Old Kuang sighed: "I never thought that his Taoist demon had cultivated to this level..."

Mr. Zhuang remained silent.

Old Kuo said: "You are in trouble."

Mr. Zhuang said: "There is no worries about debt, and the lice are not itchy, so it doesn't matter."

Old Kuang snorted coldly, then frowned, and said curiously: "What did he do?"

"How do I know?"

"He is your senior brother, why don't you know?"

"I have never practiced the demons of the Taoist heart..."

Kuo Lao thought for a while and said, "Tell me the magic of the Taoist heart-sized demon, and I will agree to your request."

Mr. Zhuang was stunned, "Really?"

Old Kuang looked at him and said lightly: "Didn't you say you don't know?"

Mr. Zhuang said: "You can also know."

"What I say will count naturally." Old Taoist Kuo.

Mr. Zhuang thought for a moment, his eyes slightly subsided and explained:

"The so-called demons of the Taoist heart are a kind of magic magic that uses spiritual consciousness."

"This kind of spell can split your divine thoughts and become a demon seed, plant them on the sea of ​​consciousness of others, destroy the human mind, cause people to fall into the demonic way, or collapse the mind of the Tao and become a walking corpse, and let them play with it..."

Old Kuang frowned, "It doesn't sound difficult."

"Things with divine consciousness sound easy but extremely difficult to do. Otherwise, the Daoxin-Sourcing Demons would not be one of the ten forbidden techniques of the Demonic Dao." Mr. Zhuang said.

"What happened to Feng Xi? What did the evil Taoist do?"

Mr. Zhuang said lightly: "This is not simple. He first planted a demonic thought for a person and asked him to go to Heishan Village to die. The body was fed to pigs. His demonic thought naturally entered the pig demon's body."

"Originally, human demonic thoughts in the body of the monster will not survive for long. But some people have been feeding pigs with people, and this trace of demonic thoughts survives with the devouring human consciousness, so it looks like a face, but there are actually many faces, and there are only one voice, but there are many people talking."

"When the time is right, it will replace it and dominate the entire monster."

"In the state realm, the great demon is invincible. He controls the great demon with his demon mind and can do whatever he wants. Even if the Daoting and the major families take action, he will not be able to do anything..."

Old Kuang sighed, "You senior brother, are much smarter than you."

Mr. Zhuang stopped and then changed his mind and said, "It's a pity that I'm smarter than me, it's a pity. It's in the hands of my disciples... Well, in other words, it's in my hands."

After Mr. Zhuang finished speaking, he nodded.

Fortunately, I had the foresight, so I took over the registered disciple of Mo Hua and taught him the formation.

He actually learned and built a great formation, and used the Five Elements Demon Demon Array to exhaust the blood and energy of the great demon, forcing the infatuated Taoist to show demonic thoughts.

So, this time I won.

Old Kuang couldn't help but say, "You have to have some face."

Mr. Zhuang ignored it.

Old Kuang frowned again, "The formation killed the big demon, but now it is alive again, with a dead aura all over it, half a corpse and half a ghost. Just by the monks in Tongxian City, they can't deal with it."

Mr. Zhuang sighed, "I can only delay it."

"Wait for Daoting to take action?" Old Kuang's eyes narrowed slightly.

Mr. Zhuang nodded, "There are demonic thoughts planted by the demonic Taoist in this half-dead Feng Feng Shi. Daoting will definitely find a way to intercept his demonic thoughts and research, but..."

I just don’t know if Tongxian City can hold on...

Once Feng Xi, a half-corpse and half-ghost, enters the city, the monks in Tongxian City may still face a great disaster.

Mr. Zhuang didn't say this clearly, but both of them knew it well.

Old Pu's eyes were also a little low.

"So..." Mr. Zhuang raised his eyebrows and said, "I just requested."

Old Kuo was stunned and had a bad premonition.

"If Feng Shi enters the city, you will die once and take action." Mr. Zhuang said.

He talked around and turned out to be calculating himself here.

Old Pu’s expression was complicated, “You formation masters are all dirty.”

Mr. Zhuang said humbly: "Where is wherever you are, there will be no fish when the water is clear, it will be a little dirty."

Old Kuai said: "Tongxian City should have nothing to do with you, are you so kind?"

Mr. Zhuang sighed: "I am a gentleman after all. Before leaving, I always have to do something for my disciples."

The monks in Yicheng are either Mo Hua's relatives or his acquaintances.

It would be fine if he regretted it for life. He didn't want his little disciple to experience this feeling.

Mr. Zhuang's eyes were low and slightly melancholy.

Old Kuang nodded and said, "Okay."

"Thank you!" Mr. Zhuang said lightly.

"No need to thank you. I agreed because of Mo Hua's face." Old Master Kuai.

Mr. Zhuang's expression was slightly stagnant, "Why don't you have the face of Mo Hua?"

"I won't agree."

"The request I just made..."

"Do you think it's reasonable if you say something, I'll have my life?"

Mr. Zhuang said suspiciously: "Have you made plans to break your promise long ago?"

"The person who is close to the Mo is black. I learned from you, but I just broke my promise. It's very simple." Kuo Lao Muran said.

Mr. Zhuang sighed, "You are not clean."

Pu Lao ignored him.

Mr. Zhuang didn't care, but he felt relieved.

It’s enough that Mr. Kuang is willing to help. He doesn’t want Mo Hua to be sad, nor does he want his senior brother to commit more murderous crimes.

Mr. Zhuang was a little tired. He lay on the bamboo chair, looked up at the sky, and suddenly frowned, and found something was wrong.

Old Kuang looked at him and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Mr. Zhuang's eyes were slightly condensed, his fingers were pinching, his mind moved frequently, and his brows frowned.

"There are still variables in the way of heaven...but it is wrong, why are there still variables?"

"Where are the variables?"

Mr. Zhuang faintly noticed it and silently looked at the Five Elements Demon Demon Array in the deep mountains, frowning tighter and tighter.

The monks have begun to evacuate from the formation.

Feng Xi was resurrected from the dead, and was half dead, and his body was filled with terrifying death aura.

The Five Elements Demon Demon Array can still consume it to death.

However, there are no spirit stones.

The spirit stones raised have been exhausted. The remaining spirit stones can only be opened for several hours, and are not enough to kill Feng Xi, who has recovered from the dead.

The other foundation-building monks were exhausted and could no longer fight with Feng Xu.

At this time, you can only retreat first and make a long-term plan.

Everyone was frowning, and their expressions were faintly despaired.

They couldn't think of any other way to kill Feng Xi again.

Mo Hua stood on the mountain peak, looking at Feng Xu from afar, her mind was settled and her expression gradually became firm.

Elder Yu and the others came over and said helplessly: "Get away first, take a break for the time being, and then think of other solutions."

Mo Hua nodded and said, "You go first, I will control the formation and cut the back."

Zhang Lan and others frowned and hurriedly said, "How can this work? Where is the reason for you to break the back?"

All of them have foundations, how could it be possible for a young monk from Mo Hua to cut off the rear?

What's more, Mo Hua's identity is no longer the same as before.

He successfully built a large formation and resisted Feng Xi. Whether someone helped or not, he would definitely be a famous main formation master in the future.

In this case, you cannot take any risks.

Mo Hua corrected: "It's the big formation that cuts the back, not me."

What else Zhang Lan and the others wanted to say, Mo Hua said:
To be continued...