and his tone was solemn, "In my opinion, it would be better to kill it, so as to avoid any trouble."

Mr. Tu shook his head, "It's very useful for me to keep it."

Shangguan Wang frowned, "What's the use?"

Mr. Tu was unwilling to answer, but Shangguan Wang was the key to this person, so he should not be disinterested.

Mr. Tu said: "The cause and effect in him is very big and deep, so you should not move it rashly."

"The light goes out when a person dies. No matter how big the cause and effect is, it will disappear when he dies." Shangguan Wang's eyes were cold.

"He has a special status and a high status. He is very favored by the ancestor Taixu..."

"You don't understand Taixu Sect, you don't understand the ancestor Dongxu of Taixu Sect." Shangguan Wang shook his head, "Taixu Sect had no reputation before, but inherited the divine mind and turned into swords, with awesome righteousness and a clear distinction between good and evil, and never bargained with the demon cultivator."

"No matter how favored this kid is, he will never be able to make an exception."

"Even if he enters evil, the first thing Taixu Sect has to do is to endure the pain and clean up the portal..."

As an elder of the Shangguan family, Shangguan Wang has a lot of connection with the three sects of Taixu. He knows the style of Taixu.

Mr. Tu said again: "The evil formation master has died too many times. If the formation is completed, it will be delayed."

Shangguan Wang frowned, "Do you want this kid to draw a formation for you and improve the blood sacrifice formation?"

Mr. Tu refused to comment.

Shangguan Wang said, "He has only one person."

"You have also seen the scene of the sword contest," said Mr. Tu. "He is alone, with his spiritual sense and ink, drawing the ground into a formation, and the speed of forming a formation is extremely fast, comparable to ten... no, even dozens of top second-grade formation masters."

Shangguan Wang pondered for a moment, but shook his head, "We have the formation master in our hands. It's just a little slower for the formation, but it's best not to bear the risks."

In any case, Shangguan Wang must kill the ink painting.

First, it is because he has a bad relationship with Mo Hua, and Mo Hua is vengeful.

The second is that he has now abandoned the light and turned to the darkness and converted to the God Lord of the Great Wilderness. If Mo Hua was assimilated by Mr. Tu and converted to the God Lord, then his status in front of the God Lord of the Great Wilderness will never be higher than the Ink Hua with a magical consciousness and a formation like a monster.

Of course, he is a virtuous person and his status will not be low.

But Mo Hua is now a late-stage monk in the foundation building stage, and it is only one step away from the golden elixir. The Divine Lord has ten thousand evil methods to make Mo Hua quickly form a elixir.

At that time, a Jindan realm, who entered the demonic path, was blessed by the evil formation, and was young and terrifyingly talented formation monster, under the protection of the Great Wilderness God Lord, was really lawless. Even if he became a feather, he had to avoid his sharpness.

This will make all his original plans go to waste.

Therefore, he did not shy away from murderous intentions of Mo Hua.

Mr. Tu can also see this, but he did not have to keep Mo Hua's life. Instead, there was a hidden aura that made him inexplicably afraid of him, which made him dare not kill him.

"I suspect that this child has been planted by an unknown master..."

Mr. Tu paused, his pupils shrank slightly, and he slowly said:

"Native Eternal Life Talisman..."
Chapter completed!