Exorcism

Standing outside the tent, Yin Buchen felt a little cold. The magic in the camp was weakening. The Taoist priests were obviously unwilling to waste energy on such trivial matters. The ocean-like chill had long been waiting to flood this isolated island, and now they finally found an opportunity. , one by one, one by one, it penetrated into the camp.

Yin Buchen stamped his feet, feeling that the ground was harder. Wherever it looked like snow, it was clearly white ice. Just when he poked his head around again, a head emerged from the tent, startling him.

Yin Buchen is a half-demon and can be regarded as a sorcerer. He has passed through his hands not only a hundred but also seventy or eighty demon heads. But there has never been one like Bald Man, full of expressions, coming and going without a trace, always at your last. It was revealed when it was not expected, and its vigilant and probing eyes swept around, as if it had become the master, while the sorcerer was the subject of the experiment.

"Hey, hello, bald man." Yin Buchen said flatteringly, feeling that he had once again broken the limit. A head like this should be hung on a pillar as a monster.

"I'm fine. You don't look too good. You've got snot coming out of your nose."

Yin Buchen took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, it's just a little cold. Is Mu Xingqiu awake? Is he free now?"

"Wake up, but not free."

"I have something important, very important." Yin Buchen lowered his voice. There was actually no one in the camp. It was getting dark and the Taoist priests had all gone back to their tents to rest. They were not in the mood to light a magic bonfire tonight.

"I know, you think the snow cave is too cold and you want to live in a tent. I can answer you, no, this tent won't work. This is where Brother Xiaoqiu and I live. You can find someone else."

"No, no, it has nothing to do with the tent." Yin Buchen's body trembled slightly, and he really wanted to live in a warm and comfortable tent, "It's about that insect monster."

The bald man's eyes rolled around, and he suddenly turned around and entered the tent. He came out again after a while and said, "Come in."

Yin Buchen walked into the tent and found that the bald man was hanging two feet behind his head. No matter how he turned around or turned his head, he could not get rid of the head. This made him extremely uncomfortable. The back of his head was numb, as if it would come at any time. Got bitten.

Mu Xingqiu sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the half-demon without saying a word.

"The insect monster is Laojun." Yin Buchen fully hoped that these words would cause a violent reaction, such as jumping up in surprise, even grabbing his collar with wide eyes and issuing a series of questions, but none of this happened. The Taoist priest didn't even breathe a little heavier.

"Tell me your reasons." Mu Xingqiu spoke.

"Uh, um... I listened carefully to your description of the insect monster, and I think it looks very much like Ishi-kun's transformation."

"Is Mr. Ishi a worm?"

"No, no, no, Laojun is ever-changing. No one knows which tribe he belongs to. But this insect monster swallowed more than a dozen Taoist priests by itself and killed two of them. Looking at the entire monster clan, only Only Laojun has this ability.”

"Didn't you say that it would take a hundred or two hundred years for him to reappear?"

"Hehe, if you can make me guess correctly, Laojun will no longer be Laojun, right?"

"Why are you telling me this?"

"I'm afraid that you will die without knowing it. Now that we know that this is Laojun, let's get out of here quickly."

A voice suddenly sounded outside the tent, "The insect monster's whereabouts have been found."

Mu Xingqiu stood up and said to Yin Buchen: "When we kill the insect monster, you can identify whether it is Lord Yishi."

Mu Xingqiu stepped out of the tent, and the bald man walked around in front of Yin Buchen and said with a smile: "You are so stupid. The more you talk about the insect monster, the more Brother Xiaoqiu wants to fight, and even I have to fight again." Go once."

The bald man flew away, leaving Yin Buchen alone in the tent. He walked around twice and felt that the tent was indeed more comfortable than the snow cave. "Call me stupid, hey, no matter how stupid I am, I will never die."

Yin Buchen opened his mouth and spit out a crystal eye, which was given to him by Mu Xingqiu as promised after he and Xiao Qingtao destroyed the Node Tower. The crystal eyes were spinning around in his palm, especially the black pupils, looking around mischievously. They were more flexible than those set in the sockets of a living demon's eyes.

It was just getting dark outside, and Gan Zhiquan had selected more than forty Taoist priests to kill the insect monsters. "It's very interesting. This morning we killed dozens of flying monsters in a canyon sixty miles northwest. I I just received news that the insect monster is sucking the soul of the flying demon near the canyon. "

"Let's set off now. Bug monsters are difficult to deal with. Ordinary spells..."

Gan Zhiquan took a step closer and whispered: "I have made a plan. If possible, I will direct this operation. You go with us, just in case."

"Okay." Mu Xingqiu agreed.

Gan Zhiquan began to assign tasks. The Taoist priests were divided into five teams of varying numbers and set off in batches. The directions of movement were not consistent. He had obviously explained the plan in detail, so no one asked more questions.

Gan Zhiquan himself set off in the second group, and Mu Xingqiu was the last group. The five Taoist priests and his team did not rush directly to the canyon in the northwest, but flew to the southwest.

As the night grew darker, the Taoist priests flew very slowly, no more than a few feet above the ground. The snowfield was not as flat as it seemed from a distance, and was quite undulating. Soon, when they turned back, they could hardly see the camp.

They flew for nearly an hour over a distance of just tens of miles. The standby location of the fifth team of Taoist priests is at the south end of the canyon. Their mission is to block the insect monster's path, or to go to the battle site to support when receiving a signal.

This is a long and narrow isthmus, like a wound cut by a giant sword on the ground.

The Taoists hid behind a snow pile and only released three magic tools. They could not detect too far, which would disturb the insect monster. Then they waited, and no one spoke.

Mu Xingqiu was consistent with the five demon-invading Taoists and never spoke. However, he couldn't help comparing his transformation with these demon-invading Taoists.

He volunteered and took the demon-transforming pill after being fully prepared. These Taoists knew nothing before being invaded by the demon species, let alone adjusting their mentality for this.

The demon-transforming pill is not incurable. Mu Xingqiu believes that he can find a way to reverse it sooner or later. The demon-invading Taoists' possession is an inevitable result, just a matter of time.

The wind gradually picked up, as if another heavy snow was coming. The bald man stopped on Mu Xingqiu's shoulder, facing the back, and felt that this action was not as fun as he imagined. Compared with waiting silently, he preferred Xiao Qiu's style: rushing into the insect monster's stomach, stirring it up and then coming out.

As expected, the snow began to fall, landing on the motionless Taoist priests, and soon turned them into snowmen, which was more concealed.

After a full hour, there was a rumbling sound and vibration from the north-east. Baldy wanted to fly up to see what was going on, but the others did not move, especially Brother Xiaoqiu. He resisted his curiosity, but felt itchy under his neck where his heart should be.

The battle in the north lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and a crisp bell sounded. The sound was not loud, but it was as clear as if it was in the ear. The five Taoist priests who had invaded the devil immediately rose into the air, shook off the snow on their bodies, and flew towards the battlefield.

Mu Xingqiu followed behind. It seemed that they did not need to intercept the insect monster. It did not intend to escape this time, but to fight to the death with the Taoist priests.

The Taoist priests flew very fast. If there were not too many unclean air around, they would be even faster.

The battlefield was in the canyon. Dozens of Taoists were flying in the air. The farthest person was only about three miles away from the insect monster. The closest people were almost close to the insect body. This was a rare close combat between Taoists.

The insect monster stretched out three tentacles, but they were no longer transparent. Someone used magic to paint them bright red, which formed a sharp contrast with the night and the white snow. They could be seen clearly from a distance. Their suction power was greatly weakened by the Taoist spells, and they could not suck in the Taoists who were close at hand.

Offensive spells still could not stop on the insect monster, so only a few Taoists were responsible for the attack. Most people were casting spells under the snow. They wanted to trap the insect monster and force it out of the ground.

A demon-invading Taoist turned to Mu Xingqiu and said, "Please stay here and watch the battle, fellow Taoist Mu."

The five newly arrived Taoists immediately sank into the canyon and launched a siege on the insect monster from the south.

Mu Xingqiu stopped in the air several miles away, secretly admiring Gan Zhiquan. Gan Zhiquan was indeed a Taoist priest of the Five Elements Department. The tactics he formulated were very detailed. He could not do it anyway, and ordinary Taoist priests of the Five Elements Department did not have such a level. It was a great loss for the Taoist tradition that a Taoist priest like Gan Zhiquan was attacked by the demon species.

Baldy turned his head and looked at him, and said disappointedly: "When will it be our turn to play?"

"It's better not to play us."

The baldy was very surprised that Xiaoqiu brother just watched and did not participate in the fight. After a while, he turned his head and continued to monitor behind him, muttering something in his mouth.

Gan Zhiquan flew right above the insect monster and felt that the time had come. He shook the copper bell in his hand, and the sound went straight through the insect body. The Taoist priests nearby could not hear it.

Mu Xingqiu immediately understood the purpose of the bell. He had checked the number of people and found that three Taoist priests were missing. They must have entered the inside of the insect monster and waited for the bell to sound to launch an attack.

Gan Zhiquan borrowed Mu Xingqiu's fighting style and regarded it as the core of this plan.

A moment later, the rumble in the canyon became louder, and the three tentacles rose higher and higher. The ice and snow on both sides of the canyon collapsed, and then a huge black monster emerged.

Mu Xingqiu was carefully observing the shape of the insect monster, and the bald man on his shoulder suddenly said, "Hey, why are all the stars in the sky falling?"

The snow was heavy, and the sky could not be seen at all, let alone the stars. Mu Xingqiu turned around immediately and saw hundreds of red lights falling from the sky, dragging long trails behind them, which really looked like the falling of stars.

Five miles away, the red lights connected in the air, like a pair of huge wings. Mu Xingqiu soon discovered that it was really a pair of wings, growing on an extremely ugly woman in a long skirt.

The woman's face was bloody and fleshy, as if the skin had been peeled off and then hit with a stick a few times, and even the facial features could not be distinguished.

She did not cover it up, and even refused to wear a mask.

"So many Taoist priests, what a feast. Mu Xingqiu, nice to see you again. You never expected that, thanks to the help of Yi Shijun, I am ahead of you on the road to becoming a demon." The disfigured woman with wings is clearly Lan Binghu.