Chapter 970: Slaying the Evil

Walk?

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and asked, "Can I bring others with me?"

He also wanted to save Elder Xun and the others.

Huangshan Jun said calmly: "I only have you as a cause and effect, and I can only save you."

He is a god, and gods are indifferent by nature. Whether others live or die has nothing to do with him.

What's more, with his current condition, he has no energy left to save others.

Mo Hua shook his head, "Forget it."

Elder Xun and the others must be saved.

They were here to save themselves, there was no way they could escape and let them die.

And once this nightmare leaves, I'm afraid it will never come back.

This evil fetus will remain in the depths of Gushan forever and become a huge hidden danger. It is not impossible that one day it will suddenly revive and turn the entire Gushan City into hell.

What's more, Mo Hua is not willing to give in.

He had worked so hard on this trip, spent all the effort, and lost a lot of divine marrow. He had not yet obtained the Azure Dragon Formation, he could not get the marrow, and he could not break through the twenty lines. It was a real loss to go back like this.

If he really can't beat him, then that's it, but now that Huangshan Jun still has some consciousness left, Mo Hua gradually has an idea in his mind and doesn't want to give up.

Mo Hua was angry, "This evil fetus has beaten me for so long. It would be unkind to not take revenge. As long as there is the slightest chance, I will not let it go. I will take a bite of the flesh no matter what..."

Huangshan Jun looked at the ink painting and sighed: "If you don't leave, forget it. If you die here, don't blame me."

Mo Hua nodded, thought for a moment and then suddenly said: "Tiger, I may have a way to save you."

"You...save me?" Huangshan Jun's eyes narrowed.

"Yes," Mo Hua nodded, "But we have to wait for the power of the evil fetus to be weaker, or wait for you to be stronger..."

As long as Huangshan Jun is saved, then by joining forces with him, it is possible to kill the evil fetus.

Huangshan Jun shook his head, "You can't save me..."

"How will you know if you don't try?"

"you……"

Before Huangshan Jun finished speaking, the blood on his face began to turn bright red again, and the black blood crawled toward his face like tentacles, and evil thoughts began to flourish.

"The evil fetus has woken up again, you... wish for more blessings."

Then his face suddenly turned ferocious, with a fierce flash in his eyes, a halberd appeared in his right hand, and he charged directly at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua gritted his teeth, transformed into a Lihuo sword, and started killing Xie Fei again.

After a long period of fighting, the power of the evil fetus became weaker, and the tiger's consciousness gradually regained consciousness.

When Mo Hua saw this, he immediately shouted: "Tiger, I am attacking outside, and you are internally consumed. As long as the evil fetus becomes weak, I will have a way to rescue you!"

Huangshan Jun's eyes trembled slightly.

Mo Hua no longer hesitated, and immediately manifested the sword of spiritual thought to kill the evil fetus.

But this time, he only attacked the other side of Huangshanjun, and used the sword of spiritual thought to kill the black blood and rotten flesh that was parasitic on Huangshanjun's body bit by bit.

"Divinity turns into a sword..."

Huangshan Jun looked a little stunned.

Just now, his consciousness was not awake and he couldn't see clearly, but now he saw that this little kid was actually a descendant of the Taixu Sect.

And at a young age, you started learning how to transform your spiritual thoughts into swords?

Thinking of the great master of Taixu Sect who beheaded him back then, Mr. Huangshan felt a little complicated.

"Tiger!" Mo Hua shouted again, "Internal friction!"

Huangshan Jun came back to his senses, suppressed all the past events and karma and grudges in his heart, and began to activate the power of his spiritual thoughts to snatch the control of the evil fetus bit by bit.

In this way, the evil fetus has indeed become weaker.

Although the armor of demonic thoughts is still as hard and its killing blows are still as terrifying, its movements have become much slower, and occasionally they are contradictory and inconsistent.

Like a flesh and blood puppet, driven by instinct and disturbed by Huangshan Jun, it is in constant self-conflict and has many flaws.

Mo Hua's pressure suddenly decreased, his eyes widened, and he immediately stopped being polite and turned from defense to offense. In the forbidden area of ​​​​the back mountain, he used all the sword moves taught to him by Dugu Patriarch. The Five Elements Sword Formation circulated for a while, and the gods The sword of thought is wielded by the ink painting so that it is airtight.

The dense sword light cut through the flesh and blood of the evil fetus.

"Have you hacked to death, hacked to death you..."

Retaliation for retaliation, Mo Hua took out all the anger from the beating he had just received on Xie Fei.

The evil fetus's injuries worsened little by little.

Although a single sword intention caused little damage, the evil fetus' aura gradually weakened little by little as the water penetrated the stone.

Its magic armor is also dimming a little bit.

In addition, Huangshan Jun disintegrated its origin and suppressed its will from the inside.

The evil fetus was attacked by two phases. The evil energy declined and the golden light revived. Finally, the spiritual thoughts of good and evil fought against each other and reached a critical value.

Half of the evil fetus's body is black and red, and half of its body is golden.

Mo Hua seized this opportunity and raised his hands high, trying to gather strength to draw out his sword.

The surging sword intent began to surge.

Huangshan Jun was shocked.

The evil fetus seemed to be aware of the crisis, and immediately went crazy, screaming at the top of his lungs.

Its roar was like the roar of the dead, filled with weirdness, becoming more and more harsh and sharp, even with a hint of the call from the evil god.

Above the temple, dark clouds suddenly filled up.

In the void, a shadow of the altar emerged.

The evil god's throne made of white bones dominates the sky.

The divine power tree gradually opened up, and the chain of cause and effect on the tree spread. Countless demons and evil spirits crawled out from the void along the chain of cause and effect, bowed to the evil fetus, and bared their fangs at the enemies of the evil fetus.

They nourished the evil fetus and protected the evil fetus.

The huge evil thoughts were poured into the body of the evil fetus again.

The breath of the evil fetus began to rise again.

Countless demons climbed down from the divine power tree and fell into the temple, staring at Mo Hua.

Huang Shanjun saw this, with a bitter face, muttered:

"The divine power tree, cause and effect transmission, the evil god has endless demons under his command to support, and it can't be killed at all..."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, "Shanjun, help me drag it..."

Huang Shanjun was stunned, not knowing what Mo Hua was going to do, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that Mo Hua jumped up and directly broke through the tide of demons and climbed towards the divine power tree in the middle.

Ordinary demons are no match for Mo Hua.

The evil fetus was consumed by Huang Shanjun.

Mo Hua's sword energy swept a path.

The scattered demons rushed towards Mo Hua, but were all blown up by Mo Hua's punches and kicks.

In this way, Mo Hua rushed into the sea of ​​demons, one man and one sword, and climbed up to the top of the tree of divine power, and then sat on the throne of the evil god in front of Huang Shanjun and a group of demons.

The hall was silent for a while.

Then the demons roared, and the evil thoughts boiled like a tsunami.

Huang Shanjun looked shocked.

"This kid... actually sat on the throne of the evil god... Really, what a courage!"

The evil fetus was even more furious.

Mo Hua robbed its throne in front of it, what a humiliation and blasphemy!

The evil fetus was so angry that it split open, black blood splattered, and its flesh and blood expanded, turning into a deformed monster, trying to rush forward and eat Mo Hua alive.

Huang Shanjun realized that something was wrong, and immediately used all his strength to control one of the evil fetus's arms, manifesting a golden halberd, and stabbed his right leg with a ruthless heart.

The halberd pierced through the flesh and blood, nailing the evil fetus to the spot.

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

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

He sat on the throne of the evil god, trying to communicate with the tree of divine power and control the power of the evil god.

But before he could finish communicating and control the power, countless wronged souls and evil ghosts rushed towards him.

Most of these wronged souls and evil ghosts were miners who died tragically in Gushan.

They were controlled by the evil fetus and had no choice.

There were more demons rushing in the distance to stop Mo Hua.

Mo Hua exuded a divine aura that shocked these evil spirits. Then he looked at them and asked:

"Don't you want to be free?"

In the dark, cause and effect flow.

Some of the evil spirits that ate Shen Qingsheng's soul eliminated their resentment and became more clear-headed.

They turned around half fearfully and half gratefully, guarding in front of Mo Hua and resisting the attacks of other demons.

After one, there was another.

More and more evil spirits in Gushan began to turn against Mo Hua and stand on his side.

They didn't want to become ghosts either. They also wanted to be freed from this endless nightmare of oppression and slavery.

The evil spirits in Gushan became a "ghost wall" that surrounded Mo Hua in the middle.

And outside, more and more strange-looking demons crawled towards Mo Hua along the tree of divine power.

These demons were evil spirits raised by the evil gods in various places in Qianxuezhou.

Some were cow heads, some were horse faces, some were fish heads, some were wolf bodies, mixed with human remains, deformed and ugly, densely packed, like a tide, impacting the wall formed by the evil spirits of Gushan...

Most of the demons were stopped.

A few broke through the ghost wall and rushed to Mo Hua, but were also 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 his whole body and mind.

Because it was not the first time that Mo Hua was burdened with the cause and effect of the evil fetus of the Dragon King Temple, the tree of divine power did not reject him, but really regarded him as an "evil fetus".

A correct version can be found in the 16-9 book forum!

The tree of divine power gave him the authority of the evil god.

Mo Hua's thoughts became the thoughts of the evil god.

An ancient and evil will descended upon Mo Hua. At that moment, Mo Hua sat on the bone throne, with his back against the divine power tree, and countless evil spirits guarding him. He seemed to have become a real young "evil god" who controlled the power of evil.

Thousands of evil spirits surrendered.

Countless demons hesitated.

The evil fetus roared angrily.

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

He only needed to give an order.

These demons would attack cities and plunder land for him, strangle all powerful enemies in the world of divine thoughts, devour the divine thoughts of all cultivators, and turn the entire Qianxuezhou into a battlefield of evil thoughts and a source of killing.

By then, the Qianxuezhou would be a land of suffering.

And he was the only "true god" who reigned over this world and controlled thousands of evil spirits.

This feeling was so strong that Mo Hua had an impulse to destroy everything and kill everything.

No "human" could resist this temptation.

Fortunately, he was not completely "human". His divine consciousness was 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 desire for power, strength and killing as a human being.

Mo Hua's killing desire gradually cooled down, and his heart of Taoism gradually became clear.

He sat on the white bone throne, holding the tree of divine power, and began to command the demon army to return to the original route and order the remaining demons to kill themselves.

After that, he had a thought and completely cut off the connection between the Gushan Temple and the tree of divine power, and cut off the supply of the Gushan Temple.

The causal chain was broken.

The tide of demons was stopped like a cliff, and the wronged souls and evil spirits dispersed.

The evil spirit in the temple was eliminated.

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, Mo Hua stood up from the white bone throne and looked down at the evil fetus in the center of the temple with murderous intent in his eyes.

"This time, you're dead!"

The evil fetus was angry and roared in a distorted way, but it was useless.

Mo Hua clenched his palms and turned into a broken golden sword, and attacked the evil fetus again.

Huang Shanjun urged his divine thoughts to control the body of the evil fetus.

For the evil fetus, this was a real "external worry and internal trouble".

The tree of divine power was occupied by Mo Hua, the power of the demon was cut off, and the evil fetus fell into a "isolated and helpless" situation.

The seemingly powerful evil fetus became an empty shell with a strong appearance and a weak heart.

After that, it was still a hard fight. Although Mo Hua was scarred, he became more and more courageous, and the golden light on Huang Shanjun's body 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 Huang Shanjun, one on the left and the other on the right, almost occupied half each.

Huang Shanjun wanted to break away, but he was stuck to the flesh and blood of the evil fetus and could not be separated at all, nor could he go any further and control the entire evil body.

The two were in a stalemate.

At this moment, Mo Hua said, "Shan Jun, I'll help you!"

He pointed his finger together, and a golden formation appeared, overlapping and locking Huang Shan Jun and the evil fetus together.

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

Huang Shan Jun's pupils trembled.

A familiar memory from the soul gradually revived.

"This is..."

Taixu Sword of God Slaying? !

The final sword style of Taixu Divine Mind Transformation Sword True Art? !

Isn't this the sword art that only the old monks in Taixu Sect who have comprehended the sword art for hundreds of years can comprehend?

He has learned it at such a young age? !

Huang Shan Jun was a little bit unbelievable for a while.

And he soon discovered that Mo Hua's sword art was different from the one that chopped him that year.

The sword back then contained the ancient and pure Taixu sword intent, the two yin and yang flowed, as vast as the galaxy.

But Mo Hua's sword was too complicated.

There were so many messy things mixed in this sword.

There were formations, sword arts, five elements, Taixu sword intent, and even a trace of ruthlessness and selflessness, which made Huang Shanjun, a god, feel that the law of Tao was strange and mysterious...

"How could it be... the devil?!"

Huang Shanjun was speechless.

The evil fetus was divided between 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 Hua from accumulating this sword.

The sword formation of Duanjin, Guishui, Kaishan, and Lihuo was fused into one.

The ancient Taixu sword intent was mighty.

The devil of cutting off love and cutting myself, cutting off everything, sharpened the sword.

The boundless murderous intent condensed in Mo Hua's hands.

Even the dead evil fetus was terrified.

"Cut!"

When the law circulated, the Taixu God-Slaying Sword was completely condensed, the sword light was dazzling, Mo Hua's eyes were firm, he shouted in a low voice, and then slashed with force.

The five elements circulated, and the Taixu God-Slaying Sword, which was a combination of the formation and the sword, shone brightly, like a river hanging upside down, and slashed down with a bang.

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

Under such an amazing divine sword, the evil fetus at the peak of the third level could not bear it, and its evil god body began to break bit by bit.

The skin and flesh as hard as armor were bitten and strangled by the sword energy over and over again.

The Taixu sword intent was mighty.

If one sword energy could not cut it, then ten, a hundred, or even a thousand.

In addition to the sword energy, there were also the power of the five elements formations such as Broken Gold, Gui Water, and Li Fire, which flowed endlessly.

Once a crack is cut, the Heavenly Demon Dao will take advantage of the opportunity to enter and completely destroy the vitality...

Finally, thousands of sword beams bloomed, and the amazing sword intent swept out, raging like a tsunami, making the entire temple shaky.

When the fluctuations of this shocking sword intent came out, Master Gu and others outside the temple couldn't help but look horrified.

The most shocked was Xun Ziyou.

In particular, the familiar but unfamiliar, powerful and heart-pounding sword intent made his face change drastically and unbelievable.

"Is this... the true art of Taixu Divine Mind Sword?!"

"Is it the Divine Mind Sword Art that has been sealed for hundreds of years in the Taixu Sect and has been listed as a forbidden art?"

"Impossible..."

"Hasn't this sword art been lost?"

"Who is using it?"

"It can't be... Mo Hua, right?"

Xun Ziyou took a breath of cold air and trembled all over.