"All...dead?"

The young master, who had been on top of the human race since his birth and was pampered and pampered, felt the coldness seeping out of his bone marrow for the first time.

How could they die?

How did you die?

And by whose hands did he die?

What exactly is the "thing" in the Demon Refining Picture?

The main hall was empty, all the soul lamps were extinguished, only pale white smoke curled up, and no one responded.

At this moment, the soul lamp in front of Jin Yixuan suddenly glowed with red light, and a bit of evil fire flickered.

Jin Yixuan's dead body was also twisting and twitching, then he raised his head and slowly opened his eyes.

Only the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.

And on his shoulder, another bright red "blood shadow" appeared - Mr. Tu.

The young master looked solemn and asked in a cold voice:

"Sir, what happened?"

"Mr. Tu" who possessed Jin Yixuan, his eyes shed tears of blood, and his voice was old and filled with fear:

"The one who invaded the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons... was a 'fierce god'."

The young master's face turned slightly pale, "A fierce god?"

"Mr. Tu" said: "I have not entered the picture, and have never seen it with my own eyes, but through the fragments of this body's spiritual thoughts before its death, I have sensed a trace of... the aura of 'gods'!"

"This aura of the gods is very weird, like a god and a human being, and it is terrifyingly deep."

"Divinity and humanity are mutually exclusive. Those who are half-human and half-god will definitely fall into evil ways. They are powerful evil creatures in the existence of spiritual thoughts."

"Within the boundaries of Qianxue State, you cannot borrow the divine power of the Lord of the Wilderness."

"I only have a remnant of my soul here, so I can't use any of my methods. I can't defeat such a 'fierce god'."

The young master was arrogant and frowned in confusion, "Where did such ferocious gods come from, and why did they invade our Valley of Ten Thousand Demons?"

"I don't know either..." Mr. Tu's voice was obscure, and then he was suddenly startled, remembering something, and said with trembling teeth:

"It's the 'God War'!"

"Humans are followers of gods and dependents of gods."

"All the actions of monks have myriad manifestations, but at their root, they are all the 'will' of the gods..."

"The monks from Taixu Sect and Chongxu Sect, the reason why they attacked the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons with all their strength... is to send this 'fierce god' in, invade the demon refining map, and destroy the foundation of my God Lord..."

As soon as these words came out, the young master felt chills all over his body.

Even Mr. Tu didn't expect that the so-called "war of gods" would be so direct and brutal.

Originally, he thought that gods would only hide behind the scenes, using believers as minions, secretly planning and plotting.

But now, an impressive 'fierce god' actually takes action in person.

The power of Taixu and Chongxu cannot be underestimated.

The "god" behind them really doesn't act according to common sense and is hard to fathom.

"If that's the case," the young master looked at Mr. Tu with his eyes as serious as water, "doesn't it mean that he already knows... the real 'secret' in our demon refining map?"

Mr. Tu looked solemn, "He is a god. The ways of gods are unfathomable. It is not surprising that he is omniscient and omnipotent."

The young master said: "Then what should we do now?"

Mr. Tu’s pupils trembled, and blood almost dripped from his heart. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Broken the 'Sacred Bridge'!"

The young master was startled, a little unbelievable, "Broken God Bridge?"

Mr. Tu said resolutely: "It must be cut off! Absolutely not, let him peek into the real 'temple'!"

"We can't even let him get involved in the Divine Lord's 'divine land'!"

The young master was solemn and nodded slightly.

Mr. Tu continued: "I will escort the young master into the Demon Refining Map, avoid this 'fierce god', go directly into the center, forcibly disconnect the 'Shen Bridge', cut off the road to the 'Shen Country', and prevent him from coveting the Divine Lord.

Opportunity!”

"If something goes wrong," Mr. Tu looked at the young master, "this remnant of my soul will be the 'queen' for the young master!"

Enter the Demon Refining Map and face the ‘fierce god’…

The young master looked resolute and nodded slightly.

…

At this time, the "fierce god" that Mr. Tu mentioned was still looking for something to "eat" in the Demon Refining Map without knowing anything.

"Where is the evil spirit in this picture?"

Mo Hua muttered silently.

The ferocious-looking sword bones followed meekly behind Mo Hua.

There's something strange about it.

The scene just now is still firmly etched in its mind.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen demon cultivator souls at the managerial level were directly obliterated.

Even the leader of the demon cultivators was no match for this little ancestor.

Before becoming a "sword demon", he was an old demon cultivator who forged evil swords for hundreds of years in the Demon Refining Valley.

It is not clear whether the leader of Ten Thousand Demons Valley has changed during this period.

It’s hard to say whether this leader is the leader from hundreds of years ago.

But since he can become the "leader" of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, his status must be extraordinary, and his strength and means are also indispensable.

And now this leader cannot be underestimated.

In the nightmare, he was able to manifest the pen of bones, turn his own spiritual thoughts into blood, and draw evil formations.

The formation contains the law of the great avenue.

Using spiritual thoughts to manifest formations is more powerful than manifesting spells, martial arts, spiritual weapons and other tricks.

This leader is already very strong.

At least the sword bones are worthy of shame.

But... the only fault is that this little ancestor is a "pervert".

The demon cultivator leader uses bones as his pen and blood as his ink, and the evil formation has not been finished yet.

But the little ancestor pointed his finger, and in just a few breaths, the dense array of formations had already wrapped up the demon cultivator leader.

The outcome is self-evident.

Everyone in the sword felt desperate for the demon cultivator leader.

However, along the way, I saw so many evil cultivators who were stronger than me. I was crushed to death like ants in ink paintings, and my sword bones felt happy:

"Fortunately, I begged for mercy early and flattered me. If not, if my bones were a little harder, I would have been wiped out by now..."

What's more, more than ten demon cultivators died, and the sword bones had another feast.

It was almost full, and its strength was much stronger than before.

"If I keep eating like this, one day I will be stronger than this little ancestor..."

Jian Gugu thought in his heart.

On the other side, Mo Hua, who was concentrating on it, frowned slightly.

I have searched almost everywhere I can find...

However, there was still no evil figure.

"Where is it hiding?"

Mo Hua continued to walk deeper. After walking for a while, he was suddenly startled and realized that there seemed to be something "seduce" him in the depths of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

This is an inexplicable attraction.

It seems that a kind of attachment to the "homeland" makes the "gods" part of the ink painting produce an uneasy desire and restlessness.

The homeland of gods?

Mo Hua frowned.

He raised his head again and glanced at the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in the nightmare, his mind slightly moved.

The entire Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in front of us relies on the mighty power of gods to transform into reality and reality, and is supplemented by Shinto formations.
To be continued...