"But God forbid me, a bloody 'betrayal' actually occurred between Wu and Zhu!"

The old man in black robe was both angry and a little scared.

Mr. Xuan's expression was slightly solemn.

The old man in black robe said in a trembling voice: "A shaman violated a taboo during a sacrifice to ghosts and gods and awakened the ancient evil god of the wilderness."

"Under the bewitchment of the evil god, he betrayed."

"On the surface, he is still a highly respected witch Zhu, but secretly, he has betrayed his original intention and betrayed Dahuang. He converted both body and mind to the evil god, causing tragedy, stealing Dahuang's inheritance, and taking Dahuang's bloodline.

An evil fetus has been raised in this temple!"

"This is the first evil fetus he raised."

"He wants to use the evil fetus to bring the evil god down."

"But for some reason, he failed. The evil god did not come, and the evil fetus was out of control."

"That traitor can only seal this evil fetus in the temple at the bottom of this lonely mountain."

"And at this moment..." The old man in black robe looked at the golden dragon coffin in front of him and said with fear in his eyes, "The evil fetus is sleeping in this coffin."

Mr. Xuan's expression changed when he heard this, but after a moment, he frowned, still a little doubtful.

But after hearing these words, Mo Hua felt excited.

Mr. Xuan doesn't know, but he is different. He is too deeply involved in the evil god's affairs, so he naturally understands it better than anyone else.

The second elder's words revealed too many secrets.

It also solved a lot of doubts about ink painting.

Mo Hua's mind was spinning rapidly, pondering what the second elder said:

"The traitor that the second elder said was betraying his tribe and converting to the evil god... is 'Mr. Tu'?"

"Mr. Tu, is he actually the 'Wizhu' of the Dahuang clan?"

"Working with ghosts and gods, drawing four images, holding totems, controlling hundreds of beasts, judging good and bad luck... No wonder he can master the four-image formation, the Shinto formation, raise demon cultivators in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, and conceal the secrets of the Rouge Boat.

You can also predict the good and bad fortune..."

"He raised an evil fetus in Gushan. This is also the first evil fetus."

"He has even tried hundreds of years ago to use this evil fetus to bring the evil god down..."

Mo Hua thought of the densely packed corpses of more than 100,000 mine repairmen in the mass grave, and his heart sank for a moment.

On the other side, Mr. Xuan thought for a moment and said with a half-smile: "Senior, is there really an evil god in this world?"

"You'd better pray to yourself that you won't encounter..."

The old man in black robe glanced at him and said, "If you can't come across an existence like the evil god, then it means it doesn't exist. If you do, it doesn't matter whether it exists or not. Anyway, by that time, you will no longer be you."

"If you have studied Taoism, you should be able to understand." The old man in black robe said.

Mr. Xuan's heart was slightly frightened, and after a moment he said: "If it is true as the senior said, there is an evil fetus sealed in this dragon coffin, then don't we want to wake it up?"

"We must not wake him up," the old man in black robe said.

Mr. Xuan frowned, "Why?"

"You don't know the horror of the evil fetus," said the old man in black robe. "Once it is awakened, all of us will die."

Mr. Xuan didn't believe it.

The old man in black robe saw his thoughts and said solemnly:

"Don't think that even if you have mastered the art of cultivating inner demons, you are proficient in the way of spiritual thoughts. You have never experienced the weirdness of spiritual thoughts. You also don't understand the great terror of spiritual thoughts."

Mr. Xuan's face was slightly cold: "This evil fetus can only be of the third grade at most."

"Only the third grade..." The old man in black robe sneered, "Do you know what the third grade divine fetus means?"

"This is the child of a third-grade evil god who has failed to come to this world!"

"Once it wakes up, let alone you, even your ancestors may not be able to walk out of this lonely mountain. Even if a person walks out, his soul will be left here."

"What's more, if my prediction is right..." The black-robed old man's eyes were filled with deep fear, "This evil fetus is probably at the peak of the third level, close to the fourth level..."

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Xuan didn't think anything, but Mo Hua's scalp went numb.

The peak of the third level, an evil fetus close to the fourth level?

What a joke!

Can't beat it, not at all.

Mo Hua's heart was beating fast.

Killing a second-grade evil fetus was already a huge effort for him, let alone a third-grade evil fetus at the peak.

They are not on the same level at all and are completely different from each other.

What's more, this seems to be an evil fetus that has failed to descend and is "out of control", so the danger has gone up to a higher level.

"This is the real 'big guy'. It's many times more terrifying than that huge flesh and blood corpse statue..."

A chill surged into his heart, and Mo Hua felt a little chilly in his heart.

Before, he actually had the idea of ​​"eating" the evil fetus of Gushan in order to break through the twenty lines of spiritual consciousness.

Now it seems that he was the one who offended...

He is really not worthy of eating an evil fetus at the peak of the third level.

If we really encounter each other, it’s really not certain who will eat whom.

"It's abrupt and hasty..."

Mo Hua thought for a moment and immediately changed his strategy in his mind:

Don’t even think about evil fetuses. If you can’t afford to offend them, then don’t offend them…

Just find a way to get the Four Elephants Blue Dragon Formation Diagram.

Of course, it would be best to get the dragon veins of Dahuang.

These people wanted to rebel by engaging in this dragon vein. By getting this dragon vein in their own hands, they were doing Daoting a big favor.

Even if I can’t use this dragon vein, it should be no problem if I hand it over to the Tao Ting in exchange for some of the Tao Ting’s secret formation skills...

Mo Hua quickly made up his mind.

On the other side, when Young Master Xuan heard about the "evil fetus at the peak of the third grade", he nodded slightly, feeling somewhat fearful.

Then he frowned again, "If this evil fetus is really so powerful, wouldn't we be unable to open the coffin?"

The old man in black robe was silent for a moment and said nothing more. Instead, he asked:

"Mr. Xuan, can you abide by the agreement we made before?"

Mr. Xuan nodded, "This is natural. The Demon Sect of my lineage will help you revive the Great Wilderness Royal Family, dominate the Southern Wilderness, and fight against the Taoist Court. And you only need to give me a corner of the Demon Sect to preach."

"Okay." The second elder nodded.

Then he walked up to Shentu Ao and bowed, with a complicated look on his face, and said with emotion in an old voice:

"Third Prince, I can only... accompany you here."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to see you in the future, you ascended the throne of the dragon and dominated the wilderness..."

Shentu Ao, who had always been as silent as a mountain, cold and arrogant, actually had a trace of sadness in his eyes.

He bowed deeply to the second elder.

This was the first time Mo Hua saw him bend down.

Shentu Ao didn't say anything else after that.

This gift is enough.

The second elder nodded and said in a calm voice: "I will seal the evil fetus and isolate the evil fetus from its perception so that it will not wake up. After that, you open the coffin and take out the dragon vein. But remember, there is only one hour."

After the second elder finished speaking, he started to raise his head and looked at the position of the dragon coffin with the help of Great Wilderness Secrets, and figured out something in his mind.

After a while, he pushed out his bearings and walked straight to the open space three feet in front of the dragon coffin.

The second elder sat down cross-legged and took out some strange and wild-looking bone tools, including claws, forearms, tibias, skulls, etc.

These bones were placed on the ground one by one by the second elder and pieced together into a dragon shape.

The second elder took out the blood ink again and drew some specific formation patterns on the ground.

Mo Hua glanced at it slightly and found that these formation patterns looked like four elephant patterns or animal totems. They were drawn with blood and had a strange style. He looked strange.

"Is this also the secret formation of the Great Wilderness?"

The second elder was meticulous and painted the blood lines well.

These blood lines are like a blood vein, connecting all the white bones together, as if they are connected to a blood bone dragon.

After doing all this, the second elder took out the last bone.
To be continued...