Chapter 987 The Power of Slaying God

In the Demon Refining Mountain, smoke and dust were everywhere.

A young man was running in front, like a stunning water light between heaven and earth, light and slender.

Behind him, there was a black dust storm.

The powerful, sturdy, hill-like third-grade golden elixir black pig demon swept with blood like waves and black demonic energy like dust storms, plowing all the trees and rocks in front, smelling the sweet smell of human flesh, and chasing Mo Hua.

For a time, the demon was powerful and the scene was spectacular.

The beasts scattered and the birds flew away in fright.

Xun Ziyou followed behind, holding the Taixu Sword in his hand, and wanted to draw the sword several times to kill the pig demon.

But after thinking about it, he still held back.

Once he made a move, he would be exposed.

The ancestor meant to let Mo Hua sharpen as much as possible on the premise of ensuring Mo Hua's safety.

The sharpness of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

If he keeps protecting Mo Hua and doesn't let him take any risks, he won't be able to grow.

It's too early to take action now.

What's more, the situation has not really reached the point of desperation.

Although the third-grade black pig monster is terrible and powerful, every charge is extremely dangerous.

But Mo Hua relies on his extremely exquisite body skills, dodging and moving like flowing water, as graceful as a startled wild goose, as if dancing on a hanging wire. Every time at the critical moment, he can turn danger into safety and cope with it.

Xun Ziyou was shocked and admired: "Mo Hua's body skills are really exquisite. I don't know where he learned them from..."

But he knew that this situation would definitely not continue.

After all, Mo Hua is only at the foundation building stage, and his spiritual power is also low. Facing this third-grade golden elixir pig monster with heavy demonic power, he will be exhausted sooner or later.

In such a fierce, dangerous, and oppressive pursuit, once he is exhausted, it's over.

Even if he felt tired or nervous, and made a mistake in his movements, it would be dangerous.

And Mo Hua escaped from the mouth of the black pig demon many times, which aroused the ferocity of this evil beast.

The black pig demon gradually became furious, and its demon power was still getting stronger and faster.

Xun Ziyou clenched the sword in his hand and was very alert.

And Mo Hua did feel more and more exhausted.

The black pig demon in the third-grade Jindan realm was too oppressive. The surging demon power and black demon aura were like waves.

And Mo Hua was like a small boat in the waves, drifting with the waves.

But this dead pig chased him desperately.

Mo Hua escaped for a long time, but still couldn't get rid of it, so he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

He looked back with the corner of his eye and happened to see the black pig demon, with a pair of pig eyes as big as lanterns and as big as copper bells.

The eyes were fixed on Mo Hua.

Mo Hua couldn't help but feel a little impulsive, but he suppressed it.

The black pig demon was too strong, so he couldn't take risks.

The most urgent thing was to get rid of the third-grade pig demon and not get too entangled.

Mo Hua continued to flee.

But the more he fled, the angrier the black pig demon became.

Such a ferocious monster, relying on its demonic power to crush, never took any effort to hunt.

Mo Hua let it chase him for so long, which had already aroused its killing nature.

Next, the black pig demon kept chasing him, and his body became faster and faster, his demonic aura became stronger and stronger, and the fierce light in his eyes became stronger and stronger, as if he would never give up until he ate Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's back was covered with cold sweat, and he felt more and more exhausted.

At the same time, his anger was getting stronger and stronger.

After a while, Mo Hua suddenly calmed down.

He looked back at the third-grade black pig demon, his expression was cold, and there was a hint of killing intent in his eyes.

After chasing for a while, they arrived at a mountain swamp.

Mo Hua's figure flashed like water light, and the shadow turned into heavy water mist.

Three water shadows were separated at once.

The black pig demon was confused for a while and lost his target. He rushed towards a water shadow and smashed it to pieces.

After the water shadow was shattered, a mountain wall was exposed.

The black pig demon, including his head, face, and half of his body, directly crashed into it and fell into the mountain wall.

There was a rumbling sound, like a landslide.

After falling into the mountain wall, the black pig demon kept struggling.

But its body was fat and it was difficult to turn around. It struggled for a long time before it broke free, with a gray face and bloody eyes.

This third-grade black pig demon was obviously on the verge of "rage".

It exhaled fishy smells, breathed demonic winds, and its eyes were full of bloodshot.

The hideous and ugly pig nose trembled, and soon it smelled the scent of Mo Hua again. Immediately, its cruel eyes fixed and looked to the right.

Mo Hua was standing in a mountain forest not far away.

The surrounding mountains and forests were dense, the water vapor was moist, and the streams were gurgling.

He did not run, but just stood there, silently looking at the huge third-grade pig demon in front of him.

A thin cultivator with a weak realm looked directly at a powerful monster with a huge body and surging black energy.

This was a naked provocation.

The black pig demon roared in anger.

This roar was like the howl of a ghost in purgatory, the wailing of a fierce ghost, piercing the eardrum and shaking Lin Yue.

Then the blood and qi shook, and the demonic energy swept.

The black pig demon rushed towards Mo Hua with a dark demonic wind.

But just halfway through, water suddenly surged on the ground, dissolving the mud and rocks, and turned into a large mountain swamp.

The mountain swamp turned into a swamp, and the ground was muddy.

The ground suddenly collapsed, and the huge body of the black pig demon immediately fell into the quagmire, and the mud and rocks flowed, sinking deeper and deeper.

The black pig demon struggled desperately, and the demon power was shaking, and the mud and rocks were shaken all over the sky.

But the quagmire was very deep, and the formations around it were also very sophisticated.

It seemed that the pig demon could not get out in less than 20 or 30 breaths.

And in this kind of life and death pursuit, 20 or 30 breaths can already determine life and death. It was enough for Mo Hua to escape.

Xun Ziyou slowly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded secretly.

Mo Hua's formations were becoming more and more sophisticated.

It was not simply relying on the power of the formation, but through the formation, the power of the Eight Diagrams was derived, which was used to change the terrain, and the power of heaven and earth was used to trap this third-grade monster and seek a chance to escape.

In a short period of time, he could think of these things, and implemented them without any error.

This child really has a nearly demonic aptitude and understanding for the formation.

No wonder outsiders call him "the little monster of Taixu Sect".

"In this way, he can escape from this third-grade pig monster by his own ability without having to do anything himself..."

Xun Ziyou was relieved, but after a while, he found that Mo Hua had trapped the pig monster with a formation, but he did not escape, but stood quietly in the same place, pointing his eyebrows.

Xun Ziyou was startled and frowned.

What does it mean?

What is this kid doing?

Run away quickly!

After a while, this pig monster should break free from the swamp formation.

Time is precious. Such a good opportunity, why don't you take the opportunity to escape? What are you thinking about?

Xun Ziyou frowned and stared at Mo Hua for a while. Suddenly, he was shocked and an absurd guess came to his mind:

This kid, he wouldn't want to... kill this pig monster?

No way...

He just built his foundation, and he wanted to kill a third-grade Jindan realm monster alone? !

Is he... crazy? !

Who gave him the courage? !

Even if the ancestors of the Taixu Sect bless him, even if the ancestral tombs of the Taixu Sect are on fire and smoke is rising, it can't stop him from risking his life like this!

Xun Ziyou's heart suddenly shrank, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

At the same time, the two front hooves of the third-grade black pig demon had already struggled out of the mud and climbed on the shore.

A hideous huge pig head also emerged from the mud.

Xun Ziyou was frightened and immediately stopped hesitating. He silently used the sword formula and drew out the sword.

But the next moment, a strange sword intent came, and Xun Ziyou's heart suddenly trembled, and he turned his head in disbelief.

In the mountains and forests, the powerful pig demon broke free from the mud.

The weak Mo Hua was confronting the pig demon.

He pointed at his eyebrows.

It seemed ordinary, but in just a moment, a powerful sword intent that was far beyond the foundation-building realm and incredibly sharp burst out from his thin body.

As his mind whistled, it seemed as if a surging sword intent storm had been set off.

As the sword intent rose, Mo Hua's eyes became more and more brilliant.

The pure golden light was extremely condensed, and the sword light was flowing and extremely sharp.

And his fingertips, lingering with a wisp of spiritual power, touched his eyebrows, connecting the wall of reality and illusion, and the powerful Taixu sword intent was drawn out little by little.

The amazing edge was revealed in the world little by little...

Sensing this ancient and profound sword intent, Xun Ziyou opened his mouth wide, and felt suffocated for a moment, and his heart stopped suddenly.

As if sensing the crisis, the pig demon's roar became more and more shrill.

Its blood was completely boiling, and its demonic energy was as dark as ink. As its demonic power was surging, it suddenly jumped and got out of the quagmire.

Then, regardless of everything, he rushed towards Mo Hua, as if he wanted to kill this hidden danger in the cradle and swallow it into his stomach.

At this moment, Mo Hua's eyes condensed, and he pointed a finger, and a faint sword light was pulled out from his fingertips.

This sword light was extremely bright.

It was an existence composed of divine thoughts.

Moreover, it was an existence that was integrated with the essence of the gods and was pure gold, transcending the divine consciousness of ordinary cultivators.

Even Xun Ziyou, who was in the late Jindan stage, could only see a vague sword shadow, and the occasional sword intent that was as colorful as golden glass.

The black pig demon stared at Mo Hua with ferocious eyes, carrying the black wind.

Mo Hua's eyes were cold, and he pointed a finger.

The Taixu Zhanshen Sword came out of his body.

The huge sword shadow broke through the air and arrived in an instant, directly piercing into the pig demon's ferocious eyes like copper bells.

The eyes are the window of divine consciousness.

The powerful sword intent penetrated the flesh and blood window and directly cut into the pig demon's demon consciousness.

Like iron cutting clay sculptures.

The shrill and painful howl was extremely piercing and instantly resounded throughout the mountain.

Then the screams stopped abruptly.

No one knew what happened to the pig demon's sea of ​​consciousness.

It was as if the King of Hell called his name and the impermanence demanded his life.

The black pig demon's life suddenly disappeared.

No one was wrong. One sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

Its copper bell-like cruel eyes, in just a few breaths, were completely dim.

Its body, without the support of will, became a huge flesh and blood, and its limbs collapsed on the ground, but it maintained inertia and slid towards Mo Hua.

The ground formation lit up, and stone spikes, like long spears, blocked the body of the black pig demon.

The stone spikes shattered one by one, and the speed of the black pig demon became slower and slower, and finally stopped in front of Mo Hua.

Its eyes were still fixed on the ink painting.

But its demon consciousness was completely annihilated, and it was completely lifeless.

Mo Hua stood quietly in the same place, his thin figure was as solid as a mountain.

The black pig demon's head and limbs were on the ground, with only flesh and blood left. His body, which was as big as a hill, seemed to be humbly surrendering.

There was silence all around.

In the woods in the distance.

Xun Ziyou still maintained the posture of drawing his sword, and his whole body was like a clay sculpture, motionless, but his heart was full of turmoil.

...Dead? !

A third-grade Jindan demon beast died in the hands of Mo Hua? !

Mo Hua, who was in the foundation-building realm, killed a third-grade Jindan demon beast by himself? !

Xun Ziyou's mind was greatly shocked, his hands began to tremble, and for a moment he could hardly believe his eyes.

Even if he saw it with his own eyes, he still felt it was absurd.

For a moment, he even began to doubt whether he was still in the nightmare of the evil fetus of Gushan.

Everything he saw was a dream...

Otherwise, such a thing that was out of this world would never happen...

It was almost impossible to kill a Jindan while building a foundation.

Not to mention, the one killed was a Jindan realm monster that was more powerful than the cultivator.

And the one who killed this Jindan realm monster was Mo Hua, who had weak blood and low spiritual power and was not known for his cultivation.

He didn't even use the formation.

Those formations were only used to contain and control.

He really, relying on his own strength, relying on the unfathomable sword tactics and Taoism he practiced, and relying on his own strength, killed the third-grade monster in a head-on confrontation! !

Xun Ziyou was shocked.

What kind of powerful Taoism is this?

What kind of powerful force is it?

...

On the other side, the pig monster died.

Mo Hua came back to his senses and looked at the huge corpse in front of him, and he was more or less surprised.

Just... dead?

"I used my divine thoughts to transform into a sword and killed a... third-grade Jindan-level pig demon?"

Mo Hua looked at his white and soft palms, and he couldn't believe it.

This was only one-tenth of his divine thoughts.

The killing power of the Sword of God-Slaying was only one-tenth of his full power due to the various constraints between reality and illusion.

Even so, this powerful third-grade pig demon was undoubtedly killed by his sword.

Mo Hua took a breath of cold air.

If one day, he could really fuse the wall of reality and illusion and release the Sword of God-Slaying completely and 100% into reality...

How terrible would this sword be?

What realm of cultivators or monsters could it kill?

Mo Hua simply didn't dare to think about it.

He was shocked for a while, and then he remembered that making such a big noise would definitely attract attention.

The most urgent thing is to find a way to "clean up the mess", otherwise it would be difficult to explain.

But how to clean up the mess?

Who to find to clean up the mess?

Mo Hua looked at the third-grade Jindan pig demon in front of him, which was as big as a small mountain, with a pair of dead pig eyes, and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, he took out the Taixu Order and sent a letter to Xun Ziyou:

"Elder Xun, come quickly! I picked up a dead pig!"

Xun Ziyou, who was far away, glanced at the Taixu Order, and his expression instantly became extremely wonderful:

"..."

Picking up a dead pig...

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have almost believed it.

Xun Ziyou suppressed the chaotic emotions in his heart, thought about it, and sent a letter to Mo Hua: "Where is it?"

Mo Hua looked around and reported a location.

Xun Ziyou said: "Okay, I'll go there now."

Mo Hua: "Yeah."

Xun Ziyou then secretly ran to the foot of the mountain, walked around a few times by himself, estimated that the time was about right, and then pretended to rush over in a hurry.

As soon as he arrived at the scene, Xun Ziyou looked "shocked":

"Third-grade pig demon?"

Mo Hua nodded.

"How did it die?" Xun Ziyou asked.

Mo Hua shook his head and said, "I'm not sure. I just came here and saw this pig dead here. It's so big."

"I guess it was either killed by someone or it got a sudden illness and crashed into a tree and died."

"It crashed into a tree and died..."

"Pigs are stupid and can't turn, so they crashed to death."

"..."

Xun Ziyou has no temper at all.

This kid, now he talks nonsense without reason.

Xun Ziyou looked around and saw that all the traces of the formations around him had been erased, so he nodded slightly.

It's good to know how to erase all traces of the formation, and it saves me trouble...

"Okay, I know," Xun Ziyou nodded, "This Demon Refining Mountain is not safe, you go back first, I'll take care of this third-grade pig demon."

Seeing that Elder Xun didn't ask any more questions, Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, but after thinking about it, he asked again: "Elder, will this third-grade pig demon also be counted as merit?"

Although he has a lot of merit now, it's enough for the time being, but merit is something, the more the better.

What's more, this is still a third-grade pig demon. If he doesn't exchange some merit, Mo Hua will feel really bad.

Elder Xun looked at Mo Hua silently and sighed:

"Luck is also part of strength. Since you 'picked it up', it naturally counts as your merit."

Mo Hua was relieved and smiled: "Thank you Elder Xun!"

Elder Xun said: "Go back."

"Yeah."

Mo Hua bowed and said goodbye. Everything after that was left to Elder Xun Ziyou.

After Mo Hua left, Xun Ziyou was silent for a moment, then slowly approached the black pig monster.

Looking at the almost intact body of the pig demon and the empty and lifeless eyes of the demonic consciousness, Xunziyou couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, then his eyes trembled, and in an incredible voice, he whispered the almost annihilated words. name:

"Taixu...the true secret of transforming spiritual thoughts into swords..."

These few words seemed to have an amazing magic power, which made Xun Ziyou fascinated and frightened at the same time.

He sighed, took out his sword, and with the light of the sword, he cut open the pig's skin, minced the flesh and blood, and pierced the heart of the pig demon.

The originally intact pig demon was instantly covered with sword marks.

Xun Ziyou then used a summons to summon people to come over and deal with the body of this huge third-grade pig demon.

…

On the other side, Mo Hua returned to Taixumen and sat in the disciple room, still feeling ups and downs.

The scene of killing the pig demon is still vivid in his mind.

The power of the God-Slaying Out-of-body Body still frightened him a little.

He couldn't help but look at his hands, stunned.

In his own hand, he holds the secret to kill the golden elixir...

This is the foundation of divine knowledge and enlightenment, coupled with the true power of the divine sword-turning art.

A feeling of control gradually spread throughout Mo Hua's body.

He studied in the Qianxue State Realm for eight years, practicing day and night, honing the formations, swallowing evil spirits, integrating into the divine marrow, and laying the foundation of Shinto.

In addition, practicing swordsmanship and mastering the method of transforming spiritual thoughts into swords step by step.

The sand gathers to form a tower, and the water drips through the stone.

Now, his way of spiritual thought can finally show its edge.

Mo Hua holds his palms empty and his eyes are sharp.

The divine thought forms the elixir and turns the sword into success!

From then on, his consciousness line was a "death line".

Regardless of whether it is a human, a monster, or a devil, as long as his sword is allowed to leave the body and penetrate into the opposite sea of ​​consciousness, it will ignore all flesh and blood, spiritual power or demonic power, annihilate its spiritual thoughts, and wipe out its life.

And he finally took the first step to become a powerful "Shinto monk".

Use your powerful spiritual thoughts to control the life and death of others!