Scanned by Mo Hua's gaze, all the demons and evil spirits were shaken and trembled.
They are afraid of being "eaten".
The color of the black water is also a bit lighter. It seems that after all the effort, the pig-headed demon that was "given birth" was eaten, which damaged its vitality.
In the black water, there was a strong anger.
It seems that no one has ever dared to be so disrespectful to it.
What's more, this person is still a young and immature brat.
But at the same time, it also felt deep fear in its heart.
Although eating this kid will be a great supplement.
But if you spend too much effort and damage the origin of the God Lord, you will lose more than you gain...
With a thought in his mind, Mo Hua seemed to have noticed that this pool of "black water" had begun to retreat. With a blink of his eyes and an idea, he straightened his chest and raised his head, making a very arrogant look.
Mo Hua's eyes were full of contempt.
At the same time, he licked his lips provocatively.
It seems that this mass of black water is regarded as a "snack".
Heishui was stunned for a moment, and then began to tremble violently, as if he was very angry at Mo Hua.
In the black water, stronger murderous intent was also heard.
This time it doesn't hold back any more.
The majesty of the Lord God is inviolable.
The dignity of God cannot be insulted.
It wants to "eat" this little ghost who is half-stepped into the womb of a god, and offer the most delicious and pious sacrifice for the god's awakening!
The sea of ​​​​consciousness in the ink painting suddenly became cold, and the filthy black water spread, making the ground dirty.
The black water expanded, turned into black mist, and surged.
After a while, the black mist dissipated, and there were numerous demons and ghosts inside, all of them hideous, deformed and ugly.
And on their chests, there is a mass of black water, like a heart, trembling slightly, with evil and filthy black energy as blood, strengthening the power of demons.
This time the black water hatched more monsters, and they were obviously stronger.
Before Mo Hua could react, the demons and ghosts went crazy and attacked him. It seemed they didn't want to give Mo Hua any chance to resist, and wanted to tear Mo Hua into pieces and eat him alive.
Mo Hua frowned, and started as before, using the water step to dodge, and sneak attacks with small fists, and occasionally used water prison to control, or used fireball to touch up.
But these monsters are obviously stronger.
With one punch, he could only beat the demon until it broke its bones, disfigured it, or made it disabled, but it could not explode it.
But the demon's arrogance is even more arrogant.
They are not afraid of death or pain. They fight for their lives and just want to gnaw a piece of meat from Mo Hua.
After Mo Hua played for a while, he felt a little tired and his hands and feet were a little sore, so he could only sigh.
"Physical training is so tiring..."
It's refreshing, but it gets a little boring after playing for a long time.
Mo Hua punched a horse-faced demon and twisted its face; he kicked a wolf demon's waist with his backhand; he picked up the horns of a bull demon with his backhand and swung it hard, overwhelming a large number of demons...
…
Finding this gap, Mo Hua tapped his feet on the ground, took a few steps back, and widened the distance.
"I'm tired of playing..."
Mo Hua said calmly, then spread his arms and his pupils turned black instantly.
The aura on his body instantly changed from innocent and clear to deep and eerie.
A series of dark and strange textures emerged from his body, densely woven, and condensed into an ink Taoist robe, draped around his body.
The demons suddenly changed color.
In the black water, a shrill roar came out, and after twisting, it turned into intermittent frightened voices:
"Heavenly secrets and tricks?!"
"Who are you……"
"sly……"
"...Who exactly is he?!"
Mo Hua was too lazy to talk nonsense, and his spiritual consciousness was pushed to the extreme. There were many strange shadows in his eyes, and there were dense lines on the Taoist robe.
His consciousness slanted out, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, it instantly formed a huge formation at an extremely fast speed, covering all the demons and monsters.
"Lishan Cremation Array!"
This is what Mo Hua tinkered with in his spare time. It is built on the first level of a second-grade building. The five elements and eight trigrams are in harmony. The fire of the five elements and the eight trigrams are generated together, and the enemy is trapped with the eight trigrams Gen Mountain. It is a trap-and-kill complex.
This set of complex formations was constructed by Mo Hua after being guided by Mr.
This formation is difficult.
In reality, there are various limitations.
It is very difficult to draw the current state of spiritual consciousness with ink.
But in the sea of ​​​​his own consciousness, the spiritual thoughts drawn by ink are unrestrained, and the manifested formations can be done as he pleases and without restraint.
Mo Hua wants to use this set of complex formations to "stew" all the monsters and monsters in one pot so that he can "eat" enough.
The moment the formation was formed, Heishui noticed a trace of great terror.
It didn't expect that even though it just wanted to make a tooth sacrifice, it would actually encounter a monster that could instantly form a formation through trickery and have the appearance of a half-step divine fetus!
But it's too late.
Mo Hua's eyes showed murderous intent, he held his little hand and said crisply:
"kill!"
In an instant, the Lishan cremation complex was launched.
The rocks where the spiritual thoughts are manifested are bulging and intertwined, forming a rock dungeon, trapping all the demons.
Then the fire of the five elements surged, and the Bagua Li fire covered the top, and the two intertwined, like lava flowing between the rocks.
The entire complex is like an erupting volcano.
Demons and ghosts were trapped in the volcano, burned by the flames, and swallowed by the lava.
Every inch of their skin and flesh was burnt black and turned into ashes.
In the boundless hell, countless deformed and ferocious demons held their heads and screamed, howling in pain.
The black water as the "embryo" was also incinerated by the flames, evaporated and turned into black mist.
It was then further refined by Lihuo to form Baiqing Qi.
Mo Hua was sitting on top of the Lishan Cremation Complex. From a high position, he watched countless demons and all kinds of ghosts wailing in pain and turning into black ashes in the formation. He couldn't help but nodded.
"The formation is still useful..."
"Physical training is too stupid."
Occasionally moving my fists and feet to stretch my "muscles" is okay for fun, but relying on my unstructured three-legged cat's spiritual martial arts to slay demons and demons is still too inefficient.
Mo Hua sits cross-legged.
He wants to "eat"!
The Lishan Cremation Array burns and kills demons, and at the same time, these demons are purified of their demonic aura and refined into white aura.
Mo Hua sat next to him, "roasting" and "eating" at the same time.
Wisp by bit, spiritual thoughts entered his belly, constantly strengthening the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting.
But after the ink painting was "eaten", his spiritual realm was still at the fifteen lines. Although it was much deeper, there was still no breakthrough.
To be continued...