In this world, people... ate the evil god raw?

Situ Zhenren's mind was instantly blank, and he felt that there was no more absurd and horror story in this world.

The ink painting that "swallowed" the evil god immediately had evil pupils and changed temperament. Straws of black and gray evil spirit spread throughout the body like a plague. Then he meditated calmly and used the pure gold divine consciousness to forcibly suppress it.

After suppressing the evil spirit, Mo Hua turned his head and looked at Zhenren Situ.

His expression was innocent and majestic, handsome and flawless as a god, and golden light was as bright as a god.

But the scene of swallowing the evil god was vividly remembered. Now when Mo Hua saw it, Zhenren Si's heart trembled and subconsciously shivered.

He was both shocked and frightened:

Should this child be a human, a god, or a demon now?

Why could he learn the God-Slaying Sword of Taixu Sect?

Since the last time I parted, it has only been ten years. Where did this child come from and what great methods have he learned to cultivate to this terrifying realm of shocking the world and "swallowing" ghosts and gods...

But Zhenren Situ didn't dare to ask.

After experiencing scenes just now, even though he was the Great Elder of Xuanji Valley, which was respected by thousands of people, and the Yuhua Real Person with a profound cultivation, he did not dare to speak for a while. In terms of divine thoughts, he asked Mo Hua, a "god and demon"-like existence.

Moreover, as time goes by, Situ Zhenren is really not sure whether the current ink paintings are still considered "people".

Do he still remember the little causal relationship he had in Lizhou City?

Therefore, when Situ Zhenren was looked at by the glass-like eyes of the ink painting, he felt nervous and uneasy for a moment.

Fortunately, after a moment, Mo Hua was covered in golden light and his breath was fully collected. He turned into the little kid with red lips and white teeth, with clear eyes and picturesque eyebrows and eyes. He bowed to Situ Zhenren, and his voice was crisp:

"Senior Situ, long time no see."

Seeing the kind and lovely appearance of the Mo Hua, Zhenren Situ felt like a different world.

After a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the huge rock in his heart slowly landing, and his whole body felt relaxed.

"My friend, good... long time no see..."

Mo Hua just put too much pressure on him, and in a sense, it was even greater than the pressure of the evil god.

After all, the evil gods were "eated" by Mo Hua...

When he thought of this, Zhenren Situ felt a little scared, "You..."

Mo Hua shook her head, "Now is not the time to speak."

There are many things that he cannot explain, and there is no time to explain.

"Senior Situ, please leave quickly. The nightmare of the evil fetus of the Great Wilderness is not a place for long-term stay. There is also..."

The eyes of Mo Hua were slightly condensed and he solemnly reminded:

"After you leave, you must do one thing: let all the monks in the Qianxuezhou area quickly leave the scope of the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Array!"

"This is very important, remember!"

Ink painting is spoken extremely seriously.

Zhenren Situ's expression frightened. He knew that Mo Hua was not a joke, so he nodded solemnly, "Okay, I remember."

Mo Hua put a little snack on it, and then looked at Wen Renwan beside him.

Wen Renwan's face was pale and frightened. She looked at Mo Hua's eyes red, "Mo Hua..."

Mo Hua smiled and comforted: "Aunt Wan, I promised you that I will definitely take good care of Yuer."

Wen Renwan felt a warm current in his heart, and tears filled his eyes.

These horrors, worries, sorrows and despairs that have been around for a long time seem to have gradually faded away with the clear smile of Mohua.

Mo Hua said again: "Aunt Wan, you and Senior Situ leave here first, I will take Yuer back."

Wen Renwan looked at Mo Hua with tears, her eyes full of worry, worried about Mo Hua and Yu'er, but in the end all the worries turned into trust.

Wen Renwan pursed her lips and nodded.

Situ Zhenren hesitated for a long time, and suddenly said:

"Mo Hua, I... have a heartless request..."

Mo Hua was a little surprised and nodded, "Senior Situ, you said."

Situ Zhenren paused slightly, then sighed deeply, pointing to the souls of the divine mind monks who were gnawed by demons on the ground, whose souls were damaged and heavily polluted, and were almost on the verge of dying. He asked the ink painting:

"Can you... save them?"

There are a total of fourteen divine monks on this trip, and they may have their own selfish intentions, but they still remain unrestrained in the face of the disaster. They risked the danger of a lifetime of death and invaded the nightmare of the evil god and killed the newly born evil god.

Now these fellow monks are exhausted in battle with the evil gods, and their souls are on the verge of dying, and only he is left to survive. Situ Zhenren couldn't help feeling guilty and regretful.

Although his soul was extremely overdrawn and the Liuyang Red Calendar was broken, his life was saved at least.

But others...

Situ Zhenren looked sad.

Mo Hua also frowned.

He is good at killing divine thoughts and eating divine thoughts, but he really has no experience in saving the souls of other monks.

but……

These people came to save Yuer.

Moreover, in such a critical situation, Mo Hua still admires them very much in their hearts.

It’s reasonable and reasonable, you should do something.

But how to do it?

Mo Hua turned his head and saw that the souls on the ground, which were feathered and even faint, were suppressed by the evil god's divine power, and their realm slipped down, and were polluted by various evil laws. The mind was corrupted, and the body of the soul was not one in ten. I felt it was extremely difficult, and my brows became tighter and tighter.

"The injury is too serious..."

"Also, the degree of pollution is too deep, and it is basically beyond help..."

"If you want to save them..."

Since entering the Ganxuezhou world, I have been dealing with various mountain gods, evil gods, demons and evil spirits, and the various mixed knowledge of divine deity and profound divine thoughts have been passed by the heart of ink painting.

Suddenly, Mo Hua's mind moved and said to Situ Zhenren:

"I have a divine thought method that can completely cut off their polluted divine thoughts and leave a pure soul."

"But the problem is that their souls are too polluted. After cutting off the filth, there are too few pure souls left behind."

"This strand of soul may not guarantee that they can survive; even if they survive, they may not be able to wake up; even if they wake up, the loss of the soul is too heavy, and the cultivation level will definitely be much worse than before..."

But this is the ultimate he can do.

Situ Zhenren also knew this very well.

It is already a blessing that ink painting can have this method, and there is no way to ask for too much else.

Situ Zhenren bowed and saluted Mo Hua solemnly: "I, on behalf of all my fellow practitioners, I thank you for your kindness."

Mo Hua waved his hand, "Situ Zhenren is so serious."

Then he stopped hesitating and activated the Taishang Zhanqingdao to condense a strange black demon sword in his hand. With this demon sword, he forcibly cut off the filth in the souls of all the divine mind cultivators, leaving only a pure soul for them.

Situ Zhenren looked at the strange and terrifying "Demon Slash" in Mo Hua's hands, and his heart pounded, but he only pretended not to see it.

After killing the filth in everyone's souls, Mo Hua also cut a sword at Situ Zhenren.

Zhenren Situ faced the evil god directly, and it was impossible not to be contaminated by evil filth.

The illusory black light flashed and a sword slashed. The soul of Situ Zhenren felt ache, and the power of his divine thoughts became weaker. However, compared with this, he felt that his mind was pure and he had fewer evil desires and distracting thoughts, and he felt relieved.

At that moment, he suddenly felt something:

Although his vitality was severely damaged, his "death disaster" in causality seemed to have been resolved.

The most dangerous disaster of life and death destined in the dark cause and effect was resolved by the little kid who had a good relationship with him ten years ago...

Situ Zhenren looked sighing.

Ten years ago, I used the Qiankun Qingguang Cup to renew his master's life.

Now, with his own strength, he has resolved the most vicious and even a great disaster in his life.

Situ Zhenren was both moved and sour, and he felt inexplicably moved.

The secret of heaven is caused by the consequences, drink and peck.

As a human being, you still have to do more good deeds and accumulate more good deeds...

Zhenren Situ collected a wisp of souls from all the divine minds monks, summoned the seven-star array with the remaining divine minds, and then bowed to Mo Hua:

"My friend, take care of yourself!"

Mo Hua reminded him again: "Senior Situ, remember that everyone must leave the blood sacrifice formation as soon as possible."

"besides……"
To be continued...