The moonlight flowed all the way down the Baihui acupoint of her body, and after flowing around the big acupoint, it finally gathered at the Great Tomb on her left wrist, and then flowed into the jade bracelet on her wrist from the Great Tomb.

There was a burst of numbness in the meridians that had been washed by the moonlight, and the qualifications of this body seemed to be very good. After only one baptism of moonlight, a small part of the energy can be saved to transform the meridians.

Perhaps, she will be able to cultivate a human practice in her lifetime? Not... It's a tempting idea......

After introducing the moonlight into the meridian circulation for a week, the energy contained in the moonlight can continue to circulate on its own, and she no longer needs to spend the demon soul to guide it.

So the ink demon probed most of the demon souls into the storage space on his wrist. There was a white silver light in the storage space, but in the middle there was a black hole the size of a seed, which was shrinking one by one, constantly wriggling.

The demon spirit probed carefully, and the familiar sensation came from the black hole, it was the tree species that had swallowed the spell on her arm before!

At this time, the black skin of the tree gradually changed from smooth to dry with the inflow of moonlight, and the demon soul of the ink demon touched it, and found that the black wrinkles had a dry and rough touch like the bark.

What's even more surprising is that the demon soul of the ink demon can't directly penetrate into the shell of this spell pattern, and can only feel the surging energy in this shell with the demonic power of the same origin, as if it is not a seed wrapped here, but a world.

A living world.

With a soft sound of "snort", the ink demon's sense of the tree species suddenly collapsed - the formation she set up in the courtyard had been touched by the monster.

"Since you're here, come out."

The cold tone revealed a lot of dissatisfaction, and the little demon Mo was already full of murderous intent for the monster who interrupted her sense of her little tree seed - an opportunity to perceive the essence of the world was interrupted by it like this, and any goblin would be angry because of it!

Mo Xiaoyou is a traditional goblin who respects her strength, and she will not hesitate to destroy anything that prevents her from advancing and improving her strength, whether it is alive or dead.

Therefore, at this time, she was furious, and with just one sentence, she had already thrown out a row of stone needles towards a corner of the courtyard. These stone needles have the length of the index finger and the thickness of the little finger, which is the secret weapon she has thought of since she entered this world.

Each stone needle had been carefully polished by her, and there were even grooves on it that she had specially carved so that although they were not as sharp as steel, they could still kill people, especially when they landed in the veins of the other party.

However, the goblin hiding in the shadows turned out to be extremely fast, but her row of stone needles fell into the empty space nine times out of ten, and only one or two of them landed with a muffled sound.

The demon in the dark was also really forbearing, and when he was hit by such a stone needle, he didn't say a word, and then he quickly began to change his body shape and adjust the landing point, trying to make the ink demon unable to see his appearance.

The corners of Mo Xiaoyou's mouth pulled an upward arc, she stood in place without even opening her eyes, and with a flip of her wrist, another palm-sized array stone had already appeared in her left hand.

The lines on this array stone are very strange, they are composed of irregular dots and lines, and each line is not known to be used by the ink demon to draw a different color.

At this time, her eyes were closed, a silver light flashed in the middle of her forehead, and her right hand landed accurately on the middle of the array stone.