Exorcism

"Lan Bing Ke!" Feiba, who fell into the hands of the Taoist priest, shouted loudly.

The lights in the palace that were not very bright suddenly dimmed a bit, almost blending into the night outside. The colorful curtains on the walls looked like giant guards standing in a circle.

Mu Xingqiu still wanted to find out the details of the demon-transformation technique from Fei Ba, so of course he would not kill him right away. He raised his head to check the situation around him, and saw the fleas running around Mu Xingqiu, making crisp hooves sounds.

After the fleas stopped, the palace was quiet for a while. Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons looked up at the towering ceiling of the palace, "There are so many stars, this trick is getting better and better."

A field of stars was twinkling overhead, denser and more dazzling than the real night sky outside. A moment later, under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, the stars turned into wings, and Lan Bingke fell from the sky, his bloody face seemed to be smiling, for a burst of laughter did rise from her throat.

Mu Xingqiu punched Feiba on the back of the head. Although the half-demon had practiced Demon Lord Zhengfa and could be called a powerful sorcerer, his physique did not become stronger. He was knocked unconscious with a plop after receiving a punch. Fall to the ground.

Mu Xingqiu waved the Frost Soul Sword in his right hand and shot out a beam of white light.

Lan Bingju rolled up one of her wings and held it in front of her. This was her demon elixir and the most powerful protection.

boom! Dozens of stars dispersed, and a round hole was punched out of the wings, but the light beam was also blocked. The surrounding stars quickly came to replenish it, and the hole in the wings disappeared.

Although the palace was high, it still seemed small to Lan Bingqu, who was more than four feet wide when her wings were spread out. She received a blow and at the same time, she lowered to Mu Xingqiu's head and swept over with her other wing.

After transforming into a demon, Lan Bingke is more difficult to deal with than before. Compared with ordinary Taoist priests and ordinary magicians, her resistance to spells has been strengthened hundreds of times, and she can fight close to the beast like a beast.

Therefore, Mu Xingqiu did not use the suction power of the Frost Soul Sword, jumped to the side, held the sword with both hands, and slashed hard at the sweeping wings. When he got closer, he could see it more clearly. Lan Bingju's wings only had skeletons and no skin. The surface was covered with a thick layer of light red spots. From a distance, they looked like stars, and from a closer look, they looked like fireflies gathered together.

The Frost Soul Sword hit the wing, and the light spots flew away, but the frame was a hundred times harder than steel. The sword easily bounced away, and the strong wind almost blew Mu Xingqiu down.

Mu Xingqiu did not dare to use too much force. The Frost Soul Sword meant too much to him, and he could not bear even a little damage. He immediately jumped back a dozen steps to avoid the attack of the wings.

Lan Bingju opened her wings slightly, revealing a ferocious face, and stretched out an arm, "Monsters can also perform Taoist magic!"

A colorful spell rushed towards Mu Xingqiu. This was indeed the Taoist Five Elements spell, and it was a hybrid spell that could only be cast by high-level Taoist priests. Although it had not yet been condensed into crystals or beams, its power far exceeded that of Lan Bing before he transformed into a demon. pot.

This spell was supposed to be in the shape of a dragon, but it was too close. What Mu Xingqiu saw was the form of five spells kneaded together.

For a battle between Taoist priests, the palace in Bingcheng was too small. Mu Xingqiu had no way to escape and could only use the Frost Soul Sword to send out a beam of light to fight against Lan Bingju's colorful spells.

The inner elixir in Mu Xingqiu Niwan Palace is the fifth level of Xingluo. With the help of Fangfang's soul, the beam emitted is the strength of the seventh level of Xingluo. It should be stronger than Lan Bingke, but this is the Ice City, abide by There is another set of rules. The Frost Soul Sword can only exert 60 to 70% of its power, but Lan Bingju is not affected at all.

The area of ​​the five-color spell was larger, but it quickly narrowed after contact with the beam. He concentrated his strength and continued the attack, slowly advancing towards Mu Xingqiu.

"You can also cast spells, it's amazing." Lan Bingju said, hanging in the air, her feet more than a foot above the ground, her wide wings fluttering slightly. She could fly without wings. They were completely her protection and protection. A means of attack.

"The magic in Bingcheng is even more amazing." Mu Xingqiu wanted to find out what the thing that inhibited his spellcasting was and who held it. As long as this obstacle was solved, not only could he regain his strength and defeat Lan Bingke, but inside Flea Corner The light ball can also jump out.

Lan Bingju snorted, but before she could speak, a voice came from the side, "Did you see it? Bingcheng is indeed amazing." Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons sat up and looked at it with gusto. Among these almost identical faces, only There were some emotional changes on her face, and the other demon servants all had straight faces. Even if the palace collapsed, they didn't seem to care.

"It is said that this place was once cursed by the demons." Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons glanced around half a circle and lowered her voice slightly, "So we cannot leave the Ice City, we cannot marry with foreigners, and the sacrifices we give birth to all look exactly the same. I can’t recognize who they are.”

Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons was talking to herself. Lan Bingju didn't care about this. She took a step slowly in the air and flapped her wings more and more. She wanted to approach Mu Xingqiu and attack directly with her wings, leaving him powerless. resistance.

The flea was already eager to try and jumped towards Lan Curling.

"Get away!" Lan Bingju flapped her wings towards Qilin.

The flea is also restricted by the ice city and cannot fly, but its movements are still flexible. It is a little afraid of the starry wings, and it jumps back and forth to avoid it, but it is always within three feet of Lan Curling.

While Lan Bingju was casting spells with his hands, he was dancing his wings, bringing up gusts of wind. The light spots on his wings dragged out dazzling trajectories, as if thousands of fireflies were chasing and playing.

The Holy Mother of All Sons cheered repeatedly, "This trick tonight is definitely the best. Who can wake up Mr. Ishi? Let's see if he has any other abilities."

Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons didn't particularly care, "I hope to go outside one day to have a look, but the curse of the demons is not easy to break. It helped us block the attack of the Taoist priests and imprisoned us here. It is said that only the entire ice The curse will not end until the city and my entire family are destroyed. Faceless Taoist, do you think Mu Xingqiu has this ability?"

Lan Bingju was one against two, but still had the slight upper hand. Hearing the question from the Holy Mother of All Sons, Lan Bingju sneered, "He is an abandoned disciple that the orthodox despises. How could he have the ability to break through the ice city? He was once invaded by a demon species. , as a result, Daogen was born. Pangshan was very interested in him for a while, and kicked him out after using it. Now he is probably thinking about how to kill him. The demon kind likes his body quite a lot, Yishi. You also want to turn him into a demon, and I want to see what’s so special about him.”

"I want to see it too. Anyway, this is the first Taoist priest I've seen. You were already transformed into a demon when you came, so it doesn't count. It doesn't look like anything special, but the sword in your hand is a bit interesting. I'll tell you later. Bring it over and let me take a good look..."

"Coming!" Mu Xing shouted. If the stalemate continued like this, he would definitely lose. The light ball in Flea Corner was still refusing to show its power, so he had to find another way.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Mu Xingqiu retracted the beam, jumped up, avoided Lan Bingqu's colorful spell in an instant, and then used the suction power of the Frost Soul Sword.

Flea cooperated extremely well. At the same moment, he slipped under Starlight's wings and pushed against Lan Curling with his horns. Without waiting for her to cast a spell to counterattack, Flea immediately changed direction and jumped over the other wing to attract her attention. Xingqiu bought some time.

Mu Xingqiu's target was not Lan Curling, but the Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons sitting on the bed further away.

The whole big bed flew away from its place along with the Virgin Mary, and hundreds of demon servants followed behind in panic. Mu Xingqiu couldn't fly by casting spells, but the Bone Forging Fist that he had practiced for many years came into play at this time. He Xiang, Long Yue, and Leopard Tu were used together, and he jumped forward in the air and passed over Lan Bingqu's head. Jump over and go straight to the big bed.

If he was still doubtful when they first met, after seeing Feiba and Lan Bingju's obedient attitude, Mu Xingqiu believed that Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons was anything but simple.

Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons is tall. Sitting on the bed, she looks like a normal demon standing there. She is not afraid at all. She even has a smile on her face. She puts her hands into the quilt and touches it a few times before taking out a handful. He threw the fan away and took out a withered skeleton palm, finally satisfied.

Mu Xingqiu had already jumped on the bed. The mattress was too soft, and his legs sank a lot. He wasted a little time and it was difficult to capture the Holy Mother of All Sons alive, so Hengjian shot a beam of light from the chest of the sword.

The five fingers of the skeleton's hand moved at the same time, as if waving or holding something.

"Be careful," said Our Lady of All Sons.

No magic was released, but Mu Xingqiu suddenly lost control of the Frost Soul Sword. He still held it tightly in his hand, but the connection with Fangfang's soul was interrupted and disappeared, and it became a Mu Xingqiu couldn't cast an ordinary magic sword with it within the confines of Ice City.

The entire big bed fell to the ground. Dozens of demon servants grabbed it and raised their hands to lift the big bed regardless of their own safety. They were demons after all, and their thin bodies contained strength far beyond that of humans. The big bed fell a few more feet in their hands, and finally stopped.

"You've been in my bed before." Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons said with a smile, waving her skull palm, "It's a pity that you are not my type."

"Thank you, I feel at ease with your words."

The thick and soft mattress suddenly bounced up. Mu Xingqiu jumped up involuntarily, and the Frost Soul Sword came out of his hand. When he descended, the big bed had been lifted away, and a square crack opened on the floor. Mu Xingqiu fell straight into the hole, as if his whole body was tied up by an invisible rope.

The only action he made was to swing out his long whip, wrap it around one of Pei Zihan's legs not far away, and drag him into the cave entrance.

"Let me kill him." This was Lan Bingju's voice.

"No, wait for Mr. Yishi..." The hole above his head closed, and Mu Xingqiu dragged Pei Zihan down in the darkness.

At the last moment when the light above his head disappeared, Mu Xingqiu raised his head and saw the flea through Pei Zihan's stiff body. One of the horns on its head was shining.