Mr. Tu's eyes trembled.

Mo Hua is still concentrating on her mind, like a "monster", manipulating the "tenta"-like spiritual ink, and drawing the formation with all her might.

With a goal, there is motivation and ink painting faster.

When he was tired of painting, he rested, regained his spiritual consciousness, and then continued to draw.

I kept drawing until night.

Inside the formation, the blood and energy are gloomy and difficult to distinguish between day and night, but as a monk, you can still feel the existence of the sun and the moon.

At night, Mo Hua should go back to prison.

But Mo Hua didn't want to go back, so he asked Mr. Tu: "Or what if I can stay here and continue to draw the formation?"

Mr. Tu brows slightly, "Don't you... need to rest?"

Mo Hua nodded, "I want to work hard and finish the formation as soon as possible."

Mr. Tu couldn't refuse Mo Hua said this.

So the ink painting stayed and continued to be on the "construction" of the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Formation...

Mr. Tu looked at the ink painting with deep eyes, and the more he looked, the more shocked he became.

He has strong talent, high understanding, favored by "gods", has the attachment to formations, and can work so hard, and never give up day and night, day and night.

He is much more talented than others and works harder than others.

No wonder his formation is so strong.
Chapter completed!