Chapter 971: God Collapse (Updated for Alliance Leader Q Chai)

Chapter 971 God Collapse (Additional update for Alliance Leader Q Chai~)

The sword light faded away, and all fluctuations ceased.

In the hall of the temple, there was a dead silence, only the slight exhalation of Mo Hua after he had tried his best.

After several fierce battles, this sword of beheading the gods had almost exhausted all his divine thoughts.

In the middle of the hall, the evil fetus was also split into two.

Half was blood red, full of deformed tumors, and the remains of demons were fused. It was a goat-horned monster that looked like a flesh and blood embryo.

The other half was a golden body.

He was wearing golden armor and looked majestic. Although half of his body was cut off, he had the pure breath of a god.

It was Huang Shanjun.

The scene in front of him was also in line with Mo Hua's prediction.

The realm gap between him and this evil fetus was too big. Even if he used the sword of beheading the gods, he might not be able to really kill it completely.

What's more, this was originally a "dead fetus", and it was difficult to define how it was dead.

If he fails to kill, all his efforts will be wasted.

Therefore, Mo Hua can only find another way.

With the sharpness of the Sword of God Slashing, combined with the law of the Heavenly Demon Slashing Love, he can cut off the good and evil, cut open the divine body, and completely separate Huang Shanjun from the evil fetus.

In this way, Huang Shanjun can be saved.

At the same time, the strength of the evil fetus can be greatly weakened.

And Huang Shanjun is his "friend". As long as he is out of the control of the evil fetus, he will naturally be his helper.

In this way, half of the strength of the evil fetus can be used for his own use.

He can also be invincible, and this evil fetus can only be controlled by himself.

And now, Mo Hua's goal has finally been achieved.

Huang Shanjun was finally saved by him.

Huang Shanjun also stared slightly, a little unbelievable.

"It's really... separated..."

On the wound of the divine body, there was a trace of the breath of Slashing My Forgetfulness, which completely isolated all breaths and cut off his connection with the evil fetus.

Is it because of... the Heavenly Demon?

Is this kid a human, a god, or a demon?

How could he possibly cultivate the Way of Heavenly Demons? And how could he possibly learn it...

Huang Shanjun was amazed and puzzled.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, slowly stood up, and said with a smile, "Shanjun..."

Halfway through his words, the smile on Mo Hua's face froze again, and his expression gradually became solemn.

The evil fetus and Huang Shanjun were completely cut off.

Good and evil are clearly distinguished.

But Huang Shanjun, who obviously only had pure divine thoughts, began to ooze blood little by little, and the blood began to turn black little by little, pus and blood turned into blood, and rotten flesh grew, and was polluted little by little.

Mo Hua was silent.

Huang Shanjun looked at all this and didn't seem surprised. He looked up at Mo Hua and sighed softly:

"I told you that you can't save me."

"I am the evil fetus, and the evil fetus is me..."

"Even if I am separated and become a god again, I will still continue to degenerate into the evil god little by little..."

Mo Hua's eyes dimmed a little.

The majestic Huang Shanjun's eyes became gentle, and he looked at Mo Hua with half regret and half gratitude:

"But you did help me...give me the opportunity to end this old feud, defend the dignity of the gods, no longer be humiliated by the Great Desolate Evil God, and free myself from this endless nightmare..."

Mo Hua was startled and slowly raised his head, "Shanjun, you..."

The evil spirit was still spreading, and Huang Shanjun's momentum changed. In the golden light, he turned into the original body of the god, a huge Huang Daxian.

His origin was burning, and the power of supernatural powers surged to the extreme, even to the edge of self-destruction.

Mo Hua understood what Huang Shanjun was going to do, and immediately his heart was shocked and shouted: "Shanjun!"

Huang Shanjun turned around, his narrow eyes stared at Mo Hua, with a determination to die in his eyes, and at the same time there was deep hesitation and hesitation.

He seemed to be struggling with something in his heart.

This matter seemed to be more important than his life and death.

At last, he looked at Mo Hua deeply, his eyes were complicated, with helpless trust and the only hope.

"What's your name?"

Mo Hua was startled and said, "Mo Hua."

Huang Shanjun nodded and said solemnly, "If we are really friends, I ask you for one thing..."

"Take my..." Huang Shanjun paused, "...leave Gushan."

Mo Hua was stunned, he didn't understand what Huang Shanjun was saying at all.

"Shanjun, what..."

But Huang Shanjun no longer said anything, but waved his claws, driving the majestic power of divine thoughts, and slapped Mo Hua away with a slap.

Huang Shanjun, who showed his true form, was extremely powerful.

Mo Hua couldn't resist this force at all. He was carried by this divine power and flew out of the hall and landed gently on the ground.

After sending Mo Hua out of the hall, Huang Shanjun looked up to the sky and roared, and the divine power of the third grade peak began to boil, and finally manifested into mountains.

These peaks were completely condensed by divine power, shining with golden light, as if they were real, completely sealing the entire hall.

Divine power, burying the mountain.

Divine power began to collapse, and the divine mountain began to collapse.

For a moment, it was like a landslide, and a roar sounded.

This amazing power actually contained a trace of the law of "collapse", which made Mo Hua feel palpitating.

It was like the collapse of the formation.

But this collapse was not the formation, not the spiritual power, but the divine thought.

Huang Shanjun used his divine power to collapse his own third-grade divine thought from the most fundamental point, producing a lethality that even Mo Hua felt terrified.

If this power explodes, the entire nightmare will turn into ashes and everyone will die.

But just like the disintegration of the formation, the stronger the force, the more convergent it becomes.

In order not to harm Mo Hua, Huangshan Jun also deliberately limited the disintegrating power of his spiritual thoughts to the main hall.

The entire hall was filled with the destructive power of annihilation.

For a moment, Mo Hua even saw the changes in the way of heaven that turned into dark laws after the power of thought collapsed.

In his eyes, the magnificent but terrifying "God-destroying" flower was reflected.

But only for this moment.

Soon, the majestic and violent backflow of spiritual thoughts filled the entire hall.

Then, everything disappeared without a trace and returned to nothingness.

All the breath has disappeared.

The panic in Mo Hua's heart had just subsided. He hesitated for a moment and slowly stepped into the temple. Then he saw that after several fierce battles, the originally crumbling temple was completely in ruins.

Large swaths of the splendid walls were disintegrated into ashes.

There is also a huge pit on the ground.

Beyond that, there is nothing, everything dies, everything is obliterated.

The evil fetus is gone, and so is the Huangshan Lord.

The Guhuang Mountain God, the peak third-level Huangshan Lord, died together with the evil fetus.

"Tiger, dead..."

Mo Hua felt slightly sour in his heart.

Suddenly the cause and effect energy trembled.

Mo Hua was startled, let go of his consciousness, and scanned the temple again, only to find a faint golden light in the middle of the hall.

Mo Hua took a closer look and slowly opened his eyes.

Divine essence!

This is a wisp of pure golden, third-grade divine essence!

"Tiger?"

Mo Hua felt it and sighed, feeling a little regretful.

This is pure divine essence without any trace of will.

The tiger is completely dead.

This golden essence is more like... a "gift" left to me by the tiger.

This is the pure golden third-grade divine essence.

It is much purer and more precious than the previous divine marrow.

Ink painting can even sense an opportunity for spiritual consciousness to break through the twenty lines.

Mo Hua was grateful, but also a little confused.

"Tiger treats me so well, does he... want me to do something?"

Mo Hua remembered the tiger's last words again:

"If we are really friends...take mine...and leave the Lonely Mountain."

What to bring?

Divine essence?

It's possible...

But Mo Hua felt that something was not right. Somehow, he always felt that this essence was specially reserved for him by Huangshan Jun.

Because the essence that comes to your mouth cannot be let go.

It is impossible for Huangshan Jun not to understand how powerful the temptation of divine marrow is to gods and even god-like existences.

What's more, looking at Huangshan Jun's troubled expression at that time, it was obvious that what he said was a more important request...

He didn't even dare to say it.

"What could it be?"

Mo Hua frowned, confused for a moment.

He thought about it for a moment, and suddenly his head trembled, a stone fell down, cracked into threads, and there were slight cracks on the ground.

"not good……"

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Mo Hua suddenly realized that the evil fetus had died and the nightmare began to collapse.

"Elder Xun..."

Mo Hua quickly stood up, wanting to see how Elder Xun and the others were doing, and whether they had been affected, but as soon as he took a step, a huge repulsive force came, and the space split open, forming a virtual and real vortex, which completely pulled Mo Hua inside.

The evil fetus is the center of the nightmare.

As soon as the evil fetus died, the entire nightmare began to collapse from the temple.

Mo Hua bore the brunt and was sent away first.

After the ink painting disappeared, the dream was still collapsing little by little.

In the corner of the main hall, where no one noticed, not even the ink painting noticed, half of the dragon bone still remained.

On the keel, there remains a wisp of the disintegrating power of divine thoughts.

This disintegrating force disintegrated the dragon's bones bit by bit.

The dragon energy on the keel is also resisting this destructive force.

Suddenly the keel trembled, revealing an eye. This eye was cloudy and old, and it was the second elder's eye.

He took a deep look at the place where the ink painting disappeared, and muttered the name in his mouth:

"Ink painting..."

Then the dragon energy dissipated and the dragon bones completely disintegrated.

But before the keel disintegrated, the dream collapsed first. The residual thoughts of the second elder that were parasitic on the keel also left the nightmare and drifted to who knows where...

…

Ganxue state boundaries.

Qian Dao Sect.

At the same time that the evil fetus died, a layer of evil and hazy mist of cause and effect dissipated.

The ancestor of the Shen family, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, covered his chest, and felt palpitations in his heart for no reason.

"what happened……"

The ancestor of the Shen family frowned and counted with his fingers. His expression immediately changed drastically and he called out: "Here comes someone!"

A close elder of the Shen family came in and said, "Ancestor."

"Quickly," the ancestor of the Shen family said in a trembling voice, "go to Gushan and eliminate the consequences of your karma..."

A close elder of the Shen family was startled and said in a low voice: "Ancestor, the movement is too big, I'm afraid it will cause other families to notice..."

"I can't care about so much anymore, go quickly!" The ancestor of the Shen family scolded, "Send all the people who can adjust it and use fire magic, fire talismans, and fire arrays to burn all those things..."

It was the first time for Elder Shen to see his ancestor be so rude. He immediately felt a chill in his heart and realized that the problem might be more serious than he thought.

"Yes!" Elder Shen raised his hand and hurriedly retreated.

The Shen family ancestor sat there with a frown on his face, still feeling uneasy.

"How could it be leaked..."

"Also, where did this ancient evil spirit come from? Who is it... How could it be hidden from me..."

...

At the same time when the Shen family ancestor was shocked.

Taixu Sect, Elder Residence.

Mr. Xun, who was fiddling with the compass and recording something, was also startled.

He put the current calculation of the compass back to its place, and then deduced the direction of Gushan. His expression suddenly changed, and he pinched a sword talisman and sent it out.

Soon, Xun Zixian came over and said respectfully:

"Ancestor."

Mr. Xun said in a deep voice: "There is no time to lose, you take some elders of the sect and go to Gushan immediately."

"Gushan?"

"There... a great cause and effect has emerged," Mr. Xun said solemnly, "and... the ink painting is also there."

Xun Zixian's heart trembled, and he nodded immediately:

"Okay!"

...

Not only the ancestors of Qiandao Sect and Taixu Sect, but also some ancestors of other major families and major sects have noticed the abnormality.

"There is something strange in the northwest..."

"Shen's territory?"

"Send someone there..."

"Don't alert the enemy, don't alarm the Shen family..."

"Find out as much information as you can..."

"This old fox also has his moments of failure..."

"See if you can catch some clues..."

"If you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet..."

"...Find a way to get a bite of the fat meat."

News came out from the top leaders of the noble families and sects, and groups of cultivators, either openly or secretly, pretending to be unintentional, or intentionally gathered towards Gushan...

The situation changed, and undercurrents began to surge.

...

Gushan, in the temple.

Mo Hua woke up in a daze, unable to open his eyes for a while, with a little tinnitus. In the hazy air, he heard someone mumbling, and the sound of a blade cutting flesh and blood.

"The royal descendants of the Great Wilderness..."

"...What's so great about it...After all, you are just a puppet of the Lord God, a higher-level slave..."

"Your only use is your bloodline."

"...The royal bloodline is the foundation of the Great Wilderness Dragon."

"Now, this dragon pattern has been developed and will usher in its new owner, and you...are not worthy, you will follow your ambition and be buried forever at the bottom of this lonely mountain..."

...

This voice is hoarse like a beast, not like a human voice.

Mo Hua tried his best to open his eyes, and could vaguely see a blurry figure, and then his vision gradually became clear.

He saw the scene in front of him.

A pale-skinned, distorted human demon was peeling Shen Tu Ao's skin.

This scene was bloody.

What surprised Mo Hua even more was that the top of the pale human demon's head, at some point, revealed another human head.

This human head was not a real thing, but a bloody shadow.

The face is gentle, but with a hint of madness, the temperament is elegant, but with a hint of tyranny.

Although he has never seen this face, through the bond of cause and effect, Mo Hua intuitively guessed his identity at the first time:

Mr. Tu!

This pale human demon is actually Mr. Tu's flesh and blood puppet!

At the same time that Mo Hua opened his eyes, "Mr. Tu" who was parasitic on the human demon also noticed something unusual.

It held the sacrificial knife in its right hand and the unpeeled human skin in its left hand. It turned its head grimly and looked at Mo Hua, with confusion in its ferocious pupils.

"You...are not dead?"

"Impossible...you have entered the nightmare of the Lord God, it is impossible for you not to die, it is impossible for you to escape..."

"The Lord God..."

"Mr. Tu" felt it in his heart, and then his whole expression changed, becoming extremely terrified:

"Where is the Lord God?!"

"Why is my Lord... gone?!"

His eyes suddenly became extremely ferocious, staring at Mo Hua, screaming at the top of his lungs:

"What did you do?"

"Quick! Tell me!"

"Where is my Lord's divine fetus?!"

"Why is it gone?!!"