The Ancient Mystery, the flow of the five elements, and the unity of the formation and path, the Taixu Divine Sword, radiated a sudden surge of light, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, and suddenly slashed down.

The blood-slaying blade condensed with blood from the divine skeleton was broken every inch at the moment of the confrontation. The bloody path of slaughter, cruelty, killing, silence and dehumanization on it was also strangled by the swordsmanship drawn in ink, and was finally destroyed by the simple and vast

The Taixu Sword Intention was directly crushed.

Eventually, the Blood Blade collapsed.

The majestic God-Slaying Sword cut off the bloody blade, opened up the sea of ​​​​blood, and struck the divine skeleton with supreme force. The third-grade divine skeleton, with its divine thoughts condensed and realistic, and black and red blood, was like an indestructible armor.

But in front of this "God-Slaying Sword" that combines the Kaishan Sword Formation, the Broken Gold Sword Formation, the Guishui Sword Formation, the Lihuo Sword Formation, and the ancient Taixu Sword Formation, it is still vulnerable to a single blow.

The dazzling God-Slaying Sword blade only lasted for a moment before it broke through the bloody armor of the divine skeleton, shattered its shoulder bones, cut into its body, and then went straight down, completely cutting the divine skeleton into two halves.

Cut off its path and cut off its origin.

The divine body is broken, the blood flow is cut off, and the origin is cut off.

At the wound, the sword intention remained, still cutting continuously, preventing the injury from recovering and killing all life.

The horrified look on the corpse's face still remained on its face. After a moment, it slowly turned its head and looked at Mo Hua, who was holding the God-Slaying Sword in both hands, with frightened eyes. "What a powerful sword..."

Gradually, Shengui's expression became calm and indifferent.

Its body is gradually dissipating, and its will is gradually disappearing, but its tone is very calm. "You win...

"Your Taoism is a mess, and your swordsmanship is a mess...but I have to say that it is indeed very strong." "But the Tao has no end. The further you go, the more refined and pure you have to be. If you are so careless, you will not be able to move forward."

Far away."

The bloody divine corpse took a last deep look at the ink painting.

"I lost this time. I hope I can meet you next time..." "If you don't die, if..."

"It's still your words."

After the divine skeleton finished speaking, it turned into ashes and was completely annihilated, leaving only a black-red, gravel-like smoke on the spot. Mo Hua frowned.

"If you lose this time, you will meet me next time. Isn't this thing dead? Why did you meet me after it was dead?" "And... isn't it the divine skeleton of the Great Desolate Evil God? How can it be different from other divine skeletons?

Is the difference that big?”

"Is it because it is a third-grade one, or is there some other reason?" "This divine skeleton is a little weird..."

Mo Hua pondered for a while, and suddenly felt a sting in the sea of ​​consciousness, and immediately felt in his heart, "What happened, I consumed too much..."

As the divine skeleton of a third-grade external evil, the load on his sea of ​​consciousness and body was too great, causing his blood to shrink, and even his sea of ​​consciousness began to tingle. In addition, the marrow of his soul was also used up...

Mo Hua felt bitter in his heart and murmured:

"This battle is really a miserable victory. I am exhausted, I have used all my cards, and my family fortune has been wiped out. Fortunately, I killed a third-grade divine skeleton. I should be able to regain some of my original capital. I hope this third-grade divine skeleton

Don't let me down....

Mo Hua stood up weakly, approached the third-grade black smoke, stretched out his palm, and wanted to manifest the formation. He would simply refine it first, but when he stretched out his palm, Mo Hua found that his palm was completely black.

.

Mo Hua was startled.

"When was I hurt?"

"Or is it contaminated by this divine corpse?"

He looked down and realized that not only his palms, but his entire arms, shoulders, chest, and even most of his body were completely black, as if they were stained with sewage. Mo Hua's pupils shrank.

At the same time, a sharp, sinister and harsh laughter sounded from the evil fetus!

Mo Hua's expression changed, and he immediately wanted to set up a Shinto formation to completely seal his soul, but it was already too late.

Black water gushes out from inside his divine body, contaminating his limbs and bones until his face is stained with black spots. "I clearly set up a formation, how did you get out?" Mo Hua said in shock.

The evil-born black water covered Mo Hua's face. Using Mo Hua's tongue, he sneered in a sharp and strange voice: "Why... do you think your Shinto formation, with your modest attainments, can seal me?"

"I have been dormant for a long time. Do you think I will do nothing, just let you seal it, and wait for you to kill me?" "I have been waiting for a long time, and now is the time..."

Mo Hua's heart sank, and he wanted to call out the Dao Monument, but there was no movement in the sea of ​​consciousness. Then he remembered that the Dao Monument would not appear until midnight.

Xie Tai sneered, "Don't waste your efforts. I'm hiding in your soul and know everything about you." "Your Taoist monument won't come out until the time comes."

"Although your spiritual sense is strong, it is not as good as the third-grade divine skeleton. If you force a fight, your spiritual essence will be consumed." "If you are unlucky, you will die in the hands of the divine skeleton."

"Even if you win the Divine Bones, you still have to put in all your strength and use all your cards. Within a period of time, you will run out of gas...

Mo Hua frowned and said, "So this third-grade divine skeleton was actually summoned by you? You have been dormant for so long, just for now?" After Mo Hua finished speaking, his face became dark and gloomy again, and he changed into the appearance of an "evil fetus"

, sarcastically said:

"Yes, you are indeed smart. You just figured it out now."

Mo Hua said coldly: "Don't forget, you can't erode my Taoist heart. In a head-to-head confrontation, even if I am exhausted now, you will not be my opponent." "As long as it takes a few hours, it will last until the end.

At this time, there is a Taoist monument protecting the sea of ​​consciousness, but you can still only be your 'shrinking tortoise'."

"During the holidays, I will definitely kill you!"

Even though Mo Hua was at a disadvantage, these words still made Xie Fei's heart palpitate.

It had already been trapped in the shadow of Mo Hua, and it only dared to show up when Mo Hua was exhausted after a deadly battle with a powerful enemy. But it also knew that this was the only chance.

Black blood surged all over the body painted in ink.

"These days, I have been thinking about how to win you, how to kill you, how to eat you..." My dusty memories are waking up little by little, but among these memories, there is no one who can kill you.

Get out of your way."

"There are ancient beings living in the sea of ​​your consciousness. There are too many secrets in you. Your divine consciousness is too strong, and your methods are endless." "So, I want to understand..."

Xie Tai smiled gloomily, "I can't defeat you. Only you can defeat yourself. Only you can kill yourself... Mo Hua was shocked and felt something bad.

Then the evil energy suddenly appeared, and the black blood on his body was like a worm, seeping into the fine tentacles and seeping into the incarnation of his spiritual thoughts, constantly absorbing, replicating, and assimilating, as if it was trying to divide him.

I struggled with ink painting, but to no avail.

I don't know how long it took, but the black blood completely covered the ink painting, like an embryo. Finally, the embryo trembled, hatched, molted, and turned into another figure. The evil fetus also merged with this figure and stood there.

Opposite of the ink painting.

Mo Hua then slowly raised his head and looked towards the opposite side, his expression was shocked for a moment. Standing opposite was another "Mo Hua".

There was a "black ink painting" of the same size, same body shape, and same face as him, but his whole body was soaked in black blood, and he had a sinister and evil aura. He was a strange and terrifying "black ink painting". At this time, the "black ink painting" grinned, revealing its white teeth:

"This is my last original magical power: embryonic transformation."

Its voice is exactly the same as the ink painting, but there is a hint of cunning and insidiousness in the crispness. "I used your soul as a guide and my divine way as the "fetus" to hatch another you." "I pollute.

Without you, I can’t let you become me.”

"In that case, then I will be you."

In this way, as long as I kill you and eat you, there will be no difference between you and me. There will be me in you and you in me, and we will merge into the ultimate divine fetus, and you and I will become one. Mo Hua's face looked a little ugly.

He pointed his hands together and manifested a raging fireball, heading straight towards the "black ink painting" transformed by the evil fetus.

But at the same time, "Black Ink Painting" also pointed out a pitch-black fireball, whizzed out, and collided with the red fireball in the ink painting. The fire crackled, the spiritual thoughts exploded, and the fireball disappeared, but it carried an evil aura.

The black fireball is obviously better.

Ink Painting held his hand in vain again, and when he grabbed it out of thin air, a water prison descended and bounded away towards the "Black Ink Painting".

The black water flashed, and Hei Mo Hua used Water Leaving Step to escape from the Water Prison Technique. After standing still, he grabbed it with his backhand, and a Black Water Prison Technique suddenly came to Mo Hua's side. Mo Hua also used Water Flooding Step to avoid it, and then his pupils became deep.

, with a thought, the Golden Lock Formation manifested, trapping the "Black Ink Painting" from all directions.

The golden formations turned into chains, wrapping around the body of "Black Ink Painting".

But "Black Ink Painting" suddenly laughed ferociously, waved his left hand, and immediately removed the golden lock formation pattern all over his body.

Condensing his right hand, he manifested the Black Fire Sword, and with a casual slash, he split the entire Golden Lock Formation. The Golden Lock Formation collapsed and completely dissipated. Mo Hua's expression was extremely solemn.

"Hei Mo Hua" looked at him and grinned, the smile was both innocent and evil, "I said, I hatched you, I am you, I can do all the moves you know." Mo Hua was silent for a moment.

After this fight, he now realized firsthand how difficult "he" was. And it wasn't just that.

Now he is exhausted from fighting for a long time.

However, the blackened self in front of me has just been hatched from the evil fetus and is still in its "full power". Fighting like this is simply not an option.

Mo Hua sighed, "We are born from the same roots, so why rush to fight each other? Since you are me, why don't we shake hands and make peace? Why do we have to fight to the death?" "Hei Mo Hua" heard this and said with a smile:

"As I said, I am you. It's okay to lie to others, but don't lie to yourself." Mo Hua made a "thump" sound.

"Hei Mo Hua" pointed his finger, and a black fireball was blasted towards Mo Hua. Then he held his hand and re-manifested the Heili Fire Sword. He used the passing water step. With a few flashes of his body, he approached Mo Hua's body. The tip of the sword

Directly to the heart of ink painting.

Mo Hua used Water Step, dodged the black fireball, grabbed it with his backhand, manifested the Tai'a Kaishan Sword, held a sword flower, and swung away the Heili Fire Sword that was stabbing his chest, and then slashed close to him, and with "Black"

The "transformed" self started to fight.

However, after the battle with the third-grade divine skeleton, Mo Hua's spiritual energy was consumed too much, and he was no match for "Black Ink Hua". Regardless of spells, formations or sword techniques, he was at a disadvantage.

The moves of "Black Ink Painting" are becoming more and more fierce and cruel.

Mo Hua's breath is getting weaker and weaker, the wounds on his body are getting more and more, and the injuries are getting more and more serious. But despite this, Mo Hua is still struggling to hold on.
To be continued...