Its two blood-colored evil eyes narrowed slightly, and the golden evil eye on its forehead also glowed with golden light, making it look a little lazy.

Just when the ram-horned demon was careless, it didn't notice a hidden figure slowly approaching it.

Then this figure suddenly jumped on top of its head.

A white and tender little hand suddenly appeared and grabbed the golden evil eye on its forehead.

It seems like he wants to pull his golden eyes straight down.

At the moment of crisis, the goat-horned demon immediately closed its third eye.

But in the end it was a little slow.

That white and tender little hand was still torn on the golden evil eye. The force of the hand was so strong that several wounds were instantly torn out, and golden liquid like blood flowed out.

It's just that this hand was a little smaller and a little slow, and it didn't catch the eyes.

The goat-horned demon has closed its third eye.

At the same time, its demonic sharp claws, carrying the fishy wind, angrily clawed at the top of its head.

Mo Hua had no choice but to jump off its head again, take a few steps back, distance himself, and finally revealed his figure after settling down.

Her eyebrows are picturesque, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and she looks like a porcelain doll.

Due to the qualitative change of his spiritual consciousness, his spiritual body has almost fixed body shape and is a little younger than his original body.

The goat-horned demon saw the appearance of the ink painting clearly, and his eyes were shocked.

"Incarnation of divine consciousness?"

"Is he a brat?!"

The golden evil eye on his forehead was scratched by the ink painting and was aching.

When the ram-horned demon thought of the scene just now, he was frightened and even more furious in his heart:

What a despicable brat!

What does he want to do?!

The little hands painted in ink are still stained with "golden blood".

He put his fingers stained with golden blood into his mouth and licked them, and then his eyes widened.

This is the taste!

The taste of golden divine bone marrow!

This scene was seen by the goat-horned demon, and it was even more frightened and angry, even with a trace of fear. It said in a hoarse and trembling voice:

"Be bold!"

"You... how dare you... how dare you swallow the 'divine marrow'?!"

"Divine marrow?" Mo Hua was startled. He couldn't help but put his fingers in his mouth and sucked on it. He nodded and boasted with a smile:

“Tastes good!”

The goat-horned demon's eyes instantly turned blood red.

It feels that its dignity has been insulted.

His own godhood has been blasphemed.

Mortals who were supposed to be reduced to sacrifices and enjoyed by the gods were actually bold enough to drink the marrow and taste the "blood of the gods".

Arrogant! Ignorant! Audacious!

The goat-horned demon was furious, but when he looked again, he found that the figure of the kid opposite had disappeared again.

"Hidden?"

The ram-horned demon's pupils shrank.

Why can't I see through it myself?

You can obviously see through it from the outside.

Could it be because what can be seen from the outside is the body of flesh and blood, but in this sea of ​​consciousness, his body of spiritual consciousness cannot be seen?

How is it possible?

The ram-horned demon was shocked.

But it has no time to think too much, because it knows that once this kid hides, the next attack will come soon...

Sure enough, a moment later.

The divine energy on the right side flickered, and a small figure jumped up and punched the ram-horned demon in the head.

The goat-horned demon's face was stern, and he immediately turned around and faced him with a fist.

A small white fist and a huge monster fist with ferocious flesh and blood collided together.

The powerful power of spiritual thoughts vibrated.

The little fist drawn in ink is intact.

But there were traces of blood on the demon's fist.

The ram-horned demon was horrified.

What on earth is this brat?

The spiritual body of a human monk is actually superior to the demons with evil thoughts?

Mo Hua, who was finally able to get over his addiction to "body cultivation", was filled with excitement, waved his fists, and hit him again.

The goat-horned demon fought hard, but despite its huge body and ferocious flesh, it was still at a disadvantage.

"wrong!"

The goat-horned demon's gaze was sharp, and this time it struck preemptively, and its scarlet claws suddenly tore at the ink painting.

The ink painting uses passing water steps and dexterously avoids them.

The ram-horned demon found this opening, and the golden evil eyes on its forehead opened again.

A golden light shot out from the evil eyes and shone on Mo Hua.

Several pale golden threads that looked like bone marrow appeared on the ink painting.

The goat-horned demon looked horrified and said in a sharp and hoarse voice:

"You are not human!"

Mo Hua was startled.

The goat-horned demon’s eyes trembled and he said:

"The marrow enters the divine body and becomes the divine fetus... Whose divine lord are you... exactly?"

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment.

But then the ram-horned demon frowned again and said in confusion:

"No, it's still not right..."

"You have the foundation of spiritual enlightenment, but why is your divine marrow so weak?"

"Why are there no signs of the 'Food Sacrifice'?"

“Why is humanity so full but divinity so little?”

"This is impossible..."

The ram-horned demon has sharp eyes and stares at the ink painting:

"Where does your divine status come from?"

"Whose incense are you eating? Whose faith are you receiving?"

"Where is your authority?"

"What 'Tao' do you believe in?"

…

Mo Hua was confused by it.

Divine fetus, Taoism, divine marrow, food sacrifices, and other divine positions, incense, authority...

What did this ugly-eyed monster with goat's horns ask him about, but he was confused...

Could this be...the knowledge of the gods?

Don’t know what to do?

Mo Hua blinked and decided to pretend, his expression became indifferent, he held his head high and assumed a high and arrogant look.

"You don't deserve to know these things!"

The ram-horned demon's face darkened, but he dared not speak out in anger.
To be continued...