In the Demon Refining Mountain, smoke and dust are everywhere.

A young man's figure moved quickly in front of him, like a sudden flash of water between heaven and earth, light and slender.

But behind him, there was a black dust storm.

The powerful, strong, hill-like third-grade golden elixir black pig demon swept with waves of blood energy and dust storm-like black demon energy, plowing open all the trees and rocks in front of it. Smelling the sweet smell of human flesh, it chased towards Mo Hua.

Kill and go.

For a time, the demonic power was huge and the scene was spectacular.

The beasts scattered in all directions, and the birds flew away in fright.

Xun Ziyou followed behind, holding the Taixu Sword in his hand. He wanted to use the sword several times to kill the pig monster.

But after thinking about it, I endured it.

Once he takes action, he will be exposed.

What the ancestor meant was to allow the ink painting to be sharpened as much as possible while ensuring the safety of the ink painting.

The sharp edge of a sword emerges from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms emerges from the bitter cold.

If he always protects Mo Hua and does not let him suffer the slightest risk, he will not be able to grow.

It's too early to take action now.

What's more, the situation has not really reached the end of the road yet.

Although the third-grade black pig demon is terrifying and powerful, every attack is extremely dangerous.

However, Mo Hua relied on his extremely superb body skills to dodge and move like running water, startled like a giant, and danced on a hanging thread. He was able to turn danger into safety and cope with every critical moment.

Xunzi was shocked, but also admired: "The body technique of ink painting is really exquisite, I don't know where I learned it from..."

But he knew that this situation would definitely not last.

After all, Mo Hua can only build the foundation, and his spiritual power is also low. Facing this third-grade golden elixir pig demon with demonic power as strong as the abyss, sooner or later he will be exhausted.

In a pursuit that is so fierce, so dangerous, and so oppressive, once you are exhausted, it is over.

Even if you feel tired, or feel nervous, or make a slight mistake in your body technique, it will be dangerous.

And Mo Hua repeatedly escaped from the mouth of the black pig demon, which further aroused the viciousness of this evil beast.

The black pig demon gradually became furious. Its demon power was still getting stronger and its speed was getting faster.

Xun Ziyou clenched the sword in his hand and worked hard.

And ink painting is indeed becoming more and more difficult.

The black pig demon in the third-grade golden elixir realm feels too oppressive. The surging demonic power and black demonic energy are like waves.

And ink painting is like a small boat in the waves, drifting with the current, but this dead pig chases him as if risking his life.

Mo Hua ran away for a long time, but still couldn't get rid of it, and it was inevitable that he felt a little angry.

He glanced back slightly with the corner of his eye, and happened to see the black pig demon, with its pig eyes as big as lanterns and as glaring as copper bells.

These eyes are staring at the ink painting.

Mo Hua couldn't help but have an impulse in his heart, but he suppressed it forcefully.

The black pig demon is too strong to take risks.

The most urgent task is to get rid of this third-grade pig demon, and it is not advisable to get too entangled with it.

Mo Hua continued to escape.

But the more he ran away, the angrier the black pig demon became.

Such ferocious demonic beasts rely on their demonic power to crush them and hunt their prey without any effort.

The ink painting has let him chase it for so long, which has aroused its murderous nature.

Next, the black pig demon kept chasing him, getting faster and faster, and the demonic aura became more and more intense.

The fierce light in his eyes is getting stronger and stronger, as if he won't give up if he doesn't want to eat the ink paintings.

Cold sweat breaks out on Mo Hua's back, and he feels more and more strenuous.

At the same time, the anger in his heart became stronger and stronger.

After a while, Mo Hua suddenly calmed down.

He looked back at the third-grade black pig demon with a cold expression and a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

After chasing him for a while, he came to a mountain and swamp.

The figure in the ink painting is like a flash of water, and the shadow turns into mist.

Three water shadows suddenly appeared.

The black pig demon was confused for a moment, lost its target, and rushed towards a water shadow, smashing the water shadow into pieces.

After the water shadow shattered, a mountain wall was revealed.

The black pig demon crashed directly into the mountain wall with its head, face, and half of its body.

There was a rumbling sound for a moment, like a mountain collapsing and the earth cracking.

After falling into the mountain wall, the black pig demon kept struggling.

But its monster body was fat and it was difficult to turn around. It struggled for a long time before it broke free, with a disgraced face.

His eyes were so red that they bled.

This third-grade black pig demon has obviously reached the edge of "fury".

It was spitting fishy smell, breathing evil wind, and its eyes were bloodshot.

The ugly pig's nose twitched, and soon he smelled the scent of ink painting again, and immediately his cruel eyes focused,

Look to the right.

The ink painting is standing in a mountain forest not far away.

The surrounding mountains are densely forested, moist with water vapor, and gurgling streams.

He didn't run, but just stood there, silently looking at the huge third-grade pig demon in front of him.

A monk with a thin body and a weak realm looked directly at a powerful monster with a huge body and black energy.

This is a naked provocation.

The black pig demon roared angrily.

This roar was like the howl of a ghost in hell, the wail of a fierce ghost, piercing the eardrums and shaking Lin Yue.

Then the blood energy trembled, and the demonic energy swept across.

The black pig demon carried a jet-black demonic wind and suddenly rushed towards the ink painting.

But just halfway through, water suddenly surged above the ground, dissolving the mud and rocks and turning it into a large mountain swamp.

The mountains turned into swamps and the ground became muddy.

The foot suddenly collapsed, and the huge body of the black pig demon immediately fell into the mire, and as the mud and rocks flowed, it sank deeper and deeper.

The black pig demon struggled and writhed desperately, its demon power vibrated, and mud and rocks were scattered all over the sky.

But the mire is very deep, and the formations surrounding it are also very clever.

Seeing that there is no time for twenty or thirty breaths, this pig demon cannot break free.

In this kind of life-and-death pursuit, twenty or thirty breaths can already determine life and death. It is also enough for Mo Hua to escape.

Xun Ziyou slowly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded secretly.

The formations used in ink painting are becoming more and more sophisticated.

Instead of simply relying on the power of formations, the formations are used to derive the power of the Bagua, thereby changing the terrain and using the natural power of heaven and earth to trap these third-level monsters and seek opportunities for escape.

In a short period of time, you can think of these things and implement them accurately.

This kid really has an almost monster-like aptitude and understanding of how to fight.

No wonder outsiders call him "the little monster of Taixu Sect".

"In this way, he can rely on his own ability to escape from this third-grade pig demon without taking action7...

Xun Ziyou was relieved, but after a while, he found that Mo Hua had clearly used the formation to trap the pig demon, but he did not escape. Instead, he stood quietly on the spot and pointed his brow.

Xunzi frowned as soon as he confirmed it.

What's the meaning?

What is this child doing?

Run away quickly!

After a while, the pig demon will break free from the swamp formation.

Time is precious. If you don't take advantage of such a good opportunity to escape, why are you putting on a show here? What are you thinking?
To be continued...