"Finally, we can break through the late stage of foundation building!"

Mo Hua was very happy.

Outside Taixu Mountain, on a remote mountain peak.

As usual, Mo Hua laid out the futon, set up the formation, and was fully prepared. Then he sat on the futon and opened the Five Elements Diagram.

The moment the Five Elements Diagram was unfolded, in just the blink of an eye, a very violent evil energy poured into Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness like a river. Mo Hua didn't even have time to react, his face turned pale, his head hung down, and he fainted.

Shen Chen fainted.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Mo Hua opened his eyes. In front of his eyes, there was a divine skeleton.

The divine skeleton is thinner than before, not so strong and ferocious. Its back is facing the ink painting, its shoulders are hunched, as if it is chewing something.

"There's only one? Shouldn't it be two?" Mo Hua frowned, thought for a moment, and then shook his head, "That's all, just one, eat it first and then talk." The god's skeleton was in front, killing with one sword.

That’s it.

Mo Hua didn't want to waste time. He held his palm and condensed a sword of spiritual thought. He only ducked and approached the divine skeleton. He struck its head with a sword. The divine skeleton seemed to have noticed something and was stunned for a moment, but

Didn't have time to turn around.

This sword, full of spiritual thoughts and sharp sword energy, struck at the top of its head. Strong spiritual thoughts spread out, and the surrounding area shook for a moment.

But the next moment, the ink painting changed color slightly.

The invincible sword of divine thought was grasped by a sharp claw, as if it was stuck in a rock, and it was difficult to move forward. At the same time, a powerful aura spread from the divine skeleton.

Mo Hua's pupils shrank, he turned away from the sword of spiritual thought, and stepped back. Shen Gu slowly stood up and turned his head to look at Mo Hua.

It has long sharp horns, its face is that of a skeleton, its eyes are scarlet, revealing a crazy but calm killing intent, its body is like a humanoid, thin but contains extremely strong power.

On its body, filthy black water and stinking blood merged together, exuding a frightening odor. And these black water and blood penetrated deeply into its bones, forming an "armor" that looked like the real thing.

."Third grade..."

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat and his eyes became serious.

Shen Gu turned around and faced the ink painting directly. The powerful aura around him completely spread out.

At this time, Mo Hua also saw that the corners of the mouth of the divine skeleton were stained with black blood, and between its teeth, there were "flesh and blood" created by divine thoughts, and there were "bone residues" left by chewing on the ground... It was indeed there.

Two divine skeletons.

The other one was eaten by it.

Mo Hua said calmly: "Do you also eat your compatriots?"

The scarlet eyes of the divine skeleton looked at the ink painting calmly. Its voice was hoarse and hollow, revealing bloodlust, but it was extremely calm: "There are no compatriots among the divine skeletons, so it is life and death. The one who survives will be a 'god'

.”

"And the divine skeleton is one. It is me, and I am it. Whether it eats me or I eat it, it will be the same in the end." Mo Hua frowned slightly.

He felt that there was a huge amount of information in this sentence, and it also vaguely revealed the ecology of the existence of the god's skeleton, and the inner competition and cruelty of the evil god. The god's skeleton chewed a few mouthfuls, swallowed up the only trace of the remains, and then looked at the ink painting

, said coldly:

"So, it's you who is hunting 'me'?"

There was a hint of murderous intent in these words.

Mo Hua's eyes darkened, and he was about to speak when he saw that the divine skeleton in front of him suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart. The next moment, a sharp claw suddenly appeared in front of him.

Mo Hua raised his fist and punched it. He felt that the punch hit a stone, and a strong concussive force was transmitted. Cracks appeared in Mo Hua's white and tender fist.

His body was also blasted several feet away, and he finally managed to stand still. "So fast! So strong!"

Mo Hua's heart tightened, "And the concentration of spiritual thoughts is far superior to his own!" "This is...the third-grade divine skeleton..."

After blasting away the ink painting with a punch, the slender, elegant, and ferocious and murderous figure of the divine skeleton was revealed, with a playful look on the skeletal face: "The posture of a divine fetus, with its own divinity, no wonder...it is obviously only a second-grade, but

Can easily hunt down the 'divine skeleton'."

"But it should be more than that..."

After saying that, the divine skeleton disappeared again.

The moment it disappeared, Mo Hua felt a warning sign in his heart. He quickly lowered his finger to the ground, turned his spiritual thoughts into patterns, and created a golden bell array out of thin air. As soon as the array was generated, the golden bell shrouded it, and suddenly a bloody claw tore out,

Then he tore the golden bell into pieces.

With this moment of effort, Mo Hua also stepped back, reluctantly dodging the bloody claws of the divine skeleton. "Supernatural power? No, it's...formation?"

There was a hint of surprise in the voice of Shen Gu, but the offensive did not stop. He once again turned into a blood shadow and bullied him forward.

Mo Hua used Water Step while dodging, and at the same time activated his spiritual thoughts, and pointed a point, a water prison was formed out of thin air, with six water-colored chains, trapping the divine skeleton in it. "Spell? Not bad..."

As soon as the divine skeleton broke free, the chain broke, and the Water Prison Technique was broken free. He held it with his backhand, and a black-red blood knife condensed out, leaving an afterimage, and suddenly slashed towards Mo Hua. Mo Hua gritted his teeth and held his white and tender palm.

The sword array produced sword patterns, and the sword patterns produced sword bones, turning into a brilliant broken golden sword, which fiercely fought with the bloody sword of the divine skeleton. For a moment, the divine thoughts collided head-on, and gold and blood advanced.

When the fluctuation subsided, Shen Gu took one step back, while Mo Hua took seven steps back.

After finally standing still, Mo Hua's palms were numb, and his heart was awe-inspiring, "The third-grade divine skeleton is so powerful..."

Moreover, this should only be a third-level divine skeleton. The power of its divine thoughts is not at the same level as that of a second-rank divine skeleton or even a peak second-rank divine skeleton. Ever since they met, Mo Hua has been fascinated by it.

Hit with pressure, leaving almost no room to fight back.

In just a dozen or so rounds, this divine skeleton was able to force out all of Mo Hua's moves: "formations, spells, sword skills...

Shen Gu murmured, a little surprised, but also a little surprised, "This may be the benefit of using humans as "wombs"." "Gods are born according to the Tao. They are strong but have an end. People understand the Tao and live, but are weak but there is no end.

..

When Mo Hua heard this, his heart was shocked and his pupils shrank:

"You are not an ordinary 'divine skeleton'? What exactly are you?"

"In this case, I should ask you..." Shen Gu's eyes were scarlet and he said coldly, "Who are you?"

"You are neither a human nor a god, but you are both a human and a god. You are said to be a 'fetus', but you do not see the origin of parasitism..."

Shen Gu waved his arm, and the blood sword drew a streak of blood, and struck Mo Hua, "...I have lived for so long, and I have never seen an unpredictable existence like you." Mo Hua blocked the golden sword with a horizontal stroke.

He caught the sword flash, but his body was hit by the aftershocks of the sword flash, and he couldn't help but take four or five steps back.

The power of the spiritual thoughts of the third-grade divine corpse is so powerful that it is no small matter.

Mo Hua's arms began to feel sore, and his spiritual thoughts transformed into a few more cracks.

Since he built his foundation and his spiritual consciousness changed qualitatively, this is the strongest "spiritual object" he has encountered so far. Judging from the richness and oppressiveness of his spiritual thoughts, it is even stronger than the newly born evil fetus.

Still strong.

Mo Hua turned his head and said honestly: "I'll let you out and let's have a truce." He felt that he might not be able to defeat this third-grade divine skeleton.

Even if you can fight it, you will only lose miserably. Before the secret of your consciousness is exposed, there is no need to fight to the death. Give it this opportunity and let it live.

"Have a good time, everyone." Mo Hua said shamelessly.

There was a complex expression on Shen Gu's indifferent face, "Sure enough, you are very human, full of cunning and cunning." Mo Hua was a little unhappy.

The divine skeleton swung the bloody knife horizontally, and the blood around his body rose. The soul of the victim on the knife was ferocious, and the black and red colors on its white bones also merged deeper. It had real killing intent.

This divine skeleton had held back before, and after forcing out his own moves, he finally showed his true strength...

Mo Hua's heart tightened slightly, and then in the blink of an eye, a scarlet blood light struck at Mo Hua's face with lightning speed. This knife was faster and harder.

Mo Hua frowned, and in a hurry he could only passively block it with his sword.

But this time, the blood light was condensed as if it were real substance, with the roar of the spirit of injustice on it, and it struck Mo Hua's Broken Gold Sword. After only a moment of confrontation, the blood was like poisonous water, corroding the Broken Gold Sword. The golden sword melted, and Mo Hua's expression changed.

, he could only retreat, but before he could take a few steps back, there was a flash of blood behind him, and the corpse flashed behind him again.

The sharp claws of bones tore into Mo Hua's back.

The evil thoughts turned into blood and seeped into the back, leaving a "bloody" wound.

Mo Hua was in pain and struck a sword with his backhand, but the sword was easily blocked by the sharp claws of the divine skeleton. Mo Hua's old strength was exhausted and new strength was not yet generated. He immediately looked stern and realized that something was wrong, but it was already too late.

After blocking Mo Hua's sword, the divine skeleton stretched out his white bone claws, held Mo Hua's long sword with his backhand, and twisted it hard. The broken golden sword, which was stained with blood and mottled by corrosion, was completely smashed.

Mo Hua felt pain in his mind, abandoned his sword and wanted to leave, but the third-grade divine skeleton was faster than him. With his sharp claws and fists, and holding the bloody light, he punched Mo Hua's head.

At the critical moment, Mo Hua could only use the passing water step to barely avoid his head, but the punch was too fast, and his shoulder was inevitably hit. His whole body was blown away like a "little sandbag", fell to the ground, and rolled

It took several laps before stopping.

In his mind, there was huge pain.

Mo Hua gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and stood up.

There were bloodstains on his back, his spiritual sword was broken, and there were several bruises on his arms. He was panting and looked very embarrassed. This was the first time he had been so embarrassed since he had become a god.

Even back then, when he was just a little Qi-refining monk, he had never been as embarrassed as he was now when he encountered the green-faced kid without knowing anything about the situation.

The expression in the ink painting gradually became cold.

Divine Bones punched the ink painting away, but did not pursue it. Instead, it lowered its head and looked at its own sharp claws. There were tiny scars on its white bone claws.

This is the wound that was injured by the sword when it crushed the sword that was transformed into spiritual thoughts. It was very subtle, but there was a faint pain of cutting. This is the way of the sword where humans sacrifice everything, just to kill.

The divine skeleton said: "The method of human monks is indeed interesting... It can actually hurt my third-level divine body with the second-level divine mind." "It's just that your way is still too weak..."

Shen Gu raised his head and looked at the ink painting indifferently with his scarlet and hollow eyes.

"Does it make you proud to kill a few low-grade divine skeletons with such a small method? Does this satisfy you?" "You may have great opportunities and get so many inheritances, but your 'Tao' is mixed.

Unbearable.”

"The use of the spiritual mind method is blunt and crude."

"You don't understand at all what true 'Taoism' is."
To be continued...