Chapter 860: Melting Fetus
The sword blade pierced the head, and the golden light gradually dispersed, splitting apart the evil infant, which was pitch black, mixed with evil energy, black blood, and filthy like amniotic fluid.
It was shocked, angry, horrified, but helpless.
The shock of the Jingshen Sword still existed, and it could not break away from Mo Hua's hands that strangled his throat. The amazing sword intent condensed in the form of a sword penetrated deeply into its head, and the sword energy strangled it.
"You...damn..."
The Evil Infant's voice was full of shrill screams.
Mo Hua was indifferent, but instead circulated all the spiritual thoughts in his body, condensed stronger sword intent, and poured it all into the sword of spiritual thoughts.
The embryo of the evil god has an innate memory and cannot be allowed to grow.
Therefore, we must seize the opportunity, use all our killing moves, and use thunder to kill him completely.
Sword energy and black energy are intertwined.
After an unknown stalemate for how long, the evil infant finally lost its mind. It looked dazed, its pupils were dilated, and it no longer struggled. The black blood on its body also dried up bit by bit, and its evil energy was wiped out bit by bit by the light of the sword.
Eventually, it completely dissipated.
Mo Hua frowned and let go of his consciousness to sense the surroundings. He didn't find any strange aura, so he felt relieved.
But at the same time, he also had some doubts in his heart.
"Is he dead now?"
"Both body and soul were destroyed, not even ashes were left?"
Mo Hua shook his head:
"He's evil and has goat's horns. I thought he was some kind of powerful enemy, but it turns out he's just this kind of thing, a fledgling lamb..."
Mo Hua snorted coldly, a little disdainfully.
But he only talked about it, but he knew very well in his heart that the strength of this evil infant was the strongest evil thought body he had ever encountered.
The soul is strange and powerful, with a gifted inheritance.
If it is really allowed to grow for a while, until it matures and completes its transformation, it is really hard to say whether it will win or lose.
And even now, he has strangled this "evil baby" in the cradle, but he has also paid a lot of price.
The soul's injuries worsened.
His spiritual consciousness was almost exhausted.
If it weren't for the re-formation of the divine mind, and the two sword moves of the divine mind-turned-sword-shaking style and the sword-turning style, he would have kept it in his hand as a trump card, and used it together at the critical moment to reverse the situation.
I'm afraid that even if the oil runs out and the lamp dries up, we may not be able to kill this evil baby with ram's horns.
After the hard fight, his soul began to feel a dull pain again, and his spiritual thoughts were also a little weak.
Mo Hua frowned.
"I need to take a rest first..."
Mo Hua murmured, and then directly cut off the connection with the Tree of Divine Power. His spiritual thoughts left the altar and returned to his sea of consciousness.
After arriving in his own sea of consciousness, there was no longer any trouble from evil spirits. Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to calm down and meditate.
In the sea of consciousness, the ink painting holds its breath and calms the mind, sitting quietly.
As he focused on nothing else, closed his eyes and meditated peacefully, his chaotic and unstable soul gradually calmed down, and his over-exhausted spiritual thoughts also recovered little by little.
But in a corner where no one is paying attention.
A trace of black energy is also gradually growing.
This black energy is very obscure, but it is also full of strong evil thoughts. It was born from nothingness, revived little by little, grew stronger little by little, and finally condensed together and turned into a dark ram-horned demon snake. From behind the ink painting, it opened and flowed. With a big mouth full of black blood, he bit it down suddenly.
But before it could bite, a white and tender hand had already grasped its neck.
At some point, Mo Hua opened his eyes and looked at it curiously.
The black snake with ram's horns struggled on its own.
The palm of the ink painting is like an iron pliers, motionless.
In the end, the black energy dissipated, escaped from Mo Hua's hand, regrouped in the distance, and turned into the ugly and weird evil baby that was completely black and had goat's horns.
It looked at the ink painting with vicious eyes and said in a gloomy voice:
"You know I'm possessed by you?"
Mo Hua remained silent.
He did know that this evil infant was possessed by him.
Just now, in his perception, the evil infant was indeed killed by him, his soul was extinguished, and there was no trace of breath left.
But Mo Hua knew that things were never that simple.
He has fought against evil gods so many times, and some incarnations of divine skeletons are still very difficult to deal with, not to mention this "divine fetus" with a stronger original aura.
It cannot be killed by oneself and it will die.
But Mo Hua was a little confused.
This evil baby has attached itself to his body...but where exactly is it attached?
He went back and forth just now, sensing it many times, but he didn't detect even a trace of the evil god's aura.
If this is the case, then the evil god's hidden ability is truly terrifying...
It is estimated that there are not many monks of the same realm in this world who can withstand the "infiltration" of the evil god...
The expression in the ink painting is a bit serious.
The evil infant didn't know what the ink painting was meditating on, so he ignored it and became a little sullen. However, after a moment, it smiled coldly:
"Condensing formations out of thin air, converting spiritual thoughts into sword tactics... In my inherited memory, you are indeed the most powerful among all low-level Shinto beings."
"Even some second-grade gods who are born according to the principles of heaven and earth are far inferior to you."
"I am an evil god. I pollute and corrupt some gods who are not good at killing. It is effortless. But you, I have to admit that with my ability that has not yet awakened, I really can't kill you."
"This is my recognition of you. You are proud of yourself."
Mo Hua curled his lips and dismissed it.
Xie Ying's forehead jumped as he tolerated Mo Hua's rudeness.
It is the rudeness of the weak that is considered offensive.
The rudeness of the strong will always be tolerated more.
The two sides have been fighting until now. As the womb of the Great Wilderness Evil God, the Evil Infant has more tolerance towards Mo Hua.
"I admit that I can't kill you, but you should also know that you can't kill me either."
"My soul comes from the Lord of the Wilderness;"
"My existence spans tens of thousands of years;"
"My will will remain immortal in the divine way."
"Once the divine fetus is completed, it is a seed of an evil god. Like the evil god, it is immortal..."
"This is my last advice to you, and this is my reward to you, the last chance..."
The evil infant's face showed irresistible majesty:
"Submit to me, and you will receive the gift of immortality; otherwise, you will surely sink into three thousand purgatory, and your soul will be destroyed!"
Mo Hua said casually: "I have already said that I can surrender to you, but you have to cut some of the marrow for me to eat every day. You are reluctant to cut the marrow, and you just ask me to sacrifice my life for you. How can such a good thing be possible?"
The evil infant had murderous intent on his face, "He is too greedy and stubborn."
It lost its patience, let out a terrifying cry, and transformed into a semi-adult ram-horned demon general, carrying the dark wind and killing Mo Hua.
Mo Hua clenched his right hand, condensed a golden sword, and also killed him.
One person and one devil.
A demigod and an evil god fought together again in Mo Hua's sea of consciousness.
For a moment, the demonic energy raged and the sword energy flew.
It's just that Mo Hua's soul was injured and his spiritual thoughts were out of control.
The evil infant was not much better either. It was first injured by Mo Hua's Lishan Cremation Formation, and then was shocked by the Soul-Shocking Sword. Finally, it was pierced through the head by the Sword Transformation Style. The injury was not lighter than Mo Hua's.
Both sides were injured, so the scale of the battle was much smaller than before, but it was even more dangerous.
Finally, after countless rounds of fierce fighting.
Proficient in spiritual spells, formations, and ink paintings of spiritual swords, in the end, they are better than the divine fetus that gave birth to a calf.
He exhausted the Divine Fetal's spiritual thoughts, tied it up with the Water Prison Technique, bound it with the Golden Lock Formation, and then took care of it bit by bit.
First, use the five elements of water and fire spells.
Then there is the Five Elements and Bagua formation.
Then, there is the true art of transforming spiritual thoughts into swords.
Various methods, one after another, were used on the evil infant in turn.
After all the spiritual energy was consumed, Mo Hua meditated to recover for a while, and then used spells, formations, and sword techniques to "torture" the evil fetus with horns.
He wanted to test whether there was any way to cause "destructive" damage to the "divine fetus" that was close to the origin of the evil god, without relying on other external objects and relying solely on the power of his own spiritual thoughts.
But sure enough, he failed.
With the method of divine thoughts he now masters, even if he exhausts all means, he can only eliminate the power of the evil god at the level of "spiritual thoughts".
He couldn't erase the real soul that was close to the evil god's origin.
Mo Hua sighed.
"Isn't it okay..."
The evil infant was "humiliated" by Mo Hua in turns, and he was already furious.
I don’t know how many years have passed, but no true gods, demons, ghosts, evil souls, or even Shinto monks can make it suffer such "a great shame and humiliation"!
This shame will be etched in my soul forever.
Once his true form is revived one day, he will definitely make his followers and thousands of demons seize this little devil at any cost, divide his soul, cut his body, and let him sink forever in endless pain to pay for the sins he has committed. !
It was angry in its heart and said with a gloomy smile: "There is no need to work in vain. I told you that you can't kill me."
Mo Hua nodded and sighed: "Indeed, I can't kill..."
After saying that, Mo Hua pinched the evil baby with sheep's horns by its neck, picked it up, and walked toward the center of his sea of consciousness.
The evil infant's expression changed slightly, and something was wrong in his heart.
"what are you up to?"
"You'll know later." Mo Hua said calmly.
He bound the evil infant and brought it to the center of the sea of consciousness, and then his spiritual thoughts moved slightly to communicate with the ancient existence that existed in the dark.
After a while, the sound of the great road sounded like a bell.
In the center of the sea of consciousness, alternate voids and ancient and incomplete Taoist monuments gradually emerged. A vast and majestic aura of the avenue rippled out in all directions.
Evil Infant's expression changed wildly, and he said in a trembling voice:
"road……"
The ancient memory in the talent makes it feel that the ruined monument in front of it is very familiar, very scary, very terrifying...
But no matter how much it thinks about, it can't figure out what this broken monument is...
It seems that there is a taboo here.
It is a terrifying taboo that even an evil god who has lived for tens of thousands of years dares not touch, cross or interfere with.
Mo Hua was a little surprised when he saw the evil infant's appearance, and then paused deliberately to see if the evil infant knew the origin of some Taoist monuments.
But apparently, it's not quite clear either.
Mo Hua was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, he let it go.
He didn't want to delay any longer. This was the depths of the Dragon King Temple and the bottom of the Bone Maze. He had already spent too long with the evil infant. If he delayed any longer, something might happen.
Quick victory.
Mo Hua then wanted to do "Sheep Head Teppanyaki" again, suppress the evil gods with Taoist tablets, wipe out the souls with calamity thunder, refine the evil spirits, and refine the pure divine marrow.
It's been so long, it's time for me to eat something good.
But Xie Ying suddenly said:
"I see... I understand why my flesh, blood, and bones, even though they clearly contain my will, are still completely destroyed."
"It turns out that you actually have such an ancient innate treasure..."
"But if you think you can deal with me this way, you are still too young..."
"You must always remember that not everything in this world will go as you wish."
The evil infant smiled sadly.
Its laughter is a bit scary.
Mo Hua's heart trembled, and he felt something was not good. He no longer hesitated, and immediately wanted to use the Tribulation Thunder to completely obliterate the evil infant, but when he raised his hand, he found that it was empty.
"Gone?"
Mo Hua was shocked and immediately looked inside. After a long time, he realized that the evil infant had turned into black energy, which penetrated into his spiritual incarnation like blood.
And it's more than that.
It is still penetrating into one's own soul, and bit by bit, it is integrating with one's own soul!
By the time Mo Hua noticed it, it was already too late. He found that the Fu Ya Soul among his seven souls had completely turned into a sinister black color.
This is the color of the evil god, a symptom of contamination.
Mo Hua's expression changed, and he immediately activated the Jingshen Sword to refine his seven souls with sword energy.
But the other six souls can still activate the sword energy and refine the soul, but only the Fu Ya soul has no movement at all, as if this soul no longer belongs to him, so he is not under his orders.
At this moment, Mo Hua realized that he was talking.
But the words were not spoken by himself, but by the evil infant parasitic in his seven souls, making sounds through his mouth and tongue.
Even a sinister smile like that of the Evil Infant appeared on his face involuntarily.
His voice also became sharp and harsh:
"This evil soul fusion technique can fuse the fetus into the soul. A divine fetus can only be used once. I didn't want to use it easily..."
"But I never expected that you would hide such a big secret. If I don't use this original magical power, I, the divine fetus, may not be able to escape the end of my soul and my soul."
"You should be proud of yourself for forcing me to do this."
"But that's it. My divine fetus has been integrated into your seven souls. It will spread little by little and eventually completely integrate into your soul and transform you."
"When the time comes, you will be me and I will be you."
"You will become my embryo that came into the world, become my 'furnace', and become one of the true forms of the Lord of the Wilderness..."
Under the influence of the evil infant, Mo Hua couldn't restrain himself and laughed like a night owl.
The next moment, Mo Hua immediately covered his mouth, then rubbed his face to ensure that his expression returned to normal, and then sneered:
"Little lamb, you have a beautiful idea!"
He activated the Seven Soul Shocking Divine Sword again, but it still couldn't cleanse the contaminated evil soul.
He meditated.
But the evil god's embryo was hidden so deeply that it was almost integrated with his soul.
When the evil embryo deliberately lies dormant, does not use evil thoughts, and does not intentionally affect Mo Hua's Taoist mind, Mo Hua cannot detect it at all.
Kill it?
Mo Hua frowned.
The spells and formations are not powerful enough. Use your spiritual thoughts to turn into swords... to kill your own soul?
But the evil fetus has become one with himself. It doesn’t matter whether it can be killed or not. Even if it can be killed, it probably won’t be destroyed.
Moreover, if one of his souls is killed, the situation will be even bigger.
Even if he doesn't die, I'm afraid he will become a fool.
With the help of Dao Monument or Tribulation Thunder?
Mo Hua thought about it and found that the problem was still the same.
The evil fetus melts into his own Fu Ya soul.
If it shows its head and is caught by itself, the stele can suppress it, and the thunderbolt can also obliterate it.
But now, it is dormant in his soul like a dead one. Through this "Evil Soul Fusion Technique", it has become one with himself, and it is equivalent to being a part of himself.
That monument couldn't suppress him.
It's not easy to kill them with Tribulation Thunder.
Because to obliterate the evil fetus is to obliterate oneself.
Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart.
"It seems like it's really troublesome..."
Mo Hua frowned, thinking hard, recalling all the Shinto knowledge and all the Shinto methods he had mastered. He was still at a loss, without any ideas, and couldn't help but take a breath.
It’s really a big deal...
I played with myself.
Mo Hua has a headache.
Mainly, he didn't expect that after all his efforts, he had come to this point. The dishes were all ordered, and when he turned around, he suddenly bumped into the fetus of an evil god.
"It can't be such a coincidence, it must have been calculated..."
"Who would plot against me? That Mr. Tu?"
Mo Hua frowned, thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and thought it was very possible.
He silently recorded this account in his mind.
The accounts can be settled slowly, but the question is, what to do now?
Mo Hua frowned and thought hard for a while, but still couldn't do anything. In the end, he could only sigh and compromise temporarily.
"Forget it, let's go out first and then talk."
"Go out and think of a way to find out more about Huangshan Lord, or... have a showdown with Mr. Xun? He said that he has been possessed by the evil god, and that it is not an ordinary evil god's body, but the real evil god's fetus?"
"I wonder if Mr. Xun will slap himself to death..."
Mo Hua muttered silently.
But in this case, he had no other choice. After going out, he had no choice but to go to Mr. Xun.
Just as Mo Hua's mind was about to leave the sea of consciousness, he was suddenly startled and felt a little uneasy.
He pondered for a moment, then set up a Shinto formation near his soul, and sealed his soul to prevent the evil infant from suddenly causing trouble without his knowledge.
But with the soul sealed, the Jingshen Sword can no longer be used.
Of course, the Jingshen Sword requires the use of seven souls.
Now that his soul has been contaminated by the evil fetus, it would be difficult for him to use this sword technique anymore.
Once the Jingshen Sword is used and the seven souls leave the body, the evil embryo hidden in the fuya soul will inevitably find an opportunity to deepen its penetration and pollution of one's life and soul...
Mo Hua sighed again.
After sealing his soul and confirming that there was nothing abnormal about the evil fetus, Mo Hua's mind left the sea of consciousness and returned to reality.
When he opened his eyes, he was still surrounded by the same altar as before.
The altar in the nightmare was in a mess due to the fight between the ink painting and the evil infant.
The altar in reality was still intact.
On the bone altar, gloomy candles were burning and bloody sacrifices were placed.
Mr. Wu was also kneeling.
However, his soul had been crushed to death by the ink painting in the nightmare on the altar, and all that was left at this time was a corpse.
Mo Hua was afraid that Uncle Gu and the others would be worried, so he wanted to leave quickly, but when he changed his mind, he became angrier.
I was tricked.
Not only that, the Jingshen Sword that he had worked so hard to cultivate was just "sealed".
The more Mo Hua endured, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he suffered.
He simply jumped back to the altar, and his consciousness sank into the nightmare of the altar. In the brilliance of the law of the great road, he communicated with the tree of divine authority, took control of the authority, and faced each node of the tree of divine authority, the Lord of the Wilderness. The countless monsters began to place orders "with revenge".
"If you dare to cheat on me... I'll eat it all for you!"
Before, he was still sneaking around for fear of being discovered.
Now, I have had a fight, I have suffered a loss, I have also met the little lamb of the Lord of the Wilderness, and I was even compared with him.
Mo Hua was angry and was not polite at all.
He wants to have a "overlord meal"!
Each stronghold, each nightmare, countless monsters, were "cleaned out" as if they were robbed by Mo Hua.
Like a strong wind gathering the remaining clouds.
Clicking on and off, Mo Hua suddenly froze.
He seemed to have found a big guy.
A slightly familiar node in front of him was filled with a terrifying aura.
This seems to be a dark, bloody, evil-god-like, half-demon, half-demon, half-human, almost "demigod", unknown creation of chaos.
(End of chapter)