In front of Yaksha Hall, there is a small square covered with bloodstains.

A hunt is going on.

Four golden elixirs and two foundation-building peaks joined forces to hunt down a deformed and powerful monster that was wrapped in blood and was as tall as two people, lying on all fours.

The strength of this monster is indeed extremely powerful. Its body shape is weird. Because its limbs are twisted and its movements are often unexpected, it turns into blood shadows between attacks, making it difficult to defend against.

Fortunately, there were enough monks to surround and suppress it, and everyone also obeyed Mo Hua's instructions, only to consume, not to fight, and not to be greedy for merit.

Defense is the main purpose, attack is the supplement, and trapping is the primary purpose.

Xiao Diansi didn't pay much attention to this tactic at first.

He just wanted to fight quickly and take the opportunity to kill the monster and take out the fish bone token from its belly.

But after fighting this monster for several rounds, he gave up the idea.

Everything Mo Hua said is basically correct.

This monster is indeed only consumable and cannot be killed at all.

Not to mention Xie Liu, even his Guishui Sword Qi couldn't break the scales of this monster even if he struck it.

"What kind of monster is this..."

Xiao Diansi's pupils trembled slightly, then he suppressed the surprise in his heart and carried out Mo Hua's plan honestly.

Not only Xiao Diansi, but also Gu Changhuai's wind blade and Xia Diansi's ice sword could not hurt this monster.

However, they know that ink paintings are always targeted, so they probably have an idea in mind.

The crowd surrounded and killed him for a while.

In the field, swords and swords were flying, wind blades and spells were flying, the figures of monks and the blood shadows of monsters were intertwined back and forth, and the battle was fierce.

The ink painting is wonderful and I am very fascinated by it.

After fighting like this for more than a hundred rounds, the four golden elixirs still couldn't break the monster's scales.

But the blood on this monster is indeed being consumed rapidly.

Soon, with the joint efforts of everyone, the blood of the monster became weaker and weaker, and its movements gradually became slower.

The monster immediately realized something.

There was a glimmer of light in its eyes, and there seemed to be some fierce but panicked emotions in the light.

Mo Hua was startled when he saw this.

This monster... seems to have some sanity left?

Isn't it acting entirely on instinct?

Mo Hua remembered how this monster sneaked up to the temple gate while everyone was fighting, swallowed the fish bone token on the gatekeeper statue, closed the gate, and then escaped...

"There's something wrong..."

The ink painting shows a thoughtful look.

In the middle of the field, the blood around him was almost as if there was nothing there, and this monster was obviously aware of the seriousness of the problem.

It roared suddenly, the dragon scales on its body turned into barbs, and its entire body turned into a blood shadow, rushing towards Xiao Tianquan.

It wants to find a way to escape.

Among the people besieging him, Xiao Tianquan was the weakest.

This monster knew it in his heart, so he also attacked Xiao Tianquan, who was the weakest.

As expected, Xiao Tianquan was unable to stop the monster. As soon as they fought, he was knocked back several feet. He hit the ground with his sword and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The surrounding net naturally left a gap.

But Mo Hua had prepared it in advance, so it was impossible for him to escape.

The formation on the ground unfolded, and Gu Changhuai, Xia Diansi and others also activated the spiritual locks in their hands to trap the enemy.

Chains one after another wrapped around the monster's body.

Gu Changhuai blocked the position to prevent the monster from escaping.

Others also took action, using formations, spiritual weapons and monks to form a large net, trapping the monster firmly in the middle of the square outside Yaksha Hall.

The monster was furious, running left and right, but there was nothing that could be done about it.

Blood is its lifeblood and the source of its power.

If its blood energy is damaged, it won't be able to hold on for long.

Everyone used their swords and spells, but without even using a stick of incense, the monster's blood was completely exhausted.

Its figure became slower and slower, and finally slowly fell to the ground, unable to move anymore.

Even so, everyone did not relax their vigilance.

This is what ink painting repeatedly explains.

When a monster falls to the ground, you must be careful to prevent it from pretending to die.

Although this monster will be unable to move when its health is exhausted and may not be able to fake death, this is a good habit that must be developed.

Xia Diansi was on guard with his dagger, and others were surrounding him.

Gu Changhuai stepped forward and used Daotingsi's spirit-binding chains to wrap all the limbs of the monster to ensure that it could not move.

And this monster did not move at all, as if it had completely become a flesh and blood puppet.

Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief.

"What to do now?" Xie Liu asked.

Xiao Diansi said: "It's body is covered with scales and is invulnerable to swords. In this case, I stabbed its mouth with a long sword, passed it through its throat, penetrated its abdomen, minced its internal organs, and killed it completely. Then think of a way,

Peel off its scales, cut open its belly, and take out the fish bone token."

It was a Dao Ting Si Dian Si, who used a lot of torture and various methods of killing.

Although everyone felt it was a bit cruel, it seemed that this was all they could do at this time.

Mo Hua suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

Xiao Diansi turned his head and looked at Mo Hua with some surprise, "Young Master, what's wrong?"

Mo Hua touched his chin, looked at the monster's face, and murmured softly:

"Could this monster be...that Mr. Wu?"

"Mr. Wu?"

Everyone was shocked, but some were confused as to who Mr. Wu was.

Mo Hua pointed at Shui Yanluo and said, "He knows."

Mr. Wu...

Shui Yanluo's expression was shocked and a little unbelievable for a moment. He stared at the monster for a few times. The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and he said in a cold voice:

"Mr. Wu... is the person in charge of the Dragon King Temple and the witch blessing of the god. Every time I bring sacrifices to the god, Mr. Wu is responsible for presiding over the ceremony."

God?

Gu Changhuai frowned.

Xia Diansi also looked a little confused.

It was basically the first time for them to hear this title.

The minions of the evil god may be recorded in the name of Daotingsi.

But the evil gods hidden deep in the depths, invisible, unheard, unknowable, and indescribable, do not exist in their monastic cognition.

Even Shui Yanluo himself knows "God Lord", but he may not know what God Lord means.

Those who do not practice Shinto have mortal eyes and cannot see the true nature of gods.

"What is the Lord of God?" Gu Changhuai asked.

Shui Yanluo looked solemn and said in a cold voice: "You mediocre people, how do you know the majesty of my God Lord? How can you deserve to sue my God Lord's name?"

"Okay," Xia Diansi frowned, "I'm so nagging..."

In her eyes, this Shui Yama was not only a damn sin cultivator, but also a lunatic who believed in God.

This kind of person has such a crazy nature, it is no wonder that he can commit so many murders.

As for the so-called "divine master" he believes in, who knows what kind of wild god and evil creature he is.

It’s hard to say whether it exists or not.

There are more important things right now.

Xia Diansi turned his head and looked at the motionless monster lying on the ground, chained by iron chains, and pondered for a moment before saying:

"If he is really Mr. Wu, he must know something inside. If his internal organs are twisted, his belly is cut open, and the fish bone token is taken out, then he will definitely die..."
To be continued...