In the era of painting the old life, all demons were born and raised, and they were born naturally.

There is no such thing as an heir at all.

Naturally, at this moment, the old painter couldn't understand why these demons were able to break through its control.

Obviously they are already puppets, and their consciousness is no longer themselves, how can there be another accident!

This portrayal is always a little angry, and it is clear that it is almost about to succeed!

At that time, it will have an extremely gifted body, and it will no longer have to be restricted from cultivating because of its spirit body.

Before it had a body, it thought that its innate ability was the best in the world, because no one could stop its direct attack on the spirit!

But without a body, it cultivates as a ghost, and the spirit alone can't cultivate at all!

Therefore, after seeing the body of the wood, its eyes lit up, and it deliberately designed such a bureau to attract the wood into the urn.

But now, something happened.

Countless evil spirits surged in from the cracks, stretching out their long hands to grab the old man.

The huge black hole covered the old man's body.

Obviously, there are only a few steps left from Mu's body, but these few steps are like a moat, and they can't be crossed no matter what.

Angry, the old man's face flashed fiercely, and he directly detonated part of his body and pointed at those evil spirits.

"Give it to me!"

Suddenly, the black and white light swept by, and those mechanical sluggish evil spirits were all in unison, and the huge suction force disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, the old painter breathed a sigh of relief with a pale face, and then showed a fierce look.

The spirit's injuries are far worse than the physical injuries, and if it doesn't find a body to live in, even if the demon doesn't kill it, it will die little by little.

When the suction disappeared, not only did the old man survive, but the wood was also freed from the mortal environment.

But the vibration of the knot in his body made Mu unable to control his body at all.

Even when it watched the old man solve the harassment of those evil spirits, and laughed fiercely and turned into a ray of light and flew towards its body, it could only watch like this.

Are you going to die?

Unwillingly.

Obviously, it hasn't sent out the demon it wants to save, and it doesn't want its body to be painted like this.

How can you die like this!

Airplanes!

As soon as there was a flower in front of it, a dark shadow suddenly stood in front of it, it trembled under the pressure of fear, and its voice was green: "Get out, get out!" ”

It's those little goblins.

In the hazy vision of the wood, it seemed to see one after another the little demons it protected standing in front of it, using its own body to form a barrier in front of it.

Rippling in his heart, a warm current suddenly surged in Mu Nei's heart, warm.

It's like, it's the first time it's been protected.

But the warm current came and went quickly, and the old man sneered, and directly shook his hand, and the little demons who were in front of it were all thrown aside.

Want to stop it? Let's cultivate for another 20,000 years!

Mu glared angrily, no longer caring about the vibration of the knot in his body, and let those powers pass away.

It wants, beheads it!

Strong fluctuations came from Mu's body, but Hua Lao just sneered disdainfully, pinching the trick in his hand, he wanted to completely seize Mu's strength!

Rumble!

The wood, who was about to fight to the death, suddenly froze in place, and the painting old man who could only take its body and everything from it in the next moment was suddenly swept away by the huge torrent.

Countless evil spirits followed one after another, and the sluggish machinery rumbled like a torrent from one corner of this world to the other.

It saw the old man struggling and scolding in the torrent of evil spirits, begging for mercy in fear in the back, and finally showing a look of despair and unwillingness.

Slowly, irreversibly, a sluggish and mechanical expression appeared on the old face.

Like a wave, after struggling for a while, he was assimilated by this monstrous torrent of evil spirits.

Unconsciously, the power on the wood stopped flowing, and it quickly came back to its senses and stretched out the roots of the tree, bringing the little demons who had been thrown away to its side.

The fluorescent body is thin, and Mu plans to use his body to carry this torrent of evil spirits and gain a glimmer of life for those little demons.

It's just that just as Mu showed a look of death, the monstrous torrent of evil spirits suddenly parted and bypassed Mu's side.

This made Mu stunned, but after seeing the sluggish looks of those machines in the torrent of evil spirits, the sudden silence came to an end.

It has no heirs, and I don't know why they are so obsessed.

Even though they are not even sane, they are just puppet evil spirits, but they still remember to protect their children.

In the dusk of the world, a river of magma flows from infinity, and its banks are covered with bewitching flowers.

And above that strange and bewitching place, there is a mighty river flowing from outside the world to the ends of the earth.

Mu lived silently in the middle of the river, and dozens of little demons on the roots of the tree were wiping tears from their faces.

Loved ones have passed away, and the two worlds of yin and yang can no longer be seen.

Mu raised his head, and the sword on his body rose to the sky, flying into the sky like a dragon, getting farther and farther away from the torrent of evil spirits.

The cries never stopped, but they couldn't stay here any longer.

With a thud, the sword pierced the final barrier.

Mu took the little demon and jumped towards the tiny hole, and all the demons turned into light and scattered, returning to their own bodies.

Slowly opening his eyes, Mu realized that they had never left their original positions.

The portrait was still on its roots, and the bald demon was still standing by as if it had been brought.

Mu breathed a sigh of relief, maybe it was all an illusion just now.

Stretching out the roots of the tree and touching the bald demon, he was about to tell it the facts about those little demons, when the bald demon suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

A black hole suddenly appeared on his head, and the huge suction force immediately covered all the big demons in this mountain cave!

With the wind whistling, Mu watched in amazement as one demon spirit after another was sucked into his body by the bald demon.

In the end, he also turned into a mechanical and sluggish evil spirit, and after a dull glance at it in the air, he turned into an invisible point of light and returned to its body.

In a trance, Mu seemed to hear the sound of the little demon crying and shouting in the other rooms.

The lava here is still gurgling, but the demons here are no longer alive.

The bald demon's body no longer has the original feeling of vitality.

It's dead.

The other big demons in the village are dead.

Except for it and those little demons, this demon gathering place it saw for the first time was gone.

Mu looked blankly at the bald demon who had lost his life, the evil spirit aura in it was strong, and it was impossible for any living creature to survive.

And what about portraits?

Mu found that he didn't know when, the content on the portrait changed from a prosperous city to a dim and bleak world.

There are red rivers running through the whole world, bewitching red flowers blooming all over the banks, and there is a painting engraved on the last words left over.

Evil Spirit Dao.