Shangguan Wang became more and more affirmed, his attitude towards Mo Hua became more and more respectful, and he was even more respectful to Yu'er as the Lord of God came in person.

"Let's go." Mo Hua said lightly.

Shangguan Wang bowed and bowed, "Yes."

The flesh and blood avoided the flesh and blood, and the bones opened the way. In this way, the three of them stepped on the bones, passed through the flesh and blood maze, and came to the temple of the blood sacrifice formation.

The ink paintings of flesh and blood maze are very familiar, but the temples outside have too large territory and are very complicated, so the ink paintings do not recognize their own way.

He glanced at Shangguan Wang, "Lead the way to Yan Luoshan."

Shangguan Wang was already a little used to obeying the orders of Mo Hua, and nodded respectfully and said, "Yes."

So Shangguan Wang continued to lead the way for ink paintings piously.

This is also what ink painting has been considered before.

The Huangtian Blood Sacrifice formation is too big, and he can understand the inner formation structure, but he may not know the intricate corridors in the Evil God Temple.

Even if he can recognize the way, it is also difficult to take Yuer to leave in this evil god nest with demon cultivators.

Therefore, a "leader" is essential.

This person’s status cannot be low, his cultivation must not be weak, his greed must be heavy, and his heart of Tao has flaws to follow.

Shangguan Wang is the best candidate.

Since he had plundered Yu'er to the depths of the Blood Sacrifice Hall, he naturally had to send Yu'er out.

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

The three of them walked through corridors, temples, lobbies, and gates, step by step, leaving the evil god temple and walking outside.

This is the old nest of the evil god, and there are dense demon cultivators along the way, with evil-shaped and evil-shaped demons.

But Shangguan Wang, who was in the Yuhua Realm, led the way, no one dared to stop him.

Occasionally, a few people who were not open their eyes asked what Mo Hua and Yuer did, but their arms were cut off by Shangguan Wang's sword.

"You are worthy of asking me if I act?"

Some demon cultivator was unruly and wanted to attack Shangguan Wang.

Shangguan Wang directly twisted his neck, then pierced his chest with a sword, showing his feathered cultivation and majesty. At this point, there were fewer demons who dared to find the side.

In this way, I don’t know how long I walked, the three of them walked through the evil temple and came to a bloody mountain wall.

This is a familiar door to flesh and blood.

Mr. Tu walked through this door and used the flesh and blood passage behind the door to bring him to this evil god temple in the Great Wilderness.

After staying with Mr. Tu for so long, he learned a lot of formations from Mr. Tu. It is not an exaggeration to be respected as "Mr. Xiao Tu".

He used his palm to cover the wall of flesh and blood, sensed the breath of divine thoughts in the city wall, and calculated the blood sacrifice formation pattern in it,

After a moment, the thought moved, blood appeared and then trembled and separated, opening the blood-colored door.

Shangguan Wang was leading the way in front, and Mo Hua led Yu'er and walked behind Shangguan Wang.

Through various monks' remaining limbs and blood-colored internal organs, it makes people feel disgusting.

Shangguan Wang's expression was indifferent, and the ink painting was disgusted in his heart, but his expression was calm.

But Yuer, who was young, could no longer hold it back, her face was pale and her hands and feet were trembling.

Mo Hua was afraid that he would reveal his body, so he stroked his eyes with his hands, asked him to close his eyes, and then carried Yuer himself.

Yu'er lay on Mo Hua's back, feeling her body soaked in a fresh and quiet atmosphere, all the bloody, evil and fearful,

All of them disappeared invisibly, their tense mood was relieved, and they subconsciously fell asleep.

Shangguan Wang, who was walking in front, occasionally turned around and was shocked when he saw this scene.

There is really someone who can be so close to the Lord of God.

Can gain such deep trust from the Lord of God ·

A trace of jealousy arose in Shangguan Wang's beliefs.

Then, after leaving for a moment, Mo Hua suddenly said to Shangguan Wang, "Go quickly."

Shangguan looked at it with pleasure.

Mo Hua didn't explain it to him.

He really couldn't wait.

No one knows better than him, the initiator. The current Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Formation is an extremely dangerous place and can't stay for a moment.

This big formation has no "Shengmen".

At least, Mo Hua himself didn't know where the life gate was.

Shangguan Wang didn't understand. He felt that Mo Hua was a little impatient, but he didn't think so much. He just thought that Mo Hua wanted to get rid of Mr. Tu soon and take the Lord of God to fly away.

"yes."

So Shangguan Wang and Mo Hua both activated their body skills and accelerated their pace. In a few moments, they disappeared from the spot and went further and further away.

Shangguan Wang is a majestic person. Although he cannot fly away at the moment, his escape method is extremely fast.

What surprised him was that only the foundation-building ink paintings were very exquisite in body techniques.

However, when Shangguan Wang thought of the performance of Mo Hua at the sword contest, he felt relieved.

As time passed, the two of them walked faster and faster, leaving the Evil God Temple and the Blood Sacrifice Array behind them.

I don’t know how long I left, but I suddenly realized my enlightenment in front of me.

Phosphorus rocks and the broken array hall all appeared before my eyes, and all of this was very familiar to the ink paintings.

This is the part of the formation structure he first came into contact with in the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Formation, the Yanluoshan Formation.

This part of the formation structure is most thoroughly touched by the ink painting.

In other words, this is also his "home court".

"Follow me." Mo Hua said, and walked in front with Yu'er on his back.

Shangguan Wang was not familiar with the terrain of this part of the formation, so he could only follow Mo Hua.

There were some demon cultivators along the way, but they had just died shortly after they died. Judging from the wounds on their bodies, they seemed to have died under the magic and sword techniques of the righteous path. They should have just had a decisive battle with the monks of Qianxue and died at their hands.

Of course, there are also some Qianxue monks’ household styles.

Most of these corpses are mottled and fleshy, as if they were eaten by people or some demons.

"This is the Taoist war that means ruthless killing and cold death"

Ink painting sighed slightly in his heart.

After that, he kept walking forward until the edge of Yanluo Mountain. What straddles the front is an abyss.

Under the abyss, the blood river rushes, with awesome demons. There are countless eggs of flesh and blood, and countless demons like tides, grinning, longing for fresh flesh and blood.

This is the demon abyss of Yan Luoshan.

Above the abyss, the bridge is broken.

Mo Hua pinched the copper coins with her hand, and her heart moved slightly. Realizing that there was not much time, she pointed to the abyss and said to Shangguan Wang:

Yuhua, Yinzi Valley, could no longer hold back his desire, and immediately manipulated the golden corpse and slaughtered at Mo Hua.

Shangguan Wang was angry, "Don't think of the Lord Kai!"

The gift of the Lord of God is his own!

Shangguan Wang stepped out of his sword and fought with the feathers of the vagina Valley.

On the other side, the ancestor of the Demon Sword Sect smiled gloomy and turned into a demonic energy, which also rushed towards the ink painting, mainly Yu'er on the back of the ink painting.

The demonic energy was strong and the black wind was surging. It was about to pounce on Mo Hua. Suddenly, the flesh and blood squirmed and turned into human form.

Mr. Tu, who looked like a demon, was born from his flesh and blood, and opened his mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist, eliminating the demonic energy.

Then, using your hand as the blade, pricking into the black fog.

The black and red light intertwined, and Mr. Tu's flesh and blood blade was in one place with a dark magic sword.

The old man from the Demon Sword Sect looked gloomy, "The Lord of God, I am from the Demon Sword Sect, the master of the ancient Demon Sword!"

Mr. Tu also sneered, "A mere sword slave, I'm delusional."

After saying that, he turned into a vague mass of flesh and blood and tangled at the old man from the Demon Sword Sect.

The old man from the Demon Sword Sect also activated the Demon Sword with his eyes to fight with Mr. Tu.

Shangguan Wang and the golden corpse in Yin Zi Valley were also fighting endlessly, and the sword energy and the golden corpse were strangled to each other, which was extremely tragic.

In front of the abyss of Yan falling into the mountains, four feathers fought desperately, and they were hard to solve.

And what they fought for was their god's flesh and blood, and the ink painting with the cause and effect of the Huwang.

Mo Hua stood by the abyss, watching the four Yuhuas kill each other, then thought about it, hugged Yu'er, and directly slipped into the abyss, jumped to the bloody earth veins, and jumped to the cave of thousands of flesh and blood demons.
Chapter completed!