The various dangers of the dream demon still depleted their spiritual consciousness.

"Shh-" Mo Hua signaled them to keep quiet. He turned around and saw that Shen Shouxing and Mr. Tu were still fighting desperately, so he whispered, "Sneak away first. So Xun Ziyou and the others met up and quietly left the temple together with Mo Hua.

Mr. Tu saw this scene. He wanted to keep a few people behind, but Shen Shouxing was too strong and eager for revenge. He wanted to kill him. He had to go all out and couldn't get rid of him.

What's more, Xun Ziyou also woke up.

He has missed the best opportunity to destroy corpses and kill people.

If this Xun Ziyou really masters the true art of transforming spiritual thoughts into swords, then he is no match for this unfathomable swordsman of Taixu Sect.

Mr. Tu could only watch Mo Hua and the others leave.

Mo Hua and others also left the temple smoothly,

"Are we just leaving like this?" Xun Ziyou asked.

The ink painting is also a bit messy.

He only copied half of Shentu Ao's Four-Elephant Blue Dragon Formation before he was interrupted by the sudden appearance of a human demon.

This demon is Mr. Tu.

But now, Shen Tu Ao's skin has been peeled off by Mr. Tu who turned into a human demon.

The complete Four-Elephant Blue Dragon Formation has fallen into the hands of Mr. Tu.

This must have been planned by Mr. Tu a long time ago, and now he finally got what he wanted.

If I want this formation diagram, I have to snatch it back from Mr. Tu.

But he didn't really want to go back and get into this muddy water again.

This Mr. Tu is so weird.

Shen Shouxing also went crazy.

If we continue to struggle with them, no one knows what will happen...

Many people have died in this lonely mountain tomb. If you can get out alive, it is already a victory.

"If you continue to cut off, you will be subject to chaos——"

Mo Hua gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!"

After experiencing what happened in the dream, Xun Ziyou no longer regarded Mo Hua as a foundation-building disciple.

Especially, in this tricky situation, he believed in Mo Hua's judgment even more.

Xun Ziyou also nodded: "Okay."

Everyone evacuated the main hall and returned along the way, passing by the outskirts of the main hall.

Outside the main hall, there are rows of golden and extremely gorgeous statues of Huangshan Jun.

Suddenly, Mo Hua suddenly stopped and his heart skipped a beat.

Idol?!

"The one Mr. Huangshan asked me to take away from this lonely mountain tomb, the lair of the evil god, couldn't be————-his natal idol, could it?!"

Mo Hua couldn't help but frown and think.

The statue of the natal god is the basis of the destiny of the god.

The natal statue of each god is unique and unique.

Once the god's natal statue is damaged, at worst, the god will be extinguished and the path will be destroyed, at worst, the origin will be damaged, and the vitality will be severely damaged -

This kind of thing is extremely important and cannot be told to anyone.

To the gods, if there is something more important than the marrow, it can only be the statue of the natal god!

Why Huangshan Jun didn't explain, it may be because he was afraid of revealing the secret of heaven, and other people, or other gods, could detect the cause and effect and steal his roots.

Mo Hua's heart was slightly shaken.

"But where will the tiger's natal statue be hidden?"

Mo Hua raised his head and looked around the temple.

Surrounded by densely packed mountain god statues of various shapes, postures and makeup.

Some stand, some stand, some sit, some lie down, some wear golden armor, some wear luxuriant robes, some wear civil clothes, some wear a big hat -

"The natal statue of Huangshan Jun is hidden in these statues?"

His original intention of casting so many statues was not to be extravagant, but because he had a premonition of an approaching crisis, so he "hid the trees in the forest" and used these numerous "false statues" to hide his "statue of his natal god" to avoid being discovered by others.

?

The more I think about Mo Hua, the more possible it becomes.

"Mo Hua, what's wrong?" Xun Ziyou asked when he saw Mo Hua suddenly standing still with a thoughtful look on his face.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and said, "Elder Xun, help me find a statue."

"Idol?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

Mr. Tu and Shen Shouxing are fighting to the death, and there is still some time. He wants to find the natal statue of Huangshan Jun and take it out of the Gushan Tomb.

This was Huangshanjun's entrustment before his death.

In the midst of the nightmare, Huangshan Jun helped and saved himself.

If he hadn't died together with the evil fetus, people like himself might not have been able to escape from the dream.

As for the Gushan incident, all parties are plotting it. The stakes are high and there are too many variables.

If you don't look for it now, once you leave the temple, you may not have the chance to come back again.

Huangshan Jun's natal statue will be buried together with this temple at the bottom of a mass grave on this lonely mountain, never to see the light of day again.

What's more, he also gave himself a "gift from heaven",

Both emotionally and rationally, this natal idol must be found.

Seeing Mo Hua's determined expression, Xun Ziyou didn't ask much, nodded, and asked:

"What kind of idol are you looking for?"

Mo Hua frowned. He was not sure, so he could only say: "Find one, strange, or one that is different and unique at first sight..."

Xun Ziyou turned his head and looked at the statues in front of him with different shapes, almost all of which were "different", and said silently:

"Let's look for it."

So, Mo Hua took Elder Xun, Master Gu and Fan Diansi, who were a little confused, to find the only statue of the natal god among all kinds of mountain god statues.

At this time, in the temple.

The demons possessed by Shen Shouxing and Mr. Tu are still going back and forth, fighting to the death.

Especially Shen Shouxing, who seemed to have lost his mind, regardless of life and death, and all his attacks were fatal.

He was at the peak of his golden elixir, and when he went crazy, he was like a vicious dog. It was very difficult for Mr. Tu to resist him.

As the injuries worsened, Shen Shouxing's eyes gradually dimmed and became clouded.

At the same time, his vision became much clearer.

Vaguely, he saw another face above the head of the human-demon monster in front of him.

This face is elegant and gentle, but it reveals a sense of indifference and cruelty.

And Shen Shouxing recognized this face.

His pupils immediately shrank, "Are you actually————Elder Shen?"

The human demon's distorted face froze, and he frowned: "How did you recognize me?"

He is a servant of the God Lord, his evil thoughts are beyond those of ordinary monks, and he is an existence from another dimension.

Ordinary monks only see a human demon as a "puppet". They cannot see the blood shadow parasitic on the human demon at all, nor can they see his true appearance.

But now, he was actually recognized by Shen Shouxing. Shen Shouxing was a little unbelievable. After thinking for a moment, he connected everything and said bitterly: "It's you-" Everything is you!"

Shen Shouxing looked pale and gritted his teeth and said:

'You gave me the idea about Gushan; you gave me the method of sealing the corpse in the tomb; it was you who said that it would make me prosperous and that my path would be boundless.

Mr. Tu stopped pretending and said with an indifferent expression:

"Did I say something wrong? Haven't you been very successful in recent years? Sitting in the position of the most powerful elder of the Shen family, aren't you the one who can call upon the wind and rain, and be so high-spirited?"

"No, that's not right——" Shen Shouxing's eyes trembled, "You are plotting all this against me. I am just————. Your chess piece——"

Shen Shouxing looked deeply at Mr. Tu, who was inhabiting the body of a human demon, and said in a cold voice:

"You are not at all an elder of Qian Dao Sect with a strong family background. What on earth are you?"

Mr. Tu smiled sinisterly and said nothing.
To be continued...