Exorcism

Mu Xingqiu was about to collapse, but at the same time he felt energetic, as if he had taken a nice hot bath after a long day of hard work. His whole body was weak, but he felt very comfortable. He just wanted to lie on the soft bed and not move. Have a good sleep.

His Jiang Palace, Lower Dantian and meridians were still in a mess, but the rope that had been holding him back from reaching the eighth level of illusion was gone. Even though the inner alchemy was spinning slowly and there was not much mana left, Mu Xingqiu was full of energy. gained confidence.

Zhou Qi stared at Mu Xingqiu. If it had been at the beginning of the fight, he would have sneered at Mu Xingqiu's every word, but now he did not dare to take it lightly.

"Illusion of mind?" Zhou Qi let go of Mu Xingqiu's collar and cast the spell at the same time.

A colorful spell hit Mu Xingqiu's chest, instantly destroying the outer leather armor and the inner shirt, desperately trying to penetrate his body.

Mu Xingqiu did not issue any spells, and stood there swaying slightly, using his flesh and blood to resist the powerful spells.

In the eyes of most of the demon clan watching, Mu Xingqiu's situation was even more unfavorable, and he was completely in the position of being passively beaten. The five-color spell was a more eye-catching light in their eyes, but the power and murderous intent in it was something that every demon could find. Having seen or heard about it, they were surprised that Mu Xingqiu did not die immediately.

Jin Cu and other demon tribes came forward to help again, but Shen Shang stopped them again, "Wait a minute." He was the only one who could see the details of the fight clearly, and he was the only one who knew that Mu Xingqiu had implemented it, and it was not a pragmatic illusion with lightning attached. , but an illusion that penetrates directly into the human brain.

Shen Shang felt strange, because Wuxu Illusion was obviously not as effective as lightning. No matter how good Mu Xingqiu's physique was, he would not be able to withstand the magic of the Taoist priest for a long time - Zhou Qi had indeed become much weaker, but he had the sword-washing pond water in his hand. The magical sword made up for part of the loss in strength, and at least he was still able to swallow smoke and even reach the level of Xia Xia.

After waiting for a while, Shen Shang became worried. The reason why Mu Xingqiu used the Wuxu Illusion Technique was not like he was confident, but more like a last resort when his strength was weak. Shen Shang was the first to take a step, and Jin Cu and other demon clan followed, gradually surrounding the two magic fighters.

For Tuo Tao, Prince of the Sacrifice King, this is the best time to show his loyalty. He is even grateful for the strange attraction that brought him here. He increasingly feels that Lord Yishi's guidance is of great benefit, "Demon Lord, my name is Tuo Tao. , is the prince of the Kingdom of Sheshen. The old king of the Kingdom of Sheshen is seriously ill and dying. The princes are vying for the throne. They are all looking for support from the Shengfu Dynasty and Taoism. Only I know that the situation of mankind is over, and the Demon Lord will soon return to the world. I came here specifically to look for you, hoping to get your support. I am willing to sacrifice my entire country and become just a little king under the rule of the Demon King..."

Even under normal circumstances, Zhou Qi couldn't listen to a prince's flattering words. Now he just felt it was noisy and shouted: "Shut up!"

To Tuo Tao, this had another meaning. He glanced around and found that the savage demon was approaching the Demon Lord. It was obvious that he wanted to help the so-called "demon master". He knew that this was an opportunity to perform meritorious deeds. Well done. Worth a thousand words of allegiance.

"Soldiers of the Kingdom of Sacrifice, assemble! You cowards, come back to me, I am your prince! Destroy these barbaric monsters, protect... and clear the place for the Demon Lord!"

More than a thousand demon soldiers came running over at the command, their armor was patchy and their weapons were pitiful. However, due to their large numbers, they still felt that their own side had the advantage.

When he found that the demon king didn't object, Tuo Tao felt happy and knew that he had done the right thing. Then he was kicked over and fell into the snow and couldn't get up for a long time.

Jin Cui taught Prince Shi Shen a lesson, and rushed to the front without stopping. He didn't have much demonic power left, but this did not affect his fighting spirit at all.

Shen Shang held the bald man with one hand and cast the Five Elements Golden Spell with the other hand.

Zhou Qi felt angry and sad that he had fallen to this point, being besieged by a group of monsters and an inhaled Taoist priest. He couldn't spare much power to deal with these rabble, so he waved his hand to summon seven magic spells including lamps and candles. Weapon, he used a soul technique, even if it was a sledgehammer to kill a chicken, he couldn't care less, not to mention that his sledgehammer was already extremely blunt.

A gust of cold wind swept by, and Shen Shang's Five Elements Gold spell was still four or five feet away from the target. It disappeared out of thin air. Hundreds of monsters suddenly felt that their legs and feet were weak, and they fell one after another. Only Jin Cui ran around. When Qi came closer, he raised his fist and fell down. He rolled out several times involuntarily, getting further and further away from Zhou Qi.

The cold wind generated by the soul guarded the area dozens of steps outside Zhou Qi, and all those who entered had weak legs. Zhou Qi could only do this step, thinking that the flattering demon prince might be useful, "Kill these barbaric demons, Leave no one behind.”

Tuo Tao had just stood up with the help of his attendants. He was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately urged the demon soldiers who had gathered together, "Come on! After raising you for so long, can you not even defeat a group of soft-footed barbarian demons? Come on! Let the Demon Lord see you. Strength……"

The two groups of monsters started fighting. Although the number of soldiers from the Sheshen Kingdom was larger, most of the Jincu group were strong monster monsters, and there was also an inspiratory Taoist priest to help them. They were not at a disadvantage. The weapons of both sides were flying. Almost everything was lost on the way here, and all the fighting was done with fists and feet.

Compared to the two standing motionless warriors, the battle between the demon clan was chaotic, like a large group of beasts biting in the snow. In fact, there were actually many beast demons who opened their mouths and used their teeth as weapons.

Tuo Taoguang thought about performing meritorious service in front of the Demon Lord, and neglected to protect himself. There were only a few attendants around him, and soon he was kicked over by a certain beast monster.

By the time he tried to get up from the snow and took off his helmet to take a breath, the battle was almost over. Most of the monsters had stopped and maintained their fighting postures, but they all turned to look at the two fighting men not far away. By.

Tuo Tao raised his hand to wipe his face and found that his nose was bleeding. This made him scared and angry. He was about to order to kill all the wild monsters when he finally noticed the strange silence around him. He also followed the many gazes and looked over. The surprise in his heart was comparable to the chill in his soul, and his legs became weak.

The magical sword was glowing, growing and shortening, but it had left the Demon Lord's hand and was floating in the air, seemingly hesitant about where it belonged.

The most important thing is that the Demon Lord's spell is gone. He is trembling, his beard is gently undulating like waves, and his face is red and white. No one can believe that he still has the upper hand.

Mu Xingqiu's chest was darkened, but he stood firmer and his right hand was slowly reaching towards Zhou Qi.

Mu Xingqiu seemed to have lost his support. He took a step forward, turned his arm, and caught the magic sword that was glowing with light.

The light disappeared immediately, and the magic sword turned into water droplets again.

The scream lasted for a while in many ears before disappearing completely. Shen Shang shook his head and asked: "Is it over? Is Zhou Qi dead?"

"The fight is over, but Zhou Qi escaped." Mu Xingqiu said tiredly, looking down at the magic weapons on the ground, unable to bend down to pick them up, nor cast a spell to summon them.

"Old bastard, you are so lucky." Shen Shang knew that it was not Mu Xingqiu who showed mercy, but that he really had no energy left. As for him, Jin Cu and other demon clans, they could not even find any trace of Zhou Qi. Note that the Taoist priest was at his weakest. He can also cast profound spells.

Shen Shang flew to Mu Xingqiu's side, held the bald man in his hands, and handed it over like a crown, "Are you considered a Xingluo Taoist? Hey, no matter what, you have created a miracle. Zhou Qi is a real Taoist priest. I must publicize this matter well, it is worth writing ten pages when writing to Pang Shan.”

Mu Xingqiu showed a weak smile. He didn't even have the strength to be humble. He raised his hand and touched the bald man's mucus shell. He couldn't get the sword cleaning water in, so he had to give up temporarily.

Jin Cui and other demons gathered around and looked at the demon master with awe. They didn't know that Mu Xingqiu was close to running out of gas and lamps, they only remembered that he had just defeated the leader of Bing Kui.

What was so embarrassing was that the demon king, who had sacrificed his life for all the demons in the country and had not been loyal to him for a long time, actually ran away. The seemingly shaky "demon master" became the final winner.

Tuo Tao turned around and quietly walked towards Zhenshan Niu stuck in the snow. He felt that this distance was really long and he might not be able to cover it in his lifetime.

"Wait, Prince Takuto."

When the demon master's voice came, Tuo Tao swayed and was supported by the attendants who came behind him. Then he slowly turned around and opened and closed his mouth several times, but could not utter a single word.

"The Demon Lord you kneel to is Wangshan Taoist named Zhou Qi. He has been possessed by the Demon Lord for several years. His plan is to cover the entire world with ice and snow, and the Kingdom of Saishen is no exception. Go back, tell your subjects, and prepare to welcome The war is not with us, but with the vanguard force of the demons. They will not be merciful to any race. "

Tuo Tao felt that he should say something, but what came out of his mouth was just two hums. He finally controlled his stiff neck and nodded, which was considered a response.

Mu Xingqiu waved his hand, indicating that all the demons from the Sacrifice Country could leave. He was too tired and did not want to have another meaningless battle.

Looking at Tuo Tao's back, Jin Cuo said coldly: "They really got an advantage."

"Jun Yishi has such bad taste." Shen Shang shook his head. He didn't know much about Wolf King Qi Yemang, otherwise he would have looked down upon Jun Yishi. "Mu Xingqiu, I still don't understand. You How did he defeat Zhou Qi in the end? He seemed very scared."

"Memory is power." Mu Xingqiu repeated Yi Shijun's famous saying, "I took away part of Zhou Qi's memory. Zhou Qi will not be able to cast demon spells for a while."

Shen Shang was shocked. Taoist priests can use magic to see other people's memories, but taking them away is another matter. "Are you talking about the art of seizing memories? That's a magic that can only be cast by Taoist priests who focus on the mind."

Mu Xingqiu smiled. His inner alchemy had not changed, and he was still at the fifth level of star fall. However, his illusion skills had finally reached the eighth level, which was comparable to that of a Taoist priest. If his magic power had not been exhausted, he could have taken away and destroyed it. All of Zhou Qi’s memories.

"There is one more day." Mu Xingqiu looked up at the dark sky and couldn't believe how slowly time passed. "We have to stay in Ice City for one more day."

Jin Cu shook his head, "We will stay here for a day, and you should go find the Spirit King."

Mu Xingqiu looked at Jin Cui doubtfully.

"I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but you didn't want to hear it at the time. Later, when things happened in Bingcheng, I didn't want you to leave too early... The Spirit King was seriously injured because of you. Even if you can't help her, you should go and see her. Look at her."