Exorcism

No one has ever seen so many ice monsters. The monsters are like summer cicadas who have made an appointment to come together to see the world. They quietly come out of the snow, flutter their wings and fly, making almost no sound. But when the number is so large that it obscures the When the sky blocks out the sun, hundreds of miles are filled with buzzing sounds.

Annoying buzzing sound.

In the middle of the iceberg made up of tall translucent bodies, thousands of black figures are jumping back and forth, as if tireless bees are seizing the time to collect the last batch of nectar.

The clear sky was filled with thick clouds, and there was suddenly a faint smell of sulfur in the air. The temperature rose inexplicably, but the snow refused to melt. The whole world seemed to be compressing and compressing until everything was squeezed into a ball.

Yin Buchen and Fei Xiao were trembling, as if there was an invisible erupting volcano sitting under their butts, "Tao, Tao, Tao Zun..."

"Reverse technique." Mu Xingqiu ordered.

Alien beasts need a mind that can understand complex techniques, but what Yin Buchen needs is a strong enough person to rely on and a firm order.

The surrounding air was filled with thick unclean air, and the counter-spell spread rapidly in all directions like a prairie fire, dispelling the spells and sorcery encountered along the way.

The first one to be neutralized was Feixiao's soaring technique. One monster and one beast fell more than ten feet at the same time, and were immediately held up by Yang Qingyin's natural magic.

There are not many types of natural spells, but they all have basic contents and can be freely cast in an environment of counter-spells.

Bing Kui was not greatly affected, but his wings flapped faster, but the spells of the half-demon failed one after another. They could no longer fly and could only fall on Bing Kui's shoulders.

"Haha, I can do it, I can do it..." Yin Buchen's voice was trembling with excitement. Fei Xiao turned his head and looked at him with reproachful eyes, reminding the "Beast Hunter" that he was the one who made the decision. After a while, it sighed helplessly like a human and helped Yin Buchen cast the spell through telepathy.

The reverse technique spread even more widely, reaching hundreds of miles away, and Yin Buchen could even feel the cliffs of Wangshan trembling slightly.

The first group of ice kings were approaching, in groups, holding their ice swords high with both hands. Their thin ice wings seemed to melt in the sun at any time. It was probably for this reason that the sky was filled with dark clouds.

Mu Xingqiu stretched out his right arm, and Yang Qingyin and Hei Huang were responsible for performing the flying technique. He could use all his strength to meet the enemy, "It's up to you." He said softly.

This "you" is not Mu Xingqiu himself, but the fleas around him.

Before getting the demon tribulation, Mu Xingqiu had been looking for a way to defeat the demons. To deal with Bingkui, he could use mind illusion, which has been proven to have miraculous effects. The most powerful way to deal with half-demon is to clean the mark of the magic weapon. Mu Xingqiu has already After making great progress, he recreated the details of the spell based on the method provided by a Taoist priest of the divine engineering field and Bald Man's memory, and then finalized it with the Wuxin curse.

This is not a perfect spell. In the eyes of Taoist Taoist priests from the Taoist Taoist Forbidden Secrets, it must appear rough and random and full of loopholes, but it is enough for Mu Xingqiu.

The next problem he had to solve was how to cast spells in a counter-spell environment. Once the reverse technique is released, only natural spells can be cast at will. All Mu Xingqiu has to do is wrap a layer of packaging for the illusion.

Mu Xingqiu's left hand grasped one of Flea's horns. It had only been a few months since they had established a telepathic connection, but the depth had already surpassed that of most beast masters. The Flea had once received Yang Qingyin's spell, but what it had been waiting for was Mu Xingqiu.

Mu Xingqiu first raised his illusion skills to the eighth level and became multi-talented. He could cast a number of completely different spells at the same time, and he could also provide help to the flea. After all, it was just a spiritual beast, and no matter how smart it was, it had unexpected things.

Affected by the reverse technique, Mu Xingqiu and Flea's illusion could not leave their bodies, and could only gather momentum in Jiang Palace until Mu Xingqiu performed the "Art of Moving Objects". This is an extremely simple spell that can move an object to another location. When it was invented, it was considered to be a red herring because he changed a similar magic spell from using a demon pill to Use the spiritual energy or unclean energy of heaven and earth.

Mu Xingqiu made another change. What he wanted to transfer was not an object, but another spell.

The illusion of the flea was sent out, which was similar to the power of a thought, but was less effective and spread much slower than normal.

The packaged illusion penetrated into Bing Kui's body, looking for the location of the Nebula Tree seed, and exploded close to it. Then, the power of a single thought mixed between Mu Xingqiu and the flea took effect.

The ice cubes flying in the air fell and shattered one after another, falling into the snow and turning into a pile of ice cubes.

The only problem is that the speed of the illusion is too slow, and the number of ice kings eliminated is far less than the number of people surrounding them. Mu Xingqiu and the others are already surrounded, and the nearest ice king is only a few hundred steps away.

"Dao Zun, can you go faster?" Yin Buchen asked boldly. He was a little disappointed. No, he asked himself, he felt very disappointed. Shouldn't the power of one thought be the heartbeat of all enemies? Back then, he saw with his own eyes the scene where the Taoist master broke through ten thousand yuan with his own eyes in Zhan Mo Mountain. Yin Buchen believed that not only him, but also the vast majority of monsters and humans had hope for Mu Xingqiu because that scene was so exciting. The hearts of the people.

"Don't worry." It was Yang Qingyin who answered him. Her task was the simplest, which was to ensure that everyone could float in the air.

Mu Xingqiu was testing. It had been nearly four years since he had used the power of a single thought in Zhan Demon Mountain. Xiaohao had used it once in Zhao Mountain a few months ago. He guessed that the Wangshan Demon Clan would definitely make some changes.

These ice bosses are specially used to deal with illusion masters, and are much stronger than the ordinary ice bosses who went to Zhaoshan.

The test was over, and a large number of Bingkui had already flown close. Just waiting for the giant sword in their hands to strike, Yin Buchen and Fei Xiao simply closed their eyes at the same time and tried their best to perform counter-spells. Yin Buchen was muttering something quickly in his mouth, maybe it was a prayer. , or maybe he was comforting Fei Xiao and himself.

Mu Xingqiu used magic calamity.

Demonic Tribulation is not a spell, but a kind of power. When he was in Luanjing Mountain, he had obtained a large amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy, which was very helpful to his practice, but that was just the surface of Demonic Tribulation. Its most fundamental Power can quickly improve the inner alchemy realm and generate more and purer mana.

However, the improved inner alchemy state cannot be maintained for a long time, and will return to the original state after a period of time. Mu Xingqiu is not sure whether this is the limitation of the demon calamity itself, or whether the true illusory body cannot improve the inner alchemy.

It is also the eighth level of illusion. With the improvement of the inner elixir and the increase of mana, the power is greatly enhanced. Step by step, it crosses from the third and fourth levels of concentration, and finally gets a subversive breakthrough and enters the realm of serving the moon.

Since the unexpected suicide of the founder Fang Xunmo, this is the first time in the world that someone has cast a spell to conquer the Yuemang realm.

In order to save his son, Mu Xingqiu interrupted the retreat. He had not fully absorbed the magic calamity and had not really tried its power. The moment the magic broke through the realm of Yue Mang, he felt that his mind went blank and a bright light shone in front of him. , the body melted, and everything around him melted. Bingkui was close in front of him, but he could never be touched. All spells did not matter speed and could be used as much as he wanted.

This state lasted only a short time. Mu Xingqiu quickly regained consciousness. The first thing he thought of was one thing: whether the development was a success or a mistake. Thousands of years of behind-the-scenes work could not compare to the creation created by the Taoist tradition and the demons in the long-term battle. The magic method, the reverse technique is ineffective against the spells in the realm of Yue Mang. There is a limit to how much weight can be lifted, and Yue Mang is this limit. No matter how clever or mysterious the counter technique is, it cannot move the real mountain.

Yin Buchen opened one eye, and then both eyes opened. The crystal eyes almost burst out of his eyes. He was about to cry. He maintained the reverse technique with his right hand and patted Feixiao's hard shell with his left hand, "Look, look, look. I told you before that Tao Zun is invincible, he is really invincible."

The translucent Bingkui is falling, as if the pear blossoms of thousands of trees are leaving their branches at the same time on the last day of late spring. The Bingkui is shattering during the fall, not turning into ice cubes, but turning into a cloud of mist, leaving behind The blackened Nebula Tree seeds are flying in the wind.

Mu Xingqiu's right hand kept changing spells, and he had all 108 moves at his fingertips. The spell to cleanse the mark was also used, although it was not perfect, and although there was no sword cleaning pool to help, it was used to deal with a large group of stars. The half-demon in the realm is enough.

A large number of half-demons lost their mounts in the air and turned into black smoke flying in the dense mist. As long as they were hit by spells, they would return to their original human or demonic forms and fall freely, helpless, with indifferent expressions and eyes like those left in the wind. A candle generally flickers on and off until it goes out.

Yang Qingyin looked at the scene in front of her in surprise. She believed in Mu Xingqiu, but she didn't expect that he had reached such a state. She couldn't tell the difference between Yue Mang and Xing Luo, but she just found it incredible.

Fei Xiao made a strange sound, which was both admiration and fear. Yin Buchen shouted, "Demon Lord Zhengfa, this must be the power of Demon Lord Zhengfa! Feixiao, did you see it? Do you believe my words this time?"

Mu Xingqiu did not correct Yin Buchen's misunderstanding. He withdrew the spell, and there were no more Bingkui and half-demon within a hundred miles.

"Why stop? There are still so many monsters, Dao Zun, don't show mercy to them." Yin Buchen shouted, there were countless Bingkui and half-demon in the distance, it would be better to kill them all.

"That's enough, it's the demons who want a truce." Mu Xingqiu said that he also needed to rest for a while, as excessive use of demons would destroy his body.

A huge white bear ran from a distance at an extremely fast speed. It used teleportation spells several times and quickly reached within three miles.

A half-demon on the back of the bear raised his head and said to the air: "In this case, why bother fighting again? Please go to Wangshan Mountain and have a showdown."