"What should I do if the four feathers...?"

Ink painting changed rapidly.

If he was just a Mr. Tu, he could use so long to understand Mr. Tu, take advantage of Mr. Tu's loyalty to the "Lord of the Great Wilderness", take advantage of Mr. Tu's incomprehension, and a little bit of the demons in the Taoist heart to "scam".

But now three more feathers come.

A traitor to the Shangguan family, a former powerful elder, a corpse demon who raises gold corpses in Yin Zi Valley, and a mortal demon who transforms into a demon sword sect. The situation became much more complicated and more dangerous in an instant...

Mo Hua's eyes were slightly condensed, and she used her spiritual sense to control her facial expressions, pretending to be calm, but her heart was scraping, thinking about the "bewitching" words.

On the other side, as soon as Shangguan Wang and others entered the hall, their pupils instantly shrank and their faces were as deep as water.

Inside the hall, blood was like ink splashing.

The golden elixir demons of each sect were all killed and injured, and when they looked around, they were all killed by themselves, gnawing on each other's flesh and blood, and they looked extremely miserable.

At first glance, he was killed by the inhumane "big devil".

Yuhua, Yinzigu, immediately looked cold, suppressed his anger, and his eyes were filled with a dead murderous intent, staring at Mr. Tu:

"Mr. Tu... I haven't seen each other for a few hours. Why did all the Jindan Sect members in Yinzi Valley die tragically?"

"Do you... want to give me an explanation?"

His anger and murderous intent touched the golden coffin beside him. In the coffin, there was another strong corpse energy and the harsh sound of the golden corpse tearing and scratching the coffin.

The Demon Sword Sect on the other side also activated the Demon Sword, locking in the murderous intent on Mr. Tu, and sneered:

"It's quite difficult for me to raise some sword slave disciples in my Demon Sword Sect, especially the golden elixir, but now there is not a single one left. Mr. Tu, do you want to give me an explanation?"

Shangguan Wang's face was indifferent and watched coldly.

He is now a traitor, without a demon sect or disciple, so he doesn't have any matters to hang up and doesn't want to wade into this muddy water.

Mr. Tu also looked ugly.

He was obviously plotted against, the ceremony was cut off, the soul lamp was turned off, and his body was almost gnawed out. In a blink of an eye, these bad debts were even counted on him.

"The deaths of these demon cultivators have nothing to do with me."

Mr. Tu said coldly.

Yinzi Valley Yuhua sneered, obviously he would not believe Mr. Tu's one-sided words.

The golden corpse in the golden coffin began to roar excitedly and was about to come out of the coffin.

The old demon of the Demon Sword Sect also opened the sword box, and dark eyeballs grew on the Demon Sword.

They are going to kill Mr. Tu.

Mr. Tu frowned.

If he were normal, he would not be afraid of these two old demons, but now his divine thoughts were backfired, his body was gnawed, and his vitality was severely damaged. He might not be the opponent of these two old demons.

What's more, the most difficult person at the moment is not the two demonic paths, but...

Mr. Tu's tone was slightly relieved and he explained patiently:

But saying "no" will inevitably lose your value as a "Taixu evil god" and will also destroy your mysterious and terrifying image of a god in Mr. Tu's heart.

Therefore, it is better to kick this "ball" back and let Mr. Tu find reasons and excuses by himself.

God did not answer, he just asked replies.

The old demon of Yin Zi Valley Yuhua and the Demon Sword Sect really looked at Mr. Tu again.

Mr. Tu's face looked ugly.

He guessed that all this was most likely related to ink painting.

But I wasn't sure, all this was really the hand of Mo Hua.

The biggest loophole is that even if "ink painting" is a god, its boarding body only has the foundation-building realm.

In the foundation-building realm, how can you kill so many golden elixir demon cultivators?

Moreover, all of the demons in the Golden Pill Realm in front of them were covered in flesh and blood, and died miserably, and they were obviously dying from the more cruel demonic hands.

"Ink Painting" itself is a righteous disciple of Taixu Sect.

These two points don't match at all.

Even with the blessing of the "power of gods", how did he, a foundation-building disciple of the righteous sect, slaughter all the hundreds of golden elixir demons in the hall with inhumane and evil means?

Mr. Tu racked his brains and couldn't come up with an explanation.

He couldn't even make up the excuse of "framed".

Therefore, Mr. Tu could only remain silent.

The more silent Mr. Tu is, the greater his suspicion will be.

After all, compared to the "harmless" ink painting, Mr. Tu, the big demon who became a feather, is more like the culprit who killed so many fellow demons.

He has the ability and motivation.

The two feathered demons, Yin Zi Valley and Demon Sword Sect, saw Mr. Tu's eyes getting colder and colder, and the suspicion in his heart became deeper and deeper.

The atmosphere between the fields was stagnant and tense.

The ink painting lies high above the altar, and its eyes flash slightly.

The situation is developing towards what he expected.

As long as Mr. Tu and his devils became suspicious and fought each other in internal conflicts, he could act according to the opportunity, take advantage of the situation, find a way to take Yuer and secretly leave the blood sacrifice formation with him.

After all, others don’t know, but the ink painting, who is the “initiator”, is clearer.

At present, this blood sacrifice array is an unknown "explosive barrel".

So far, Mo Hua has exploded many formations, but the Blood Sacrifice Formation is exceptional.

This is a quasi-third-grade formation, or an evil formation, which also involves the divine mystery formation and the transformation of good and evil spirit power.

It is too difficult, too large, too complex to follow the conventional "disintegration" rules.

This is the first time Mo Hua has tried this formation.

Although after studying formations day and night at Taixu Gate and practicing formations, Mo Hua laid a terrible foundation for formations. On this basis, he gradually formed a set of his own formation understanding and understanding of the essence of formations.

By his hand, this quasi-third-grade Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Formation should still be able to explode.

But there is too much uncertainty here.

Mo Hua himself was not sure about the final explosion effect.

So, he wanted to run early.

Moreover, because of the explosion of this large array, it has a high grade, large size, wide range, and the changes in spiritual power are too complicated. With the magical calculating power of Mo Hua, it is impossible to calculate where the "Shengmen" will be after the explosion, so he can only run away early.

If he doesn't run away, he will die.

The situation is still in a stalemate.

The situation is getting colder and colder.

The suspicion between Mr. Tu and the other three maharajas is getting deeper and deeper.

When you reach the state of maturity, you have a deep experience and have your own cognition and judgment. The suspicion here cannot be resolved by Mr. Tu's words of perfunctory words.

But even a few feathers did not take action rashly.

They are cunning and have a floating mind, and seem to be thinking about something.

Mo Hua frowned, hoping that they would fight to the death quickly, but at this moment, a soft murmur sounded, and Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat, and he felt something was wrong.

Yuer, this child, woke up!

Now the only handle in my hand is Yuer, the "lord of the Great Wilderness".

Ruo Yu'er woke up, said the wrong thing and missed it, and made Mr. Tu and his devils notice that their Great Wilderness God Lord was not actually in Yu'er's body, so he would have no "reliance" and would be extremely passive next.

The life and death of him and Yuer are likely to be at the mercy of others.

At the moment when Yuer whispered, Mr. Tu, Shangguan Wang, Yin Zi Valley Escape, Demon Sword Sect’s old demon, the four Escaped Demons, were shocked, and then they all showed shock and ecstasy and ecstasy, with their eyes as torched, looking at Yuer.

Even Shangguan Wang's eyes showed a sharp greed and ambition, and he seemed to immediately want to take action to grab Yu'er.

Mo Hua's scalp was slightly numb, and immediately strangled Yu'er's white and tender throat, and said with a gloomy smile:

"Don't move!"

Mr. Tu and his men immediately trembled, and Shangguan Wang's face was ugly.

At this moment, Yuer slowly opened her eyes.

He saw the bloody hall in front of him, the strange and evil demons in front of him, and even among them, Elder Wang who took him away from his mother, was scared.

Then, he heard a familiar voice.

"You'd better not act rashly, otherwise I'll strangle this child to death!"

This is Brother Mo's voice.
To be continued...