Exorcism

Yashan Xingluo Taoist Zhao Zhijin was angry. Top*point*..

The heart of a Taoist priest is as calm as a thousand-year-old lake, reflecting all things without being moved. However, the still lake water in it is entirely composed of pride. It can reflect the changing winds and clouds, but it cannot withstand the interference of a fallen leaf. It has direct contact with those who dare to cross the boundary. The heart of a Taoist priest always gives crazy revenge to intruders who touch the lake water.

Mu Xingqiu had used the Wuxu Illusion Technique to break into the minds of Taoist priests of others several times, but the lake of these people's mental states had already surged into the sky, and he was just adding fuel to the waves. This time it was completely different. He did not use the Wuxu Illusion Technique, and he never thought about entering. In the opponent's state of mind, he simply defeated a Xingluo Taoist priest.

The whip attached with lightning compressed the ice and fire dragon into a ball of red and white. It didn't look like a dragon at all, but more like an angry frog. It was only a foot away from the master's palm, and it swelled bigger and bigger.

"Impossible." Zhao Zhijin's voice still sounded calm, but it was full of unquestionable majesty than ever before, "You are at the smoke-swallowing state at best."

Mu Xingqiu had no intention of engaging in a verbal dispute. He knew what his strength was: the gift given to him by the young demon, the white inner elixir, had reached the fifth level of Xingluo.

Even if all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the world were gathered into one person, it would be impossible to raise an inner elixir from inhalation to starfall within eight days, unless it had already reached this state. This is the case with the white inner elixir. It was originally the fifth level of starfall. In order to prevent it from condensing in the air, it was wrapped with a layer of powerful restrictions. Mu Xingqiu's eight-day retreat only removed this layer of restrictions, making it It is restored to its original appearance.

He possesses the inner elixir of the fifth level of Xingluo, which not only allows him to stably cast seventh-level illusions, but also doubles the power.

Mu Xingqiu is now very sure that the illusion of mind and heart must still be based on inner elixir, but it has played a trick: practitioners can reach a higher level of illusion in advance beyond the level of inner elixir, thereby gaining great confidence and becoming more obsessed with it. Illusion. But this higher level of illusion is an illusion, and the practitioner does not gain the full power of the illusion.

Mu Xingqiu was able to stably cast fifth-level illusions with the seventh-level inner elixir of Inhalation. This had reached its limit. His strength at that time had just reached the level of the first-level swallowing smoke. With the support of the fifth-level inner elixir of Xingluo, he was finally able to Stably perform seventh-level illusions and exert most of their power.

The seventh-level illusion is nominally equivalent to Zhushen, but it is still a little short of it. The gap between Xingluo and Zhushen is too big, and Xingluo's fifth-level inner elixir cannot carry the seventh-level illusion to fly over.

For Zhao Zhijin. This is absolute suppression.

People usually choose not to believe things of unknown origin.

Zhao Zhijin didn't believe that this power was stronger than his own, and felt that there must be something wrong, and the mistake was on the opposite side of the inspiratory Taoist priest.

"Zuo Liuying! What trick did he use on you again?" Zhao Zhijin gradually lost control of his composure and blamed Zuo Liuying for everything. This was the only reason he could understand.

The only reason Mu Xingqiu didn't kill him was because he didn't want to see the Taoist priest die in his own hands. He had already secured victory and decided the life or death of his enemy. He turned to look at Shen Jiyi, "Give me the bald man."

The person who suffered the lightning whip was Zhao Zhijin, but it was Shen Jiyi who felt the same in a very short period of time. The expression on his face changed from ecstasy to shock, confusion and distortion. Faced with Mu Xingqiu's request, he hesitated.

"Come together." Liao Huayuan, another Taoist priest from Yashan, was not so shocked. He had just been knocked down by Mu Xingqiu. He was unscathed, so he thought that the opponent's strength was not exaggerated, "Don't let his illusions fool you."

Xin Youtao's expression became more and more excited. Mu Xingqiu's strong-arm technique gave him as much confidence as he put pressure on the enemy. He immediately summoned a huge helmet and put it on his head automatically. He spread his arms to reveal a hand full of paper charms, "I want to hit three of them one by one. Don’t forget about me. Taoist Bai, where are you?”

Bai Qing was at a loss. She still didn't fully understand what the two parties were fighting for, so they fought over a head? She couldn't believe that this was something Taoist priests could do. Mu Xingqiu's magic also shocked her. She was even more shocked than Zhao Zhijin and Shen Jiyi, because she had already made a very high judgment for Mu Xingqiu. The result is still an underestimate.

"I, I... you guys stop it first and tell me what's going on?"

Ouyang Hao ran over and stood beside Xin Youtao, the magic sword in his hand turned into a golden dragon several feet long, "I am on your side.

The help of a casual cultivator was better than nothing. Xin Youtao nodded gratefully, and then said to Bai Qing: "Don't you see it yet? This is a trap set by Yashan, in order to kidnap... Bald Man and Mu Xingqiu, want to Whoever colludes with the demon clan must be these three Yashan Taoist priests."

Xin Youtao didn't understand why Yashan valued a head, so he could only speak vaguely.

Bai Qing frowned and looked at Zhao Zhijin and Shen Jiyi in confusion, not fully believing Xin Youtao's words.

The mana ripples generated by the collision of spells became stronger and stronger, and with a pop, the restriction surrounding everyone was broken. The roars and footsteps of the demon giants suddenly became louder, as if in their ears. They had discovered the Taoist priest's approximate whereabouts and were quickly narrowing the encirclement.

Shen Jiyi was even more panicked. He grabbed the bald man's bun with one hand and took out the special small bronze mirror with the other hand. He only needed to cancel the spell attached to the head, and the bald man could regain his freedom.

Zhao Zhijin broke out at this moment. His heart as a Taoist priest and his pride did not allow the plan to fail, nor did he allow himself and Yashan to be discredited. "Yashan and the demon are incompatible!"

The sound was like thunder, and Xin Youtao couldn't help but dwindle down by half, his face changed color, and he no longer dared to accuse Yashan Taoist priest of colluding with the demon clan.

As Zhao Zhijin spoke, he used all his magic power to force the approaching lightning whip back three or four feet. Then he gave up resistance and several magic weapons flew out of his hands. The target of each one was not Mu Xingqiu. , but a few people watching.

Zhao Zhijin cast a spell to move everyone away, leaving only himself and Mu Xingqiu. He had just suffered heavy injuries, but a smile appeared on his face.

The mountain was filled with unclean air, and any method of teleportation could not go too far. Mu Xingqiu knew that Xin Youtao and Bald Zi were not far away, but he still walked towards Zhao Zhijin. "Do you want to be a prisoner of the demon clan, or do you want to come with me?"

Zhao Zhijin looked down and saw that there was no wound on his chest where he was hit by the whip. Mu Xingqiu withdrew most of his mana at the last moment, but he was still unwilling to kill the Taoist priest.

"Hey." Zhao Zhijin sneered. Just because his body was not injured does not mean that he is intact. The three Dantians of the Taoist priest have the protective power generated by the method of fundamental concealment, but his middle Dantian Jianggong has lost this layer. Protection, the fury of the Taoist Heart exposes flaws in the protection. It was shattered.

At this time, when I looked up and looked around, I could already see the figures of five demon giants. They were running rampant in the forest, with blazing red light emitting from their eyeless sockets. They were searching for targets. Soon they could find two monsters on the ground. A little man.

"Why does Yashan have a bald man?" Mu Xingqiu still couldn't figure out this strange thing.

"You ask questions knowingly, do you want to create a memory and hand it over to various Taoist families to prove your innocence? I won't be fooled, and I won't be fooled again." Zhao Zhijin emphasized the word "again". He even gritted his teeth when he said the word. He still remembered Zuo Liuying's teasing.

"I will never hand over any of my memories to anyone again." Mu Xingqiu also emphasized the word "again", "I also have my own secrets."

"Haha, that's right. You have a secret, an ulterior secret. The Taoists are not that stupid. They will ask you to hand over all your memories. Not just a certain section." Zhao Zhijin shook his head and said, "Who is the demon head that Yashan wants?" To wash the sword pool."

"Sword washing pool?" Mu Xingqiu's memory was suddenly awakened, Feng Ruhui, Du Fangfeng, and a drop of blood on the magic scroll. But that matter has been solved, every drop of the water in the sword washing pool has been sent back to Yashan, and the magic scroll has been destroyed in Luanjing Mountain. There was a thump in his heart. There were two people who destroyed the magic scroll. One was the little demon Feiba, and the other was the bald man.

"No need to pretend to be confused." Zhao Zhijin looked disdainful, and suddenly changed his tone, "No, you are really confused, because you really don't know, how could Zuo Liuying tell you such an important thing? You are just in his hands. a chess piece.”

"Is the Sword Washing Pool still incomplete?"

"It is getting weaker day by day." Zhao Zhijin said bitterly, as if it was him, his beloved, and Yashan's hope that was weakening. "We hid the news, pretended to know nothing, and cleaned the pots for the Taoist priests normally. , because we knew that the enemy was hiding in the dark, but we didn’t know who the enemy was at that time. Then I remembered the only drop of blood that had been taken out of Qishan, and concluded that all the problems were with you, but you were in chaos. Shan retreated, but he kept the head with him. This is a clever move. Pangshan's foundation has been destroyed, but Luanjingshan has not. With their protection, Yashan can't find you out."

The first giant had already approached, and two red lights shot diagonally at the target. Mu Xingqiu raised his arms, and the two lightning bolts blocked the attack. His eyes still stayed on Zhao Zhijin's face, "Continue."

"We found out that there was a little demon, and after all the hard work we found him and took away all his memories. So we guessed that there was still a drop of water from the sword washing pool hidden in his head. He was better than the original water thief. What’s more, he is constantly absorbing the power of the Sword Washing Pool.”

"Where's Feiba? Did you kill him?"

Zhao Zhijin was stunned, wondering why Mu Xingqiu cared about a little demon, "Killing him will dirty my hands. He is locked up, but he is not important at all. He only got the useless half of the magic scroll. The half with the blood on it was chewed in the mouth by the demon."

"You have already taken back the blood drops on the scroll."

"This is also a wonderful move. You...no, it's Zuo Liuying. You used this move to deceive the Nine Dao Daozong, especially Yashan. We were really happy for a while, until the water in the pool could not be restored, and even It was still weakening, and we realized that we had been fooled. This was all Zuo Liuying's trick, but he was too smart to realize that we had seen through his disguise. This time we wanted to take it whole. Integrate into the sword-washing pool and don’t give Zuo Liuying any chance!”

Mu Xingqiu still had many doubts in his heart, but all five monster giants had arrived, and he could not continue to ask, "You will not die. If you doubt Zuo Liuying, then confront him face to face."

Mu Xingqiu turned around, and the lightning on his whip bloomed like an epiphyllum, facing the five huge enemies.

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