Now that we are dealing with these little devils, Daotingsi's lackeys have also arrived. If we don't leave, it will be too late.

Once trapped in a siege, even if the seal is broken, enters the demonic path, and becomes stronger, fighting against so many monks is likely to be a disaster, and it is difficult to escape the trap.

If you continue to cut off, you will suffer from chaos.

My brothers are dead, I have to live on.

But, before leaving...

The eyes of the leader in black opened slightly and suddenly turned scarlet.

First kill these troublesome brats in front of you!

"A few brats who have just joined the sect, do you think that if they join forces, they will be my opponent?"

The leader in black smiled ferociously.

Demonic energy suddenly surged through his body.

At the same time, his forehead split open, his flesh and blood rolled around, revealing an evil eye.

This eye was cold and turbid, yet ferocious and crazy, as if filled with cold and stubborn evil desires.

A bloody demonic shadow appeared on his body.

A bloody evil god's thoughts spread all around in an instant.

In an instant, Cheng Mo and Yang Qianjun were enveloped in blood-colored evil thoughts, their consciousness was dimmed, their expressions were painful, and an urge to succumb to the evil desires of the world and take refuge in the Lord of God arose in their hearts, and they could not move their hands or feet.

The leader in black raised the sword wrapped in demonic energy. He was about to kill Cheng Mo and others, but suddenly he was startled and turned his head to look aside.

The ink painting on the side was also shrouded in blood, revealing his hidden figure.

But unlike Cheng Mo and others, the spiritual thoughts of the ink paintings did not seem to be affected.

A pair of big, watery eyes looked at the leader in black.

The black-clothed leader's pupils shrank, and then he looked horrified.

That monk who was hiding and plotting insidiously was actually such a young kid?!

and……

Under the supreme majesty of the God Lord, this kid...why didn't he react at all?!

The leader in black was trembling in his heart.

The third eye on his forehead suddenly became angry, twisted and turned, and covered with bloodshot eyes.

The bloody evil thoughts around him became more intense, shrouding Mo Hua.

But the spiritual thought in the ink painting, despite being corroded by blood, remains unchanged and immune to all evil.

The leader in black was in disbelief.

Mo Hua was startled for a moment, then looked equally shocked.

The moment the blood color became thicker, he seemed to feel an attraction from the "spirit".

Suddenly, he sat on the solemn altar again.

The ancient aura is added to the body, thousands of demons and monsters are looming over it, and the creatures of heaven and earth are worshiping.

In the dark, it seemed as if someone was telling him:

Your sacrifice...

Delivered!

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Chapter completed!