He first hugged the pig-head demon's fangs with both hands, tightened his face, and used his strength to pull it out hard, pulling it off directly, and withdrew the pig's teeth, and with the skin and flesh, he removed the "blood" black water.

The heart-wrenching pig cries sounded.

I ignored the ink painting, and after pulling out one, I pulled out another.

After the two were lifted up, Mo Hua still clenched his fists and rode on the pig-head demon's head, punching each other, and pounding the pig-head demon's head.

"Make you want to eat me!"

The pig-headed demon was tied to death by the Golden Lock Formation and was suppressed by Mo Hua, so he could not be afraid of it at all.

The other demons were frightened by Mo Hua's momentum and showed fear on their faces and did not dare to step forward.

Mo Hua became more and more proud, his fist was like rain, and he used the power of his spiritual consciousness to change. In a short while, the pig-head demon was blown away, and even a faint sound of bone cracks...

I don’t know how long I was “beating”, but I heard a loud "boom".

The pig-headed demon was also "exploded" by ink paintings.

Its demon body cannot condense and becomes a thick black mist transformed by divine thoughts.

After these black mists scattered, they condensed again and contracted backwards, hoping to return to the black water and re-incubate the demons.

But the ink painting is no longer allowed.

He opened his mouth wide and sucked it suddenly.

The black fog that was shattered by him was involuntarily pulled and pulled, and finally couldn't resist. It was all sucked into Mo Hua's mouth and swallowed into his stomach.

This change is just a blink of an eye.

All the demons stood there, their bodies trembled, and their eyes were filled with great horror.

These demons... were eaten by "people"...

Looking at the innocence and a hint of childishness, these demons couldn't tell who the real "demon" was...

"Swallowed" the pig-head demon's ink painting, dark spots began to appear on the body, and evil thoughts began to invade the body.

However, Mo Hua has experienced many battles in the formation and has become more evil spirits, so these evil thoughts cannot defile his heart.

His spiritual consciousness is reconstructed and transformed.

These black water stains cannot hurt his spiritual consciousness.

In just a few breaths, the turbid air of the black fog and evil spirits was refined.

The body of the spiritual thought of the ink painting is also as clear as before and as intact as before.

At the same time, the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting has further grown, and it has gone one step further on the basis of the fifteen patterns, and is only a little short of the sixteen patterns.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there is a silence like death.

The once arrogant and ferocious demons and ghosts had their limbs trembling and their eyelids twitched, and they didn't even dare to look at the ink paintings again.

But Mo Hua smacked her lips, and she was still a little impressed.

"Pig head meat is not very delicious..."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the other demons...

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Chapter completed!