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The dark clouds in the sky are like ghosts, the mountains and rivers in the distance are like demons, blood flows into streams on both sides, and bones pave the road under your feet.

The ink painting has a relaxed expression and light steps.

Jian Gu Gu was worried and followed step by step.

After walking for a while, Mo Hua turned to look at the sword bones, with a bit of contempt in his tone, "Didn't you say that there are so many evil spirits in the Demon Refining Picture? Where are the evil spirits?"

He has walked all the way and still hasn't seen a single evil spirit.

This demon refining picture can’t be fake, right?

I shouldn’t have traveled in vain...

Jian Gugu said sarcastically: "How did I know..."

It's also the first time it's come in.

If given a choice, it would never want to come in for the rest of its life.

Mo Hua looked around for a while, shook his head, and thought:

"That's all, let's save people first. The temple is here, where can the 'monk' run to?"

Without any distractions, he felt the breath on the bone path.

Among these breaths, there are some unclean and evil thoughts mixed with evil spirits, and there are also a few clean and pure monks' thoughts.

If the three Xiao Mu Mu were "sacrificially sacrificed" to the Demon Refining Map, they would have been escorted deep into the Demon Refining Map by the demon cultivators along the bone passage at their feet.

Mo Hua couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Fortunately, although the scenery along the way was gloomy, it was safe and smooth.

In this way, until you reach the end of the Bone Road, you will see a valley in front of you. The mouth of the valley is like a gaping maw of a monster.

Mo Hua was startled and frowned slightly.

He continued walking inside and entered the valley. In front of him was a road, followed by some sculptures of monsters and some jagged peaks and valleys.

The more I looked at the ink painting, the more familiar it became. After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly felt enlightened.

Valley of Ten Thousand Demons!

The terrain of the Demon Refining Map is very similar to the Ten Thousand Demons Valley outside.

Although there are many differences, the overall pattern seems to be carved from the same mold.

Mo Hua recalled what Elder Xun Zixian said:

"The formation in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is a mixture of reality and reality..."

"...Using some great power, the present world and divine thoughts are initially reflected and integrated, and constructed through formations."

Only then did Mo Hua understand what this sentence meant.

Between reality and fiction.

The real world and the nightmare merge.

The same seems to be true of the River Temple in the small fishing village.

Through the real world, a certain kind of nightmare is constructed, and then through the nightmare, it in turn affects the real world.

"The present world is the basis of the nightmare, and the nightmare reacts on the present world?"

"Is this the high-end use of the evil god's mind power?"

Mo Hua raised his head again and looked at the surrounding scene.

The nightmares in the current demon refining map are born out of reality, but they seem to have minimal impact on the "real world".

Is it because the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons has not been fully constructed yet?

Or is it because...the real evil god has not yet awakened, so he cannot use the real power of the evil god yet?

Mo Hua couldn't help but think:

If the Great Wild Evil God truly awakens...

And He really did successfully build a demon purgatory somewhere. Wouldn't it be possible to bring the "demon purgatory" directly to the human world through his monstrous evil thoughts?

What will really happen then is that all life will be in ruins and the world will be like a prison?!

Mo Hua was startled by his guess, and felt a huge chill in his heart.

Could it be that the evil god really... has such terrifying abilities?

If this is true... the evil god is really revived, and evil thoughts spread wantonly in the dark.

On the surface, everything seems to be fine in the prosperous world of Kyushu, but in an instant, it may be swallowed up by a boundless and terrifying nightmare, torn to pieces and littered with corpses.

Prosperous on the surface, corrupt on the inside.

The towering building collapsed in just a moment...

Mo Hua looked solemnly and finally sighed.

The reality of this world, the more clearly you see it, the more terrifying you feel. However, under such a crisis, ordinary monks are likely to be peaceful in their time, singing and dancing...

"Born in sorrow, died in happiness..."

Mo Hua shook his head, but then he thought about it, and there was nothing he could do about these things at the moment.

When the sky falls, a tall man holds it up.

At present, it should not be the turn of a young foundation-building monk like himself to worry about such important matters in Kyushu.

It's important to save people first...

Mo Hua comforted himself, then temporarily put all this behind him, and continued to search for traces of the "sacrificial" trio of Xiaomu.

After walking like this for a while, when we arrived at a stone path, Mo Hua's spiritual thoughts moved.

"Found it!"

There are obvious traces of demon cultivators walking on the ground, and the evil spirit is strong.

The monk's spiritual aura is also very obvious.

The ink painting looks up.

On a wide stone path in the distance, several demons were carrying three strange coffins that were dark and engraved with demon patterns, and were walking forward step by step.

In front of the team, there was a tall demon cultivator leading the way.

And this steward is none other than Jin Gui.

In other words, it is Jin Gui’s demon cultivator soul.

The ink painting did not hide the figure, and the sword bones did not contain the breath.

Both sides are aware of each other.

Jin Gui, who was walking in front, suddenly waved his hand and said, "Stop!" Then he turned his head and looked at Mo Hua. Of course, the main thing was the "sword bone" beside Mo Hua.

The sword bones are groveling in front of the ink painting.

But when he was alive, he was an old demon cultivator who was proficient in forging evil swords and possessed sinister skills.

What was transformed after death was a "sword demon" covered in white bones and evil swords, with tall bones and awe-inspiring demonic aura.

Just by looking at it, it's very "scary".

Jin Gui couldn't help but have a trace of fear in his eyes, but he was not afraid and sneered:

"Young master said that there is a mouse in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, which is causing trouble in the dark. It's the bad master's big plan... But I didn't expect that you could actually chase me here..."

Jin Gui's eyes were burning, staring at the sword bone.

Jian Gu Gu was silent for a moment, and suddenly he was startled, and his pale bones were stunned for a moment.

mouse?

who?

I?

"No, I'm just a guide, it has nothing to do with me..."

It wanted to clarify.

But when the little ancestor thought that Mo Hua was around, he didn't say a word, so naturally he didn't dare to make any claims.

More importantly, it looked at itself, who was tall, with jagged bones and swords, and full of demonic aura, and then looked at the ink painting next to it, which was a little bigger and looked like a child.

I feel like my clarification is not convincing at all.

After all, no matter how you look at it, ink paintings are like "leading the way."

As for me, I don't need to look at it as the "mastermind behind the scenes".

Jian Gugu only felt that a big black pot was stuck directly on his forehead.
To be continued...