Exorcism

The tenth spell is a bit special, like the end of a strong crossbow, like helplessly falling dead leaves. It is weak in power but difficult to control. Mu Xingqiu's command can never be accurately realized. The more the magic power is increased, the worse the effect, so he can only It flew left and right, up and down, heading in a general direction.

It is not a talisman technique. Mu Xingqiu himself cannot explain what it is. He only thinks that he can do it, and then it comes out. It has no strong power. It just transmits what he sees and hears along the way to the caster instantly.

There is nothing to see in Duanliu City. The Holy Talisman Army destroyed some houses and courtyard walls, but overall the city is still intact and the streets are clean and covered with ice.

In the sky, eight drops of water and eight balls of fire were still chasing each other, making every illusion in Mu Xingqiu's heart feel happy and reluctant to give up.

The tenth spell left the west city gate and saw two mirrors on the sunset lake. Qin Lingshuang must be in one of the mirrors.

One advantage of the weak spell is that it is difficult to be detected by other spells. It slid close to the ground, and when it came to the ice, it encountered a gust of wind.

This is the soul technique performed by Qin Lingshuang. She wants to draw out the Kun Chaos spell in the Great Light Mirror, so the power of the soul is half inside and half outside, and it appears as wind outside.

Mu Xingqiu's tenth spell was so weak that it didn't even have the strength to fight. It was suddenly blown into the air and swirled like a boat sailing in the stormy waves. Everything could only be left to fate. Mu Xingqiu tried to let it go back, but the result was counterproductive. The spell floated further, and instead of floating back the same way, it ran further and further north. Even after breaking away from the wind of Xizhao Lake, it did not stop.

Mu Xingqiu felt that this tenth spell was not mature enough, so he decided to withdraw it or interrupt it directly. The result was beyond his expectation. This spell was so disobedient that he even refused to obey the simplest command and refused to reply. When he arrived at the Patriarch Pagoda, he did not disappear. He still drifted all the way and passed on what he saw and heard to the caster.

Mu Xingqiu could only smile bitterly. He had achieved ten functions at once, but he couldn't control the extra function. It chose the right time for its mischief. The other nine functions were all casting spells, maintaining the eight drops of water and the one used to welcome the soul. He couldn't spare the energy to chase this little brother.

He did not explain it to Qin Lingshuang because it was not a big deal. The tenth spell would disappear completely due to mana exhaustion before it could fly too far, and it would not have much impact. We can talk about it afterwards. Qing Lingshuang might be able to help him tame the tenth use.

The tenth spell floated tens of miles north, finally exhausted, falling downward little by little, and the information sent back became intermittent.

Mu Xingqiu was surprised to see Yin Buchen, a woman and a huge black bird not far away. They were all looking at Duanliu City with serious and vigilant expressions. The monkeys were stepping on top of each other. , is also looking, but his eyes are scattered and he doesn’t know what he is looking at.

He couldn't remember the woman's appearance, but he could guess that she was most likely Yang Qingyin, and the black bird was her exotic beast Phoenix.

Mu Xingqiu focused on ten tasks, each of which was independent. At this moment, he suddenly trembled. The water in the sword-washing pool stirred up, rubbing against the stone basin, making a buzzing sound. Eight drops of water appeared simultaneously in the sky above Duanliu City. Chaos, penetrated by eight balls of fire.

Mu Xingqiu felt hot. He couldn't play this game anymore. He wanted to stop, tell Qin Lingshuang everything, and then go see Yang Qingyin. As for what to say and how to do, he hadn't decided yet.

The eight balls of fire didn't notice anything unusual, and continued to provoke and play around the water droplets.

The most unexpected thing happened to Mu Xingqiu that night. To be precise, it had happened a long time ago, and Mu Xingqiu had only just discovered it.

Yang Qingyin, Hei Huang and Yin Buchen were not just watching, they were working together to contend with a powerful spell.

This is so strange. This powerful spell was definitely not sent by Mu Xingqiu. Qin Lingshuang was already concentrating on nine things. Logically speaking, it was impossible to cast any extra spells. However, the powerful spell did come from the direction of Duanliu City. Its The fighting method is very unique. It is not continuous, but a large group suddenly rushes in every once in a while, then stops in the air, and shoots out bit by bit to attack.

Because of this discovery, Mu Xingqiu did not stop casting the spell, and the eight drops of water continued to swirl with the fire. However, her mood had suddenly changed. If Qing Lingshuang paid attention to the sword washing pool at this time, she would see that the water surface was as smooth as a mirror.

Yin Buchen shouted, "What's going on? Where did such a powerful spell come from? Duanliu City was attacked by a sneak attack?"

Since finding the Niwan Palace of the Earth Monkeys, his strength has increased a lot, but it is not enough to make up for the loss of Demon Lord Zhengfa. He is far from Yang Qingyin and Black Phoenix.

Yang Qingyin concentrated on casting spells. Black Phoenix mainly contributed mana, which was relatively relaxed. Hearing Yin Buchen's question, she sneered: "Are you still defending him? Where did the sneak attack come from? It was the two of them fighting in Duanliu City. I'm in love with you, I'm sending out spells to prevent outsiders from disturbing me."

Yin Buchen shook his head repeatedly, "It's impossible, it's impossible, Mu Xingqiu wouldn't do such a thing, there must be something fishy in it."

"Hey, you might as well say that he has amnesia. Anyway, he doesn't remember the Spirit King, and no one can say that he is heartless. Without memory, there is no responsibility. For more than two years, Mu Xingqiu has not been in a hurry to find his memory - it's really clever."

"You misunderstood." Yin Buchen became more and more confused. "It was Zuo Liuying who didn't let him get his memory back. He said it was... he said it was..."

Yin Buchen only heard about it and didn't know what Zuo Liuying said specifically.

"Ha, since you regard Zuo Liuying as your enemy, and you also obey Zuo Liuying's arrangements on such an important matter, is Mu Xingqiu too stupid or too smart?"

"Well... he seems a little stupid compared to before."

Yin Buchen looked at Duanliu City for a while, and murmured: "My name is Yin Buchen, and I am the son of Jiao King. I am not a follower of any monster or human race, and the jealousy has nothing to do with me."

He turned to Yang Qingyin and said, "Spirit King, please forgive me for trying to persuade you: Stop it. There is no point of contention in this kind of thing. Let's retreat first and wait until dawn before going to Duanliu City. As long as Mu Xingqiu regains his memory, he will definitely Will...will...will..."

Yin Buchen was torn between saying nice things and telling the truth. He didn't know much about Qin Lingshuang, but these days of getting along with him made him understand that there must have been a very deep relationship between Mu Xingqiu and this female Taoist priest. And it was before Yang Qingyin. He really couldn't say who Mu Xingqiu would choose after regaining his memory.

"Two women often work together with one husband among mortals, and it also happens among monsters..." Yin Buchen felt that something was fishy, ​​but he attributed the cause to Yang Qingyin, thinking that she wanted to cause trouble.

Dozens of magic-transformed feathers flew out from the black phoenix, rushing toward Yin Buchen like a black storm. The monkeys immediately fell down, and Yin Buchen reacted quickly, saying loudly: "That's just lust, not love, love How can we tolerate two minds in such a deep place?”

The feather disappeared, and Yin Buchen broke out in a cold sweat. He whispered to the monkeys: "It is not easy to maintain dignity. From now on, I will talk less, and trouble will come from my mouth..."

Yin Buchen closed his mouth, raised his hand and clapped it twice, indicating that he would never speak again, but after only waiting for a short while, he couldn't bear it anymore, "Is this fight really necessary?"

"Of course it's necessary. Are we just going to watch that couple of bitches bullying the Spirit King?" Black Phoenix stood firmly on Yang Qingyin's side.

Yin Buchen hummed twice, not wanting to argue, and did not cast any more spells. He decided to stay out of the matter, but would not leave. He wanted to see the result.

A large group of spells flying from Duanliu City had been exhausted, and the next group had not yet arrived. Yang Qingyin could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Yin Buchen lowered his head and winked. Black Phoenix spread its wings and said: "Spirit King, attack in." Well, it’s already this time, why don’t you wait..."

"Shut up." Yang Qingyin said sternly.

Yin Buchen laughed twice, but when Yang Qingyin glanced at him, he did not dare to laugh again.

"You two are just talking nonsense. This spell is very weird and Duanliu City is in danger." Yang Qingyin summoned more magic weapons.

Black Phoenix was startled and spread out several feathers.

Yin Buchen unconsciously showed a flattering smile, because he was afraid that his words would offend the Spirit King, "That's what I just said, but to be honest, it seems that there are really no outsiders in Duanliu City now."

"There are no outsiders, there are foreign spells." Yang Qingyin stared at Duanliu City, and another ball of spells flew towards her. The speed was not very fast. As long as she didn't move, the spells didn't seem to be in a hurry to fight. "They won't do such a thing. ”

Yin Buchen sighed, a little sympathetic to Yang Qingyin, "Mu Xingqiu has lost his memory, and his whole person is different from before. Taoist Qin - I don't know what her personality was before, but she may be like this now..."

Yin Buchen pointed to the chasing and playing spells above Duanliu City and felt that the matter could not be clearer.

"Qin Lingshuang practices orthodox Taoism. The higher the level, the less likely it will change." Yang Qingyin was preparing the spell, and the black phoenix flapped its wings and flew up to the sky, also getting ready.

"Almost all Taoist priests in the world have changed. Even the masters have abandoned their duties as Taoist priests. Will Taoist priest Qin be an exception?" Yin Buchen said.

"If there is only one true Taoist priest left in the world, it won't be Zuo Liuying, it will definitely be Qin Lingshuang." Yang Qingyin took a step forward, "If there is only one person in the world who refuses to surrender to Kun Chaos, it won't be you and me. , it must be Mu Xingqiu.”

The black phoenix in the sky cast a large ball of lunar fire and flew towards Duanliu City. This was Yang Qingyin's most powerful spell.

"The two of them are in danger." Yang Qingyin still insisted on her opinion, thinking that the spells in Duanliu City were unreasonable.

Yin Buchen shrugged and greeted the monkeys to prepare to cast spells. He also insisted on his opinion that the Spirit King was overreacting, but this time he decided to side with the Spirit King.

The tenth spell was unsustainable and finally disappeared. Mu Xingqiu in the Patriarch Tower reflected on himself with his tenth purpose, hoping to find out who was right between Yang Qingyin and Yin Buchen.

The breeze blew, and Qing Lingshuang sent a reminder that she was going to send one hundred thousand souls back.

At the same time, Yang Qingyin's lunar fire had broken through the blocking magic group and reached the sky above Duanliu City.