Chapter 696: Differentiation of Weird Thoughts

"River Temple..."

Mo Hua looked at the bloody temple in the distance, his eyes slightly condensed.

After the ground killing formation was cleared, the subsequent demons continued to attack one after another. Mo Hua set up some more Genshan trapping formations to block them for a moment, covering everyone away from the dojo and resting temporarily in an empty courtyard.

If you stay away from the dojo, you will also stay away from the demon blood refining formation.

Those deformed demons were nourished by the blood refining formation and could not stray too far from the formation, so they no longer pursued them.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Hua's eyes darkened and he looked at one of the Gu family monks. He saw that his face was pale and his brows were furrowed. It was obvious that his consciousness was exhausted.

Just now, the Gu family monk was approached by a demon and his spiritual consciousness was sucked away.

Although the demon was quickly repelled by Mo Hua, part of his consciousness was still absorbed.

"A demon made of flesh and blood can absorb the spiritual consciousness of monks..."

Mo Hua frowned.

This deformed monster is like a zombie, hard to kill and inexhaustible.

It is simply impossible for people like us to destroy them all.

Although these monsters may not be too strong in terms of frontal combat, they can absorb spiritual consciousness, which is very tricky...

No matter how high your cultivation level is, once you fall into a group of demons and are closely entangled by demons who are not afraid of death, and absorb your spiritual consciousness, your spiritual consciousness will soon be exhausted and you will lose consciousness, unable to resist, and become the victim of demons. Bait.

And in the second-level state boundary, such a number of demons is also terrifying.

If it were released, it could almost massacre an entire city.

Ordinary foundation-building monks are no match for them.

Without the means of spiritual defense, even if it is a golden elixir, if caught off guard, the spiritual consciousness may be sucked dry, and then the demon will "gnaw" him to death.

Even most people, if they don't know the characteristics of demons sucking spiritual consciousness, they may die without knowing how they died.

Mo Hua looked solemn, and then sighed softly.

Fortunately, these monsters cannot stay too far away from the blood refining formation, otherwise the consequences will be really disastrous...

Mo Hua looked at the dojo in the distance again, where the deformed demons and heads were clumping together, and he pondered in his heart.

Is this the ‘preaching ground’ of the evil god...

That is the evil god, the real handiwork?

Is this how the evil god's real "preaching" turns out to be? It's so bloody, evil, and inhumane...

What kind of "person" are they who help the evil deeds and preach for evil gods?

Can it still be... counted as a "person"?

Mo Hua's eyes are deep and his expression is cold.

The undercurrent in Qianzhou is a bit too turbulent...

Mo Hua sighed again, patted the Gu family monk and said, "Please take a rest while meditating. Your consciousness has been lost."

The Gu family monk was startled, but did not force it, but said in confusion:

"I don't know what's going on, but my head suddenly hurts badly..."

Mo Hua thought for a while and told them the truth:

"Those demons will suck people's consciousness."

When everyone heard this, their hearts were shocked, but their expressions were a little confused, "Demon? Can you absorb spiritual consciousness?"

Is there such a monster in the world?

Mo Hua was a little helpless.

Most monks who do not cultivate spiritual consciousness really know nothing about the way of spiritual consciousness.

Although Gu An and Gu Quan didn't quite believe it, they also knew that Mo Hua would never lie to them about this kind of thing.

In the vast world of cultivation, there are all kinds of wonders.

However, this was the first time I encountered such a strange thing, so it was not easy to accept it for a while.

Gu An's eyes narrowed slightly and he asked in a low voice: "Little Master Mo, how do you know...that these demons can absorb spiritual consciousness?"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at the ink painting.

Mo Hua thought for a while and then brought out Mr. Xun, the "Taiwan Jinyou":

"I was at Taixu Sect, learning formations from Mr. Xun. Mr. Xun told me these."

Everyone was startled for a moment, and then their expressions suddenly dawned on them.

Mr. Xun...

Although they didn't know who this old Mr.

Knowing some strange things about demons and monsters, it is only natural to warn the disciples.

They looked at the ink painting again.

To be taught by such an old gentleman in person, this young Master Mo must have an extraordinary status.

Either he is extremely talented, or he has an extraordinary background, or he is both.

Everyone looked at Mo Hua with even more respect.

Now it seems that there are many dangers in this fishing village.

The young master with such a distinguished status actually took action personally and went into danger together with them, the Dao Tingsi executive. His courage, strategy, and character were comparable to those of the Changhuai master.

No, it is even better than the young master Changhuai.

After all, Young Master Changhuai had graduated from the sect and had reached the late stages of foundation building before he really started to fight on the front lines in person.

Young Master Mo is only in the early stage of foundation building, and it seems that he has not been afraid of danger and can command well in such a dangerous place not long after entering the sect.

No wonder Young Master Changhuai would give such an important secret order of the Gu family to such a young Young Master.

The status of ink painting in the hearts of these Gu family monks has been raised to a higher level.

After that, everyone continued to rest where they were.

The Gu family monk who had his spiritual consciousness sucked was meditating on the ground to rest. He didn't know how to meditate, so his spiritual consciousness recovered slowly, but it was still better than nothing.

Ink painting has no other choice.

He himself has strong consciousness and recovers quickly, but he can't help others.

The other Gu family monks also took pills and were meditating to heal their injuries.

After the battle with the demon just now, everyone was more or less injured.

The demon's claws carried the demon's aura, and also had a "toxic" similar to corpse poison that had been soaked in the smelly blood for years.

Although it was not as evil as corpse poison, it was necessary to remove the poison as soon as possible.

Mo Hua sat aside, holding his chin, concentrating on thinking about something.

Suddenly, Yu Dahe's face changed drastically, and his emotions also fluctuated strongly.

Mo Hua noticed something and turned his head to see that the two children, Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi, had gradually turned pale, their lips gradually dried, and their blood flowed slower and slower.

Yu Dahe's eyes were red, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Mo Hua's heart tightened, knowing that time was running out.

Either the river god started to eat the "sacrifice", or the two children's souls had been away from their bodies for too long, and their flesh and blood began to decay...

Yu Dahe looked at Mo Hua humbly.

He wanted to ask Mo Hua to save his children.

But when he went to the Taoist temple just now and saw the densely packed demons, and knew that those terrible demons would also absorb spiritual consciousness, he couldn't open his mouth.

They didn't have much friendship, so how could he have the face to beg others to risk their lives to save their children?

Mo Hua sighed in his heart.

These two children must be saved if they can be saved.

And he must go to the River God Temple.

If he doesn't go this time, he may not have the chance next time.

The River God Temple is just behind the Taoist temple.

Mo Hua pondered in his heart.

Since the demons in the Taoist temple can't be killed, he can only find a way to break through the siege and rush through.

If he rushes through...

With Gu An and Gu Quan, who have profound cultivation, leading the way in front, and others covering, he will use the formation to support...

As long as he breaks through and enters the River God Temple, these demons should not dare to chase in.

The only problem is how to prevent the spiritual consciousness from being sucked by the demons...

"I wonder if the spiritual device for calming the spirit is useful."

"Even if it is useful, there are only three of this kind of spiritual devices, and there is no way to protect everyone..."

"Protect the spiritual consciousness..."

Mo Hua's mind moved, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to him:

"Shinto formation..."

Based on his understanding of Shinto formations so far, this formation that focuses on the power of spiritual consciousness can restrain or seal the gods to a certain extent.

Since it can "seal" the power of gods, it means that it can also "seal" the spiritual consciousness of the cultivators?

Use the Shinto formation to seal the sea of ​​consciousness of the cultivators?

If the spiritual consciousness is sealed inside, then naturally, it will not be sucked by demons?

It's like adding a lid to a teapot.

You can't drink the water in the pot through the lid.

Mo Hua feels that his speculation seems to make sense...

But he has to give it a try.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, and then drew the rough Shinto formation pattern that he had just learned on a palm-sized formation paper.

Then he took out a black cloth, wrapped the formation paper, and tied it to the forehead of a man in black.

"Throw him out later and let the demons 'gnaw' him, I'll try the formation..." Mo Hua said lightly.

The man in black had his hands and feet locked and his mouth sealed. He looked at Mo Hua with horror, as if he was looking at a little evil ghost in hell.

Gu An nodded.

Although he didn't know what formation Mo Hua was going to try, he didn't ask, because he wouldn't understand even if he asked.

Gu An picked up the man in black and walked straight to the direction of the dojo regardless of his struggle.

Mo Hua followed behind.

In the center of the dojo, there were a large number of demons gathered, but only a few were wandering around.

Mo Hua glanced around and saw two demons in a corner not far away, with their heads tilted, their hands and feet bent, crawling deformedly.

"There." Mo Hua pointed.

Gu An nodded, followed Mo Hua's order, and threw the man in black over.

The man in black was as white as paper, but he was shackled and unable to struggle. He could only watch as he got closer and closer to the two terrifying demons.

Finally, with a "plop", the man in black landed within a foot of the two demons.

The bait fell from the sky.

The two demons' eyes turned red, and they immediately used their hands and feet to pounce on the man in black.

One demon gnawed the man in black's leg, and the other demon climbed onto his face, facing his forehead, and began to suck.

The black cloth on the man in black's forehead flashed slightly.

The Shinto formation was running, sealing his consciousness firmly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

No matter how hard the demon tried, it couldn't suck out any consciousness.

Just as the demon lost patience and opened its mouth wide, trying to swallow the black-clothed man's head in one gulp, Mo Hua said:

"Alright."

This man is a sacrifice, and he can't die yet.

Gu An obeyed the order, and rushed to the two demons in a flash, kicked one away, turned around and chopped off the other demon's head, and then grabbed the black-clothed man by the collar and rescued him.

The demons in the distance heard the noise and crawled over here.

Mo Hua threw the formation plate to the distance, and threw out two formation flags, detonating the formation and blocking the demons in the distance.

These formation media were all made by Master Gu for Mo Hua.

Mo Hua casually drew some formations to deal with some emergencies.

With the cover of the formation, the two got rid of the demons and returned to the courtyard.

"The formation is useful." Mo Hua said concisely, "I will draw one for each of you later. You can stick it on your forehead and wrap it with black cloth. It can prevent demons from absorbing your spiritual consciousness..."

"After that, I will set up a formation to attract the attention of the demons."

"Others will take the opportunity to rush over in one go. As long as they cross the Taoist temple and enter the River God Temple, they will be safe for the time being."

"Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi will have a glimmer of hope."

"Yes!"

The Gu family monk couldn't help but said in a deep voice.

Yu Dahe was shocked and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. He knelt on the ground with his tall body and kowtowed heavily to the monks present.

...

There are too many demons in the Taoist temple. If you want to get through, you must try to reduce the number of besieging demons.

Mo Hua took out a few little tigers, and painted a little human blood on each little tiger - the blood of the black-clothed man, and inserted a formation flag with a fireworks formation painted on it.

The formation with high lethality is not easy to set up and it takes a lot of time.

Since it is to attract the enemy, the fireworks formation can also be used.

Regardless of the power, the appropriate formation is the strongest formation.

Mo Hua activated the fireworks array and controlled the little tigers to run in all directions.

Several little tigers, with shining flags, ran everywhere.

The array flags kept emitting colorful fireworks all around, which looked very gorgeous in the gloomy fishing village, but also very dazzling.

All the demons were stunned.

The gorgeous fireworks illuminated their ugly faces.

The style of this scene seemed very inconsistent.

But the blood of the people on the array flags and the spiritual power fluctuations of the array still attracted them to chase instinctively.

Many demons chased the little tigers, and the dojo was instantly in chaos.

Mo Hua pointed forward, "Charge!"

So Gu An and Gu Quan led the way in front, Yu Dahe carried his two sons on his back, and other Gu family monks covered them. The two men in black were tied with ropes and dragged at the end to attract the attention of the chasing demons.

The group ran at full speed and rushed to the opposite side.

Soon, some demons noticed Mo Hua and his companions, and with a roar, they rushed towards Mo Hua and his companions, either on all fours or running on two feet.

Everyone's expression was stern, and they knew that a deadly battle was coming.

Gu An shouted in a deep voice: "Don't fall behind!" Then he immediately joined forces with the Gu Quan brothers.

One held a knife in his left hand, and the other held a knife in his right hand. The knife's momentum was coordinated with the left and right, and the knife light merged into one, surging like a running wave, cutting off the approaching demons one by one.

The brothers Gu An and Gu Quan had the same spiritual roots and practiced the same skills.

The knife method was a set of combined attack Taoist methods passed down from the ancestors of the Gu family, called the Twin Chain Knife Method.

This set of knife methods is only medium in power when used by one person, but if the two brothers practice together, the power will be even better, enough to rival the superior Taoist methods.

And because it is a joint attack by two people, the spiritual power consumption will be much less.

Gu An and his companions used the chain knife light to open the way, and they were invincible for a while.

The others provided cover on both sides to resist the demons that were coming to kill them.

Yu Dahe listened to Mo Hua's instructions, carrying the two children on his back, and ran at full speed. Even if a demon jumped in front of him and scratched his arm with its claws, he only looked forward with a firm gaze, without a trace of retreat.

At the end of the team were the two men in black who were being dragged.

A demon had already climbed up their bodies and sucked their faces wildly, but their foreheads were also tied with a divine formation by Mo Hua.

The demons could not suck at all.

And these demons who wanted to suck the divine consciousness also became living targets for Mo Hua's magic.

Mo Hua fired a fireball and blew one away.

As for the two men in black, they were frightened and fainted by the ferocious demons who sucked them wildly on their faces.

In this way, the group rushed forward in the huge dojo and the dense group of demons, breaking through the wind and waves.

The swords were all over the sky, and the magic was flying.

Occasionally, there were also Daotingsi standard talismans that exploded one after another.

Because they were running at high speed, Mo Hua had no time to set up the formation, so he could only respond with fast spells.

Golden Blade Spell, Water Prison Spell, Fireball Spell, Quicksand Spell, Wood Binding Spell...

Various five-element spells flowed non-stop.

Attack, trap, or defend, restricting a group of demons.

There were also demons that approached and wanted to absorb their spiritual consciousness.

But because everyone's foreheads were sealed by Mo Hua with a formation, the demons' most difficult means were not a concern.

In this way, everyone kept rushing forward.

Gu An and Gu Quan killed until they were soft.

Mo Hua frequently cast low-end spells, and his spiritual power was almost exhausted.

Others also gritted their teeth and persisted.

After an unknown period of time, the scene in front of them suddenly became clear, and everyone saw the end of the Taoist temple and the river god temple with flying eaves and golden roof not far away.

The speed of the chasing demons was getting slower and slower.

It seemed that they were approaching the edge of the blood refining formation, so the activities of the demons were gradually restricted.

Everyone was very excited.

The River God Temple was right in front of them, and they were about to rush out.

But after a long and hard battle, the closer it got to the end, the easier it was to relax.

Several Gu family monks breathed a sigh of relief, but with this sigh of relief, their tense mentality was instantly unbalanced, and all the fatigue rolled back.

Due to lack of blood and energy, and blocked spiritual power, the two Gu family monks could not muster up the strength and fell directly to the ground.

Mo Hua's heart sank.

Seeing that several demons behind were catching up, Mo Hua immediately shouted: "Brother Xiao An, Brother Xiao Quan!".

Gu An and Gu Quan immediately stopped in front, jumped back, and carried the two Gu family monks on their backs.

Mo Hua said without question: "You run first!"

Gu An and Gu Quan were worried about Mo Hua, and were stunned for a moment, but subconsciously obeyed Mo Hua's order, carrying two comrades on their backs, and ran forward.

Mo Hua stayed behind, and with a wave of his hand, he instantly crushed several ink bottles, and the spiritual ink splashed all around.

Then his pupils turned black in an instant.

In a hurry, he used all his strength to push the Tianji Guisuan to the extreme, and his spiritual consciousness flowed to the extreme.

Not enough!

Faster!

The strange shadow in Mo Hua's eyes suddenly trembled and turned into two, and then the load of his spiritual consciousness increased rapidly, approaching the limit.

But the demons rushed over, and his spiritual consciousness was still not fast enough...

"Faster..."

Mo Hua gritted his teeth and tried his best to activate the formation.

At this moment, a golden light flashed in Mo Hua's eyes.

The essence of the soul was transformed into the spiritual consciousness, solidifying the sea of ​​consciousness and bearing the load of the strange calculation.

Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness trembled violently, and after twisting, it was one point above the limit, and directly turned into three strange shadows.

One original thought, three strange shadows, four points of spiritual consciousness, controlling the spiritual ink.

Ling Mo was controlled by the divine consciousness, and four threads were separated, moving forward in parallel, and at an unprecedented speed, it instantly condensed into a second-grade sixteen-pattern earth killing array!

Just at this moment, several demons rushed in front of Mo Hua.

The ugly fish face, ferocious fangs, and cold pupils were clearly visible...

They opened their mouths wide at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua was expressionless and whispered:

"Explode!"

The earth killing array was pulled by the divine consciousness and exploded instantly.

The earth shook, and the spiritual power surged, swallowing and strangling these fish monsters in an instant, crushing them into dust.

After killing these demons with the earth killing array, the ghost shadows in Mo Hua's eyes disappeared, and he turned around and walked away, but after a few steps, his spiritual power suddenly stagnated, and the steps of passing water stopped.

Mo Hua's divine consciousness also began to ache violently.

It seemed that in the moment just now, the three-fold differentiation of the trickery and the formation of the formation had consumed his divine consciousness.

Mo Hua's feet went weak and he was about to fall to the ground.

At this moment, Gu Quan, who had returned after saving the people, caught Mo Hua.

Then Gu An also rushed back, and with a sharp knife, he repelled several other demons.

The two of them protected Mo Hua, fighting and retreating, and finally left the range of the blood refining formation and the dojo where the demons were dancing.

The chasing demons wandered at the edge of the dojo, lowered their heads and roared at Mo Hua and others, but did not dare to go out of the boundary.