Exorcism

After King Saishen heard that there might be a master of concentration in the world, he decided to train a personal helper. The first candidate that came to mind was a half-demon boy.

The young man's name was Tuoxuan. After a series of tests, he stood out among tens of thousands of royal children. His demon elixir is already very powerful, but it is far from enough to deal with the masters of concentration. King Sheshen is unwilling to share the elixir of the gods. It is even more difficult to train a powerful helper in a short time. The orthodoxy of the country of Sheshen The hermit came up with an idea: "If Zhenhuan comes from Zuo Liuying, the spells he is good at must be within the scope of Taoism. There are some spells that he dare not do and cannot do, but the demon clan can do it."

As a result, countless gold souls, silver souls, rare steels and precious demon weapons - there are ten Izumo horns alone, and as many as hundreds of large demon pills - were thrown into the furnace, and were combined with magic and flames. A unique set of armor is created. It is not worn on the body, but is directly integrated with the bones and becomes part of the extension.

Even for the country of Shi Shen, which had already captured half of the world's land, the materials in the royal treasury were only enough to assemble a set of bone armor.

The Taoist hermits learned from the methods of the demons and made Tuoxuan into a living magic weapon, but the cost was higher and the method was more complicated. Then he was injected with spells that the Taoist priests did not dare and could not cast.

"Tuo Xuan!" King Sheshen shouted, and a large number of tentacles sprouted from his body, grabbing the blue light tightly. Since the other party came to the door, it was playing into his hands.

A half-demon boy walked out of the left pupil of the King of Sacrifice. He had a normal figure and looked like an insect about to fly out. Tuoxuan was facing Mu Xingqiu with a cold gaze.

Mu Xingqiu also looked at the half-demon and saw something familiar in the other person's eyes.

"It's amazing that Zuo Liuying can actually dispel spells, but did he expect this move?" The King of Sacrifice identified the true illusion as belonging to Zuo Liuying.

The half-demon boy Tuo began to cast a spell. This is a unique spell. Not many people know it in the Taoist tradition. The rules are strict and no one is allowed to go beyond the rules. There are also similar sporadic spells among casual cultivators and magicians. Very few Some humans and monsters secretly break through that boundary, and are regarded as unforgivable evildoers.

Counter spell has no effect on it.

A weak dark wind passed by, and Mu Xingqiu was startled, "The art of restraining the soul."

Even if Tuoxuan becomes a living magic weapon, his strength cannot surpass that of a half-demon, let alone a strong man in the realm of concentration. Taoist hermits - not one, but several - inject him with modified Dengzhuke magic. Many evil techniques have been added to break through the boundaries set by the Dengzhu family for soul techniques, and Tuoxuan can attract the souls of strangers.

Tuoxuan's soul-binding technique is far less sophisticated than Dengzhuke's, and he doesn't have the power of the soul. He can only suck out the soul, thereby killing the target.

"To be honest, I hesitated." A smile of victory appeared on the huge face of the King of Sacrifice. "The hermits told me that the soul-binding technique is different. It will hurt the caster's own soul, so strict rules must be drawn. Limit. I asked them, what if I don't care about this kind of harm? The hermits are now confident that they can create such a magic weapon for me. No matter what spells Zuo Liuying teaches you, they can't stop him."

Tuoxuan's face was expressionless. He was not a dead person. He still had his own memories and emotions in his mind, but he was still willing to make sacrifices for the King of Sacrifice. This was the education he had received since birth and had long since become his dream and pursuit. .

His soul was trembling, causing him a slight dizziness. This was the first time he had used the complete soul-binding technique. He had only made simple attempts before - such a precious living magic weapon. King Sacrifice did not want to waste it too early. Hermits He was reminded that Tuoxuan can only cast the spell three times at most, and then he will die together with the target.

The feeling of hurting the soul turned out to be so slight. Tuo Xuan became more determined and fixed his eyes on Mu Xingqiu. At first, he was a little doubtful, could there be a soul in Zhen Huan's body? The hermit who had met Mu Xingqiu had given a positive answer, but Tuo Xuan had always been a little doubtful. Now he was relieved. Zhenhuan not only had a soul, but also a very powerful soul.

Tuoxuan had smoked the souls seven days after death before, which had the least impact on his soul. He felt very relaxed, like inhaling a puff of clear smoke. Unfortunately, he couldn't keep these souls, let alone activate the soul. the power of. Compared with the dead soul, the real and illusory soul is extremely solid, as if it has grown on the ground.

Tuoxuan believed that he could attract this soul. The most obvious evidence was that his own soul was dizzy.

Mu Xingqiu also felt dizzy. He knew more about the art of the soul than the average Taoist priest, so he knew clearly that his soul was indeed not that stable. Once separated from the real and illusory body, no one could save him. , the best state is just like Fangfang’s soul remaining in the magic weapon forever.

Mu Xingqiu's dizziness was worse than that of Tuoxuan, because Zhenhuan was not his original body, and because he had experienced the method of re-annihilation, his soul had been shaken ever since.

The two eyes of the King of Sacrifice opened wider and wider, and fire almost burst out from his pupils. Although he did not know the soul technique, he could see deeper than Tuo Xuan, "You shouldn't have come out so early, Zuo Liuying made a mistake. . It's really strange that his true fantasy can't be as ruthless as him. Why do you want to save a group of humans who are destined to die? The world has changed, and there will always be some victims, just like the alien beasts in the past, who ruled the world for many years. The demons and Taoism lasted longer, and finally perished, leaving only a few stupid survivors. Humans, like the demons, are weak. The most powerful force is reproduction. There is no need to sympathize with them or protect them, as long as they are weak. There is still a group left in the corner, and they will flourish sooner or later. This is just like the crops in the field, fertilize when it is time to fertilize, and harvest when it is time to harvest..."

The King of Sacrifice suddenly noticed some itching on his feet. He looked down and was surprised to see a group of humans, quite large in number, almost two to three hundred, who were hacking at his shoes with weapons like embroidery needles in their hands. The demon was wearing a pair of soft shoes, which were very thin and could not block swords and guns. However, the skin and flesh of the King of Sacrifice were as hard as rocks, and many weapons were broken by the impact.

Shen Xiuming recognized the huge body entangled with Mu Xingqiu, "It was him who burned down the imperial capital and killed more than half a million people, that's him!"

Shen Xiuming shouted, the spear broke, but he still stabbed relentlessly.

Queen Xun and her guards were shooting arrows at the demon body. Her strength was very small, and the arrows she shot could not even penetrate the thin soft shoes. But she refused to give up, bent her bow and nocked an arrow, and used all her strength to shoot every arrow.

Queen Xun's flag is attracting more and more human soldiers to gather around. Everyone knows that their strength is weak, but they still rush forward to attack regardless of their own safety.

King Sacrifice's legs were bound by the blue light and he was unable to fight back. He did not want to waste energy on a group of stupid humans. He sneered and shouted to the entire battlefield: "Monsters, open your eyes and move your arms." Legs and feet, come and protect your king, this is your only value!”

The thunderous sound made the ground tremble slightly. The demon soldiers who were fighting humans looked at the half-demon king in horror. Instead of running over, they stepped back step by step. A few demon soldiers made gestures, but when they saw their companions In response, he immediately retracted his steps. In order to cover up his disobedience, the demon soldiers fought harder, but refused to make a fatal blow, fearing that they would have to protect the King of Sacrifice if they had no target.

The physical sacrifice has been interrupted, and the demon tribe also wants to save its life. No matter how insignificant this life is in the eyes of the King of Sacrifice, the owner still cherishes it extremely.

"Betrayal! Shameless betrayal!" King Saishen was filled with unprecedented anger. He did not need the protection of these demon soldiers, but the order was not carried out, which made him very embarrassed.

The demon's body expanded again, and countless tentacles held the blue light tighter. He had to deal with the biggest threat first before he could free his hands to punish the demon traitors.

The King of Sacrifice became more and more ferocious and terrifying. A large number of human soldiers were still carrying out hopeless attacks, but the demon soldiers retreated further and further, and even began to escape from the battlefield. They hated humans, but did not want to return to the physical sacrifice.

Along with the roar, a strong wind blew out from the mouth of the King of Sacrifice. Mu Xingqiu swayed, but his dizziness was slightly relieved. He could not just have his soul sucked away. Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao in the demon body, the heavy weight on the ground. Xiuming, Queen Xun, and countless human soldiers all need his protection.

Just at this moment, a big black bird flew over, rushed through the strong wind blown by the King of Sacrifice, arrived in front of his left eye, and clawed hard at Tuoxuan with its only remaining claw.

Black Phoenix can't cast spells either, but its claws are still sharp.

Tuoxuan, who was sucking souls with all his strength, could not resist the grasp. Several deep scars appeared on his face. He screamed in pain and staggered back to the depths of his eyes.

The King of Sacrifice opened his mouth and bit the black phoenix, feeling even more angry because the one who attacked him was actually a demon.

Mu Xingqiu's soul returned and he was finally able to cast spells normally, but he had to kill the enemy with one move in order to protect everyone inside and outside the demon body. The eighth level of illusion alone was not enough. He had only one choice.

He chose to believe Xin Youtao.

He roughly guessed Xin Youtao's plan, but he didn't know the details yet, but he believed that Xin Youtao would never die in vain.

A smoky natural spell penetrated the rock-like demon body. The spell was too weak to cause any real damage to the King of Sacrifice. Mu Xingqiu used this spell to wrap Xiao Qingtao and gave her three words: "I'm coming."

The smoke spell continued to move forward, wrapping Xin Youtao again and transmitting the same three words.

The King of Sacrifice was angrily dealing with the black phoenix. He felt what was happening in the demon's body, but he didn't particularly care.

Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao both recognized the voice and were surprised and happy, but they couldn't turn around to confirm it yet.

In the envelope of smoke, Xin Youtao's fingers moved slightly, and he could use the talisman in his hand, but his plan changed. He thought that he might not have to die.

Mu Xingqiu gradually withdrew the counter-spells around him, and said to Xin Youtao at the last moment: "That's it."

The talisman and the illusion were emitted at the same time, and the King of Sacrifice broke away from the blue light at the same moment. Thick black smoke came out of his body. He raised one foot and stepped on the tiny human on the ground.