Every traitor is not him.

But every traitor is him,

If a wisp of strange thought is immortal, he will be immortal.

When I think about it, my scalp feels numb.

He did not forget that there were deep causes and consequences and grudges between him and his master.

I am magnanimous and don’t care much about my master’s difficulties.

But Master is probably a sloppy person. If he seizes the opportunity, he will definitely not let him go, and he will even be seen by him.

Or you may notice your existence, you are very dangerous.

Before, he deliberately avoided his master, but as his cultivation level improved, he was involved in various events, and the cause and effect became more and more obvious. Mo Hua always felt that the distance between him and his master was getting closer and closer invisibly.

There is even a possibility that "I have actually contacted my uncle at some time and some places, but I just didn't realize it?"

As soon as this thought emerged, Mo Hua couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

It is definitely not impossible, and even the possibility is not small.

Ink painting is a little scared.

Then he shook his head repeatedly and stripped these thoughts from his mind.

"No, I can't think about this anymore-"

Originally, he was not able to deal with his master.

It’s useless to think too much. It’s not only useless, but it may also backfire and cause trouble for yourself.

If you talk too much and you really summon your uncle, you will be done-·

Mo Hua abandoned these distracting thoughts, turned his head, and looked at the true fetus of the evil god who was bound by his divine formation.

Since it is a "true fetus", in a sense, it must be different from other evil fetus.

If other evil fetuses are "princes", then the real fetuses in your hand are obviously "the prince". They are the evil god prince who is closest to the origin of the evil god and is most qualified to be promoted to the evil god of the Great Wilderness.

With his current strength, he still can't kill this "prince".

Even the reason why I can beat him, bully him, and beat him up is because I was just born, had a weak congenital fetus, had little time to grow up, and I didn’t have time to awaken my supernatural powers and mythical memories.

If you drag on it, the offense and defense will be very different.

Even if there is a divine mind-turning sword and a divine formation, he will not be his opponent.

Then - use the thunder to erase him?

Mo Hua frowned, a dangerous luster appeared in her eyes, and then she shook her head slightly.

Logically speaking, thunder can erase all things in the world.

The true fetus of the evil god should also be erased.

But what after killing?

The fetus of the true god, the vast divine marrow, the vast mind power, and the infinite evil thoughts, I can't digest it at all. In addition, if the original will of the true god will cause some terrible changes, Mo Hua was not sure about it.

Mo Hua never forgot that he is still in the base camp of the evil god, in the core of the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Formation, and the environment is full of dangers and he cannot take risks at all.

and.

"Yu'er may still have the cause and effect of the evil god-""

Mo Hua's pupils shrank slightly, she pondered for a moment, and then she became calculating in her heart. Then she grabbed the evil god's true body, broke through a sealed road, walked along the dense array of divine locks, and walked to the end, entering a temple.

In the temple, there is his new "good friend".

A divine beast that wards off evil spirits - Pixiu.

At this time, the big-headed Pixiu was lying on the ground and dozing off. She patted the ground with her tail for nothing, looking bored. It was not until Mo Hua entered the temple that it was suddenly startled, raised its head, and a golden light burst out in its eyes. In an instant, it saw the dark evil thing that Mo Hua was holding in his hand, with his eyes showing his thoughts.

This evil thing has a strong aura and a strong evil spirit. It seems to be not an ordinary evil god, but more like a newly born evil god?!

Pixiu was stunned for a moment, his big head was motionless, and he looked at Mo Hua blankly, looking disbelief.

After a moment, its golden retrievers exploded, jumped up excitedly, walked around the ink painting several times, and licked the ink painting affectionately with its big tongue.

This big-headed Pixiu never expected that in a short time, it took only a nap and the ink painting fulfilled its agreement with it.

Moreover, the agreement was exceeded.

In Mo Hua actually grabbed one, and the young evil god gave it!

This Pixiu was so happy that it looked like a "big licking dog".

The ink painting could not stand its enthusiasm, and quickly threw the evil god's true fetus to it, diverting its attention, and the Pixiu stopped.

It put the evil god's true fetus in front of its chest, and turned it into a chain with the golden light to ward off evil spirits, and tied the evil fetus's life soul.

The evil god's true fetus roared in fear and was still struggling.

The Pixiu stretched out its big claws and held it tightly with one claw.

The evil god was suppressed by Pixiu and could not move or even speak. He could only look at Mohua angrily without any worries.

But this anger is not a slight threat to the ink painting.

The ink painting was just a little surprised.

He knew that Pixiu had a strong anti-evil power, but he did not expect that this power could be so strong that it would suppress the evil god's true fetus without any effort, and there would be no evil spirit exposed.

The evil god cannot grow at all.

Is this a divine beast grown by heaven and earth, almost like a god?

Is it also a gifted magical law?

Mo Hua was secretly amazed in her heart.

At the same time, the horn of the Pixiu suddenly appeared on Mo Hua's forehead.

On the dragon-shaped Pixiu's horn, the golden light became stronger and stronger, as if he had fulfilled the contract. The Pixiu was very satisfied, so it also gave him a very generous "blessing".

Mo Hua itself is already close to the existence of the gods. To be honest, this blessing is not as useful as he imagined.

But this is a symbol of his "friendship" with Pixiu.

This horn is bigger now, which means that Pixiu is very happy.

Pixiu is happy, and ink painting is naturally happy too.

Moreover, the Pixiu can suppress evil fetus, which can be considered a great help to him.

This evil god's true fetus is extremely vicious and a great disaster. It cannot be killed for the time being. Mo Hua himself cannot consume time and effort, so he stares at the evil god every day.

There is a divine beast Pixiu that is suppressed, and ink painting is also more at ease.

At this point, the evil god's affairs have been temporarily resolved.

"There is one last thing to do--

Mo Hua said silently in her heart, and then after saying goodbye to the big-headed Pixiu, her spiritual consciousness returned to the sea of ​​consciousness, and her consciousness gradually awakened to the academic prefectures and Guanjian Pavilion.

On the Xuantian Beidou Seven Star Formation, fourteen divine minds cultivate the earth, their breath is weak and their vitality is vague. The seven-star lamps in front of them are dim one by one, gradually disappearing.

The atmosphere is extremely depressing.

All the ancestors of Dongxu looked extremely solemn.

Suddenly, Wen Renwan opened her eyes. Before she could say anything, she felt that the sea of ​​consciousness was in a splitting pain. The sequelae of Damengtian induced her was back, making her feel in pain.

Wen Renwan spit out a mouthful of blood, leaving a blood mark between her eyebrows, and then she fell to the ground, unconscious.

At this moment, the Great Dream Sky turned, the seven-star array lit up, and Zhenren Situ also opened his eyes.

His condition is also extremely bad.

The power of divine thoughts was overdrawn, the treasure of the divine Tao was shattered, and many souls were cut off by the Demon Sword of Mo Hua. Even though the soul was traced back to the body, most of the energy was lost.

Situ Zhenren's face was pale, and his spiritual consciousness was about to break, and he was extremely painful, but he still gritted his teeth and breathed a breath, activated the seven-star formation, cutting away the evil spirits of the Jingmo Hua, and released the souls of more than a dozen fellow monks into their bodies, and warmed them with the power of the seven-star to hold them alive.

This matter cannot be delayed at all.

A slight delay of half a minute may cause these fellow practitioners to die.

Therefore, Situ Zhenren almost used his strong perseverance to stabilize his heart of Tao and endured the severe pain of the exhaustion of spiritual consciousness and the shattering of the sea of ​​consciousness.

With the help of the Seven-Star Array, everyone's soul was restored to their souls and returned to their positions.

After doing all this, Situ Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief.

But he still didn't dare to really relax. He slacked off and didn't finish his words, so he would ruin something big.

Situ Zhenren remembered Mo Hua's advice, gritted his teeth, and almost bleeded, saying to everyone word by word:

"Let everyone withdraw from the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Formation!"

"Brother Situ--" Mr. Xun held Situ Zhenren with a serious expression and wanted to ask in detail.

Zhenren Situ suddenly caught Mr. Xun's arm, and his turbid eyes were full of obsession.
To be continued...