The demons are coming in waves, one after another.

The evil atmosphere is also endless.

The cold and cold air in the room is layer by layer, and is full of many changes. It may be violent, treacherous, sinister, or majestic, as if there are endless types of evil spirits, and their offensive is like the sea.

In such a turbulent sea of ​​demons, the small body painted in ink remained motionless.

Wen Renwei's eyes were filled with anxiety, and his palms were already covered in cold sweat.

Not only worried about Mo Hua, but also worried about Yu'er.

I don't know how long it took, but just when Wen Renwei was worried, all the evil smells suddenly disappeared.

The inexplicable coldness subsided and the gloomy pressure suddenly decreased. Wen Renwei looked around again. Although he still couldn't see anything, he felt that all evil spirits no longer existed.

Wen Renwei immediately looked towards the inner room and saw Mo Hua, who had already opened his eyes.

The tree of divine authority died down, and the army of demons was devoured.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief slowly and his eyes brightened.

Wen Renwei took a cautious look at the ink painting and saw that his eyes were pure and his expression was normal, showing no evil or madness. He was slightly relieved, but he still asked tentatively:

"Young Master, you..."

Mo Hua smiled brilliantly and said, "I'm fine."

Wen Renwei felt relieved, raised his hands and said solemnly:

"Thank you, young master."

Mo Hua was not polite, nodded and said:

"Yu'er is fine. It's getting late. I'm going back to rest."

Wen Renwei bowed to Mo Hua again.

The attitude is much more respectful than before.

"Thank you, Mr. Mo!"

Mo Hua also bowed politely, then stood up and left briskly.

After Mo Hua left, Wen Renwei raised his head again and glanced at the four walls of the house, feeling shocked in his heart.

Really...there is nothing left.

It seemed as if all the gloomy, oppressive and evil atmosphere just now were all sudden illusions.

Wen Renwei looked at Yu'er again.

Yu'er was still lying on the bed, breathing heavily, opening her mouth slightly, and occasionally smacking her lips, as if she was eating something in her dream.

From beginning to end, I slept soundly.

When Wen Renwei thought of Wen Renwan's words, he couldn't help but look pleased and sighed in his heart:

"Miss Wan is right, Master Yu'er has really met a young nobleman..."

…

On the other side, as soon as Mo Hua returned to the room, he immediately sat on the bed, meditating, and his consciousness sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

He "swallowed" too many demons in one meal, and his sea of ​​consciousness was too full, and he had to "digest" it quickly.

Moreover, the realm of spiritual consciousness cannot be suppressed.

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, Mo Hua concentrated carefully and began to swallow the many evil thoughts that had just been swallowed whole and could not be digested. He began to refine them one by one, removing their filth and extracting their essence, and then absorbed them one by one to strengthen his body.

Wisps of pure spiritual thoughts, the incarnation of divine thoughts integrated into ink paintings.

Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness is rising rapidly.

In just a moment, the purified demonic mind power filled the gap in the realm of spiritual consciousness and broke through the bottleneck that had blocked it for a long time.

Just like a river bursting its banks, it is surging forward and moving forward inexorably.

Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness has finally taken a step further, breaking through the bottleneck of spiritual consciousness between the mid-stage of sixteen lines of foundation building and the late stage of foundation building, and successfully promoted to the seventeenth pattern!

Cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, spiritual consciousness in the later stage of foundation building with seventeen patterns!

At that moment, his spiritual thoughts suddenly became clear.

Mo Hua felt that his sea of ​​consciousness was wider and his spiritual consciousness was much deeper.

The distance of the spiritual consciousness has also increased a lot.

And with the realm of divine consciousness as the foundation and the strength of divine consciousness as the support, his calculations and calculations are more calm than before.

What's more important is the formation!

He can finally learn the Seventeen Pattern Formation now!

In the early stage of foundation building, learn the second-grade high-level formation!

Although it is only a second-grade seventeen-line formation, it has not yet reached nineteen lines, so it is not considered a true "high-level" one.

But it is at least an introduction to high-level formations.

The seventeen-line formation has considerable lethality even against ordinary late-stage foundation-building monks.

Mo Hua felt that his waist had become much stiffer.

As long as he is given a chance to set up a formation, even the late-stage foundation-building monks will be left with nothing to lose!

But we will talk about the formation later.

Because Mo Hua discovered that the "takeaway" this time was not finished yet.

This time, he "ate" more monsters than he thought.

His spiritual consciousness already has seventeen lines, and is even stronger than the seventeen lines.

But there is still a steady stream of refined demonic thoughts, which after being swallowed by it, are integrated into the incarnation of his divine thoughts.

Mo Hua's consciousness is still growing...

"You won't...go directly to the eighteen lines, right?"

The bottleneck between the seventeenth and eighteenth lines is a small realm bottleneck, not as big as the sixteenth to seventeenth lines.

Mo Hua's heart trembled, and then he couldn't help but smile.

Eighteen lines!

One step at a time, two steps up!

Mo Hua was so excited that he immediately calmed down and concentrated on meditating, swallowing his mind power and enhancing his spiritual consciousness.

His spiritual consciousness, as he wished, gradually grew stronger and stronger step by step at a clearly visible speed.

Finally, there is only a slight difference to reach the realm of eighteen lines...

Even Mo Hua can clearly feel that the bottleneck of the eighteen lines of spiritual consciousness is loosening and disintegrating little by little...

The face painted in ink is filled with smiles.

But at this moment, everything came to an abrupt end.

In the dark, something seemed to tremble.

This feeling is somewhat similar to the Dao Monument, a bit like...

The way of heaven?

Mo Hua's heart was shocked, and then he felt vaguely that there seemed to be some kind of supreme will. He glanced at him from the universe, and then found that he seemed to be...

There's something wrong.

Then a temporarily generated law came to Mo Hua.

The spiritual consciousness is still growing, but the bottleneck has not been loosened, and all the increased spiritual consciousness has no idea where it is going and has sunk directly.

The level of spiritual consciousness is no longer improved.

Mo Hua was stunned.

"What's going on..."

"Where is my eighteen lines of consciousness?"

"It's obviously just a little bit close..."

Mo Hua looked around and found that at some point, a strange crack appeared out of thin air in his sea of ​​consciousness.

This crack is dark and deep, and contains deep gold.

It's like the manifestation of some kind of concrete law of the great Tao.

This law is generated out of thin air, but it is integrated with your own sea of ​​consciousness.

And he refined the demons and devoured the power of thoughts, and all the spiritual thoughts he gained were swallowed up by this crack.

It's as if the law of heaven does not allow his spiritual consciousness to become stronger anymore, so he temporarily added the law of Tao to make up for the loopholes...
To be continued...