Exorcism

Thick dark clouds fell sharply - the sky collapsed, and no one could bear it. The dark clouds fell on all humans and monsters, regardless of life or death. It did not harm any living beings. The warriors who were fighting did not even notice anything. Falling, they just felt that a new force was injected into their bodies, their fatigue was swept away, their stiff arms could be swung again, and their legs and feet that were like lead became flexible again.

The most important change is that they can't feel pain and fear, and are full of desire for killing. Soldiers are more susceptible to the influence of the physical sacrifice than the people at the rear. They are so red-eyed that they don't even distinguish between friend and foe, waving their weapons indiscriminately. It's really useless. The target was to chop and stab the nearest corpse one after another...

The body sacrifice of King Sacrifice is more fierce than that of the half-demon. He can also find humans and demons with Dao roots and transform them into demon chosen ones. However, this time they will not be sent to Wangshan and will never be resurrected. , sooner or later, the remaining soul will still be drowned by the dark tide, which is more painful than the normal death of a person who spends 7749 days recalling his life.

Mu Xingqiu's real illusory body was almost knocked out of the statue, and the desire to fight also hit him, but he resisted, and in the crazy emotions, he found signs of the existence of the chosen ones. They may have physical bodies. They are dead or fighting, but they always maintain a trace of calmness. They are very conspicuous on the entire battlefield and can be easily spotted using telepathy.

There are as many as three to four hundred Demon Chosen people scattered on the vast battlefield. Some of them, like Shen Xiuming, were lucky enough to enter the Taoist system, but they did not condense the inner elixir and gradually retreated into mortals. Some of them never knew Even though he possessed the inner elixir, the Taoist tradition did not discover it. When he reached adulthood, his Taoist roots gradually faded away, and he had no chance to practice.

The demons are not picky at all. All Dao roots are their prey. What they need is not humans or monsters with Dao roots, nor their understanding and will, but just a bunch of living magic weapons.

Mu Xingqiu speeded up. He could only tell where the chosen one was, but he couldn't tell their identity. He could only check them one by one, hoping to find Shen Xiuming as soon as possible.

He couldn't let his good friend become a living magic weapon of the demon clan.

Mu Xingqiu regretted his carelessness. He originally thought that the Shengfu Dynasty could last for a while, so he did not reveal his true identity to Shen Xiu Ming when he was in the Wave City, nor did he remind him to pay attention to his safety. In the vast sea of ​​people, the more ordinary he was, the more ordinary he was. The safer it is, Mr. Ma, who knew Shen Xiuming, is dead, and there will be no more half-demon looking for him.

But Mu Xingqiu did not expect that it was not Shen Xiuming who was overthrown, but the "vast sea of ​​people" of Shengfu Dynasty. In a sense, it was he who personally sent Shen Xiuming back to the crumbling building.

Guilt made him anxious. At this moment, Shen Xiuming was more important than the entire Fuhai City.

Mu Xingqiu saw the Fish-Dragon Formation Giant and the Sacrifice King on the edge of the battlefield, but Wuxia went to help. He could only try his best to speed up and shuttle between the statues of hundreds of Demon Chosen Ones or the Niwan Palace.

The Niwan Palace for ordinary humans and monsters was in chaos and had not turned into a room at all. Mu Xingqiu could only stay inside for a while.

The light blue light came and went on the battlefield, and was not noticed at first. When the dark clouds in the sky fell for the second time, Queen Xun ordered the sacrificial talismans and the statues on human chests to glow one after another, the blue light contrasted clearly with the white light. Finally came into focus.

The light of the statue was like a cool breeze, which stirred up the human beings who wore the statue. Their madness subsided and their murderous intent weakened. They still resisted the attack of the demon soldiers, but they no longer killed each other.

The idol marked a group of people, who gradually came together to help and protect each other, and became like an army again. The nodes of the battle were reversed, and chaos developed in an orderly direction.

Humans whose idols have lost their idols and monsters who have no idols, or who have idols that do not shine, are still in a state of madness, fighting like hungry beasts, not even sparing their familiar comrades.

Comparing the two, the cohesion of the luminous one is stronger.

The clouds fell to the ground again, raising a thick smoke. This time, a considerable number of humans resisted the influence of the physical sacrifice and condensed into hundreds of isolated islands of different sizes in the chaotic battlefield.

The smoky battlefield was illuminated by the light of the statue, and the light blue light of the true illusory body was even more conspicuous.

Although Mu Xingqiu was eager to find Shen Xiuming's whereabouts, he still admired Xin Youtao in his heart. He learned the general situation from Queen Xun's memory. It was Xin Youtao's idea that the statue glowed. The method was very simple. Before the war, he passed a lot of The talisman casts a simple spell on all the statues in the city. When activated, the statues will glow.

The spell is very simple and has no lethality or protective effect. However, for a group of humans who believe in ancient gods and place all their hopes on them, this light is a miracle manifested by the gods.

The Great Flesh Sacrifice is based on demonic illusions. After Xin Youtao learned more about the situation in Talang Kingdom, he knew that no one on his side could block this powerful spell, and could only rely on the strength of everyone to resist together.

This is an adventure. Xin Youtao hopes to use faith to bring together the wills of many humans to resist the magical influence of the physical sacrifice.

Back when he was in Duanliu City, he heard Mu Xingqiu say that when the crowd's emotions gathered together and reached a certain level, there was nothing that could be done about the illusion, except following the emotions to push it more intensely.

He speculated that demon illusions also had the same characteristics.

Mu Xingqiu admired Xin Youtao, but he might not have dared to do this. The biggest risk was not whether the physical sacrifice was similar to the illusion of mind, but whether the soldiers could be inspired by the light of the statue in a very short period of time and unite into a group. , the more humans with the same emotions, the stronger the resistance. If they are always scattered, it will not have much effect.

Xin Youtao's adventure was successful. He had made sufficient preparations before the war. Most of the soldiers had a hope in their hearts: at some point, the ancient gods would help them, and the god of war would defeat the monsters for them.

The life-or-death situation, the intense anticipation, and the simultaneous radiance of light formed a cohesive force that grew in emotional strength as more and more soldiers came together.

The dark clouds in the sky hit the ground again. In the thick smoke, the white light was still vaguely visible. The soldiers of the Yellow Fu Army used this as a guide to approach each other.

"Look at that blue light..."

"Look at that blue light!"

More and more eyes are paying attention to the fast-moving blue light. It is very special. The light of the statue will fluctuate with the thickness of the smoke. Only this blue light is always so clear, as if it is imprinted on the eyeballs, unaffected by it. Any influence from the outside world, even if the dark clouds fall to the ground and it seems like a brief moment of night, the white light of the statue is only a weak ball, but the light blue light is still eye-catching, and can be seen by eyes dozens of miles away.

Those humans and monsters without idols also began to calm down. They were fighting and could not turn enemies into friends. However, the two sides fought in the normal way, with offense, defense, and retreat. The will to save lives overcame killing. desire.

At this moment, the King of Sacrifice discovered that the effect of the physical sacrifice was suddenly reduced, and he saw a light blue light. He was furious, and used force on his hands to press the giant with his sword until his knees bent. He could not solve the problem in front of him with one move. The enemy, but he had to prioritize, so he held the sword in one hand and continued to put pressure on the giant. His other arm stretched out, pointing his thumb at the blue light, and followed it as it moved.

"You have quite a few tricks up your sleeve." King Sheshen didn't even notice that Xin Youtao had gotten into his demon body.

The situation above the battlefield suddenly changed, and a large number of spells and hexes wandering around uncontrollably suddenly found their targets, scrambling to catch up and intercept the light blue light.

This is a battle of speed. Everything is incredibly fast. There are still blue lights and afterimages of spells in the eyes, but the chase has already turned behind them.

In comparison, the battle on the ground was as clumsy as the fight of young animals. The harder the blue light is to catch, the more attention it attracts. Humans and demons still hold weapons in their hands, wary of each other, and maintain a relatively safe distance, but rarely attack, and their eyes are chasing the blue light.

The physical sacrifice is still going on, and the process of dark clouds falling to the ground and thick smoke rising continues over and over again, but the impact is minimal.

Mu Xingqiu is still looking for Shen Xiuming. He has found at least a hundred Demon Chosen Ones. Most of their bodies have died, and their souls are confused in the darkness. Soon they will hear mysterious voices, provoking their passion. Anger and pride, and thus voluntarily accepted the reinvention of the demon clan.

The only thing Mu Xingqiu could do to these dead people was to cast spells to completely cut off the connection between the body and soul, allowing the souls to enter the normal process of death.

The biggest fear in his heart was having to use the same spell on Shen Xiuming.

At the edge of the battlefield, the demonic body of the King of Sacrifice swelled again, his head touched the low-hanging dark clouds, and his whole body stood upright against the sky. Dozens of red rays of light in his body became more and more powerful, and gradually connected into one, like a skeleton. Those were more than seventy spirit pills that he sent people to seize from Zhaoshan. It was thanks to them that King Sheshen was able to preside over a large demon formation in the imperial capital and absorb the power of more than half a million humans through the physical sacrifice.

In a very short period of time, the King of Sacrifice had the strength equivalent to the state of concentration. He was no longer afraid of half-demons. The Taoist lineage had retired and the demons were recuperating. He did not believe that there was anyone else in the world who could be his opponent.

In his eyes, the light blue light just ran faster. As long as it was resolved, the physical ceremony could proceed normally.

Tens of thousands of spells were controlled by the King of Sacrifice, and finally the blue light was contained in a small area. It had no way to escape and had to take action.

"The ancient god is a scam, I am the god!" King Sheshen shouted, and with a spell that could kill hundreds of thousands of humans and monsters, he rushed towards the blue light.

Mu Xingqiu stopped, not because he was surrounded, but because he finally found Shen Xiuming. At the same time, his eyes penetrated the smoke and saw Xin Youtao who was struggling to advance inside the huge demon body.

Xin Youtao took off his talisman master's robe, and his whole body was covered with all kinds of magic weapons, and he was trying hard to move towards the heart of the demon body.

He does not have a pure Taoist inner elixir, nor does he have the peace of mind to use the art of breaking the elixir. He wants to use another method to detonate powerful enemies and himself.