At the moment when the ink painting appeared, Xunzi and others also discovered the ink painting.

They turned into escaping light, and within a few seconds, they came forward.

"Mo Hua, Xiaoer, he..."

The current person is an elder wearing Chongxu Sect Taoist robes.

Mo Hua guessed that this elder was the Shangguan elder who was secretly guarding Linghuxiao as Elder Xun had mentioned to him.

Mo Huayan said concisely: "The matter is urgent. Linghu has been taken away. Let's talk as we walk."

Xun Ziyou and others nodded.

The large armies of the two sects are still charging into the valley, and there are not many manpower at the moment.

But having the golden elixir is enough.

Xun Ziyou, Xun Zixian and Shangguan Xuanjian, the three golden elixir elders, led the way with Mo Hua as their guide and headed towards the interior of Ten Thousand Demons Valley.

The escape skills of the three Jindan elders were so fast that Mo Hua couldn't keep up.

The slender Xun Ziyou held Mo Hua's sleeves and led him to perform the escape technique.

With three golden elixir "protectors", Mo Hua felt a lot more at ease.

The group of people were riding high along the way.

If you encounter an obstacle, break it with one sword; if you encounter a demon cultivator, kill it with one sword, without any hesitation and with extremely fast speed.

Soon, everyone arrived at the stone bridge where Linghuxiao and three others were captured.

Mo Hua briefly sensed the remaining blood and clues of cause and effect, and pointed to the right, "This way."

Xun Ziyou and the others did not hesitate at all, turned into three rays of light, and continued to chase in the direction pointed by Mo Hua.

Afterwards, the ink paintings guided the way along the way.

Occasionally, the ink painting will hesitate, but after thinking for a moment, it can point to the right direction.

The three Jindan elders were all a little surprised.

However, the situation is urgent at this time and it is not appropriate to ask too many questions.

And after experiencing all these incidents, they all had an unconditional and natural trust in Mo Hua.

Of course, in this case, it doesn't matter if they don't believe it.

No matter how correct the route is, time will pass by little by little.

The deeper they pursued, the more complex the terrain became, and the more time was wasted.

The surroundings were in a mess, with collapsed stone walls, monsters running around, and monster cultivators in various forms of death.

But there was no sign of Linghuxiao and the others.

Xun Ziyou and the other three looked solemn.

And Mo Hua also had a vague premonition in his heart.

Finally, an hour later, when he led Elder Xun and the three of them through the demon refining pot, the alchemy room, and the formation stone palace to the final destination, this uneasy premonition became even stronger.

The final location is a magnificent mural.

Above the mural, there are towering valleys, dangerous rivers and rocks, and ferocious demons dancing wildly. It is exactly that... a picture of demon refining!

At this time, there are many demon cultivators stationed outside the demon refining chart.

There are three coffins placed near the Demon Refining Picture.

The coffin is dark, engraved with demonic patterns, and is cold and weird.

In front of each coffin, dark green candles were lit, and various kinds of flesh, bones, and evil fruits were placed as offerings.

In the middle of the demon refining picture, there is a steward who looks like a witch, trembling all over and mumbling something.

It seems like some kind of "ceremony" is being held.

Mo Hua could tell at a glance, "They are offering sacrifices!"

At the same time, this group of demon cultivators also saw Mo Hua, especially Xun Ziyou and others who were wearing sect robes. They were immediately shocked and said in disbelief:

"Golden elixir?!"

Xun Ziyou's expression turned cold and he made a decisive decision, "Kill!"

Then he and Shangguan Xuanjian used their sharp sword intent to control the sword or condense their sword energy to kill the demon cultivators around them one by one.

In front of the powerful late-stage Jindan sword cultivators, these demonic cultivators had no power to fight back.

The witch cultivator seemed to want to overturn the altar and ruin the ceremony, but was stopped by Elder Xun Zixian.

A spiritual rope engraved with formations trapped her tightly.

The witch could not move.

Xun Zixian asked coldly: "What is the ritual of sacrifice? How to trace it back? How to retrieve the 'sacrifice'?"

The witch's mouth was full of teeth, as black as ink, and she grinned. Then an evil light flashed in her eyes, and immediately her seven orifices exploded, and her sea of ​​consciousness collapsed and she died.

Xun Zixian couldn't stop him even if he wanted to, and his face was as dark as frost for a moment.

At this time, all the demon cultivators nearby were dead.

The demon cultivators on the periphery were killed by sword energy without knowing the inside story.

The witch in charge of the sacrificial ceremony obviously knew something, but an evil thought destroyed the sea of ​​​​consciousness and self-destructed.

The area was empty except for the three coffins in the middle.

Not only Mo Hua, but also Xun Ziyou and the other two people had speculations in their minds.

After a while, Xunzi sighed:

"Let's open the coffin and take a look..."

Xun Zixian hesitated for a moment, then broke the formation on the coffin and opened the coffin one by one.

Inside the coffin, three teenagers were lying.

It was Linghu Xiao, Ouyang Mu and Song Jian.

At this time, the three people's faces were pale, without a trace of blood, and their breaths were gone, like dead people who had their "souls" removed.

Shangguan Xuanjian's body trembled, his face turned pale, and his eyes showed despair.

Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian were silent, not knowing how to comfort them.

The atmosphere was a bit dead for a while.

At this moment, they listened to Mo Hua on the side, breathed a sigh of relief, and said:

"fine……"

Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian were startled.

Shangguan Xuanjian also raised his head suddenly, as if grasping at a life-saving straw, looking at the ink painting with hope.

"ink……"

His voice was a little hoarse.

Mo Hua nodded and said: "The soul was sacrificed, but fortunately, it was sacrificed not long ago, and it should be possible to save it..."

He is quite familiar with this kind of thing.

Xun Ziyou and the other three looked a little shocked when they heard this.

They are all serious monks and don't know much about Shinto knowledge.

Xun Zixian knew a little bit, but he was not proficient at all.

"How...how can I save this?"

Mo Hua raised his head, glanced at the majestic Demon Refining Picture, which seemed to have countless roaring demons, and said in a casual tone:

"I'll just go in too!"

His eyes were slightly bright, and there was a hint of excitement.

Originally, I was about to leave the valley...

As a result, this group of demon cultivators, by coincidence, "seduce" me here again.

If you don't take a look at this demon refining map, wouldn't you be... sorry for their hard work of "leading the wolf into the house"?
Chapter completed!