After walking for an unknown amount of time, Mo Hua came to a gate.

This gate stands tall and towering, with two huge stone statues of monster beasts carved with ferocious monster patterns.

This is the gate to the Ten Thousand Demons Prison.

There is a locking formation in front of the door, but it is not very clever. It is mainly because there are a few demon cultivators guarding it, which is a bit troublesome.

"Every six hours, the demon cultivators change shifts, and there will be a gap of more than ten breaths..."

"Sword Bones" secretly transmitted the message.

Mo Hua doesn't have that patience.

He quietly hid in the dark and picked a red-haired hyena demon cultivator.

He has analyzed the four-elephant demon patterns of dogs, and the corresponding formation hubs have also been summarized in his "four-elephant demon pattern library".

Mo Hua took advantage of his unpreparedness and began to control the ink with his spiritual consciousness.

A ball of spiritual ink floated in the air, condensed into an ink line, swam quietly and meandered, and finally clung to the demon cultivator's leg, forming the hub of the four-elephant dog pattern array.

The demon cultivator has rough skin and thick flesh, and slow perception.

The dog demon only felt a slight chill on his legs, but he didn't care much at first.

But by the time he realized that the coolness was a bit strange, it was too late.

As soon as the demon pattern lit up, the demon power instantly lost control. Under the control of Mo Hua, the demon power went retrograde and headed straight towards the heavenly spirit.

The hyena demon cultivator lost his sense of consciousness, became ferocious, and instantly attacked several demon cultivators around him.

The scene was chaotic for a while.

The demon cultivators are fighting each other.

Screams and curses were mixed together, and blood splattered all over the floor.

Mo Hua swaggered and left through the gate of Ten Thousand Demons Prison.

Seeing all this, the "sword bone" living in the broken sword felt cold in its heart.

It didn't notice at all what method this little ancestor used to quietly make the demon cultivators lose control and start fighting each other.

These demon cultivators who were guarding the door were quite powerful, but in the hands of this little ancestor, they seemed like "toys".

It’s so terrible…

The small thoughts in Jian Gugu's heart have become a little less.

After leaving the Ten Thousand Demons Prison, there are several avenues in front of you.

Mo Hua asked again: "Which way to go?"

The sword bone trembled: "On the left..."

Mo Hua looked up, nodded, and walked towards the avenue on the left.

As we go deeper and deeper, our horizons become wider and wider, and the ink paintings become more and more surprising.

The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is indeed very big.

The Ten Thousand Demons Prison is only part of it.

In other places, there are still many evil monastic buildings.

??????55.??????

If you let yourself explore these things one by one, it will take a long time.

There was not enough time now, so he could only skip them all.

After walking for a while, the smell of blood suddenly became extremely strong.

Mo Hua frowned and looked around. What appeared in front of him was a huge venue with numerous large guillotines densely scattered throughout.

On the guillotine, there is a chain as thick as a man lying across it, and there is also a huge guillotine driven by a formation.

At this time, there was a bear demon tied to the guillotine with thick chains.

After the formation was activated, the huge guillotine whizzed past, cutting off the bear demon's head, and blood flowed like spring water into the blood pool below the stage.

There were also many "decapitated" monsters lying on other guillotines.

At this time, many demon cultivators were busy dissecting the corpses of these demonic beasts.

The dissected fur, bones, heads, demon pills, internal organs, etc. of the demon beasts are processed and stored in categories.

"This is the slaughterhouse..."

Sword Bones Transmission Road.

"Slaughterhouse..."

Mo Hua frowned and murmured silently in his heart.

Jian Gugu continued: "This place has no name. 'Slaughterhouse' is the name agreed upon among demon cultivators. All demon beasts caught in the Ten Thousand Demon Prison will be disemboweled here..."

Mo Hua nodded and continued walking forward.

After walking for another hour, I saw a tower-like building.

"This is the demon refining pot." Jian Gugu said.

Mo Hua was a little confused and lowered his voice: "Isn't this a tower? Why is it called a demon refining pot?"

Jiangu Gu said: "It is said that this demon refining pot is a type of monastic building in the wilderness of the southern barbarians. It is shaped like a 'pot' and cast into a demon tower. It is both a building and a spiritual weapon."

Mo Hua looked up and realized that the entire tower in front of him, with demon statues on the outside and snakes climbing on it, was layer after layer, but it had an upper and lower belly, and the middle layer was narrowed. It really looked like a "pot".

"Over there in the wilderness, the habit of giving names is really strange..."

Mo Hua muttered silently.

The old demon cultivator, who was named "Sword Bone" by the ink painting, looked stunned and didn't know what to say.

"This tower...this demon refining pot, have you ever been in it?" Mo Hua asked.

"No," Jian Gugu said in a solemn tone, "I don't know what's in it, and I'm a weapon refiner. I make swords every day, so I don't have the chance to enter the Demon Refining Pot."

"Okay," Mo Hua nodded, "Then let's go around."

Everything must be prioritized.

The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is too big and I definitely won’t be able to visit it all by myself. In this case, don’t add extraneous details.

"Lead the way." Mo Hua ordered again.

The bones of the sword will be honest and continue to guide the ink painting.

After walking for a while, we came across a large number of alchemy rooms. At a rough estimate, there were probably dozens of them.

In every alchemy room, there is a bone alchemy furnace.

Many demon cultivators are refining evil elixirs inside.

Some of the demonic beast materials, especially the internal organs, were transported over just after being slaughtered, and while they were fresh and dripping with blood, they were refined into elixirs.

Mo Hua frowned, somewhat confused.

"Why are there so many alchemy rooms in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons?"

"For things like evil pills, the more the better, no amount is too much... After all, there are so many demon cultivators in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons." Jiangu Gu said.

Mo Hua nodded slightly and said strangely:

"What about refining weapons? You are the only one in this valley who refines weapons?"

Jian Gugu patiently explained: "Elixirs are consumables, evil weapons are durable goods, they are different..."

"Besides, most of the demon cultivators in this valley are demon cultivators. Demon cultivators rely more on their own minions than evil weapons to kill people. Only those demon cultivators who must use evil weapons to cast their demonic skills, or who are proficient in swordsmanship, are reduced to

Only sword cultivators who are unwilling to give up after cultivating demons will use evil weapons."

"So the consumption of evil weapons is far less than that of evil pills."

"Besides, I'm not the only evil weapon master in this valley. There were several before, but they couldn't endure it and one or two of them died."

"In the end I was the only one left..."

"Oh." Mo Hua nodded, and suddenly noticed something was wrong, "The other evil weapon masters were not killed by you, were they?"

Jian Gugu smiled softly, "To be honest, young master, only one evil weapon master can survive in the valley longer. Once there are more, they will be worthless."

This sword bone is really not a good thing...

Mo Hua silently cursed in his heart.

But it doesn't matter, the ones who died were all evil weapon masters anyway.

Mo Hua asked again: "There is a weapon refining room and an alchemy room in this valley. Is there a place for drawing formations?"

Jian Gu Gu was startled, shook his head, and said through a message:

"I don't know about this. There are almost no formation masters among demon cultivators."
To be continued...