"There is a mistake in practicing..."

The old ancestor with a clear face frowned slightly.

Mr. Xun, not far away, also had his pupils slightly shrank, feeling something was wrong...

...

Inside the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Formation.

In the flesh and blood city.

Mr. Tu was still leading the ink painting and walking towards the inside of the city, all the way to a magnificent and gloomy hall made of white bones.

Mr. Tu bowed and knelt down.

Mo Hua thought about it and felt that logically, he should have "pretended to act" and kneeled down like Mr. Tu to show his "pity" of converting to the Lord of the Great Wilderness.

But unfortunately, his bones were a little hard, and even if he forced himself, he couldn't kneel down, so he just let it go.

In this way, Mr. Tu knelt down and Mo Hua stood.

Mr. Tu is indeed a person who does big things and does not care about the small etiquette of ink painting, so he is used to it.

Mr. Tu knelt piously on the ground. After a moment, he seemed to have received some kind of favor. Then he stood up and stretched out his hand to push open the door of the White Bone Hall.

A dull sound rang.

The friction between the bones is a bit cunning, mixed with shrill, wailing, sad, or terrifying.

The door of white bones slowly opened.

Everything behind the door is presented to the ink painting.

The eyes are filled with flesh and blood mazes. The maze is full of magnificent, simplicity, profound and complex, but full of evil formation patterns.

This is an ancient formation.

Mr. Tu's expression began to become fanatical, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions such as longing, excitement, expectation, awe, etc.

"This is, the core of the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Array is the formation of flesh and blood turning into gods!"

Mo Hua looked stunned. When he saw everything in front of him, his eyes gradually widened, and an incredible shock appeared in his eyes.

What shocked him was not the flesh and blood maze.

It's not the profound mystery of this formation.

But the core formations of the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Formation in front of him... he actually knew, and had learned, and was even very familiar with them.

This is... the Mysterious Sky Array!

The core of the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Array used by the evil god of the Great Wilderness to resurrect was actually... the Mysterious Heaven Formation!

And the bottleneck of his Tianyan Art is also the Mysterious Heaven Formation!

Mo Hua took a breath.

An incredible emotion hit Mo Hua's heart, causing his pupils to shake violently, and his face was filled with an uncontrollable shock.

Tianyan Art, the Mysterious Heaven Array, the Resurrection of the Evil God...

All of this was connected together, making Mo Hua's thoughts a little confused for a moment, and even a little scared in his heart.

Mo Hua forced himself to calm down.

All of this in front of you is cause and effect.

Moreover, this matter, from the root of the matter, is also traceable.

From the beginning, in the Bishan Demon Cave, what was carved on the bronze maze was part of the formation pattern of the Mystery Heaven Array.

In the Dragon King Temple in Yanshui River, there is a maze of bones.

Although there is an evil formation in the white bone maze, it has not yet been formed. Obviously, I also want to build the Mysterious Heaven Formation, but it has not been completed yet.

In front of us is the flesh and blood maze used by the birth of the evil god, the core of the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Array, and naturally the "Mysterious Sky Array" formed.

The Mysterious Sky Array is related to the "transformation" of the spiritual consciousness.

The evil god needs to use the Mysterious Sky Array to be resurrected!

Then this Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Array is essentially... the evil-style variant array of the Mysterious Heaven Array.

"I should have thought of it long ago..."

Mo Hua was shocked and her pupils were lost.

His "shocked and lost" look in Mr. Tu's eyes, which also made Mr. Tu feel satisfied.

Only geniuses can realize the incredible aspects of the ancient maze formation that transforms flesh and blood into gods in front of you.

Only a true genius can be attracted by this simple, mysterious, but dangerous and cruel formation path and be shocked.

People with naked eyes cannot see the true meaning of this blood sacrifice formation.

But Mr. Tu, who is the servant of the evil god, did not realize what Mo Hua was "shocking".

After a long time, Mo Hua suppressed the emotions in her heart and her face calmed down a little.

Mr. Tu nodded slightly and asked about the ink painting:

"How is this formation?"

Mo Hua opened her mouth slightly and said in a daze:

"It's so... so profound, so difficult... I've never seen such a powerful formation..."

Mr. Tu nodded and looked straight into Mo Hua's eyes, "Do you... want to learn?"

Mo Hua's eyes trembled, "You... are you really willing to teach me?"

Mr. Tu said: "Although I am an evil demon, I believe in my words. Since I promised you, I will naturally not go back on my word."

Mo Hua struggled.

"Do you have any concerns?" asked Mr. Tu.

Mo Hua hesitated and said, "This is the center of the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Array. It uses blood as ink and meat as a medium. It is a blood-blood formation. If I learn it, wouldn't I really become an evil formation master?"

Mr. Tu looked disappointed, "You have forgotten what I said to you? You are bound by the views of good and evil, blinded by appearances, how can you see through the great way of formation? Your pattern is only a little bit?"

Mo's screen showed shame and struggled repeatedly in his heart, but hesitated.

Mr. Tu sighed, "Forget it, let's do it step by step."

He didn't force the ink painting, and said in a gentle tone:

"Since you have a vicious habit of good and evil, I won't force you. I will teach you the original ancient formation pattern, not to be involved in evil power, and not to borrow human skin and blood."

Mo Hua's expression was shocked and said sincerely: "Thank you, Mr. Tu."

"No need to thank me, but I have something to say first," Mr. Tu looked at the ink painting with deep eyes. "The original ancient formation patterns are obscure and obscure. If you don't use external forces, you can't understand them, let alone learn or draw."

"In this way, even if I teach you, it doesn't make sense if you can't learn it or draw it. You'd better have a clear idea."

Mo Hua nodded and said seriously: "I understand that if I can't learn it, it's my own incompetence. No matter what, I will remember your kindness by sir."

Mr. Tu "well" a moment, took the ink painting to a corner of the flesh and blood maze, and handed him an ancient fragment of scroll with several strange formations on it.

"The formation comprehending, from simple to traditional, you should first learn from the most basic things..." Mr. Tu said.

"yes."

Mo Hua nodded, took the fragments, looked closely and found that these formations were exactly the same as the mysterious formation he encountered when he broke through the Tianyan Art. In terms of brushwork and formation, he felt a little relieved.

But his face showed a look of meditation and thought, as if the formation in front of him was unprecedented and extremely difficult.

Mr. Tu looked at the ink painting and said in a serious tone:

"You can understand these formations by yourself, but you can't take them away. You can only learn them in this flesh-and-blood maze..."

"If you learn it, I will teach you what you can learn later. It depends on your own fortune."

Mo Hua looked nervous, as if she was afraid that she would not be able to learn it. She missed this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and immediately said solemnly:

"I will do my best."

Mr. Tu nodded with relief, and then reminded him with a solemn expression:

"This flesh and blood maze is the forbidden place of the Lord of God. It is extremely dangerous. I lock you up here. Remember not to run around, and don't be curious. Otherwise, I will blame the Lord of God and I will not be able to save you."

Mo Hua nodded, "I remember."

Mr. Tu gently whipped his pale palm, and the surrounding patterns were glowing, and the flesh and blood squirmed and closed, surrounding the Mohua, forming a small "flesh prison" that trapped him in it.

After doing all this, Mr. Tu left, as if he had other things to do.

Mo Hua was honest and sat in the flesh and blood prison, thinking about the fragments given to him by Mr. Tu, and comprehending the formations on the fragments.

After looking for a while, he took out the paper and pen, spread it on the ground, and tried to draw it.

I drew it for the first time, but it was wrong.

Mo Hua frowned and began to draw the second time, then the third time...
To be continued...