Exorcism

How long is a moment? Mortals can only use it to be in a daze, and ordinary Taoists can cast a few spells, but Zuo Liuying's mind was turned upside down, thinking about all the possibilities of the whole situation. This is his unique ability. Even if they are also Taoists who are infused with spirits, most masters cannot do this. b,

The best possibility is that Siming Ding resisted the full force of the black fist of the devil, and its speed was not affected at all, accurately blocking the magic hole that just appeared and controlling this narrow passage. The nine Taoist sects are currently in a state of division with mutual suspicion. Once they know the existence of the void passage, they are very likely to give up their differences, reunite, and form a strong team to directly attack the void, instead of waiting for the demons to return to the world.

The worst case scenario is that the Siming Ding is blocked for a while, and a large number of demons pour out, which will distract the Siming Ding's attention. The treasure of Luanjing Mountain is no longer under the control of any Taoist priest. It is only attracted by the demons and is likely to make a mistake in judgment and chase the fleeing demons, leaving the passage to the main force of the demons in the void. When the demons gain a foothold, the nine great treasures of the Taoist tradition gather here, and I am afraid that they will not be able to seal the passage.

Heroes and traitors, fame and infamy, are all determined by this moment.

Zuo Liuying made a last effort to move away the large piece of heavy black cloud. In order to deal with the demon calamity, he has worked hard on chanting spells in recent years, and his strength has surpassed most Taoist priests in the chanting department.

But he failed. The magic power gathered in the black cloud was too strong, far beyond the limit of the Taoist priests. He understood that the worst possibility was about to happen. The Siming Ding would not be destroyed, but it would be blocked and the best time to block the passage would be lost.

There is no plan that is foolproof. Zuo Liuying's plan did not get the support of the orthodoxy in advance. He could only act on his own. When an accident occurred, he could only solve it himself.

"Mu Xingqiu!" Zuo Liuying shouted. He must give it a try to minimize the loss.

The dark cloud and Siming Ding are about to collide.

Mu Xingqiu found that he was also facing a choice. The choice did not exist. He came to Luanjing Mountain to retrieve his soul. At this moment, when success was imminent, he hesitated a little.

Feng Ruhui was casting a spell to summon in vain, but he didn't even know where the soul was. Zuo Liu was trying to create a void channel controlled by the orthodoxy. Mu Xingqiu absolutely disagreed with this, but he was powerless to interfere. His hesitation had nothing to do with these two people. It came from the increasingly weak young demon.

The young demon stimulated power because of contact with the soul and turned into a human form. It also lost power because the soul was about to enter the sword, but it did not return to its previous state, but disappeared completely. Mu Xingqiu had no knowledge in this area, but he could feel that his spiritual connection with the young demon was rapidly weakening, which meant that whether the young demon disappeared or not, it would never return to his body.

They had been together for several years,

from fighting each other to practicing together. He had become accustomed to the existence of the young demon, and it was the young demon who stepped forward to save his life at the most critical moments.

The young demon's smile was clever and free and easy, and Mu Xingqiu couldn't tell who it looked like. But it was completely different from Fangfang. He looked at the face that was laughing at him, and continued to urge Fangfang's soul to take back the spirit. The spirit belonged to Fangfang, and he had no right to make the decision to separate.

"Mu Xingqiu!"

A sharp cry came into his ears. Mu Xingqiu came back to his senses and saw with his own eyes that Yang Qingyin and the bald man were shouting at him in unison, one with his hand and the other with his hair. Pointing at the sky.

Zuo Liuying's order came, "Disband the Fish Dragon Formation!"

Mu Xingqiu lifted the giant's head and saw clearly what was happening in the sky. He also roughly understood the dilemma Zuo Liuying was facing. He didn't understand the purpose of this order, and he didn't know what he could do with his own ability, but he still decided to accept the order.

This is a strange state. Mu Xingqiu didn't like Zuo Liuying's behavior of acting without explanation, but he believed in the judgment of the chief seat. Yes, he didn't agree with the practice of creating a void channel, but when he had to make a decision, he still felt that Zuo Liuying's judgment was more accurate than his own.

Only a short distance away, Fangfang's soul and spirit were about to merge into one, but Mu Xingqiu had no choice at this time. Either continue to summon the spirit and lose the only chance to help the chief seat, or immediately accept Zuo Liuying's order and temporarily give up the spirit.

In the ever-changing Taoist and demon battlefield, Mu Xingqiu couldn't hesitate. If the demon seeds poured out of the channel, none of the Taoist priests on the scene would survive.

Mu Xingqiu did not disband the dragon-fish formation, but got out of it himself, and at the same time gave the giant a final order. The giant flew away, and thousands of scattered cultivators gathered together to fly faster.

Mu Xingqiu lost the temporarily acquired Starfall Realm, and the Frost Soul Sword flew towards him from the giant's hand, greatly weakening the power of urging Fangfang's soul, and the soul on the way stopped.

Feng Ruhui once again felt the existence of the soul, vague and vague, she was overjoyed, only needing this feeling, she could regain the soul, even if the Taoist priest who inhaled air controlled Fangfang's soul, he could not compete with her.

Mu Xingqiu certainly understood this, he temporarily gave up summoning the soul, but he would never give it to Feng Ruhui.

His spiritual connection with the young demon was close to nothing, and when he saw a ball of blue smoke rushing towards the point where the soul was in the air, he was relieved, and the young demon still understood his intentions.

Things happened very quickly. Mu Xingqiu had just left the fish-dragon formation and the giant had only flown a short distance away. A red lightning bolt as thin as a finger struck down from high in the sky and hit Mu Xingqiu's head.

Yang Qingyin was caught off guard and screamed, involuntarily letting go of Mu Xingqiu's arm. The bald spot on her shoulders also trembled, her hair stood up, and she screamed louder than Yang Qingyin.

Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao did not follow the giant away, but flew over together. They saw red lightning from high in the sky striking down all the time. Mu Xingqiu could keep floating without the support of others. He clenched his fists and was trying hard to withstand the lightning. blow.

Everyone looked up and saw that lightning was coming from Zuo Liuying's right hand, and his left hand was sucking lightning as thick as a big tree from the dark clouds of the calamity.

The leader of the Forbidden Secret Department wants to use this method to reduce the power of dark clouds so that the Siming Cauldron can be less blocked.

"This will kill Brother Xiaoqiu." Xiao Qingtao shouted.

The three Taoist priests and the bald man were about to push Mu Xingqiu away when he spoke, as hard as prying open teeth with a chisel, "I can bear it."

"We will share the burden for you." Yang Qingyin reached out to hold his arm.

"No." Mu Xingqiu's whole body was stretched like a bowstring ready to be shot, "It's just me. Back away."

Mu Xingqiu chose to believe Zuo Liuying at the last moment, but Yang Qingyin and others believed in him. Step back a few feet.

Without anyone to control it, the Frost Soul Sword automatically flew to its owner's side. Mu Xingqiu was wrapped in lightning. It couldn't reach its owner's hand, so it spun around in circles.

"A little more!" Mu Xingqiu shouted to Zuo Liuying high in the sky, but it only diverted this little power and had little impact on the dark clouds.

boom! The black cloud of evil calamity collided with the mountain-sized Siming Cauldron, and the sound resounded through the Dantian. The Taoist priests had to use their skills to resist. Yang Qingyin pressed the bald man's forehead with his hand. Part of the magic power was allocated to help him. The bald man had no Dantian and could not bear the loud noise.

The sound was continuous, and everyone seemed to be trapped in a giant bell, while countless steel pestles were beating continuously outside.

The rising speed of Siming Cauldron has obviously slowed down.

Zuo Liuying had no choice but to let go of all restrictions and continuously draw strength from the dark clouds. The thick crimson lightning completely engulfed him and stopped for a moment. After his transformation, he turned around and went straight down to swallow Mu Xingqiu.

Not only Yang Qingyin and others, but also the Frost Soul Sword were forced to retreat quickly. They could still see Mu Xingqiu. The Taoist robes on his body were turning into ashes, and his body was filled with streaks of lightning, surging back and forth and colliding with each other.

"Brother Xiaoqiu is going to die." Bald Man was about to rush forward again, but was pulled back by Yang Qingyin. "You can't save me even if I die, just stay patient."

As she said this, her palms were all sweaty. For a Taoist priest, this is a very rare phenomenon.

There was nothing covering Mu Xingqiu's body, and he looked ferocious and painful. The bald man couldn't bear to look at it, and Xiao Qingtao was embarrassed to look at it. They both lowered their heads, but saw another scene.

In the air below, the young demon who looked exactly like Fangfang merged with the soul and became a real entity. It was no longer transparent. Except for the Taoist robe, there was no longer any blue on his body.

Feng Ruhui casts spells on the young demon like a madman.

"It's so similar." The bald man wanted to fly away again, but he couldn't break free from Yang Qingyin's hand.

The young demon is also good at illusions, but it is much more powerful than Mu Xingqiu. He shoots thin lightning bolts from his hands in turn, without falling behind at all.

Bang bang! With two loud noises in succession, the Siming Cauldron resumed its rising speed. Its power finally overcame the dark clouds of demonic calamity, scattered it, and headed straight for the demonic cave. At this time, no demonic species had escaped from the passage. For the demons in the void, this passage was a complete accident, and they were not prepared.

The dispersed dark clouds released the last and most powerful bolt of lightning, most of which hit Zuo Liuying. The Taoist priest also had his own limits. Zuo Liuying was knocked away and fell quickly like a meteorite. Xin Youtao motioned to Xiao Qingtao to rescue the first one together.

The lightning turned down and hit Mu Xingqiu again. He was at a much lower level than Zuo Liuying, but he was not knocked away. For some special reason, his ability to withstand the magic lightning was better than that of the Taoist priest Zhu Shen. Even stronger.

But this feeling was not pleasant at all. .ansh.com The lightning had disappeared, and Mu Xingqiu's eyes and head were still red. He looked up and vaguely realized that the magic hole in the sky had disappeared, and there was no demon that could be destroyed by Si. The fate cauldron was rapidly shrinking and falling to the ground. The demon species in the void did not swarm out, but used the little time bought by the dark clouds to seal the passage. They obviously did not think this was their opportunity.

Zuo Liuying's best expectations did not come true, but the worst outcome did not happen either.

Mu Xingqiu looked away and saw Yang Qingyin and Bald Zi looking at him with wide eyes in a red light. Behind them, the baby demon that had become a reality was floating.

The young demon defeated Feng Ruhui and was smiling at her former inhabitant. She moved her lips as if to say "thank you" in human language. Then she raised her right hand, pointed at Mu Xingqiu, and shot out a thin bolt of lightning. , blending in with all the lightning surging within him.

Then she flew away without any nostalgia or farewell, and she disappeared very quickly.

Mu Xingqiu's eyes were still bright red. He felt a little confused, a little lost, and then a little heavy. The red light disappeared and turned into darkness.

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