Exorcism

The fire of Taiyin rushed into Duanliu City with a fierce momentum but no murderous intent. It stopped on top of the city wall, like a huge red pupil, observing the situation in the city.

One hundred thousand souls left the Great Light Mirror, invisible to the naked eye. The magic that escorted them appeared as a faint purple mist. Mu Xingqiu's always-prepared magic came forward to greet them and transformed into a paper bird to protect them nearby.

The eight drops of water and the eight balls of fire have stopped chasing each other and are standing guard on the outside, waiting to exterminate the Kunchaos spells elicited by the souls.

"There are foreign spells." Mu Xingqiu removed a drop of water and turned into a fugue to speak to Qin Lingshuang.

Qin Lingshuang would not know that he had cast the tenth spell, so Mu Xingqiu pretended not to recognize the lunar fire, let alone the caster in the distance.

"Don't worry about it, deal with Kun Chaos' spell first." A ball of fire also turned into the magic of fugue.

"Okay." Mu Xingqiu decided to wait and see what happened. At this time, he was more inclined to believe Yang Qingyin's statement: everything that happened before was indeed a bit weird. He and Qin Lingshuang seemed to have really changed a little. This change was extremely subtle and hidden. , it doesn’t seem to go against your own nature, but if you think about it carefully, there is something wrong with it.

Mu Xingqiu will never forget that Kun Chaos once forced him to have some incoherent memories, all related to Qin Lingshuang.

"I will use the soul technique to imitate Kun Chaos spells. The last spell guard in the Great Light Mirror will come out soon. You will be responsible for annihilating them later, and I will block the escape route."

"Okay." Mu Xingqiu was wondering how Qin Lingshuang imitated Kun Chaos in casting spells, but did not ask further.

Time passed little by little, but the lunar fire sent by Yang Qingyin did not move for a long time. He probably realized that Mu and Qin were performing serious spells at this time, rather than having fun.

"It's coming." Qin Lingshuang warned, and the art of fugue turned into fire again.

Mu Xingqiu's water drops also increased to eight drops, plus a paper bird, for a total of nine spells. To outsiders, it seemed that he had tried his best, but in fact the tenth spell had been quietly sent out, and it stopped beside him, with Like Yang Qingyin's lunar fire, he observed the situation in the city. One was in the light and the other was in the dark.

Kunchao's spells are invisible and traceless. After receiving the order from its "master", it must execute it, walk out of the magic forest where it is hiding, and leave the Great Light Mirror. As soon as it pokes its head out, it knows that it has been deceived.

Spells have no consciousness, and naturally there is no distinction between true and false, but they abide by some of the most basic rules. Qin Lingshuang imitated Kun Chaos thoughts, but could not provide Kun Chaos mana. Once the last Kun Chaos spell in the Great Light Mirror was If you don't notice the master's magic power, you will immediately retreat into the magic weapon.

But it had no way out. On the lake at sunset, a ball of fire hit two mirrors. They bloomed at the same time and soared into the sky, hundreds of feet high. The entire Duanliu City and the ground a hundred miles away were shaking, and the rivers and lakes were shaking. A large number of cracks instantly appeared in the solid ice.

Yin Buchen was shocked, and the monkeys were even more panicked, running around like headless flies. They usually like to burrow underground, but now the ground is shaking, and there is no way to escape. No one knows where it is. A local monkey got the idea first and jumped onto Yin Buchen's shoulder. The other monkeys imitated and climbed up if they couldn't jump. In an instant, more than forty monkeys were piled on top of each other again, like a rickety flagpole. .

Yang Qingyin remained calm, the black phoenix in the sky did not panic, and the lunar fire in the distance was still there. Yin Buchen felt relieved, feeling that his dignity could be maintained for a while longer.

Kun Chaos' magic was blocked outside the Great Light Mirror. For it, there was only one choice, which was to defeat all the obstacles and return to the magic weapon.

This is not an offensive spell. Its duty is to leave the mark of Kun Chaos in the treasure and prevent others from using the core power of the Great Light Mirror. It has always done a very good job. No matter how high Qin Lingshuang's realm is, he can only The Great Light Mirror is used as a high-grade magic weapon, but it is far from reaching its full potential.

The second burst of fire rushed towards the great mirror of light, and the flames shot up into the sky, and the earth quaked and the ice cracked.

Qin Lingshuang's two defenses were connected in a very short time. Mu Xingqiu's eight drops of water arrived at the same time, surrounding Kun Chaos' mark. perform

The mark can no longer remain invisible, it must actively protect itself.

A gust of wind rose almost close to the two mirrors. Although it was wind, it was as heavy as a mountain. It crushed a large area of ​​lake ice at once, leaving only the two mirrors motionless.

The eight drops of water kept splitting and turned into countless broken ice, tightly wrapped in the strong wind. Seen from a distance, this was an ice whirlwind, three to four hundred feet high, swaying, and under the starlight, it looked like a tornado. A giant dragon rising from the ground.

Dozens of miles away, Yin Buchen opened his eyes wide. A bunch of monkeys on his shoulders swayed together with the ice whirlwind, but they were much smaller.

The mark was not destroyed, and they were charging around the two mirrors on the Xizhao Lake. Mu Xingqiu's broken ice tried to push it away. When it was really dangerous, Qin Lingshuang separated a ball of light and fire and returned to the big bright mirror to secure her retreat. Block.

Kun Chaos poured a number of spells into all the treasures. The mark is by no means the strongest among them, but it is the most stubborn guard. Mu Xingqiu had not found it so difficult to remove other types of spells in the Patriarch Tower before.

Qin Lingshuang recalled six groups of fires one after another, and only two groups were still surrounding the large light mirror. The momentum of Kun Chaos Mark finally weakened, and the broken ice turned into eight drops of water was slowly pushed away, getting farther and farther away from the two mirrors.

This method of luring the snake out of the hole is about to succeed, and the Great Light Mirror will become the first treasure that is completely beyond the control of Kun Chaos.

Mu Xingqiu had no idea how to explain such a strange thing. Soon, he had no time to think about it.

He and Qin Lingshuang each created a spell to protect 100,000 souls. One was in the form of a purple mist, and the other was a talisman paper bird. Their mission was to send the souls back to the Patriarch's Tower. The soul after leaving the physical body is very fragile, so it does not move very fast. The battle on Xizhao Lake has been going on for a while, and Paper Bird and Yin Yun have just marched into the city.

The imprint has no thinking, but it has tactics. When it found that there was no way out, it became violent and no longer tried to rush towards the Great Mirror of Light. Instead, it changed its direction and rushed towards the hundred thousand souls in the city.

Mu Xingqiu's magic has been pushing the mark away from the Great Light Mirror, and now it becomes a boost. The ice whirlwind is like a wild horse, leaving a long ravine on the lake. The frozen city wall looks like paper. , unable to block the powerful spell, he was hit with a gap in the blink of an eye.

Mu Xingqiu hurriedly adjusted his spell, and the broken ice pushed the whirlwind toward the ground.

The mark stopped, stretching out dozens of branches to catch the slowly moving hundred thousand souls.

The paper bird came forward, turned into a pale golden dragon, and blocked the branches of the mark. This dragon looked so real that Yin Buchen outside the city even exclaimed in surprise before he remembered that there were no real dragons in the world, only exotic beasts like the South China Sea Dragon Dragon Clan and the Ashan Black Dragon.

The battle became more intense. Although the imprinted whirlwind was getting shorter and shorter, it did not admit defeat and stretched out more and more branches. Mu Xingqiu's eight drops of water and a total of nine spells from a golden dragon were not enough.

The power of his tenth spell is too weak and there is no point in participating in the battle.

Qin Lingshuang's purple mist escorted the soul and could not be separated. The remaining two groups of fire joined the battle, so the whirlwind had an extra layer of fire clothing in addition to the ice armor. The two did not interfere with each other and cooperated extremely well.

The closer to destruction, the fiercer the resistance of the imprinted whirlwind. Even though it was compressed to less than fifty feet, Mu Xingqiu did not dare to be careless and cast the spell with all his strength.

Five of the six fires remaining in the Great Light Mirror rushed out, and the fire clothes became more powerful. The mark was finally suppressed and the branches were retracted. Although there were still ups and downs, they were like bubbling mud, with not much strength left.

Mu Xingqiu's tenth spell was patrolling inside and outside the city, observing silently. What he cared about was not the lunar fire on the wall, but the spells that he had fought with Yang Qingyin before. They came from Duanliu City, not His spell didn't seem to be related to Qin Lingshuang. In short, its origin was unknown, but it disappeared without a trace.

Under the suppression of the two forces of ice and water, the imprinted whirlwind slowly came to an end. It occasionally resisted, but was as powerless as a stranded fish.

Qin Lingshuang separated a ball of fire, turned into a breeze, and said loudly: "Mu Xingqiu, let me introduce to you. This is Yang Qingyin, Mu Dong'er's mother."

Yang Qingyin was already here, floating behind the lunar fire, with the black phoenix hovering more than ten feet above her head.

Mu Xingqiu remained silent because he didn't know what to say.

"You asked Yin Buchen to invite her here." Qin Lingshuang's voice continued to sound in the wind, "Stop running away, Mu Xingqiu, it's time for you to make a choice."

"Choose?" Yang Qingyin spoke, her tone cold and wary, "Qin Lingshuang, when did you and I fall into a situation where we have to be chosen? This is not the you I remember."

"Everyone is making a choice, Yang Qingyin, and so are you and me. Didn't you choose to come here?"

"My choice is to rescue people. You two had better check your Niwan Palace. I'm afraid they have been captured."

"You don't believe what I say, do you think my change is too sudden? That's because you have never practiced in a place of nothingness. Kun Chaos changed after leaving the Devil's Cave, let alone me? Yang Qingyin, I sacrificed everything The world I defend is meaningless. This time, the world has nothing to do with me. I only care about one person."

Mu Xingqiu's tenth spell came to Xizhao Lake again. This time, he was not blocked and was able to enter a mirror smoothly. Qin Lingshuang was inside, sitting on the bed, holding the stove in her hand, chatting with Mu Xingqiu. Xingqiu’s impression was different.

Her voice suddenly became gentle, "Xiaoqiu, you have made your choice a long time ago, admit it."

Mu Xingqiu still didn't speak, and the tenth spell exited the room and entered another mirror.

There is also a Qin Lingshuang here, with exactly the same appearance, but holding the instant platform in her hand. Her face is pale, her eyes are tightly closed, her eyelashes are slightly twitching, and she is obviously suffering from great pain.