"Elder Xun, be careful!"

Xun Ziyou didn't notice what happened. When he saw Mo Hua looking up, he didn't know what he saw, and his face changed drastically.

Relying on his years of experience, he subconsciously pulled out his long sword and slashed upward.

The sound of sword blades intertwining with bones was heard.

Xun Ziyou pulled Mo Hua behind him, then floated back a few feet, and then looked up.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

On the golden beams of the main hall, at some point, there hung a half-human, half-demon creature with pale limbs and a deformed face.

Something like a "human demon".

Everyone else also noticed it, and their expressions changed drastically.

"What is it?!"

The pale human demon smiled arrogantly, and blood oozed from his skin, turning into blood mist and spreading around.

When Mo Hua saw the blood mist, his heart trembled, and he realized that the psychedelic blood mist spread by Mr.

Part of the blood mist is actually the blood of this human demon.

This human demon has been in this hall for a long time.

It secretly confuses and lures everyone to fight for the dragon's veins.

"It's just————why didn't anyone notice?"

Mo Hua frowned.

And as the blood mist filled the air, the pale human demon gradually lost its trace and disappeared from everyone's perception.

My spiritual consciousness scanned it, but there was nothing.

This time, not only the ink paintings, but also the hearts of all the golden elixir monks were filled with a dark cloud.

This pale man-demon is not only human-like, but also full of weirdness.

Everyone let go of their spiritual consciousness, scanned the surroundings, and was on full alert, but there was still no sign of the human demon.

At this moment, a golden light flashed in the depths of Mo Hua's eyes, and he immediately saw a vicious blood shadow.

"Elder Xiong, behind you!"

Elder Xiong Hei was immediately alert. Almost instantly, his arm turned into a python and he grabbed it with his backhand.

The python seemed to have bitten something, but the flesh and bones were very hard and it couldn't bite at all.

And soon, the pale human demon broke away.

When it broke free, Mo Hua immediately turned sideways and hid behind Xunzi You.

In just one breath, a dead white arm emerged from the blood shadow and grabbed the place where he originally stood.

But the ink painting is like a "prophet of the unknown", and it was avoided in advance.

As soon as it grabbed it, it got nothing.

Xun Ziyou's long sword was handed over immediately.

The sword blade struck the dead white arm, drawing a long bloody mark. The monster roared, jumped into the air, and disappeared again.

The golden eyes painted in ink looked majestic, scanning the surroundings, spying for traces of evil spirits.

After a moment, Mo Hua pointed his finger, and a fireball shot out of the air and flew towards Fan Jin's side.

Fan Jin quickly moved out of the way, while Xun Ziyou cooperated and struck with his sword.

The fireball exploded, blasting out a deformed figure, and then the sword energy hit its body. The pale human demon took a few steps back, its eyes were scarlet, and it stared at the ink painting, and said in a tearful voice:

"Kid, who are you?"

Why can you detect its existence?

Why can it see through its attack?

Mo Hua did not answer, but began to condense the fireball technique on his fingertips again.

The pale man-demon's deformed face, like a dead man's patchwork, became increasingly uglier, but after a moment, the anger on its face disappeared and was replaced by a weird smile.

The pale human demon slowly opened its mouth and spit out its scarlet tongue. This tongue, like blood, stabbed into the distance.

Mo Hua understood its intention in an instant, his forehead jumped wildly, and he shouted:

"Stop it!"

Elder Xiong didn't understand why, and his movements were half a beat slow.

Master Gu and Fan Jin don't have that strength, and they can't stop them even if they want to.

Elder Xun Ziyou listened to Mo Hua's words and took action immediately, but he was a little too late. His sword energy shot out of the air and split the blood spear into two halves.

Half of the blood spear was crushed by the sword energy, while the other half continued to fly forward.

It flew straight to the dead second elder who was wearing a black robe and sacrificed his life in order to isolate the evil fetus' aura.

The second elder's body was instantly penetrated by the blood spear.

The blood corroded his body and polluted the dragon bones in front of him.

His witchcraft was broken.

The flesh and blood of the second elder was sucked dry in an instant and he continued to fuck.

The chain of bones that sealed the evil fetus turned into powder.

The remaining time will be reset to zero immediately.

An evil, strong, chaotic, ferocious, and terrifyingly deep aura spread among the temples, filling every corner.

The pupils of the ink paintings are trembling.
Chapter completed!