Asking about longevity

The ink painting is empty and white in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The iron corpse elder with a ferocious face and a zombie look had an incredible look on his face.

How could a Qi-refining monk have such abundant spiritual consciousness?

Without saying a word, it immediately took a deep breath.

Sweet, pure, crystal clear, endless aftertaste, and even a hint of profound and mysterious Tao Yun.

The zombie elder immediately widened his eyes.

The ultimate divine consciousness!

It has never tasted such delicious spiritual consciousness in its life.

Moreover, the spiritual consciousness here is so abundant that it can feed it for a long time.

If this kid's spiritual consciousness is eaten and then digested, his spiritual consciousness will become more solidified and his strength will increase by leaps and bounds.

Even the ancestors would value it highly...

The zombie elder had an ugly face and was very excited. When it was about to speak again, it didn't know that the hidden ink painting on the side was looking at it coldly.

"If you eat my consciousness, you have to spit it out!"

The ink painting was pointed at the same time, and a fireball flew away quickly, arriving in the blink of an eye.

In the fireball technique, spiritual power surges.

The bright red flame spiritual power manifested by the divine will is like a gossamer, entangled and twisted together, with terrifying burning power.

The fireball exploded instantly on the zombie elder.

The flames burned the clothes on which its spiritual thoughts were manifested and eroded its body.

The silken flame spiritual power penetrated every hole, like a hot red blade, cutting its skin and flesh.

The expression of the zombie elder changed drastically.

"What is this stuff?"

Spell?

It suddenly transformed into a corpse, with a huge body and knotted veins. The cold corpse air filled the air and eliminated the scorching flames on its body.

But even so, he suffered quite a lot of injuries.

"who?"

The zombie elder said angrily.

But there was a hint of panic in this anger.

The ink painting on one side gradually revealed the shape of his body. He was small and small, with a cold face, but the aura on his body was a bit unfathomable.

The zombie elder was shocked when he saw Mo Hua.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there is a strong aura, which can manifest itself and cast spells. How can this be an ordinary kid...

Miscalculated.

I was deceived by this kid.

That childish look on his face is just an illusion, in fact it is a tough one...

The zombie elder said respectfully:

"My little friend, if you come in without telling me, I'm being rude."

Mo Hua had a serious face and ignored him.

The zombie elder's gloomy eyes moved slightly and he discussed:

"But it's understandable that I'm like this..."

"To be honest, little friend, I have been hungry and thirsty for more than a month, and I haven't had a drop of water. I wonder if I can do my best to treat you as a landlord? Poor old man, let me eat some spiritual consciousness to satisfy my hunger, and then I will leave."

It had an ugly face and sinister eyes, but it looked like it was begging.

The ink painting is speechless.

He is indeed a zombie, he is so thick-skinned.

Mo Hua doesn’t want to talk nonsense anymore.

He was stealing food, and his time was limited. He needed to use thunderous means to make a quick decision to avoid being discovered by Lu Chengyun and causing complications.

Mo Hua raised his hand and fired another fireball.

When the zombie elder saw that the ink painting was soft and hard, he couldn't help but get angry:

"Shameless boy, you go too far to bully others just because you have some skills!"

It wanted to dodge, but the fireball technique was so fast and accurate that it couldn't dodge for a while, so it could only take this hit.

The fireball technique exploded, and the zombie elder was wrapped in flames, his skin was burnt black, and his figure became a little lighter.

At the same time, Mo Hua shook his little hand.

The Silk Transformation Water Prison Technique directly transformed into hundreds of gossamer threads to tightly entangle the zombie elder. On top of the spiritual threads, a fence was condensed to secure it firmly.

The zombie elder's expression suddenly changed and he was eager to break free.

But before it could break free.

Mo Hua pointed his finger, and with a movement of his mind, he began to manifest the golden lock formation at his feet.

Starting from the formation eye, golden formations, like peonies blooming, extended outwards and covered the ground. In a few breaths, a golden formation formed.

Above the formation, golden light shines.

The spiritual power formed shackles, locking the zombie elder in place.

The zombie elder was shocked.

What kind of method is this?

Formation?

Is this really in the sea of ​​consciousness?

Aren’t the seas of consciousness filled with the struggle between spiritual thoughts? Why would anyone use the formation?

But it's not over yet.

Put your hands together in the ink painting, close your eyes and concentrate, pushing your spiritual consciousness to the extreme.

Outside the Golden Lock Formation, a red light suddenly appeared, and the fire-colored spiritual power was winding, like a ghost painting with a magic brush, forming three earth-fire formations at the same time.

The intersection of the three earth fire formations is the golden lock formation in the middle.

That is, the zombie elder bound by the golden lock formation!

This is the complex formation designed by Mo Hua himself.

It's called the Golden Lock Three Lotus Earth Fire Complex.

It was constructed by itself based on the understanding of the trapping and killing formation in the Five Elements Demon Slaying Formation. It is a small trapping and killing complex formation.

Use golden lock formation to trap the enemy.

Outside the golden lock formation, there are three earth fire formations, like three fire lotuses. When the explosion occurs, the power of the three earth fire formations is superimposed on the golden lock formation to kill ghosts and evil spirits.

As soon as the formation was complete, the zombie elders looked horrified.

"Small……"

It still wants to beg for mercy, but Mo Hua doesn't talk nonsense with it.

"fry!"

Mo Hua shouted crisply.

The three-layered fire formation exploded instantly.

Three fire lotuses bloomed, and scorching spiritual power spread.

The blazing flames engulfed the zombie elders.

After a while, the flames dissipated, and the zombie elder's hands and feet were burned, and he no longer had a "human" shape. His figure was extremely dim, and he was obviously severely injured.

A combo of spells and formations directly destroyed the zombie elder.

Mo Hua nodded.

He was also quite satisfied with the power of the Golden Lock Three Lotus Earth Fire Formation.

The important thing is to combine trapping and killing enemies.

Sleep first and then kill.

As long as you can kill the enemy, you can definitely kill it, and you can't run away.

The zombie elder still had one breath left. Although he was not killed, he could not escape.

It looked at the ink painting, full of disbelief.

Who is this little devil?

So terrifying?

Spell formations were put out one after another, but within a few rounds, he, an iron corpse elder who had built a spiritual foundation, was killed by him out of confusion, and he had no power to fight back!

Are you really going to die in body and spirit today? !

It was both frightened and unwilling. It took a breath and said in a hoarse voice:

"You... dare to kill me, Mr. Zhang, my... ancestor, I won't let you go..."

Mo Hua smiled brightly and innocently:

"What a coincidence, I have no intention of letting your ancestor go."

The zombie elder's eyes suddenly widened, "You..."

Mo Hua didn't wait for it to finish speaking, and used a few fireball techniques to send it to death.

The menacing zombie elders were blasted into smoke by the ink painting.

The ink painting uses a formation to arrest the green smoke, and then refine it when there is time.

The timing is not good now, Lu Chengyun is still outside.

Mo Hua exited the sea of ​​consciousness, opened his eyes, and his mind was clear.

Lu Chengyun was still meditating on the visualization diagram there, unaware of everything.

There is not much change in the visualization diagram, except that there is one less Zhang family ancestor sitting on the seat in the corner.

Mo Hua tried to summarize the battle situation.

I found nothing to summarize.

It was as simple as using his spiritual thoughts to manifest spells and formations, trapping an Iron Corpse elder of the Foundation Establishment level, and then killing him.

A set of combos of spells and formations, flowing smoothly and perfectly.

The strong overcome the weak.

It seems that the small is bullying the big, but in fact it is the "big" bullying the "small".

It was a matter of course, no twists and turns.

But Mo Hua felt a little proud.

His ability to kill with his spiritual thoughts is indeed very strong.

The incident with the trickster was purely an accident.

The deceitful person is inscrutable, does not know the realm, does not know the means, and cannot judge by common sense.

Except for him, generally such ghosts and evil spirits should not be their opponents in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Just be careful.

There was silence in the altar.

Mo Hua secretly "ate" an iron corpse elder and was satisfied. He didn't plan to do anything again for the time being, so he quietly hid behind the altar and waited for Lu Chengyun to leave.

Half an hour later, Lu Chengyun completed his enlightenment. He felt full of spiritual consciousness and his face was filled with joy.

The visualization diagram is indeed the treasure of the formation master.

After enlightenment, it can warm and nourish the sea of ​​consciousness, enhance spiritual consciousness, and enhance the understanding of the great road.

Lu Chengyun rubbed the picture of the ancestor and couldn't put it down.

He carefully put away the Patriarch Picture, but when he was putting it away, he was suddenly startled.

This picture...why seems so right...

He looked at it carefully again and frowned.

There seems to be someone missing from this picture?

"where it goes?"

Lu Chengyun was a little stunned.

He stared at the picture for a while, still puzzled.

Did you see it wrong?

Or is it because I have visualized it many times, too many times, that it has damaged the picture, so the picture is not fully displayed?

Lu Chengyun nodded, thinking that was probably the case.

This picture is in your own hands. You can only see it, understand it, and visualize it by yourself.

If something goes wrong, it must be your own fault.

Lu Chengyun felt a little heartbroken, then his eyes darkened slightly, a gloomy smile flashed across his face, and he murmured:

"It seems like we have to find a way to find someone to feed this picture..."