Mo Hua became the "hands-off manager" and suddenly felt much more relaxed.

A gentleman is not a different nature, but a good person is good at using things.

Learning to find someone to help, and being able to find someone to help is sometimes a kind of ability.

When it comes to this matter, Daotingsi must be more anxious than him.

After the arrangement was made, the ink painting said to others:

"Preserve the hall, I call the people from Daotingsi to come and save us."

The disciples of Taixu Sect were not surprised.

The disciples of other sects breathed a sigh in their hearts that this ink painting was really wild, and they were locked in a "isolated from the world" formation, and they could even "shake" people from outside.

After that, Mo Hua made some arrangements for everyone.

There was nothing wrong after that, and everyone was waiting silently.

Mo Hua was also meditating on the spot to restore his spiritual consciousness, but at the same time he still had a lot of confusion in his heart.

The most important thing is that "Mr. Tu".

So far, he has not seen Mr. Tu.

"Why?"

"This Mr. Tu is not in Yan Luoshan?"

"He was involved in Daotingsi and other powerful people from major families and major sects?"

"Or, he has other plans and is planning something else?"

Among the evil god's minions, Mr. Tu is the strongest monk?

Are there any other demon cultivators in the Feather Realm?

Or, is there any figure at the level of the Ancestor Dongxu who secretly converted to the evil god of the Great Wilderness?

Is this Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Array really the only ones I have seen?

In addition to Yan Luoshan, is there a more core array hinge area?

Where is the location of the array eye?

The more I thought about Mo Hua, the more I felt that there seemed to be more secrets hidden in it, which I didn’t know.

But he was trapped in a corner of the Blood Sacrifice Formation and could not see the full picture. Even if he wanted to explore, he had no idea how to start.

Moreover, so many disciples who work as students are actually a "burden" for him.

If you don't rescue them, you will feel a little uneasy.

While ink painting was pondering, the Dao Tingsi, which had always been criticized for "people are floating in things", "institutional redundancy", and "slow and negligent", gathered people with thunder and led by nearly fifty golden elixirs to launch an offensive against the geese falling mountains.

At this moment, no one dares to neglect, and no one dares to have a slight negligence.

But in a moment, the battle began, and countless golden elixir magic weapons, spiritual weapons and swords began to fight to the depths of Yanluo Mountain according to the route designated by the ink painting.

A rumbling sound came, and powerful spiritual power fluctuated one after another.

Under the sword magic, the demon cultivators began to be killed one by one, and some people in the Daotingsi began to be injured or even died. The scene was magnificent and tragic.

But this scene, the ink paintings that were inside Yanluo Mountain were not destined to be seen.

He could only feel the vibration of the mountain and the fluctuations of spiritual power from far to near, and used this to judge the situation of the separatist front.

He can't see or guess the specific process.

Even how Daotingsi passed through that demon valley, ink painting could not be imagined.

But ink painting is not worried.

After all, Daotingsi is Daotingsi. He has rich experience in siege and suppression of demon cultivators, deep minds, and cunning. He can't do anything he really wants.

He doesn't have to worry about these things at all.

Sure enough, I don’t know how long I had fought, the evil spirit shook, the smell of blood filled the hall, and even floated into the hall.

This means that this battle has spread to the inside of the formation.

Mo Hua looked solemn: "Preserve the hall and don't open the door."

After a while, bloody evil power hit the entrance of the hall.

There are some evil demons who roar and curse outside.

It was obvious that it was Daotingsi attacking the mountain, and the matter in this hall had been noticed.

There are evil formation masters who are breaking the formation, and even evil golden elixirs who are breaking the goal with great force.

But there are closed formations above the gate. These formations are of third grade and are one with the evil path formation.

The ink painting "infiltrates" into the formation hall, and slaughteres the evil formation master from the inside out and occupy the hall.

But it is not that easy to attack the hall from the outside to the inside.

However, Mo Hua also knew that the door of this hall would not last long, and what he did was to delay time as much as he could.

Sure enough, after a moment, the door shattered with a rumbling sound.

A golden elixir demon cultivator with demon patterns on his face and an evil formation master in the Golden elixir realm, walked into the hall with a group of demon cultivators. When he saw the Qianxue genius in front of him, his expression changed drastically, and then he was shocked and angry:

"Sure enough, these little devils took advantage of the loopholes, fucking it-"

They didn't know how these little kids of the sect found the flaws and invaded the hall, but at this time the Daotingsi attacked tightly and the situation was extremely urgent, so they didn't have the chance to investigate it.

"Catch these geniuses and force the group of lackeys to retreat from Daotingsi!"

"If Daotingsi does not retreat, we will kill all these little bastards!"

Ao Zheng, Shen Zangfeng, Xiao Ruohan and others were furious when they heard this.

They are all prides of heaven and are highly respected since childhood. Once upon a time, they were called "little bastards"?

All the people were full of anger at this time, and immediately looked like frost. They wanted to rush up to fight, but were scolded by Mo Hua:

"Hold on the formation, don't forget what I just said, focus on guarding, don't think about killing!"

"These demons and evil seeds will sooner or later die, and they are not worthy of our hands--"

Ao Po and his men stopped.

Hearing this, the Demonic Golden Pill looked at Mo Hua with a pair of vicious eyes and immediately sneered:

"Little miscellaneous, a big tone."

Then he grinned, revealing his teeth, exhaling a fishy smell, summoning a magic weapon for white bone lanterns, protecting his body, turning into a gust of cold wind, and killing towards Mo Hua.

Kemo Hua sat in the deepest part of the hall, and in front of him was a genius of the four sects, eight sects and twelve ranks.

Ao Zheng roared a dragon, and punched the dragon energy and hit the demonic golden elixir.

Although it only took a moment, it also intercepted the Yin Feng Escape Technique of the Demon Cultivator.

Then, Xiao Ruohan's sword energy came to the sky with one sword, and it was extremely fierce and cut on the back of the Demonic Golden Pill.

Then there is the hidden sword energy of the hidden sword, which is powerful and powerful, and the secret magic of the five elements of the Wanxiao Sect.

And further forward are the eight gates of the Broken Gold Sword, Guishui Sword, Lingxiao Sword, Xiaoyao Sword, Zixia Gong, Daluo Feitian Sword,

And eighteen geniuses of the Vajra Gate cast like copper and iron.

The five brothers of Tai Ah are like five fierce door gods, protecting the ink painting.

Linghu Xiao's true sword skills are ready to go.

The four sects and eight sects, hundreds of genius children, and the best Taoist techniques of each sect are intertwined, like a genius "Great Wall", all guarding in front of Mo Hua. Even if this magical golden elixir has unpredictable cultivation and terrifying Taoist techniques, it is difficult to move forward for a while.

It is impossible to get close to Mo Hua, let alone kill Mo Hua.

This magical golden elixir immediately realized that something was wrong.

If these geniuses, no matter how high their talents and the inheritance are, in front of him, the great Jindan demon cultivator who kills people, they will be just the fish on Sister Dao, and they will be allowed to slaughter him.

But what's so weird is that these four sects, eight twelve geniuses, can abandon their views, gather together, "iron plates" and advance and retreat together, which is extremely difficult.

Who has such a big background and skill that can bring these unruly geniuses together?

The Demonic Golden Pill looked at the ink painting at the deepest part of the crowd, and a trace of fear appeared in his bloody eyes.

"kill!"

He did not dare to delay any more, but instead ordered all evil cultivators and demon cultivators to start attacking Mo Hua and others together.

But the ink painting had already arranged the formation, and it was painted on the ground with formations.

These geniuses who were "stricken and killed" by Mo Hua in the Shura Sword Contest, Rusun, under the arrangement of Mo Hua, began to fight fiercely with a group of demon cultivators under the "assistance" of his formation.

Everyone's mood is complicated and relaxed.

The formation of Mo Hua is very strong. With the blessing of the formation, the already talented genius of the breasts has become stronger.

Linghu Xiao and others even put on the Five Elements Source Armor, and used the powerful spiritual power of the Five Elements to explode, killing the demon cultivator step by step in a short time.
To be continued...