Mo Hua took a closer look and slowly opened his eyes.

Divine essence!

This is a wisp of pure golden, third-grade divine essence!

"Tiger?"

Mo Hua felt it and sighed, feeling a little regretful.

This is pure divine essence, without any trace of will.

The tiger is completely dead.

This golden essence is more like...a "gift" left to me by the tiger.

This is the pure golden third-grade divine essence.

The marrow is much purer and more precious than the previous ones.

Even the ink painting can sense an opportunity for spiritual consciousness to break through the twenty lines.

Mo Hua was grateful, but also a little confused.

"Tiger treats me so well, does he... want me to do something?"

Mo Hua remembered Tiger's last words again:

"If we are really friends...take mine...and leave the Lonely Mountain."

What to bring?

Divine essence?

It's possible...

But Mo Hua felt that something was not right. Somewhere in his mind, he always felt that this divine essence was specially reserved for him by Huangshan Jun.

Because the essence that is on your lips cannot be let go.

It is impossible for Huangshan Jun not to understand how powerful the temptation of divine marrow is to gods and even god-like beings.

What's more, looking at Huangshan Jun's troubled expression at that time, it was obvious that what he said was a more important request...

He didn't even dare to say it.

"What could it be?"

Mo Hua frowned, confused for a moment.

He pondered for a moment more, then suddenly his head trembled, a stone fell down, cracked into threads, and there were slight cracks on the ground.

"not good……"

Mo Hua suddenly realized that this was the death of the evil fetus, and the nightmare began to collapse.

"Elder Xun..."

Mo Hua quickly stood up, wanting to see how Elder Xun and the others were doing, and whether they had been affected, but as soon as he took a step, a huge repulsive force came, and the space split open, forming a virtual and real vortex, which completely pulled Mo Hua into it.

The evil fetus is the center of the nightmare.

As soon as the evil fetus died, the entire nightmare began to collapse from the temple.

Mo Hua bore the brunt and was sent away first.

After the ink painting disappeared, the dream continued to collapse little by little.

In the corner of the main hall, where no one noticed, not even the ink painting noticed, there was still half a dragon bone.

On the dragon bone, there remains a wisp of the disintegrating power of divine thoughts.

This disintegrating force disintegrated the dragon's bones bit by bit.

The dragon energy on the keel is also resisting this destructive force.

Suddenly the keel trembled, revealing an eye. This eye was cloudy and old, and it was the second elder's eye.

He took a deep look at the place where the ink painting disappeared, and muttered the name in his mouth:

"Ink painting..."

Then the dragon energy dissipated and the dragon bones completely disintegrated.

But before the keel disintegrated, the dream collapsed first. The second elder's remnant thoughts that were parasitic on the keel also left the nightmare and drifted to who knows where...

…

Ganxue State Boundaries.

Qian Dao Sect.

When the evil fetus dies, a layer of evil, hazy mist of cause and effect dissipates.

The ancestor of the Shen family, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, covered his chest, and felt palpitations in his heart for no reason.

"what happened……"

The ancestor of the Shen family frowned, counted his fingers, and immediately his expression changed drastically, calling: "Here comes someone!"

A close elder of the Shen family walked in and said, "Ancestor."

"Quickly," the ancestor of the Shen family said in a trembling voice, "go to Gushan and eliminate the consequences of your karma..."

A close elder of the Shen family was startled and said in a low voice: "Ancestor, the movement is too big, I'm afraid it will cause other families to notice..."

"I can't care about so much anymore, go quickly!" The ancestor of the Shen family scolded, "Send all the people who can adjust it, use fire magic, fire talismans, and fire formations to burn all those things..."

Elder Shen, this was the first time he saw his ancestor be so rude, and immediately felt a chill in his heart, realizing that the problem might be more serious than he thought.

"Yes!" Mr. Shen raised his hand and hurriedly retreated.

The ancestor of the Shen family sat on the spot, frowning, still feeling uneasy in his heart.

"How could it be leaked..."

"Also, where did this ancient evil spirit come from? Who is it... can even hide it from me..."

…

At the same time that the ancestor of the Shen family was shocked.

Taixumen, where the elders live.

Mr. Xun, who was playing with the compass and recording something, immediately felt his heart skip a beat.

He returned the calculations of the current compass to their original positions, and then deduce the direction of the lonely mountain. His expression suddenly changed, he pinched a sword talisman and sent it out.

After a while, Xun Zixian came over and said respectfully:

"Ancestor."

Mr. Xun said in a deep voice: "Without further delay, take some elders from the sect and go to Gushan immediately."

"Lonely Mountain?"

"There... there is a big cause and effect showing up," Mr. Xun looked solemn, "and... the ink painting is also there."

Xun Zixian's heart trembled, and he nodded immediately:

"good!"

…

Not only the ancestors of Qiandao Sect and Taixu Sect, but also some ancestors of other big families and sects have noticed the abnormality.

"There is something strange in the northwest..."

"The Shen family's territory?"

"Send someone over..."

"Don't alert the snake, don't alert the Shen family..."

"Inquire about the news, as much as you can find out..."

"This old fox also makes mistakes sometimes..."

"Let's see if we can catch some clues..."

"If you often walk by the river, how can your shoes not get wet..."

"...Find a way to take a bite of the fat."

News spread from the upper echelons of the aristocratic families and sects that groups of monks were gathering in the direction of Gushan, either openly or covertly, pretending to be unintentional, or deliberately...

The situation is changing, and undercurrents are beginning to surge.

…

Lonely mountain, in the temple.

Mo Hua woke up in a daze, unable to open his eyes for a while, accompanied by a slight ringing in his ears. He vaguely heard someone murmuring, and the sound of a knife cutting flesh and blood.

"The royal descendant of the Great Wilderness..."
To be continued...