Exorcism

The last ray of sunlight disappeared behind the silent snow-capped mountains in the west, and the last demon form stood on the jade-like snow. Mu Xingqiu turned his head to take a closer look, and became more and more surprised at the extreme similarity between the demon statue and human beings.

The golem is just bigger, with a height equivalent to four or five adult men. It has a majestic and solemn appearance, exactly what people imagine an emperor should have. The muscles all over the body are like full fruits, without any extraneous parts. The physique that one imagines a warrior to have.

There was a large smoky black spot on the golem's chest, which ruined the overall beauty. Mu Xingqiu took a closer look and recognized that it was a scar left by the Five Elements Fire spell.

Yang Qingyin next to her snorted softly. As long as Mu Xingqiu dared to say one more word about the scar, she was ready to retort, but unfortunately he didn't say anything.

"This is just a piece of wood, and the useful thing is the heart." Yang Qingyin couldn't help but point out, "You can use Laojun's magic palm to command it to do many things." She looked back at the silent demon clan, "For example, let a group of The demon obeys you."

"This alone is not enough. Even if there are ten times more monsters here, they still can't defeat the Taoism." Mu Xingqiu reached out and touched the black spot on the golem's chest.

"Didn't you say that the soul is in my body? If you lend me the Frost Soul Sword, maybe I can make the demon's heart do more powerful things."

"That's not enough. The Taoist priests have used the demon-killing weapon. Even if this heart has the power of the Mountain of Demonic Fire, the Taoist priests on the other side are not dozens of breath-taking Taoists."

"This is not enough, that is not enough, what are your ideas?"

"I'm thinking."

Mu Xingqiu flew slowly around the demon statue, checking every place carefully. He was thinking of a solution, but someone was anxious. Xin Youtao kept looking at the sky and said loudly: "Mu Xingqiu, we don't have much time."

Night has fallen, and the layers of clouds in the sky are even more colorful. They have enveloped the entire camp and are still expanding, so that the trapped people have nowhere to escape.

Most of the monsters only felt the dark clouds above and the flickering light, and the air was full of pressure that made them feel suffocated. However, a few big monsters and all the Taoist priests could see more terrifying details: the spells contained in the clouds collided with each other, and there was a constant flow. New spells are added, and once they pour down, they will be as violent as a rainstorm.

"It should be said that there is no time left." Xin Youtao said tremblingly.

"We can only place our hopes on this." Mu Xingqiu said, immediately attracting everyone's attention. Zuo Liuying was not here, he was the hope of all Taoist priests and demons, "I want to resurrect this demon, he may be able to block it." Orthodox magic."

No one understood the meaning of his words. The demon was like a piece of wood with only its heart alive. How could it be "resurrected"? But no one raised any questions, for fear that the only hope would be blown away as soon as they opened their mouths.

Only Yang Qingyin wanted to ask clearly. Just as she was about to speak, Mu Xingqiu summoned the Frost Soul Sword, turned the hilt upside down and handed it to her, "Can you feel the soul in your body?"

"I can't feel anything. It was you who said that the dragon demon left the soul in me, not what I claimed." Yang Qingyin's voice was cold, as if she didn't take the soul seriously at all.

Daotong has the means to detect the soul. They believe that the soul is in Yang Qingyin, so they are absolutely wrong. What's more, she just sent out a fireball spell that far exceeded the realm of Fengxia. It is even more proof. Mu Xingqiu let go, Shuanghun The sword floated towards Yang Qingyin, "You don't know how to exorcise souls, so you have to let Fangfang's soul sense the soul in your body."

Yang Qingyin did not take the sword immediately, "In other words, I am the magic weapon, and Qin Lingshuang's soul is the caster."

"That's pretty much it."

"Why don't you just suck the soul into the sword? Wouldn't it be easier?"

"That will kill you. Unless you can detect the existence of the soul yourself and isolate it alone, the soul-binding technique will suck out your living soul." Mu Xingqiu understood the Dengzhuke magic. Enough to know the danger of Juyan's soul. Before, it was attached to the magic weapon. Everything was very simple. Even if the magic weapon was destroyed, it didn't matter. But now it is combined with Yang Qingyin, and a slight mistake will lead to death.

What Long Mo did was very unwise, and it became increasingly difficult for Mu Xingqiu to understand her purpose.

Yang Qingyin held the hilt of the sword, "Is this all right?"

"If everything goes as I wish, Fangfang's soul will provide you with powerful magic power, and then you have to use Laojun's clutches to control the golem."

"It turns out I'm of some use. What can I do to control it?"

"Resisting Taoist spells requires you to adapt accordingly."

Yang Qingyin nodded.

As the two asked and answered, the humans and monsters in the entire camp were going crazy with anxiety. The colorful clouds in the sky stopped expanding and began to slowly descend. Several spells were tentatively shot down. The restriction collapsed at the first touch, leaving only a few flashes of light.

A hand gently pressed on his shoulder, "As long as you are still alive, everything will be possible."

Xin Youtao turned to look at the calm Xiao Qingtao, extremely surprised, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid." Xiao Qingtao clenched Ruyi with one hand and summoned a dozen auxiliary magic weapons with the other hand to surround her and Xin Youtao. "That's why I have to resist even more. Brother Xiaoqiu is right, don't think of yourself as a Sinners, we did nothing wrong.”

Xin Youtao's heart also calmed down. It was not those words that had the effect, but Xiao Qingtao himself. He wanted to say something. This might be the last time he said sweet words to Xiao Qingtao, so he hoped to be special, but his mind was empty. I could only say the first few words that came to my mind: "If I die, all I will think about in my soul for forty-nine days will be you."

He was not satisfied with this sentence, but Xiao Qingtao blushed and nodded at him.

The wind suddenly rose, and scattered spells fell like raindrops before a heavy rain. Some of them were blocked by the invading Taoist priests, and most of them fell outside the camp, drilling into the snow and blasting large holes.

Mu Xingqiu stood on the flea's back, put a straw hat on the bald man's head, and said loudly to all the humans and demons around him: "Protect yourselves, this is the only thing you have to do!"

Mu Xingqiu began to perform Demon Lord Zhengfa on the demon statue, and the roaring sound matched the dense colorful clouds in the sky.

He did not speak any heroic words, because he could feel the pessimism and despair that permeated the surroundings, which could not be dispelled by any words or reversed by the magic of fantasy. The only thing he could do was to concentrate on casting spells, trying to resurrect the golem.

He believed that this was not just a statue, but a real body of the demon. The seven chapters of the Demon Lord's Dharma described the growth process of plants. It was not only the demon-suppressing bell that guarded the void in Wangshan, but also a large number of nebula trees. All of this made Mu Xingqiu had an idea: Maybe the body of the demon was originally made of wood.

Demon Lord Zhengfa continued to pour into the demon statue, and the Taoist spells above his head began to fall one after another.

Yang Qingyin frowned. She had not yet felt the existence of the divine soul, nor the power transmitted by the Frost Soul Sword. She could only use Lao Jun's demonic palm to control the demon's heart normally.

My heart was beating very fast, but now it was even faster, almost beating out of my chest.

Every time the heart beats, it emits a layer of spells similar to Taoist restrictions, which quickly expands to a hundred feet away, just in time to protect all humans and monsters.

But this is not a Taoist restriction after all. The demon-invading Taoist priests who were trapped in it found that it became more difficult to cast spells. Before, it was difficult for spells to leave Jianggong, but now even the speed of the inner elixir has been reduced.

Only the Gan brothers were not affected much and could still cast spells normally. They summoned all their magic weapons and sent them into the air to form a defense line with the Demonic Heart Shield.

Their magical instruments soon ran out, and other Taoist priests contributed their own copper bells, mirrors and other objects. These auxiliary magical instruments have no imprints and can be used by anyone.

More than three hundred magic weapons were sent up into the air more than a hundred feet high, like a flock of birds stationary in the sky, ready to fight tens of thousands or more spells from the same sect.

There are still more than two thousand monsters in the camp, but there are not many magicians. Black Phoenix, Feizu and other big monsters also released hundreds of monsters into the sky to defend alongside the magic weapons. The other monsters can only wait silently. Even the spirit demon had nothing to do, Jin Cuu was anxious and angry, circling around in circles, turning into a brocade-tailed horse several times, and then immediately changed back again. He couldn't find the enemy at all.

This was a typical Taoist encirclement and annihilation battle. The Taoist priests launched an attack out of sight. The besieged could only resist spells and could not launch a counterattack at all.

"I have never seen such a powerful offensive. Even when I attacked the Giant Demon King, Dao Tong was not as ruthless as it is now." Black Phoenix murmured. She had nothing to do except look up at the bright spells emerging from the sky. .

"Because this is a magic technique to eliminate demons, and it was performed by the Taoist priest himself." Xiao Qingtao replied. The Taoist priest and the demon tribe were getting closer and closer, and they were already standing together. There was nothing she could do. The Ruyi in her hand could only provide a little psychological comfort.

Xin Youtao gave up the sacrificial talisman, stretched out his right hand, and held Xiao Qingtao's left hand. She did not shake it away, but held it tighter.

The Taoist spells falling from the colorful clouds are densely packed, like withered flowers in late spring. Everyone who looks up knows that these "flowers" are deadly things and will blow them to pieces, but they can't look away. The fear in their hearts does not increase, but It turned into a light mass that gradually expanded, pushing all the internal organs to the side and creating holes in the body.

These holes can only be filled with death.

The two people were not attracted by the gorgeous spells in the sky and were still doing their own things.

Yang Qingyin no longer cares whether the Frost Soul Sword provides more powerful power, and concentrates on using Laojun's magic palm to control the hearts of the demons. She doesn't know magic at all, but she feels that as long as the heart is still beating, she can block the Taoist spells and protect everyone in the camp. Humans and monsters.

Mu Xingqiu was even more focused and firmly believed that he could awaken this demon. As for what would happen after awakening, he could no longer think about it.