Exorcism

Our Lady of Wanzi slowly sat up, staring with interest at Pei Zihan's broken body and the magic script that appeared on the back of Feiba's hand. The magic script was like an image reflected on the water, slowly moving from Feiba's hand. The flow went up to Pei Zihan's head.

"How can a living person turn into a demon?" Feiba's arms trembled slightly, but his voice was calmer than ever, "Pei Zihan, you have to go from life to death, and then from death to life! If you can bear it, This kind of pain can be completed within fifteen days. If you can't bear it, please get rid of it as soon as possible. "

"I can!" Pei Zihan said through gritted teeth. The wound on his cheek began to bleed, staining half of his face red.

"This trick is so good, I never get tired of it no matter how many times I play it." Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons leaned back on the pillow again, her eyes still on Pei Zihan and Feiba, her interest seemed to have weakened a little, "Can this one live longer? Before. None of them were able to survive. The longest one only lived for three days. Only the faceless Taoist priest completed the transformation. Unfortunately, I was not in Ice City at the time and did not see the process. "

Feiba's whole body began to tremble, and the magic text flowed faster and faster. Beads of sweat broke out on his face, but his expression became more and more proud, "He is a Taoist priest, and Lan Bingju is also a Taoist priest. They can both bear it." Live. It’s me who gives them power! Pei Zihan, beg me and be loyal to me. I am your recreater. Without me, you are nothing!”

"You are my...my recreater. Without you, I...I am nothing." Pei Zihan actually begged. His stiff body was shaking even more violently than Feiba's, and he was holding on tightly with both hands. He held on to the armrest and cracked his knuckles, "I want to be a demon, a real demon! Isashi-kun, please save me and burn everything human in me!"

Feiba looked at Mu Xingqiu proudly, "Unexpectedly, I have the power of the demon clan. This power was once in your hands, but you missed it."

"It turns out that Demon Lord Zhengfa is not practiced according to the words." Mu Xingqiu finally understood. In fact, he had experienced it. In the Demon Drawing Cave in Xingshan Mountain, the magic text on the scroll once flew out automatically to help him resist the successor of Nian Xinke. attack.

But he was a Taoist priest and did not want to have anything to do with monsters, so when the visible magic words disappeared, he never thought about it again.

In Luanjing Mountain, Feiba swallowed half of the scroll and gained the power of the hidden magic text. But Baldy chewed the other half of the scroll, so why didn't there be any obvious changes? Mu Xingqiu still couldn't figure it out for the time being.

"Of course you can't practice according to the words." Feiba laughed several times, "I heard that you and Yin Buchen are hanging out together. That idiot must be pestering you to ask for the text of the Demon Lord's rectification. Haha, even if you are an idiot, they will not accept it. Listen to him carefully, only I know how important his soliloquies are."

Feiba refused to call him "Yishijun" or "Laojun" directly, but when he mentioned "him" twice, his voice still trembled involuntarily.

"I have to thank you." Feiba decided not to mention the "him" he was afraid of. The more violently Pei Zihan shook and the more painful his moans became, the more confident he became in front of Mu Xingqiu, "I want to If it weren't for you, I might never be able to break the seal on the scroll, and I would have to hide around with the most precious treasure in the world. You snatched the scroll, and after breaking the seal, I took it back. Haha, ancient god's help. Me, this is God’s will!”

Pei Zihan suddenly became exhausted, as if all the bones in his body were broken, and he no longer had the strength to call out. Feiba let go of his hand and let out a long breath.

"Is this the end? He died earlier than all the previous humans." Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons covered her mouth and yawned, not very interested in Feiba's passionate performance.

"Don't worry, he will come back to life."

"Oh, that's okay. Just leave him here. I want to see him come back to life." Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons lay down on her side and fell asleep like that. Six demon servants immediately came up from both sides to cover her. , hair, tucked in, put down the curtains, other demon servants formed three circles around the big bed, with the inner circle facing the big bed, the middle circle facing up, and the outer circle facing out, monitoring the surrounding situation.

The lights in the palace dimmed, but you could still see.

Feiba moved toward Mu Xingqiu step by step, lifting his prosthetic leg lightly and making almost no sound, and lowered his voice when speaking.

"now you."

Feiba still thought that he was the only one who could cast spells in the Ice City, so he was full of confidence. He raised his right hand and there were magic words flowing in his palm. In fact, there were black magic words flowing on the skin of his whole body, and his face was no exception. , which adds a bit of evil to him, which is much more effective than his own mysterious behavior.

Mu Xingqiu leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice, "What a demon-turning technique. Before you cast the spell on me, I have some questions that I hope can be answered."

"Ask, there is nothing I don't know, and this is also a reward for you." Feiba's eyes became less moist and sparkled like gems.

Mu Xingqiu turned his head and glanced at Flea, feeling that he had nothing to worry about. Not only did he have the Frost Soul Sword by his side, but he also had the ball of light in Flea's corner. No matter who sent it, it must be someone paying attention. The Taoist priest's magic was his greatest reliance.

"Lan Bingju used the magic of transforming demons on a group of Taoist priests a few days ago, but she didn't have the Demon Lord Zhengfa, and she didn't come into contact with these Taoist priests. Why is this?"

"You are a smart Taoist priest. After seeing the real art of transforming demons, can't you understand even this small problem?"

"Lan Bingqu didn't use the magic of transforming demons, but just ordinary poison skills. She just wanted us to come to Ice City on our own initiative." Mu Xingqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Exactly, according to our plan, you should not come alone. You should bring all the Taoist priests. This can save a lot of trouble. Anyway, they have been invaded by demons, and it is only a matter of time before they become demons. After being transformed into demons by me, , they will no longer be afraid, but will be happily possessed. I will use them to build an army, and if I like, I can make you the leader."

"Thank you." Mu Xingqiu said with a smile, "Why don't you let the monsters outside enter the Ice City?"

"Because I only want strong soldiers. They will continue to kill each other on the other side. When there are less than a hundred left, I will consider whether to take them or not."

"Because..." Feiba smiled knowingly, "You want to keep my secret so that you can use it on your head follower? Things are different now. No Taoist priest can steal the memories from my brain. . Don’t underestimate me, what you saw in the past was just an illusion.”

"Then let's talk about Bingkui. I heard a lot of rumors along the way." Mu Xingqiu did not pursue the question. He had secretly tried the Wuxu Illusion Technique and was unable to leave Jiang Palace, let alone influence Feiba.

There is an invisible force that controls the entire Ice City. As for who controls this power, Mu Xingqiu has not yet come to a definite conclusion. The most likely ones are Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons, Feiba, or Lan Bingke, who is not known where. The younger one may be one of the hundreds of demon servants.

The light ball in Flea Corner has not made any reaction since entering the city, probably because of this.

"There's nothing to say. I think Bingkui is a group of magicians, or maybe Taoist priests from Wangshan. I don't care about that. The demons in the far north are scared to death by Bingkui, and the demons in Bingcheng are also panic-stricken. So I’m going to take action on Bing Kui. After this battle, I will be the new Giant Demon King!”

"Smart." Mu Xingqiu took two steps back and stood side by side with Flea, "Let me see your magic of turning monsters."

"Hey, I know you're not convinced. You're not ready to accept the art of transforming into a demon. You still look down on me, thinking that I'm still the crying little demon who will kneel at your feet and beg at any time. Do you think you still have the ability to transform into a demon? You can do whatever you want to me, eat my legs if you want..."

Feiba obviously confused Mu Xingqiu and Yishi Jun, his voice was trembling again, his face showed fear, but his eyes were angrier than ever, and the magic text on his skin flowed faster.

"Who wants to eat whose legs?" The voice of the Holy Mother of All Sons came from the big bed, and the demon servant immediately opened the curtain, "Don't forget to wake me up if there is a good show."

"No one can bully me anymore!" Feiba raised his voice and tried to straighten his curved back, "I, Mr. Yishi, will unify the demon clan, eliminate the Taoism, and enslave all humans. Even if the demon clan returns to the world, I also……"

It was at this time that Mu Xingqiu cast the spell. The demon slaves of Lord Yishi all had one thing in common. They talked endlessly and had to use the most direct method to interrupt them.

Mu Xingqiu didn't use the telepathy spell. Even if he tried to send the spell out of Jiang Palace, the power would be greatly reduced. He didn't want to show mercy to Feiba, so he summoned the Frost Soul Sword.

The long sword flew out from his left wrist, spun in a small half circle, and reached Mu Xingqiu's right hand in the blink of an eye. A beam of white light shot out from the sword body and hit Feiba's chest.

Feiba's smile was still frozen on his face, and he didn't react at all. It was the magic text on his skin that fought back on its own.

A magic text on his chest broke out of his clothes, blocking the light beam a little, and immediately after, more and more magic words flew away from his skin, overlapping together to form a black barrier, right on Feiba's chest. There was a stalemate with the white light within a few inches.

Feiba then hurriedly used magic to drive more magic words to swim to his chest, and then left his body to block the light beam.

Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons clapped her hands, and sixteen demon servants stepped forward, lifted the big bed, and quickly moved their positions so that she could see the situation on both sides at the same time.

The power of the Frost Soul Sword has also been affected to some extent, but it is still stronger than Feiba's so-called Demon Lord Zhengfa. The magic words on Feiba's skin are getting less and less, but it does not force the beam back half an inch.

Mu Xingqiu suddenly changed his spell, and the white light disappeared. The magic text on the opposite side and Feiba rushed towards Mu Xingqiu, as if they wanted to fight him desperately.

This was not Feiba's character. He rushed forward because he was unable to defend himself, and because he couldn't help himself. The suction force in the sword was too strong, and he had no way to resist.

"Ah..." Feiba's cry was only halfway out, but his hair was already in Mu Xingqiu's hand, and there was a sharp sword on his neck.

"Sorry, I have to bully you again." Mu Xingqiu said.

Feiba was stunned, all the magic writing on his body was gone, and he suddenly shouted with all his strength: "Lan Bing Ke!"