Exorcism

There is no place without fire in the ice city. Lan Bingju is hovering above the ferocious flames, followed by Pei Zihan and Yin Buchen. The former is trying to learn to use membranous wings.

"Open your eyes, don't let go of any living creature!" Lan Bingju said loudly, the flesh and blood on his face blooming like living coral, "They are all hiding underground, I can smell the smell of fear."

Yin Buchen relies entirely on Lan Bingju's magic to fly in the sky, and he may fall into the flames all over the city at any time. He knows that his position is extremely unstable, so he finds every opportunity to flatter him, "Kill! Kill them all. This is like a real demon clan!"

"But... why?" Pei Zihan spread his wings and felt the air lifting his whole body. Although he was still unable to fly independently, the pain in his body had been greatly reduced.

"Why?" Lan Bingju turned around suddenly, "Because the weak should not exist. They occupy the best position but do not want to make progress, making the entire demon clan weaker and weaker. To revitalize the demon clan, we must first get rid of the weak. "

"Well said." Yin Buchen shouted loudly, not even pointing out that Lan Bingju had only become a demon clan for a month. He raised his head and looked into the smoke, "Where is Mr. Yishi? I haven't expressed my loyalty to him in person yet. Woolen cloth."

"He's taming that beast." Lan Bingju suddenly used magic to amplify his voice and shouted into the sea of ​​fire: "Mu Xingqiu, is this not like your temper? Or do you mean you don't care about Qilin at all?"

Lan Bingju flapped her wings and whipped up gusts of wind, making the city's flames even brighter. In the sunlight, the stars on her wings appear much dimmer, and the skeleton within them is more obvious.

"That's enough!" Pei Zihan yelled angrily. He had gone through all kinds of hardships and finally embarked on the correct path of demon transformation, not because of the scene he saw now. He also raised his head and looked at the thick smoke that blocked the sun. Looking for Feiba's figure, "Mr. Yishi, stop it. Isn't it enough that the demon clan is killed by Taoist priests and kills each other? You should be the hope of the demon clan, not its destroyer."

Feiba's face appeared in the thick smoke, as huge as a burning palace. He took off his hood, revealing his disheveled hair. There was still a look of fear on his face, but his eyes were no longer moist, and he stared sternly. The guy who dared to question himself, "Your demon transformation has not been completed yet, Pei Zihan, don't mistake my tolerance for weakness. When Qi Wushang ordered hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers to go to the battlefield to die, were you still so talkative?"

The half of Pei Zihan's face that was still intact turned red. He did not dare to speak to the giant demon king in person, but secretly leaked the news. He did not obey the order and die on the battlefield, but took advantage of the chaos to escape, "Please forgive me, Lord Yishi." Sin, Bingcheng... Bingcheng must have offended you.

"The fact that they are still alive is the biggest offense to me." The muscles on Feiba's face twitched slightly, "Killing is the original intention of demons, Pei Zihan, either follow me, or jump into the sea of ​​fire to keep company with other demons. Don't ask anymore My reason is that it is an insult to me!”

Pei Zihan's face turned redder, he didn't dare to speak, and he didn't dare to recall his lofty ideals when he first decided to transform into a demon.

Feiba's huge eyes turned to Yin Buchen.

"I don't have any doubts." Yin Buchen said with a smile, suddenly bent down, spit out a crystal eye from his mouth, and held it up with both hands, "This is my gift to Lord Yishi. As far as I know, Mu Xingqiu still has five more."

Fei Ba laughed loudly and suddenly blew out a breath. The strong wind came down like a mountain, which was stronger than the wind caused by Lan Curling's wings. Yin Buchen was unsteady in the air and fell to the ground, screaming in fright. Yelled, but still held the crystal eye tightly in his hand.

Just as he was about to fall into the raging fire, Yin Buchen was sucked up by another force, past Lan Bingju and Pei Zihan, and rose towards the giant giant higher up.

Yin Buchen stopped, his face pale, and his wet eyes almost shed tears.

"Do you think I still need the Crystal Demon Pill?" Feiba's eyes were as high as Yin Buchen's, looking at him like looking at ants, "The Demon Lord is rectifying the law, idiot, can't you see it? I absorbed the Demon Lord Fa-rectification. Haha, you coward, you have never listened carefully to his words. Fa-rectification is not 'learned' but 'earned'!"

"Congratulations," Yin Buchen stammered, "I, I'm so stupid, actually... I'm so stupid, in terms of intelligence, I'm not one ten thousandth as good as you. Crystal eyes... You don’t need it, just play with it.”

Another huge arm stretched out from the thick smoke, held Yin Buchen, and slowly retracted it while also slowly exerting force.

Yin Buchen was even more frightened and smiled unnaturally, "Mr. Yishi, I will be a good dog for you. I am just a dog, woof woof..."

Lan Bingju had no objection to Feiba's actions and continued to hover over the Ice City, fanning the flames everywhere and shouting Mu Xingqiu's name. Finally, she saw a figure rising from the flames.

Mu Xingqiu came out, rising slowly, and the skull lantern opened the way for him, creating a safe passage among the ubiquitous flames.

"It turns out that Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons hid you." Seeing that Mu Xingqiu was able to cast spells to fly, Lan Bingju immediately understood the truth. As for the blood stains on his forehead, it had melted into the skin and disappeared. "It seems that she His brain is not completely broken yet.”

Mu Xingqiu rose to the same height as Lan Bingju, more than a hundred steps away, and the skull lantern automatically flew behind him, "The Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Sons regrets introducing you and Feiba into the Ice City, but at least she knows what she is doing. , also knows the remedy.”

"Jun Yishi, I am Mr. Yishi!" The huge head in the sky shouted angrily.

Mu Xingqiu did not raise his head, still staring at Lan Bingju and Pei Zihan, "You two are the ones who are truly stubborn. You can't even tell whether you are alive or dead."

Lan Bingju sneered solemnly, "You'd better care about your own life and death first, because I'm sure that you will soon turn into a pile of ashes."

Mu Xingqiu turned to Pei Zihan, "Is this the demon-transforming technique you want?"

"I lied to you because you no longer use your own eyes to see the truth."

"What truth?"

"What Feiba used on you is not the magic of transforming demons at all."

"Call me Mr. Yishi!" Another roar sounded in the sky.

Mu Xingqiu still didn't raise his head, but he summoned the Frost Soul Sword and held it tightly in his left hand. "He killed you with the method of re-destruction, and then imprisoned your soul in the original body."

"Haha!" Lan Bingju laughed even louder, the flesh and blood on his face trembling slightly, "Even if your nonsense is true, what's the difference between it and still living?"

"Look at your bodies, the wounds will never heal. Think about yourselves again, you have become Feiba's slaves. Pei Zihan, fifteen days is not the time to transform into a demon, it is the process of you completely becoming a slave. Soon you will be like Lan Bingke, obeying orders without even asking why.”

Pei Zihan was stunned and raised his hand to touch the exposed wound on his face. The pain all over his body was so clear, but no matter how hard he touched the wound, the pain did not increase.

The pain comes from the memory of the soul, not the body.

"The soul will dissipate in forty-nine days..." Pei Zihan still remembered the knowledge he learned when he was a disciple of Pangshan.

"Your souls are controlled by Feiba and will not dissipate. You will always be his slaves." Mu Xingqiu said.

"So what? I would rather have such eternal life!" Lan Bingju has already passed the fifteen-day period, and now she will not have the slightest suspicion or dissatisfaction with Mr. Yishi.

Pei Zihan looked at Lan Bingju nearby. They were not very familiar with them, but he remembered that this was an extremely proud Taoist priest who was expelled. He came to cooperate with the Giant Demon King alone, but he refused to surrender from the beginning to the end. She was willing to exchange Taoist talismans for the inner elixir of the late Taoist priest, but now she was as obedient as a demon slave.

"Kill him!" Fei Ba, who was high up in the sky, ordered sternly.

Lan Bingju stretched out his right arm and shot out a colorful Taoist spell from his palm.

This time, Mu Xingqiu did not use the Frost Soul Sword to fight, but instead whipped out the long whip in his right sleeve, and the lightning on the tip of the whip was entangled with colorful spells.

The blood of the Holy Mother of All Sons allowed Mu Xingqiu to cast spells, but after she was injured, her blood also became weak, so he could only exert half of his strength. As compensation, he sent a skull lantern to help. The skeleton walked around to the left side of Mu Xingqiu, opened its mouth, and sprayed out a line of fire, fighting the five-color spell together with the lightning.

Lan Bingju controlled the spell and advanced slowly, "Mu Xingqiu, do you think I only have this ability? Mr. Yishi just gave me more powerful power! Pei Zihan, please watch carefully and then do your best. choose."

The five-color spell suddenly narrowed, and then turned into a demon fire. This demon fire was not as tame as the skeleton fire, but more like a pack of hungry wolves. They rushed over with their teeth and claws, one fell down, and the wolves behind stepped on the corpse and continued to move forward. Not a moment's hesitation.

The skull lantern soon couldn't bear it any longer and began to tremble in the air. Lan Bingju's magic moved faster and was only a dozen steps away from Mu Xingqiu.

"It shouldn't be like this." Pei Zihan said as he looked at the triumphant Lan Bingju, then he flapped his wings vigorously and flew up with his own power. It was a little unstable at first, but after a few feet he was able to control the deformation. His body rushed towards Feiba high in the sky.

Mu Xingqiu didn't use his special move for a long time because he felt that Pei Zihan might still wake up. He guessed it correctly, but he didn't guess another surprise.

Yin Buchen, held by Feiba's giant hand, made the only bold choice in his life. This choice was not forced and had no clear benefits. He did not believe that Mu Xingqiu could defeat Feiba and Lan Bing. Hu, and he didn’t even think that he could steal the Demon Lord’s rectification from Feiba. He just——

"I really can't stand your face." Yin Buchen threw the crystal eye in his hand towards the giant eye dozens of steps away.

Feiba was staring at the fighting below, but he didn't escape the throw. He let out a fierce scream, threw Yin Buchen away, covered his eyes with his hands, and retreated into the thick smoke.

Pei Zihan caught the falling Yin Buchen and flew up with him.

Below, Mu Xingqiu used his original inner elixir to perform the soul-summoning technique. Lan Bingqu's soul had passed the seven-day period and was no longer protected by the precepts of the Dengzhuke family.