But Mo Hua then thought again, it might look like "a point", but no one knows how many thresholds are hidden in this point.

"Take your time, it should be soon..."

Mo Hua sighed, suppressed his anxiety, and gradually calmed down.

Now that he was full and still a little full, he thought about digesting the food first, consolidating it, and then exiting the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the ink painting concentrates on concentration, closes eyes and meditates, and visualizes one's own body.

It not only digests the spiritual thoughts, but also completely consolidates the Taoist mind.

Time passed bit by bit. I don't know how long it had passed. When Mo Hua closed his eyes and knew nothing, a large shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

This shadow, dark and blood-red, has a terrifying aura, but is silent.

Ink painting meditates, without any defense.

The shadow spreads from the small figure drawn in ink, gradually grows in size, and manifests into a huge evil shadow.

The shadow is like a sinful swamp, filled with black water, from which an ugly ram-horned monster with a huge mouth slowly emerges.

The monster slowly opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the ink painting in front of it silently.

The ferocious huge mouth completely covered the small ink painting.

Just when it was about to swallow the ink painting, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him, and the ink painting disappeared.

The monster was stunned for a moment, and its two big ugly eyes focused upward, and he saw a child standing above his head.

The child lay on top of its head, hanging his head upside down, staring into its big eyes, complaining a little:

"Why did you come out? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The monster's pupils changed dramatically, and it shook its head violently, trying to shake off the ink paintings.

Mo Hua held the monster's horn in one hand and stuck it to its head like sticky candy.

At the same time, Mo Hua grasped his right hand out of thin air.

Endless golden edges gathered in his hand, forming a clumsy but terrifying pale golden sword of divine will.

The monster's pupils almost bulged, and it struggled even more violently.

But with its huge body, it can't get rid of the ink painting at all.

The ink drawing was not verbose, it was clean and neat. With a small hand poke, the pale golden light condensed into a golden thread and pierced directly into the monster's eyebrow.

On the small golden sword, several rays of golden light burst out, directly piercing the monster's head.

Divine thoughts turned into swords, extremely sharp.

The monster struggled, roared in pain, and clawed at the ink painting.

Mo Hua jumped up and down on its head, its body as light and natural as water, dodging all these killing moves one by one, and then stabbed the top of its head with another sword.

The sharp golden light poured down, and the sword light bloomed, invincible, strangling the flesh and blood transformed from the monster's inner evil thoughts.

The monster roared in fear, its injuries worsened, and its movements became slower and slower.

Kill it while it's sick!

Ink Hua stabbed the sword several more times with "swish", and the sword energy transformed from the spiritual thoughts overflowed, cutting vertically and horizontally, cutting a large monster with evil thoughts into four pieces, and finally turned into a puddle of black water, paralyzed on the ground, lifeless.

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Within the sea of ​​consciousness, temporarily calm down.

The ink painting fell lightly to the ground, pointing at the black water on the ground with a golden sword, "Come out, I know you are not dead."

The black water trembled, and then a black shadow slowly emerged from it.

The entire black shadow was condensed from the filthy black water, transforming into a pitch-black water demon. It looked somewhat similar to the river god, also with a fish head and body.

But there are horns on the head. Above the fish head, the mouth protrudes and the fangs are rolled up, like...a sheep's mouth?

Mo Hua frowned, then suddenly realized.

This seems to be the remains of the Great Wild Evil God.

But this divine corpse is a little different. It seems to be parasitic on the river god and gradually assimilates with the river god, so it is closer to...an evil god?

The Black Water River God looked at the ink painting coldly, with alert eyes.

Its voice is the same as that of the river god, with a hint of the water demon's voice, but it is thicker and more gloomy.

"Kid, when did you find me?"

Mo Hua hummed in his heart.

This trip to the fishing village is just for you.

Moreover, when deducing the cause and effect, I saw you hiding in the dark and plotting against my senior sword cultivator from the Taixu Sect. How could he not know about your bad habits?

Of course, Mo Hua would not tell such a big truth.

Mo Hua just said: "You hid it really well, I just discovered it."

The Blackwater River God looked ugly.

It was sure that this kid was definitely lying.

The key is that this kid lied without any hesitation, he really just said it.

But now the situation is unfavorable. After seeing the power of spiritual thoughts turned into swords, and knowing that they are invincible, the Blackwater River God said:

"I was rash, little fellow Taoist, can we both stop?"

Mo Hua snorted coldly and said nothing.

Heishuihe Shinto: "What do you want?"

Mo Hua looked unhappy, "You sneaked into my sea of ​​​​consciousness, cowardly and wanted to plot against me, and you asked me what I wanted?"

"Don't you think it's rude for you to do this?"

"Should I apologize and make amends to show my sincerity?"

Blackwater River God thinks ink painting is childish.

But it had seen the way Mo Hua pressed the River God's head and cut off the River God's head with a sword, and knew that this kid was cruel and cruel and could never be truly childish.

When you think he is childish, it is actually you who is childish.

The Blackwater River God wrinkled his ferocious eyebrows and asked, "How do you want me to show my sincerity?"

"I'm young and not greedy," Mo Hua said with a smile, "Just give me some good things."

The Blackwater River God's eyes darkened, and he was a little confused, "What is it?"

"Of course..."

Mo Hua smiled slightly, with a sharp sword light in his eyes.

"Your essence!"

As soon as the word "divine marrow" came out, the expression of the Blackwater River God suddenly changed.

It is 100% sure at this moment that this kid really knows everything!!

The origin of the divine order.

The essence of the avenue.

This is the core taboo of the gods.

But this kid, he actually blurted out that he wanted to ask for the marrow!

There must be a traitor among the gods, who told all the secrets to this little scourge!

The Blackwater River God was startled, and suddenly realized that something was wrong with the surrounding situation. He looked intently and saw that at some point, formation patterns appeared on the ground and formed a formation.

Its divine body has been locked by the dungeon formation.

not good!

The Blackwater River God's evil thoughts surged and he immediately broke free from the dungeon formation.

In just this moment, Mo Hua had already flashed his body and was close to it. The small golden sword made of divine thoughts in his hand danced with sword light.

The sword light was so sharp that it "divided" the Blackwater River God into pieces again.

After the Blackwater River God was "dismembered", he turned into a puddle of black water.

Mo Hua frowned.

Although this evil thought was turned into a sword by divine thought, it was cut into pieces and obviously weakened, but it still did not die out.

Sure enough, a moment later, the Blackwater River God appeared again.

Mo Hua asked doubtfully: "Why won't you die?"

The face of the Black Water River God changed, and a strong fear arose in his heart.

He didn't expect that the sword transformed from divine thoughts would be so powerful.
To be continued...