The evil fetus's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, and even its divine body was torn apart, and it screamed angrily at the ink painting.

Mo Hua turned a deaf ear to the roar of the evil fetus.

He sits on the throne of the evil god, trying to communicate with the tree of divine power and control the evil god's authority.

But before he could complete the communication and take control of the authority, countless evil ghosts rushed towards him.

Most of these unjust ghosts were mine repairmen who died tragically in Gushan.

They are controlled by evil fetuses and cannot control themselves.

There are more demons coming from the distance to stop Mo Hua.

The ink painting exuded the aura of spiritual enlightenment, which frightened these fierce ghosts. Then he glanced at them and asked, "Don't you... don't want to be liberated?"

In the dark, cause and effect flow.

Some of them, the ghosts who ate Shen Qingsheng's soul, eliminated their resentment and became clearer.

Half in fear and half in gratitude, they turned their heads and guarded Mo Hua, resisting the attacks of other monsters.

Then if there is one, there will be a second one.

More and more Gushan ghosts began to turn against each other and sided with Mo Hua.

They don't want to become ghosts, they also want to be freed from this endless nightmare of being oppressed and enslaved.

The fierce ghosts on the lonely mountain have become a "ghost wall", surrounding the ink painting.

Outside, more and more weird monsters crawled towards Mo Hua along the tree of divine power. These monsters were the evil spirits raised by the evil gods' dojos in Qianxue State.

Either an ox head, a horse face, a fish head, or a wolf body, mixed with human limbs, deformed and ugly, densely packed, like a tide, attacking the city wall composed of lonely mountain ghosts..."·

Most of the demons have been stopped.

A few broke through the ghost wall and rushed in front of Mo Hua, but were directly burned to death by his formation.

Mo Hua finally had a chance.

He began to meditate with his eyes closed, communicating with the tree of divine power with all his heart.

Because this was not the first time, Mo Hua was responsible for the evil fetus of the Dragon King Temple. The Divine Power Tree did not reject him, but really regarded him as an "evil fetus".

The Tree of Divine Power gave him the authority of the evil god.

The idea of ​​the ink painting became the idea of ​​the evil god.

An ancient and evil will descended on Mo Hua. At that moment, Mo Hua sat on the bone throne, with his back against the tree of divine power, and countless ghosts guarding him in front of him. He seemed to have become a real person who controls the power of evil. The childhood "evil god".

Thousands of fierce ghosts surrendered.

Countless demons patrolled the area.

The evil fetus roared angrily.

At that moment, Mo Hua had a strong sense of control, as if in front of him, like dark clouds, countless demonic armies were all his slaves.

All he had to do was give an order.

These demons will attack cities and plunder territory for themselves, strangle all powerful enemies in the world of spiritual thoughts, devour the spiritual thoughts of all monks, and turn the entire Qianxue State into a battlefield of evil thoughts and an abyss of murder.

At that time, the boundaries between states will be studied, and all lives will be in ruins.

And he is the only "true god" who rules over this world and controls thousands of evil spirits.

This feeling was so strong that Mo Hua had the urge to destroy everything and kill everything.

No "person" can resist this temptation.

Fortunately, he is not completely "human". His spiritual thoughts are partly human, partly divine, and partly integrated with the ruthless way of the demon.

At the critical moment, his cold divinity and ruthless demonic nature restrained his human desire for power, strength and killing.

The murderous desire in the ink painting gradually cooled down, and the Taoist mind gradually became clear.

He sat on the bone throne, took charge of the tree of divine power, and began to order the demon army to retrace his steps and order the remaining demons to kill themselves.

After that, with a thought, he completely cut off the connection between the Gushan Temple and the Tree of Divine Power, cutting off the supply of the Gushan Temple.

The chain of cause and effect is broken.

The tide of demons was stopped at a cliff, and the evil spirits and ghosts dispersed.

The evil spirit of the temple subsided.

The supply of evil fetuses was also completely cut off.

The shadow of the Tree of Divine Power was gradually disappearing. After doing all this, the ink painting stood up from the bone throne and looked down at the evil fetus in the center of the temple with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Now, you are dead!"

The evil fetus was angry and roared abnormally, but it didn't help.

Mo Hua held his hand in vain, transformed into a broken golden sword, and killed the evil fetus again.

Huangshan Jun activated his spiritual thoughts and controlled the body of the evil fetus.

For evil fetuses, this is a real "external and internal trouble".

The tree of divine power was occupied by ink paintings, and the demon's authority was cut off, leaving the evil fetus in a "isolated and helpless" situation.

The seemingly powerful evil fetus has turned into an empty shell that is strong on the outside but dry on the inside.

After that, it was still a hard fight. Although Mo Hua was scarred, he became more and more brave as he fought, and the golden light on Huangshan Jun became more and more prosperous.

Finally, the power of good and evil in the evil fetus reached the critical value again.

The blood light of the evil fetus and the golden light of Huangshanjun, one on the left and one on the right, accounted for almost half each.

Huangshan Jun wants to break away, but the flesh and blood of the evil fetus are stuck together and cannot be separated at all. He cannot go further and control the entire evil body.

The two are at a stalemate.

At this moment, Mo Hua shouted: "Tiger, I'm here to help you!"

He pointed at a point, and golden formations appeared, one after another, locking Huangshan Jun and the evil fetus together.

Then Mo Hua held his hands in empty hands and raised them above his head. His eyes focused and his whole aura changed. The majestic and vast sword intent gathered in his hands.

Huangshan Jun's pupils trembled.

A familiar memory from the soul gradually revived.

"This is-"

Taixu Divine Sword?!

Taixu’s spiritual thoughts turned into true sword tactics——...the final sword style?!

Isn't this a sword art that can only be understood by those old monks in the Taixu Sect who have mastered the art of swordsmanship for hundreds of years?

He has learned it at such a young age?!

Huang Shanjun was a little unbelievable for a moment.

And he soon discovered that Mo Hua's sword technique was different from the one that slashed him.

That sword back then contained the ancient and pure sword intention of Taixu, and the two swords flowed around like a galaxy.

But the sword drawn by ink is too complicated.

I don’t know how many messy things are mixed in this sword.

There are formations, sword ways, five elements, Taixu Sword Intent, and even a trace of ruthlessness and selflessness, which makes even the god Huangshan Jun find the laws of Tao strange and mysterious——

"How could it be————·Demon?!"

Huangshan Jun was shocked and speechless.

However, the evil fetus separated good and evil, and was temporarily controlled by the formation. The endless demons dispersed. At this time, no one in the temple could stop Mo Huazhu's sword.

Cutting gold, Guishui, Kaishan, and Lihuo sword array are melted and cast into one.

The ancient Taixu Sword Intent is mighty and powerful.

Cut off my feelings, cut off all the demons, and sharpen the edge of the sword.

Boundless murderous intent is condensed in the hands of Mo Hua.

Even the dead evil fetus felt frightened and uneasy.

"cut!"

After the law was circulated, Taixu Divine Sword was completely condensed, the sword light was bright, Mo Hua's eyes were firm, and he shouted in a low voice,

Then he chopped hard.

The five elements flowed, and the Taixu God-Slaying Giant Sword merged into one. The light surged, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, and it suddenly struck down.

For a moment, the extremely dazzling sword light poured down and struck the evil fetus in the center.

Under such an astonishing spiritual swordsmanship, even the evil fetus at the peak of the third level could not bear it, and its body of the evil god began to shatter bit by bit.

The flesh, which was as hard as armor, was bitten and strangled by the sword energy over and over again.
To be continued...