Exorcism

The dragon demon looked at the guest in the distance with a smile. The man had been there for a while and had been patrolling in the air seven or eight miles away. Although it was dark, he did not use it as a cover and delayed entering, just because he had not entered yet. Make up your mind.

Mu Xingqiu arrived late, and after being made invisible by the dragon demon, he wrote several talismans himself. Seeing Mu Dong'er, he felt a little relieved.

"Hello, Grandmaster Yang. I am half a disciple of Pangshan. I wonder if you still miss our old friendship?" Long Mo said kindly.

It turned out that this was Yang Yannian, the master of Pangshan. Mu Xingqiu did not remember the past, but he had heard a lot about Taoism in the past two years. He knew the names of the nine masters and knew that he had studied Taoism in Pangshan.

Yang Yannian was holding a small bronze bell in his right hand. He didn't raise his head or move his eyes. He just stared at the body of the bell with confusion on his face. When Mu Xingqiu appeared, he seemed to be aware of it. He looked around quickly, and then again Returning to his original state, "The Taoism is gone, where can Pangshan come from?" Yang Yannian's tone was flat, with a hint of waning interest. Apparently, like other Taoist priests, he lost his heart as a Taoist priest during the Five Elements Tribulation.

"That's why it's called the friendship of the past." The dragon demon didn't look outside, and his smile became more friendly, "The world is fierce, everyone protects himself, and the more connections you have, the more protection you have. You may not think that you are Grandmaster Pangshan. In the eyes of us Pangshan disciples, you are our biggest supporter. Who wouldn’t mention your name when traveling in the world?”

Yang Yannian snorted, knowing that this was nonsense, but he was not very disgusted in his heart. However, his eyes did not leave the clock. Even if he did not have the heart of a Taoist priest, he would not be confused at a critical moment, let alone be moved by a few good words. "In that case, hand over Mu Dong'er."

"Hey, Grandmaster Yang is too outspoken. Mu Dong'er is the son of Yang Qingyin and Mu Xingqiu. He was born to be a disciple of Pangshan. He is much more legitimate than me. What do you mean by 'handing over'? He is already under your control. ”

Mu Dong'er was hanging in the air, half in flames and half in ice, with a clear line between him and no one to let go. However, his expression was quite calm, with his eyes closed, as if he was contemplating and did not feel the pain in his body. ׺°”˜˜`”°º×

This was something that shouldn't happen. Yang Yannian was confused by this and frowned slightly, "Where did the demon soul go?"

"Demon soul? What demon soul?" The dragon demon pretended to be confused, his eyes wide open, as if he really didn't know anything.

"Hey." The previous flattery was still of some use. Yang Yannian sneered. He did not take action immediately or continue to question. Instead, he used his left hand to cast a spell on the Demon Suppressing Bell to find out the truth on his own.

"Grandmaster, where is our Patriarch Tower in Pangshan? How do you use the Demon-Suppressing Bell in Lookout Mountain? Oh, I understand. You have captured all the nine treasures, right?"

The dragon demon jumped for joy. He had clearly seen the Patriarch's Tower in Yishi Jun's hands, but he didn't show it at all. Mu Xingqiu, who was standing behind him invisibly, almost suspected that the tower he was holding was a fake. He couldn't help but wonder. How did you get to know this dragon demon in the first place? How did she share a body with Qing Lingshuang, who has completely opposite personalities?

"The Patriarch is still here, who can possess the nine treasures at the same time?" Yang Yannian has no habit of boasting, "I will use whatever the Patriarch gives me. I won't be picky."

"After all, he is a grandmaster, and he is much more generous than ordinary disciples like us. Like me, I always remember that the ancestor's tower belongs to Pangshan. Although the treasures of other families are good, they just don't look kind enough."

"Hey..." Yang Yannian sneered a few more times, "You actually sow discord with me? It's really wishful thinking, but you didn't use the illusion of mind, so you are still somewhat self-aware."

"How dare I? I'm so good at the illusion of mind and heart. I've already reached the ninth level. My strength is still far behind that of a real Rimang Taoist priest. I can feel the power of the master's magic even here, let alone Cast a spell and don’t even dare to move.”

Yang Yannian stopped kneading with his left hand, and the Demon Suppressing Bell's light flickered. He finally found the whereabouts of the Demon Soul, and a smile appeared on his face. "It turns out that the Soul is also here. Good, very good. Disciple Pang Shan is indeed filial."

The dragon demon's smile became a little embarrassed, "How useful can this soul and that soul be? The demon soul said so powerfully, isn't it powerless to fight back in front of the ancestor, so scared that he reenters reincarnation?"

"Souls are different from each other. Demonic souls and divine souls were originally ordinary souls of practitioners. After countless tribulations, they became immortal souls and rotated endlessly among all living beings. As a price, they lost their power, memory and seven emotions and six desires, leaving only A will may not have much ability, but just the word "immortal" is enough to surpass all the methods in the world."

"The Grand Master is very knowledgeable. I never knew about these things before. A simple-minded person like me has never even thought about the origins of demon souls and divine souls."

"Don't be too modest." Yang Yannian slowly flew towards the dragon demon, still holding the demon-suppressing bell in his right hand, and with a golden bell of flowing fire in his left hand. "The demon soul has been occupied by the demon king and passed down from generation to generation. To this day, the demon-suppressing bell is The infiltration of the clan is too deep and must be eliminated. There is no trace of the soul, either here or there. The strong can get it, and the weak can get it. Now it's my turn."

"Of course, who else is more qualified to take charge of the immortal soul than you, Grandmaster? Oh, Grandmaster, isn't he interested in the soul?"

"The Patriarch's magic power is incredible. He already has an immortal body, what more do he need from his soul?" Yang Yannian flew close, only a hundred steps away from the Dragon Demon and Mu Dong'er, "Are you going to commit suicide, or are you going to let me do it?"

"I'm so honest, why does the Patriarch still want to kill me?" Dragon Demon said aggrievedly.

"Back then, most of the Taoist priests were very honest and stayed in the Taoist Tower to concentrate on their cultivation. As a result, they suffered heavy casualties. Those Taoist priests who betrayed the Taoist tradition escaped in Yelin Town. Alas, it's true and false. Being honest is useless. Fake Honesty is even more worthless. It is said that the Demonic Cave has been broken, and a woman claims to have escaped from it. She is a disciple of the mind science. Your fate is over, and there should be nothing left to cherish, so you might as well commit suicide."

"I am just a human being. I have never enjoyed the favor of my parents, the love of men and women, the filial piety of my descendants, and the love of friends. How can I not be nostalgic?" Dragon Demon kept shaking his head.

"These are the desires of ordinary people. Those who practice medicine should avoid them for fear of not being able to catch them. They are not worthy of nostalgia. What's more, the world is so difficult that even the patriarch cannot do as he pleases. It's always cold at high places. The higher you stand, the more accidents you have to guard against. The more. As a magician, you are lucky to hear the news that the Demonic Cave has been broken."

"I didn't break the pullable magic cave."

"No need to discuss? No matter what, the Grandmaster still needs people on the run and minions. I can also be a maid who brings tea and water." The dragon demon became more and more docile.

"Stop talking nonsense, I will give you a move and let you cast the spell first." Yang Yannian has never believed in the dragon demon from the beginning to the end, and letting him move is the greatest mercy.

"If I don't make a move, won't the Grandmaster also make a move?" The dragon demon said with a smile.

Yang Yannian's face darkened, "Whether it's true or not, you call me 'Grandmaster' a few times before I give you a choice. Don't overestimate your own ability, and don't overestimate my patience."

The dragon demon sighed and turned to look at Mu Dong'er. "It seems that there is really no other way. I have tried my best, but the master refuses to take any advice. What can I do? Can I kill the demon soul and the divine soul?" Take it away and leave Mu Dong'er? Everyone is happy."

Yang Yannian shook his head coldly, and the Demon Suppressing Bell and Flowing Fire Golden Bell in his hands buzzed one after another.

"Wait, I'm not ready yet. Grandmaster told me to make the first move."

Yang Yannian remained silent. He asked the Dragon Demon to make the first move, and he was not going to take it head-on without any protection.

The dragon demon was desperate. He raised his hand to straighten his long hair, put his left hand behind his back, and summoned a bronze mirror with his right hand. He did not use it to cast spells, but held the mirror to look at himself. "It's a pity that I have such a beautiful face. It's a pity that half of my life has been wasted, and no one loves me." People are willing to go through life and death for me, Grandmaster, I’m going to make a move!”

The dragon demon turned around the bronze mirror, with all the smile on his face. The mirror emitted balls of soft light, not very fast, like a series of migratory birds migrating south, flying towards Yang Yannian a hundred steps away.

This is considered a move. Yang Yannian treats each other calmly. Both of them are in the Rimang realm. The dragon demon is slightly weaker, about one or two levels. Yang Yannian is at the third level. But he holds the treasure and his strength is greatly increased. The dragon demon is equivalent to bare hands and a bronze mirror. It's just a very ordinary magic weapon, and the increased power is not worth mentioning.

The first ball of light arrived, its direction was slightly deflected, and it hit the Demon Suppressing Bell. The ball of light dissipated quietly, revealing a ball of fire the size of a thumb cap inside. It turned out that this was not one spell, but two.

With a bang, the fire extinguished the bell and Yang Yannian swayed, "Qin Lingshuang."

Seven groups of light hit each other one after another, and Yang Yannian used the Demon Suppressing Bell to intercept them all. When he noticed the soul, he already knew that Qin Lingshuang and the dragon demon shared the same body, but he was still not afraid.

The inner elixir is the same, but the spells used are different. Qin Lingshuang is obviously much stronger than the dragon demon. Not only is the attack powerful, but there is also a strange suction force that makes the demon-suppressing clock unstable.

"This is the real Pangshan disciple." Yang Yannian praised.

The last ball of light flew in, but after it burst, there was no flame inside, and the Demon Suppressing Bell did not shake.

"Is that it?" Yang Yannian was a little disappointed, but he didn't want to wait any longer. He shook the Flowing Fire Golden Bell with his left hand, and the sound was rapid, and the buzzing of the Demon Suppressing Bell also became high-pitched like a dragon's roar.

Qing Lingshuang didn't smile that much, and she didn't mean to beg for mercy. She turned her left hand behind her back and showed another magic weapon.

Yang Yannian's expression changed and he stopped ringing the bell. No one recognized that magic weapon better than him.

In the Pangshan Patriarch Tower, Qin Lingshuang, who possesses this treasure, is no longer much weaker than Yang Yannian. Coupled with the large amount of mana absorbed during this period, he is even stronger.

Yang Yannian knew that he had been fooled. He turned his eyes to the Demon Suppressing Bell in his right hand and found that the light on the clock was actually shining at him.