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Jin Gui was pointed to death by Mo Hua.

There were still a few demon cultivators left in the field. They were all frightened and fled in all directions. However, they could not escape the poisonous hand of the sword bone. They were caught up by it one by one and killed with the bone sword.

After the demon cultivator died, many evil thoughts remained.

The sword bone looked at it with greed, but it didn't dare to move in front of the ink painting, trying its best to pretend to be an "honest person".

After all, swallowing evil spirits is not what serious evil spirits should do.

Mo Hua glanced at it and said:

"You can eat it."

"No, no," Jian Gugu shook his head, "If you are close to vermillion, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be black. I will follow you. From now on, I will definitely change my ways and return to the right path, and I will never touch these evil spirits."

Mo Hua's expression was a little subtle, he frowned and said:

"If you are told to eat, you will eat. Where did you get all this nonsense?"

"I……"

Jian Gu Gu was still hesitating.

It didn't know if Mo Hua really wanted him to eat it, or if he was just "testing" himself to see if he could restrain his desires and withstand the temptation of "evil spirits".

Sometimes, the "highest intention" is difficult to guess.

The sword bone was unsure for a moment. It glanced at Mo Hua secretly. Seeing that Mo Hua was already a little impatient, it immediately felt nervous and said quickly:

"Yes! Yes! Thank you for the reward, young master. I will definitely follow your orders."

It means, it's not what I want to eat.

I ate it only after following your order.

Don't turn your back on me and deny anyone...

Then the sword bone no longer hesitated and began to suck in the evil thoughts around it bit by bit.

At first it was a bit gentle. Every time it took a bite, it would raise its head and look at the expression on the ink painting. If the expression on the ink painting showed even the slightest displeasure, it would immediately shut up.

But after eating for a while, he discovered that Mo Hua really didn't care whether he ate or not, and he immediately felt relieved.

As soon as it felt relieved, it felt unbearably "hungry".

Since it transformed into a "Sword Demon", it has never "eaten" any thought power. At this time, so many rich evil thoughts of evil cultivators are in front of it, which seems particularly "delicious".

Sword Bones couldn't help but feast on it.

Mo Hua really doesn't care.

He really doesn't like these evil thoughts.

Moreover, although the demon cultivator is essentially a "half-demon", he still has the appearance of a human being, and the ink paintings are not "appetizing".

He walked to the coffin nearby.

These three pitch-black coffins, engraved with demonic patterns, were cold and strange, exactly the same as the coffins outside that were used to sacrifice Xiaomu and the other three people.

There are indeed some formations on the coffin.

With a casual stroke, Mo Hua broke the formation and opened the coffin.

Linghuxiao, Ouyang Mu and Song Jian were indeed locked inside.

Their faces were pale, their eyes were closed tightly, and they were unconscious.

Mo Hua glanced at them with his spiritual consciousness and found that the spiritual thoughts of these three people were pure and had no demonic aura.

It's probably the first time his soul has left his body, so he looks a little weak, but it's nothing serious.

Mo Hua nodded slightly and felt relieved.

On the other side, Sword Bones had already eaten the whole meal, eating up the demon cultivator's evil thoughts.

The injuries left behind after being "ravaged" by ink paintings are gradually healing.

At the same time, its demonic energy wrapped around the white bones and became more intense, and the momentum around it gradually increased.

A scarlet and evil luster lit up from its eyes.

It felt that its moral conduct had greatly increased, and a violent intention arose in its heart that could tear everything apart, devour everything, and suppress everything.

The demon's arrogance is gradually becoming more and more arrogant...

Jian Gu Gu lowered his head and glanced at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua also glanced at it lightly.

Like a basin of cold water, the arrogant arrogance of the sword bone was immediately extinguished.

It bent down and said:

"Master, I, I've finished eating..."

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, pointed at Linghu and smiled and said, "You carry them, we will go back first."

When Jiangu Gu heard this, he immediately nodded and said:

"well!"

It ate a lot of evil thoughts and "toned" a lot, which can be said to have received great benefits.

Now that the person has been rescued, he can escape safely from this dangerous demon refining plot. It is really the best of both worlds.

No danger, no danger, great harvest!

Jian Gugu was overjoyed.

Even the "Great Plague God"-like ink painting looks kind and lovely in its eyes.

The tall sword bones immediately carried Ouyang Mu and the others on their backs, followed the ink painting back to the original route, left the valley, walked through the bone passage, followed the Shinto chain, and returned to the blood pool.

The journey was uneventful.

Jian Gu Gu was determined.

Finally "home"...

But as soon as it put Linghuxiao and the others down, it heard Mo Hua say again: "Come back with me again."

"go back?"

Jian Gugu was stunned.

"Weren't the people rescued? Why are they going back?"

Mo Hua glanced at it lightly, "The person has been rescued, and the business has just begun..."

I haven’t even done the “serious things” yet.

Business...

The sword bone was startled.

What does this little ancestor want to do?

Jian Gugu wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to ask. He wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare to refuse, lest he seemed too "rude", so he could only lower his head and said:

"yes."

Xiaomu and the other three are still unconscious.

Mo Hua determined that there were no other problems with the three people's souls, so he temporarily left the three people in the blood pool, and painted Shinto formations around them.

These Shinto formations are used not only to "seal" them, but also to "protect" them.

After getting ready, Mo Hua followed the Shinto chain and returned to the Demon Refining Diagram.

Jian Gugu hesitated for a moment and could only grit his teeth and follow.

Entering the Demon Refining Map, the scenery is as usual.

But this time, Mo Hua no longer had any worries and things became much more convenient.

"I want to see where the evil spirit in this picture is hiding..."

Mo Hua's eyes flashed slightly and he walked towards the depths of the Demon Refining Picture.

"My consciousness has been stuck for too long."

"This time, it's time to go a step further..."

…

At the same time that Jin Gui's soul was wiped out by Mo Hua with one finger.

In the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, in a certain hall deep inside.

On an altar, a gust of cold wind blew by.

A bright light in front of Jin Gui's body was instantly extinguished.

The dozen or so busy demon cultivators in the hall all fell silent in an instant, with a hint of hesitation on their expressions.

"What's going on? The lights...went out?"
To be continued...