The river of blood flows, above the huge isolated cliff,

Mo Hua uses his own strength to control Ling Mo with his divine thoughts, like a "tenactile monster", and at an incredible speed, he constantly draws formations according to Mr. Tu's "intention".

A pair of formations are imprinted on the foundation cliff.

The cornerstone of the Blood Sacrifice Array was built bit by bit and gradually improved.

And because of the Mo Hua, the construction of the internal formation was accelerated with a ruthless "formulation machine".

Mr. Tu can finally liberate people and draw more evil formation masters from within and send them to the edge of the formation, which is the "front line" of the battle between the righteous and the demons, to expand the scope of the blood sacrifice formation and to broaden the territory of the evil gods.

At the same time, with the lessons of the past, Mr. Tu sent more guards to the evil formation master this time around him.

More than twice as many as before.

He has great power in his studies and strong strength in Daotingsi.

These guardian demon cultivators may not be able to really resist the assassination and encirclement of hawks and dogs in the Jindan realm of Daotingsi.

But it can delay the offensive and gain time so that these evil formation masters can complete the formation "task" they set up,

That's enough.

After the mission is completed, it doesn’t matter even if all these evil formation masters are killed by Gu Changhuai.

It is also their honor to sacrifice their lives to the Lord of God, and they should feel honored.

In the blood sacrifice array, ink painting constantly draws the formation,

The blood sacrifice array is constantly running and improving.

At the edge of the formation, the monks from the two paths of righteousness and demons launched one after another attack and defense and fighting around the "evil formation master"—·

Everything was as expected by Mr. Tu, and the situation gradually changed.

The progress of the Blood Sacrifice Formation, which was originally blocked by the suppression of various forces from learning, has finally overcome the obstacles under the "taken action" of Mo Hua, and slowly but smoothly advanced forward, a secret room on the right side of the foundation of the Blood Sacrifice Formation.

Mr. Tu and Shangguan Wang were staring at a distance, with incredible methods, but they were diligent ink paintings of the formation.

"Mr. Tu," Shangguan Wang frowned, "Don't worry, let this kid draw these formations?"

Mr. Tu said silently: "Only he can do this-"

There are very few people in the entire Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Formation who have profound attainments in the righteous formation.

And the speed of drawing formations is unique for people who can reach the level of ink painting.

Mr. Tu is okay, but this can only be achieved by relying on the spiritual consciousness of the Feather Realm and the attainments of the fourth-grade formation master, and the dimensionality reduction and painting low-grade formations.

It is incomparable to the small monster that can control the ink with the foundation-building realm of Mo Hua, which can draw the second-grade high-level formation.

What's more, the resurrection of the Lord of God is about to be reborn, and he has more important things to do. It is impossible to use his talents to draw these basic formations by himself.

Shangguan Wang was jealous and hated in his heart. He felt the threat vaguely, and then said indifferently:

"This son will not be loyal to the Lord of God.

Mr. Tu glanced at Shangguan Wang and asked with a smile: "Elder Wang, are you really loyal to the Lord of God?"

Shangguan Wang's face looked ugly.

Mr. Tu said lightly: "The Lord of God is strict, but tolerant. As long as he is loyal to the Lord of God to do things, he will not be surprised by some small thoughts and selfish desires."

This is not only about ink painting, but also about Shangguan Wang.

Shangguan Wang's eyes were slightly condensed and he sneered, "I'm afraid Mr. Tu will be harmed by this boy who has ill-intentioned intentions."

He was sowing discord, so Mr. Tu naturally could not understand, and he only looked indifferent and did not speak.

Shangguan Wang glanced at Mr. Tu deeply and said in a deep voice:

"If it is not my own way, their hearts will be different."

"After all, this kid is a disciple of Taixu Sect. Mr. Tu, are you really afraid that he will fight back and destroy our plan?"

Mr. Tu glanced at Shangguan Wang indifferently, and knew in his heart why Shangguan Wang was defeated by Shangguan Ce in the battle for the position of Shangguan family head.

The pattern is too different and there is no tolerance for others.

Those who accomplish great things must be tolerant, even if this person is your life and death enemy.

Only by tolerating people can we make better use of people.

However, Shangguan Wang still has something useful, and Mr. Tu must tolerate his narrow-mindedness.

Some things must be explained clearly.

"Look at Elder," Mr. Tu said slowly, "No matter how you talk about your actions, no matter how you think, no matter how you think, they will only look at what you do."

"The conviction of Dao Tingshi is only considered as "trace", and will not be convicted by "mind."

"What to do is more important than how to think."

"And now———" Mr. Tu pointed outside, "What is he doing in this ink painting?"

Shangguan Wang frowned.

Mr. Tu grinned and smiled gloomyly, "He is painting - the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Formation!"

"Although he drew the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Formation and the Right Dao Formation, these formations are included in the Blood Sacrifice Formation. What he drew is undoubtedly the Evil Dao Formation!"

"The genius of Taixu Sect, the leader of the Qianxue Formation, draws blood and sacrifices to us. No matter what he paints, whether he is voluntarily or not, he violates the rules of Taixue Sect, violates the ban on Qianxuezhou, and violates the laws of the Dao Court. It is a sin that will never be redeemed for death, and it is also a stain that he cannot wash away in his life—""

"Not to mention, by then, the blood sacrifice array will be built and will be fully operational, blood will be formed into a river, flesh and blood will be formed into a city, where the demons will be exposed, and there will be many people who will die."

"These dead cultivators and extinct creatures, when they come back to their roots, will be affected by their cause and effect, and the blood in his hands will never be removed for the rest of their lives."

"There is no way to go, and the murderous evil will be plagued by you," Mr. Tu's eyes flashed with a strict ghost fire. "What will this formation genius, and what path will he have to go?"

Shangguan's eyes trembled slightly.

When he really reached that point, Mo Hua was excluded by the righteous path and had no way to go. He could only completely convert from body to mind to the Lord of the Great Wilderness, becoming a terrifying demon formation master, and never look back.

Shangguan Wang looked at Mr. Tu and felt a little cold in his heart.

Mr. Tu continued, "So, I'm not afraid of him drawing formations, nor am I afraid of him learning formations, but I'm happy to see it happening."

"The more he draws and learns, the more he participates in this matter, the deeper the cause and effect he involves, and the more difficult it is to get rid of it."

"And all these causes and effects lead to only one way-"

That is to be loyal to the Lord of the Great Wilderness, a slave and a servant, and a never-ending way to go through fire and water.

Mr. Tu sneered, "I will take this kid to the Ten Thousand Demons Club, so that the demons of all sects in the world will be witnesses."

"Prove that this son has worked with us. He not only participated in the Ten Thousand Demons Club, but also personally drew the Wilderness Blood Sacrifice Formation."

"After doing these things, he is undoubtedly a demon cultivator!"

"Unless he is really capable, he will slaughter all the countless golden elixir demons in this evil god temple and then destroy the corpse and traces."

"Otherwise, if so many demon cultivators saw it with their own eyes, the facts were confirmed and they would be heard by the righteous path. No matter how clever he was, he would be unable to argue!"

The world of cultivation is sinister, and the true sinisterness is hidden in these seemingly ordinary contacts.

If you take the wrong path to good and evil, you will be doomed.

No matter how young or extremely talented you are, you will fall step by step under the temptation of desire and the playfulness of fate.

Mr. Tu's eyes became colder and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Shangguan Wang looked at Mr. Tu, with deep fear in his eyes.

On the other hand, Mo Hua was still ignorant of the "temptation" of Mr. Tu, and he worked hard to draw the formation. He didn't seem to understand what he was doing and what he did.

In this way, he drew more and more formations, and his "contribution" to the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Formation became greater and greater.

After countless days, finally, with Mo Hua's efforts day and night, a magnificent whistle wall was filled with formations by Mo Hua.

After the final stroke was completed, Mo Hua completely breathed a sigh of relief, and lay down on the ground like "exhausted".

Even if he is the leader of the formation, even if he has a profound sense of harmony, even if he draws the formation very quickly, his spiritual consciousness will recover extremely quickly.

But it is still extremely hard to draw such a large number of basic formations alone.

What's more, he used the method of "Divine Consciousness and Ink Control", which consumed a huge amount of spiritual consciousness and also had a heavier load on the sea of ​​consciousness.

Of course, after working hard, ink painting also gained a lot.

Thanks to the complex and extensive basic formation practice, Mohua now builds the basic structure of the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice array,

I became more and more aware of it.

For a long period of time, the spiritual consciousness controls the ink and goes all out to draw the formation. The load on the sea of ​​consciousness increases, which also means that the sea of ​​consciousness is enduring more tempers, and will naturally become tougher and more sensitive to control.

Furthermore, while the ink painting's spiritual sense controls the ink, it uses a little trick of tricks.

After drawing so many formations, his magical calculating method has also been trained and strengthened to a certain extent.

This is a valuable opportunity.

If it were in normal times, ink paintings would not have so many spiritual ink, so many array media, so much free time, and can fully open up the spiritual consciousness, and draw so many arrays in Zen without scattering.

It means that Mr. Tu is "at your own expense" to practice the formation himself.
To be continued...