Exorcism

The mucus-like demon body suddenly became as hard as stone. Xin Youtao was not far from his heart, but he could no longer move forward or move his fingers. He could not sacrifice the talisman.

The red light closest to him gradually grew longer, turning into a big snake with its mouth open, and pounced towards Xin Youtao unhurriedly.

Only needing a little space, Xin Youtao tried his best, but the strength gap between him and his opponent was too big. The King of Sacrifice only used a small part of his strength to completely suppress him.

There is one last chance. The demon body around the red snake will soften. When it pounces, Xin Youtao may have time to sacrifice a talisman in his hand. As for the other talismans, they may be destroyed and no spells can be released. .

If he had time, Xin Youtao would regret it. He could have produced more talismans if he had started earlier, but now he was not distracted. From head to toe, and even every pore of his sweat was filled with one thought and one expectation: to be beaten before At least one talisman was sacrificed before the sorcery shattered the body.

For the King of Sacrifice, the small battle in the demon body was over. The target he cared about was the light blue Mu Xingqiu in the distance. He remembered that when the Taoist hermit went to Zhaoshan to seize the spirit pill, he encountered I visited a powerful enemy, but I could only bring back more than seventy spirit pills, not all of them.

It is said that it is a real illusion, but it has the strength of the spiritual realm. After the hermit returned home, he solemnly reminded the King of Sacrifice: Before the demons obtained the body, the real illusion may be his only equal opponent.

Now this opponent finally appears.

The King of Sacrifice felt that the demon body had been destroyed again. He looked down and found that one of the giant arms of the fish-dragon formation had stretched into the demon body's chest.

He has not used all his strength, because the giants of the Fish-Dragon Formation are also rare strong men. He hopes to seize the giant's power through the physical sacrifice, but compared with the real illusion, the giant is not worth mentioning.

The King of Sacrifice exerted force with his right hand, and the several spirit elixirs in his arm glowed brightly, making explosive sounds one after another. The demon sword slowly fell, cutting off the palm of the giant in the Fish-Dragon Formation, and followed the trend, slashing on the shoulder. Sparks flew like It was a piece of steel that had been sawed open.

Xiao Qingtao's Fish-Dragon Formation Giant was different from the previous method. After the palm fell, it turned into nothing. No monk separated, and all members shared the damage. The damage was not to the limbs, but to the more precious inner elixir.

The giant raised his head and roared, resisting the demon sword with his left shoulder, and continued to extend his right hand into the demon's chest. This was also a competition. If the demon sword struck the giant's heart first, the fish-dragon formation would collapse, and the seven thousand monks would The inner elixir was all damaged and he became an ordinary mortal. If the giant's right hand could help Xin Youtao in advance, it might be another outcome.

The devastating counter-spell spread over, with astonishing momentum, but not very powerful, like a gentle breeze.

The King of Sacrifice swayed slightly and felt a vague soreness all over his body, as if he had just woken up from a hangover.

"Sure enough, you are quite capable, Zhen Huan. I have been waiting for you for a long time. You are the only one worthy of being my opponent." King Sheshen said loudly. After the demon body shook, it still stood still, but the demon sword in his hand disappeared.

The one who fell was a giant. The Fish-Dragon Formation was also a kind of magic. The strength of the Seventh Level Starfall could not withstand the influence of the counter-spell. The giant's whole body made a rattling noise, and the light flashed three times in a row, and then exploded. Seven thousand monks flew in all directions. With the inner elixir damaged and the inverse technique covering them, no one could fly, and they fell to the ground while shouting.

The King of Sacrifice tried twice and found that the spell couldn't leave his body, so he strode towards the battlefield. No matter what evil tricks Zhenhuan used, he couldn't cast the spell, and Zhenhuan shouldn't be able to either.

Many monks who had just landed on the ground became victims. If they moved a little slower, they would be trampled to death. The demon body of the Sacrifice King was already nearly a hundred feet high. After solidification, the weight was astonishing. Taking one step forward would inevitably leave a deep, shoe-shaped pit. There was blood and flesh inside.

The monks fled in all directions, but King Sheishen did not pursue them. He entered the battlefield in more than ten steps. The corpses everywhere were like weeds, trampled to pieces.

Not only humans, but also the demon clan, as long as they could still move, all the survivors panicked and took refuge. Hundreds of thousands of years of hatred and a morning of fighting, in front of a hundred-foot giant demon, became like a battle between two groups of ants. It didn't matter, humans and demons were even mixed together, so close to each other, holding weapons in their hands, but they forgot to attack each other.

Most of the spells were eliminated by the reverse spell, including the spells in the demon's body. The red snake with its bloody mouth stopped, less than a foot away from the intruder. Xin Youtao still couldn't move. Behind him, the fish The dragon formation giant's right hand has disappeared, leaving only one person, also less than a foot away from him.

Xiao Qingtao's Fish-Dragon Formation has become more refined after being transformed. The seven thousand members are not evenly distributed throughout the body, but with the help of magic, they all live in Jiang Palace. They overlap one another, but they are not crowded at all. The entire body is also They are all generated by spells and are more powerful. When a limb is damaged, no one will be killed because of it. The damage is borne by the inner elixir of all members.

The disadvantage is that all members must remain in a state of thinking without any distractions, which makes the entire giant's thinking relatively simple, and most actions and spells must be determined in advance.

As the leader of the formation, Xiao Qingtao is the only one who can move freely in the formation. Only she can occasionally wake up her mind and make some decisions for the giant.

The last decision she made for the Fish-Dragon Formation was to put her palm into the demon body and send herself in, hoping to help Xin Youtao.

She was even a little happy in her heart. If Xin Youtao was not in danger, she would have no reason to come in to help. As for the consequences, of course she knew what they were, but they were really insignificant to her.

In front of him was a ferocious maw, and behind him was the person he loved most, both less than a foot apart. However, Xin Youtao could only see death in front of him. He didn't know that Xiao Qingtao was so close to him, but he was still determined to prepare for the moment. Offer a talisman when you have the opportunity.

To ordinary humans and monsters, the King of Sacrifice is a black-robed giant monster standing tall and tall, and only Mu Xingqiu can see what's going on inside.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't withdraw the counter-spell. If the counter-spell disappears, the red snake in King Saishen's body will continue to move forward. It only takes a moment to swallow Xin Youtao. However, under the cover of the counter-spell, the illusion of mind can no longer be used. He can only Cast natural magic.

An iron chain flew out of Mu Xingqiu's hand and grew in the wind. Soon it was several hundred feet long, leaping over the battlefield and tightly wrapping around the demonic body of the King of Sacrifice.

The King of Sacrifice was slightly stunned. Zhenhuan could actually cast a spell, which was a bit beyond his expectation. However, this spell was too weak. He didn't even stop. He roared in his mouth and exerted force all over his body. The chain broke into dozens of pieces and turned into ashes and was blown away by the wind during the fall.

The natural magic spells were not powerful enough, so Mu Xingqiu no longer made meaningless attempts. Xin Youtao's judgment on him was absolutely correct. When a move failed, Mu Xingqiu's reaction was not to retreat, but to go forward.

He was the only person on the entire battlefield who could still fly. His light blue body gradually elongated during the flight, and only the front end still retained the shape of Mu Xingqiu's upper body.

He turned his body into a flexible rope, crossed half of the battlefield, entangled the King of Sacrifice again, and finally walked around to the front, face to face with the huge head of the King of Sacrifice.

The King of Sacrifice is completely different from before. A few years ago, the Half-demon King was a decrepit man who was about to die. But now he is growing new branches on the dead tree, full of vigorous and wanton vitality. To suck the life out of the old tree and all surrounding trees.

The King of Sacrifice could no longer move forward. He roared three times in a row and tried his best but still could not get rid of the light blue rope.

"I know who you are." King Sheshen just spoke casually, opening his mouth enough to swallow an ordinary human being, "You are the true illusion Zuo Liuying left in the world."

It turned out that this was the Taoist hermit's guess about the true illusion. Of course Mu Xingqiu would not refute it. He continued to increase his strength, hoping to destroy the demon body and force the King of Sacrifice to reveal his original body. "Let you and I decide." The battle will be won or lost.”

"Haha, I have to say that Zuo Liuying is indeed very smart. He can actually create a true illusion in the realm of concentration, and can also invent such strange spells, but these are of no use. Human beings have been protected by Taoism for too long. It is not at all Opponents of the demon tribe, demon soldiers, what are you waiting for? King Sheshen orders you to fight!"

The sound spread throughout the battlefield, and many demon soldiers woke up from a dream. They were still on the battlefield, holding weapons in their hands. The enemy was not far away, and everything was not over yet.

The brutal fighting suddenly started again, this time without the influence of the physical sacrifice and other spells, it was a pure hand-to-hand battle. The number of demon soldiers had always been dominant, and this time was no exception.

Mu Xingqiu's eyes widened in anger. King Sheshen deliberately provoked the fight in order to distract him. The only thing he could do was to work harder. As long as he defeated King Sheshen, the demon soldiers would escape.

The joints all over King Sheshen's body creaked. Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao inside his body both noticed the abnormality outside, but they didn't understand what was going on.

A smile appeared on the face of the King of Sacrifice, "Zhen Huan, you came out too early. Didn't Zuo Liuying tell you that the Qi Wen can only be effective once? It was a mistake for you to show up in Zhaoshan. Prepare to take the initiative."

A few miles away, a man crawled out from among a pile of corpses. He struggled for a while and finally got rid of the heavy pressure on his body, but the air he breathed was not fresh at all.

Shen Xiuming felt that he had slept for a long time, a very bad sleep, but he finally woke up and looked down. The wound on his chest had condensed. He glanced around and saw that the battle was still going on. He looked up Taking a glance, he saw King Saishen and the light blue Mu Xingqiu.

Shen Xiuming opened his mouth and let out a hoarse laugh, "Haha, who else doesn't believe it? Look, that's Mu Xingqiu, the messenger sent by the ancient gods. What are you waiting for? Come on!"

Shen Xiuming casually grabbed a long bone spear on the ground, stepped on the corpse and rushed towards the King of Sacrifice, laughing excitedly, as if he was not going to die, but running towards eternal life.

The chief's words didn't have much appeal, and they couldn't spread far. No one followed, but several demon soldiers came up to intercept them.

An arrow passed by Shen Xiuming and shot down the demon soldier closest to him. He looked back and saw Queen Xun and her guards coming on horseback and Qilin.

No one can escape this war. Queen Xun would rather take the initiative to fight against it than wait passively.