Chapter 669 God Devourer

The chest of the black-clothed leader was blasted through, and he slowly knelt on the ground.

Mo Hua casually threw two more fireballs and exploded on the black-clothed leader. He checked the "corpse" and confirmed that he really couldn't move.

Then he used his spiritual sense to spy on the black-clothed leader's aura and confirmed that his body's spiritual power was sluggish and his breath was cut off. He was really dead, and then he was relieved.

"Too much trouble..."

Mo Hua sighed.

It was too tiring to kill a demon cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building by himself.

You have to calculate and ambush.

You have to cheat and sneak attack.

You have to use formations and forbidden techniques.

Only then can you barely kill him.

During the period, you have to walk on thin ice and cannot make any mistakes. Otherwise, with your small body, if you make a mistake, the black-clothed villain will catch the flaw, and I am afraid it will be a disaster.

It's too difficult...

But fortunately, he was finally killed.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief again.

The valley was closed, desolate and secluded, with no one living there.

This was the burial place that Mo Hua had chosen for the black-clothed leader, hiding it from the public and making it invisible.

Now that the black-clothed leader was dead, Mo Hua was just about to search his body to see if there were any clues or other good things.

But as soon as he looked closely, Mo Hua was startled and his expression changed slightly.

This black-clothed leader was obviously dead, but he was not corroded by the devil's energy like other human traffickers, his flesh and blood rotted and turned into a pool of black water.

His body was still intact.

Mo Hua noticed something was wrong and took two steps back vigilantly.

But in an instant, a fishy wind suddenly rose.

Mo Hua felt that something suddenly approached him, but there was clearly nothing in front of him.

Mo Hua frowned, and then his eyes were deep, with textures floating and sinking, using the Tianji to calculate and spy on the truth in the void around him.

The moment Tianji opened his eyes, Mo Hua's pupils shrank.

In front of him, an evil eye suddenly appeared at some point.

This evil eye was right in front of him, just a millimeter away.

Mo Hua could clearly see the bulging bloodshot, bloody eye sockets, entangled light red tentacles, and the "inhuman" emotions such as tyranny and indifference contained in the pupils of the evil eye...

Mo Hua was frightened by this "ugly eye" and retreated in panic.

But this evil eye was faster than him.

In a flash, the tentacles on the evil eye bloomed like a ball of evil thread, densely packed, all attached to Mo Hua, sticking to him tightly.

At the same time, the deformed evil eye also tried hard to drill into Mo Hua's white forehead.

It had to do this.

The original host died and had no vitality, so it had to find a new host and parasitize in living flesh and blood.

And in this deserted and closed valley, the only "alive" person was Mo Hua.

It had no choice.

Although it was confused, puzzled, angry, wary, and had an unknown "fear" in its heart about Mo Hua.

But in the face of the destruction of the gods and the disappearance of the Tao, it had to use Mo Hua as its new flesh and blood fetus.

Mo Hua also seemed to be controlled by the tentacles of Xie Mou, and lost resistance, allowing the bloody evil thoughts to erode.

Xie Mou's plan gradually succeeded.

The flesh and blood tentacles transformed by the evil thoughts tightly bound Mo Hua's body.

The bloody skin on Xie Mou began to fade away, turning into a light golden, arrogant and majestic eye, which drilled into Mo Hua's forehead little by little, breaking through the sea of ​​consciousness and entering Mo Hua's consciousness.

Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness was unexpectedly tough.

Therefore, it took a long time to break into the sea of ​​consciousness.

After entering Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness, the light golden evil eye began to twist and condense flesh and blood again.

The scarlet blood swept and sucked back, gathering on the evil eyes, gradually solidifying, hatching all kinds of rotten flesh and blood, condensing into deformed and grotesque flesh and blood remains, and finally pieced together into a huge deformed flesh and blood demon.

On the demon's head, there are ferocious goat horns.

There is a light golden eye on the forehead.

The golden evil eyes flashed, and the huge demon's flesh and blood body trembled, and then opened two bloody demon eyes, looking down at the human sea of ​​consciousness in front of it.

Although it has a long life and extraordinary dignity, it has parasitized many "slaves" and tasted countless "sacrifices", but it is still amazed by the sea of ​​consciousness in front of it.

Such a pure divine consciousness!

And it is so rich and so abundant.

With such a perfect divine consciousness, this human kid is a waste of heaven's gift to use it as a "sacrifice".

If it weren't for his own inferior blood, he could even be used as a container for the "divine fetus".

It's just...

The goat-horned demon's eyes sank slightly, and he was puzzled.

"Why... do I feel dread and even fear?"

"Why do I have the killing intent as if I were facing a life-and-death enemy?"

"It's just a mere human, a straw dog of the God's way..."

"Why do I feel afraid?"

"What am I afraid of?"

The goat-horned demon's bloody eyes swept around, but he didn't find anything else suspicious.

The golden evil eyes on its forehead glowed with a majestic light golden light, but under the golden light, there was nothing unusual.

The goat-horned demon felt something was a little strange.

But on second thought, this seemed normal.

No matter how high the cultivation level and how respected the status of the monks, they are just people in the end.

Stripping away the worldly fame and fortune, as well as the external skin, the inner thoughts of the world are either vulgar, filthy and corrupt, or shallow and weak.

Gold and jade on the outside, rotten cotton on the inside.

Strong cultivation, weak will.

Such cultivators are everywhere.

Not to mention this little ghost who is only in the initial stage of foundation building.

It is estimated that it is because he is young and has not been tainted by worldly desires that he has such pure consciousness.

What else can we expect from him?

The goat-horned demon had greed in his eyes and a grim smile on his face.

"Eat him!"

No matter what conspiracy or tricks there are, danger is lurking.

As long as he is eaten, it will be over.

People are the bait of the great way and the straw dogs of the gods. They are born to be lowly.

It is also his honor to be eaten by himself.

Eat the consciousness and use this sea of ​​consciousness as a breeding ground.

This little ghost is much better than those "loyal" fools.

The goat-horned demon opened his bloody mouth and began to absorb the pure consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as the consciousness entered his mouth, he opened his eyes wide.

These consciousnesses are too delicious!

Even delicious, they don't look like human consciousness!

The goat-horned demon was shocked, and then his eyes were greedy, and he began to suck more spiritual consciousness in big mouthfuls.

The sweet spiritual consciousness made him happy physically and mentally.

His two blood-colored demon eyes narrowed slightly, and the golden evil eye on his forehead also glowed with golden light, looking a little lazy.

Just when the goat-horned demon was careless, he did not notice that a hidden figure was slowly approaching him.

Then this figure suddenly jumped on his head.

A white and tender little hand suddenly appeared and grabbed the golden evil eye on his forehead.

It seemed to want to pull the golden eye off directly.

In the face of crisis, the goat-horned demon immediately closed his third eye.

But it was a little slow after all.

The white and tender little hand still tore on the golden evil eye, and the hand was very strong, instantly tearing several wounds, and a golden liquid like blood flowed out.

But this hand was a little small and a little slow, and it did not grab the eye off.

The goat-horned demon had closed its third eye.

At the same time, its demon claws, with a fishy wind, angrily grabbed at the top of its head.

Mo Hua had no choice but to jump down from its head again, take a few steps back, distance himself, and reveal his figure after landing.

His eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as a painting, his lips were red and his teeth were white, like a porcelain doll.

His divine body, due to the qualitative change of his divine consciousness, was almost fixed in size, and he was even younger than his original body.

The goat-horned demon saw Mo Hua's appearance clearly and was shocked.

"The incarnation of divine consciousness?"

"Is it a little ghost?!"

The golden evil eye on his forehead was scratched by Mo Hua and was aching slightly.

The goat-horned demon thought of the scene just now, and besides being afraid, he was even more furious in his heart:

What a despicable little ghost!

What does he want to do? !

Mo Hua's little hand was still stained with "golden blood".

He put the finger stained with golden blood in his mouth and licked it, and then his eyes lit up.

This is the taste!

The taste of golden divine marrow!

The goat-horned demon saw this scene, and was even more shocked and angry, even with a hint of fear. It trembled and hoarsely said:

"Bold!"

"You... you dare... dare to devour the 'divine marrow'?!"

"Divine marrow?" Mo Hua was startled, and couldn't help but put his finger in his mouth and sucked it again, nodded, and smiled and praised:

"It tastes good!"

The goat-horned demon's eyes instantly turned blood red.

It felt that its dignity was insulted.

Its godhood was blasphemed.

The mortals who should have become sacrifices and enjoyed by the gods were so bold that they sipped the divine marrow and tasted the "blood of the gods".

Arrogant! Ignorant! Audacious!

The goat-horned demon was furious, but when he looked again, he found that the figure of the little ghost opposite him had disappeared again.

"Hide?"

The goat-horned demon's pupils shrank slightly.

Why can't he see through it?

Obviously, he could see through it outside.

Could it be because what was seen from the outside was the flesh and blood, but in this sea of ​​consciousness, his spiritual body could not be seen?

How is it possible?

The goat-horned demon was shocked.

But it had no time to think about it, because it knew that once this little ghost was hidden, the next attack would come soon...

Sure enough, a moment later.

The divine consciousness on the right side flashed, and a small figure jumped up and punched the goat-horned demon's head.

The goat-horned demon's face was stern, and he immediately turned around and punched up.

A white and tender little fist and a huge demon fist with hideous flesh and blood collided together.

The powerful power of divine consciousness shook.

Mo Hua's little fist was intact.

But there were traces of blood on the demon's fist.

The goat-horned demon was horrified.

This little ghost... what on earth is it?

The spiritual body of a human cultivator is superior to the demon with evil thoughts?

Mo Hua, who finally had a chance to indulge in "physical cultivation", was full of excitement, waving his fists and punching again.

The goat-horned demon fought hard, but despite his huge body and hideous flesh and blood, he was still at a disadvantage.

"No!"

The goat-horned demon's eyes were fierce, and this time he took the initiative, and his scarlet claws suddenly tore at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua nimbly avoided it with the water-passing step.

The goat-horned demon took this opportunity, and the golden evil eyes on his forehead opened again.

A golden light shot out from the evil eyes and shone on Mo Hua.

Several light golden silk threads like bone marrow appeared on Mo Hua's body.

The goat-horned demon looked shocked, and said in a sharp and hoarse voice:

"You are not a human!"

Mo Hua was startled.

The goat-horned demon's eyes trembled and said:

"The marrow enters the divine body and becomes the divine fetus... Whose divine lord are you... exactly?"

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment.

But then the ram-horned demon frowned again and said in confusion:

"No, it's still not right..."

"You have the foundation of spiritual enlightenment, but why is your divine marrow so weak?"

"Why are there no signs of the 'Food Sacrifice'?"

“Why is humanity so full but divinity so little?”

"This is impossible……"

The ram-horned demon has sharp eyes and stares at the ink painting:

"Where does your godly status come from?"

"Whose incense are you eating? Whose faith are you receiving?"

"Where is your authority?"

"What 'Tao' do you follow?"

…

Mo Hua was confused by it.

Divine fetus, Taoism, divine marrow, food sacrifice, and what kind of divine position, incense, authority...

What was this ugly-eyed monster with goat's horns asking about? He listened in confusion...

Could this be...the knowledge of the gods?

Don’t know what to do?

Mo Hua blinked and decided to pretend, his expression became indifferent, he held his head high and looked aloof and arrogant.

"You don't deserve to know these things!"

The goat-horned demon's expression darkened, but he dared not speak out in anger.

If this kid is truly a divine fetus, and the sea of ​​consciousness is incubating some unknown god, then his body with only one eye cannot do anything to him.

If it's a divine fetus, that's easy to say...

Shicai's fear should come from the fear of the complete fetus of a god.

and……

The goat-horned demon's eyes darkened slightly.

Although it is unknown what divine position this divine fetus occupies, the aura above his divine position is somewhat similar to his own.

It also seems to come from the wilderness.

It is estimated that there is still some origin.

I just don’t know where his divine status came from...

When Mo Hua saw that the ram-horned demon had been frightened by him, he was slightly happy, and then asked seriously with a straight face:

"You violated my taboo!"

The goat-horned demon felt a chill in his heart, and his eyes were solemn.

Mo Hua added: "Tell me your origin and I can forget about it!"

The goat-horned demon looked majestic and said:

"I am the Lord of the Wilderness!"

Mo Hua frowned, "That's nonsense. The Lord of the Wilderness is the master of the Wilderness. How could he be so weak?"

Mo Hua wanted to inquire about something more.

But who would have thought that as soon as he said these words, the ram-horned demon's expression changed drastically, and his eyes were cold and he said:

"You are not a god!"

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat.

The goat-horned demon's eyes narrowed, "The Lord God will not ask such superficial questions. You are lying. You don't know anything!"

Mo Hua is helpless.

This is the disadvantage of lack of knowledge of spiritual cultivation... no, lack of knowledge of spiritual cultivation.

I pretend to understand something I don't understand, but when I meet an "expert", the secret is revealed in just two sentences.

"I just woke up and forgot..."

Mo Hua made an excuse and wanted to cope with it.

But the ram-horned demon sneered: "How can you forget something engraved on the origin?"

The ink painting was exposed, and I was a little "angry".

This ugly ram-horned creature is so shameless!

If you don't let me pretend, then I won't pretend and will kill you directly!

Without saying a word, Mo Hua disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the goat-horned demon and punched the goat-horned demon in the face.

The goat-horned demon crossed his arms to block the punch.

But there were cracks on its arms, and its body couldn't help but retreat, feeling shocked in its heart.

"Why is this kid, the incarnation of spiritual thoughts so powerful?"

"Is he a god?"

Before he could think about it, Mo Hua rushed forward again, unpretentiously, and punched him again.

The goat-horned demon blocks again.

After several rounds of this, Mo Hua received many punches, and the ram-horned demon couldn't help but become furious.

"That's unreasonable!"

For so many years, it has been above all the spirits in the world, but it has never suffered such humiliation. It was treated as a "sandbag" by a little kid? !

The golden evil eyes on the goat-horned demon's forehead suddenly widened.

There was a pale golden marrow on it, flowing all over the demon's body like blood.

The body of the goat-horned demon swelled instantly, and its skin and flesh gradually turned from blood red to pale gold.

The entire body also exudes amazing power.

Mo Hua was shocked, but with the attitude of giving it a try, he punched forward.

The pale golden ram-horned demon smiled contemptuously and slapped the ink painting away with his backhand.

Mo Hua fell to the ground and slid for a while. After stopping, he slowly got up.

His spiritual incarnation is very strong and there are no injuries on his body.

But in a pure "strength" competition, this ram-horned demon is obviously no match for him.

The goat-horned demon looked at the ink painting and said coldly:

"You're a pushover, do you really think I can't kill you?"

Mo Hua sighed, a little helpless.

Although it is fun to be a physical practitioner, it is too tiring, and it is not easy to win when encountering such a tricky situation.

When the ram-horned demon saw the ink painting, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

This kid...has other methods?

What else can he do?

Then he saw Mo Hua and pointed at him from a distance.

The ram-horned demon's pupils shrank, and then he saw that there were light blue water chains wrapped around his body, tightly locking his body with evil thoughts.

"The art of spiritual thought?"

The goat-horned demon frowned, and then with a flash of golden light, he broke free from the water prison technique.

It wanted to rush towards Mo Hua again, but found that red lines had appeared on the bottom of its feet and the flames were intertwined.

"Is this... a formation?!"

The goat-horned demon's eyes were shocked, and he looked at Mo Hua suddenly, and said in a solemn voice:

"You are not a god!"

Mo Hua was slightly stunned.

What does it mean?

If you use a formation, you are not a god?

Gods cannot use formations?

Although confused, Mo Hua was not idle and immediately detonated the Lihuo Formation.

The flames engulfed the goat-horned demon.

After a while, the flames dissipated, and the goat-horned demon revealed his figure. The light golden flesh on his body had cracks.

Although a little embarrassed, the goat-horned demon looked unusually calm.

There was even a hint of a smile at the corner of its mouth.

"In the sea of ​​consciousness, the formation is manifested..."

"I have lived for so many years and have 'eaten' so many cultivators. There are only a handful of cultivators who can manifest the formation in the sea of ​​consciousness."

"I didn't expect that you could achieve this at such a young age..."

"But this level of formation is still not enough."

The forehead of the goat-horned demon began to crack.

The golden evil eye protruded from the forehead, and the tentacles spread into the air, emitting a majestic, irresistible pressure from the gods.

"As long as it is a human, it will be easy..."

"People have awe of the gods, which is engraved in their souls..."

"I will let you experience the true majesty from the origin of the gods."

Then the golden evil eye trembled suddenly, and the golden light in the eye surged.

A powerful Dao Yun containing unknown rules instantly spread.

Mo Hua was shrouded in golden light, and his expression changed drastically.

He struggled as hard as he could, but he seemed to be overwhelmed by the power of the golden light, and his whole body could not move. After a moment, his expression gradually became dull and he lost his resistance.

The goat-horned demon sneered.

A mere human dared to resist the gods?

The golden evil eyes trembled, as if hungry and thirsty.

It wanted to enjoy this rare "sacrifice" that was comparable to the fetus of the gods.

A series of flesh and blood tentacles stretched out from the evil eyes, like a "zongzi", tightly tying up Mo Hua who had lost his resistance.

Then it pulled Mo Hua back and sent him into its huge bloody mouth.

The fangs were sharp, and the huge mouth was like an abyss.

There was even salivation at the corner of the goat-horned demon's mouth.

But just when he was about to put Mo Hua into his mouth.

Mo Hua, who was tied up like a zongzi and had a dull face, suddenly blinked his eyes and smiled cunningly.

The goat-horned demon was startled, and then immediately realized something, and more tentacles swept towards Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's eyes were bright, and he whispered:

"Open!"

Large areas of formations suddenly appeared on the ground.

Lishan Fire Cremation Formation!

These formations crisscrossed and connected with each other to form a huge formation.

The rocks protruded, forming a prison, completely trapping the flesh and blood of the goat-horned demon.

Dense fire exploded, burning the tentacles one by one.

Mo Hua struggled suddenly, broke free from the restraint of the tentacles, and then jumped instantly, jumping onto the forehead of the goat-horned demon, showing an innocent smile to the protruding golden evil eye.

The golden evil eye was terrified.

It exuded a more violent divine power, but Mo Hua was not affected at all.

It wanted to shrink back again, but Mo Hua did not agree at all.

He grabbed the evil eye with his two small hands, as if he had grabbed a "treasure", then gritted his teeth, used all his strength, and desperately pulled it out.

Accompanied by an extremely sharp and piercing cry.

This golden evil eye was pulled out by Mo Hua from the flesh and blood body transformed by the evil thoughts of the goat-horned demon.

Then Mo Hua took the opportunity to jump away.

The Lihuo Fuzhen on the ground exploded completely, burning all the bloody demon flesh and tentacles.

The golden evil eye was caught in Mo Hua's hand, and the whole body trembled.

It is impossible for a human's divine thoughts to be fearless of the majesty of the gods...

It screamed:

"You are not a human!"

"You are not a god either!"

"What on earth are you?!"

Mo Hua looked at the light golden divine eyes and couldn't help licking his lips:

"I am... a person who 'eats' gods!"