Exorcism

Countless snow cubes rose from the ground, like hailstones that had been reversed in direction. They collided with the normally falling magic rain, and together they created a large area of ​​steaming water vapor.

The fish-dragon formation giant and the resurrected golem struggled to survive in this vapor. The former could only protect himself, but the latter had to fight his way out.

Yang Qingyin stepped on the shoulders of the demon statue, still holding Laojun's Demonic Palm and the Frost Soul Sword in one hand. The black silver armor under her feet was so hot that it felt like steel just taken out of the fire, which reminded her of Honglu. In Ke's cultivation life, except for the lunar fire in Wandi Mountain, the area near the furnace is always scorching hot. Honglu Ke disciples like to be around fire, but they must also learn how to protect themselves.

Yang Qingyin summoned an orb and a palm-sized four-legged cauldron, and used them to protect her whole body from the heat.

Soon she encountered a new problem: the golem under her feet seemed to be out of control.

Before the silver armor covered the whole body of the demon statue again, Yang Qingyin saw that the wooden statue was becoming full of life, flesh and blood, and its eyes were firm and majestic. He had been sleeping for hundreds of thousands of years. He didn't seem to be confused at all, and he immediately devoted himself to it. During the battle, he walked around with long strides, opening and closing his arms, as if he was looking for a weapon, or dancing a strange dance, and various strange sounds came from the armor.

The magic sound is his magic.

However, as more and more snow rose from the ground, the resurrected demon became more confident, faintly resisting the clutches of Lao Jun in Yang Qingyin's hands.

At first, the snow cubes stirred up by the magic sound carefully avoided the fish-dragon formation giant, but gradually it became indiscriminate between friend and foe. The monster just wanted to save its own life and had no intention of helping its companions. This was different from Yang Qingyin's The opposite is true.

"Stop, don't hit one of your own! You..." Yang Qingyin took back the word "idiot". After all, the golem was their biggest protector.

The golem obeyed the order and soon ignored it. The snow hit the giant of the Fish-Dragon Formation. It was like boiling water poured on a person. It immediately burned off a piece of skin and flesh. To the Fish-Dragon Formation, it was one or two monsters. Or a Taoist priest.

Yang Qingyin gave the clear order again, and the demon only restrained himself slightly.

"Mu Xingqiu!" Yang Qingyin had to call out his name. She knew too little about the golem. The only means of control was Lao Jun's magic palm. The Frost Soul Sword only provided more powerful power to the golem and could not control it. He is tame.

Mu Xingqiu replaced Xiao Hao as the leader of the giant fish-dragon formation. Through the giant's eyes, he also discovered the abnormality of the golem, "Go northeast!"

The sound made by the fish-dragon formation giant was very different from that of Mu Xingqiu. Yang Qingyin knew that it was Mu Xingqiu who was speaking, but the northeast was one of the three main sources of Taoist magic. Commanding the golem to go there was tantamount to following The decisive battle of orthodoxy.

Yang Qingyin still has a bottom line in her heart. She refuses to return to Pangshan, and is even willing to control the demon to resist Taoism's attack. However, she never wants to fight back against Taoism, let alone kill any normal Taoist priest, even if she kills him accidentally. .

She hesitated.

"There are many mountains in the northeast, leave the golem there and let's leave!" Mu Xingqiu had no choice but to tell his plan.

Yang Qingyin understood that the Taoists would not fight the demons at close range. They would retreat further away. With the help of the cover of the mountains and the attraction of the demons, this group of besieged humans and demons might still have a chance to escape. .

I don’t know what the demon statue at my feet will think after hearing this plan. The Laojun’s demonic palm in Yang Qingyin’s hand points to the northeast.

The golem obeyed the order without hesitation, but the way it obeyed was beyond Mu and Yang's expectations.

The land of monsters is full of unclean air. Even the divine Taoist priests cannot cast spells at will. The teleportation distance is usually only a few dozen miles, but the unclean air has no effect on the golem. On the contrary, the golem is at home in it.

The demon that had just been "resurrected" teleported and traveled more than ninety miles in just one use. If Tao Tong hadn't deployed some defenses out of habit, he could have moved further.

The giant fish-dragon formation and Flea and Gan Zhiquan who did not enter the formation were also taken away. The formation formed by a group of humans and monsters who did not know each other let alone trust each other was inherently unstable. After a powerful teleportation spell, The fish-dragon array fell apart.

"Where is this?"

"Escaped?"

The demon clan that fell out of the giant asked in a panic, not noticing that hundreds of Taoist priests were parked on the hillside a few miles away.

The night was getting dark, and the colorful clouds in the distance were about to disperse. The Taoist disciples nearby were just getting ready to continue casting spells in the air. Suddenly, the target was already in front of them.

This was a completely unexpected confrontation. Both Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin thought that the demon statue would slowly advance and push the Taoist disciples back, but they did not expect that the two sides would be so close.

The Taoist disciples would never have imagined that, with the spirit demon camp as the center, there should be Taoist restrictions within a hundred miles. Especially considering that the demon-invading Taoist priests may have Zuo Liuying's help, the restrictions should be stronger. , but the magic of the golem must be very different from the Taoism, and most of these restrictions are not effective.

The only thing that was not in chaos was the golem. He raised his arms and raised his head slightly, as if praying to the sky. The palms wrapped in black armor turned red like burning iron.

After sleeping for hundreds of thousands of years, his will to fight has not diminished at all.

"Stop!" Yang Qingyin was the first to react, shouted loudly, and pointed Lao Jun's palm in another direction.

The golem paused for a moment, and the redness of its gauntlet also weakened, as if it wanted to turn around.

A few miles away, more than a dozen Xingluo Taoist priests cast spells at the same time. Long spells of various colors flew over. The demon roared in its helmet, and the magic sound shot out in a fan shape, blocking Xingluo Taoist priests' spells for a mile. outside, and then his gauntlets became like burning coals again.

He resisted the control of Lao Jun's clutches. No matter how loud Yang Qingyin's shouts were or how clear his orders were, he refused to turn around.

This is where Shen Hao and others are.

The face of Shen Jixian, the head of the Five Elements Division, suddenly changed. There were more than 400 Taoist priests here, including 14 Xingluo Taoist priests, but no Taoist priests were paying attention to the formation.

Before the siege began, everyone felt that Zuo Liuying would be the biggest obstacle to the battle. Therefore, several Taoist priests who accompanied him were looking for his whereabouts. They fully believed that nearly a thousand Taoist priests could easily eliminate all targets, including this demon. tribal statue.

"Retreat! Everyone retreat!" Shen Jixian ordered loudly. Whether this was the resurrection of the demons or a magical wood, its strength was beyond imagination.

Some low-level Taoist priests flew up one after another, but more people hesitated because the fourteen Xingluo Taoist priests did not move, which made them think that the battle was still going on.

It was too late. The golem had already gathered its momentum and was about to deliver a fatal blow. Even the Taoist priest who flew up could not escape. It would take some time for the Taoist priest to realize that the situation was wrong and rush over to support him.

The scene was chaotic, and most Taoist priests and demons didn't even understand what was going on. They either wanted to escape in a panic, or decided to stay and fight, or they just wanted to follow their companions...

While Yang Qingyin scolded, she used Laojun's palm to hit the helmet of the golem, but it was of no avail. The golem was like a vicious dog that was aroused to fight. It had already ignored its master's will and only wanted to pounce. Attack the prey and tear it to pieces.

Mu Xingqiu experienced a moment of panic. Like Yang Qingyin, although he wanted to resist Taoist attacks, he never thought of killing Taoist disciples, especially when he saw Shen Hao.

Shen Hao stood among the Taoist priests, the only one who did not hold the main magic weapon in his hand. He looked at the sudden appearance of the demon statue in surprise. He neither obeyed the order to fly up nor cast a spell to participate in the counterattack.

Mu Xingqiu had experienced various crises and had already developed a firm will. He quickly got rid of the panic in his heart and began to think about how to deal with it.

He had already prepared a move when he decided to awaken the golem, but he didn't expect to use it so soon. Not only did they not escape the siege, but they got closer to the Taoist disciples.

But controlling or destroying the golem is the most important thing now. After Mu Xingqiu resurrected him, he must be responsible for the results.

Mu Xingqiu grabbed the bald man's bun and flew to Yang Qingyin's side, "Believe me!"

"What?" Yang Qingyin was confused.

"You have to believe me and don't resist my spell." Mu Xingqiu landed on the magic armor's shoulder and stretched out his right thumb to press Yang Qingyin's forehead.

Should I trust Mu Xingqiu? Yang Qingyin was thinking about this problem, but she had already made a decision in her heart. She did not make any resistance, and Santian did not automatically generate the power of protection. She felt that her fundamental method of hiding had probably been destroyed by the Demon Transformation Pill.

Mu Xingqiu entered Yang Qingyin's mind, but he did not come to find memories, but sent a memory - the entire content of the seven chapters of Demon Lord's rectification.

At the same time, he summoned a black-striped straw hat with his other hand and placed it on the bald man's head.

He didn't know if this trick was effective, just like he didn't know if he could wake up the golem at the beginning. If Gan Zhiquan's soul hadn't left his body and told him the correct method, his efforts would have been in vain. This time he was still taking risks. .

In addition to taking risks, Mu Xingqiu didn't know what else he had in hand. He didn't pay attention to the Taoist priest's strength, Zuo Liuying was nowhere to be found, and the Taoists insisted on putting them to death. He could only take risks and risk his life.

There is never a dead end in this world, even a dead end is still a way, this is what Mu Xingqiu thought.

Entering Yang Qingyin's mind was smoother than expected. Mu Xingqiu was even a little surprised, but he didn't have time to think too much and immediately motioned for her to cast the spell.

Yang Qingyin was also surprised. She also had no time to think about it and immediately thought about the entire text.

Mu Xingqiu was also thinking, and their minds seemed to be connected. The speed of thinking did not slow down, but became faster.

The power of Demon Lord Zhengfa and the Frost Soul Sword poured into Lao Jun's demonic palm, and then entered the demon statue's body. This time, the demonic text did not pour into the Niwan Palace, but went straight to the heart that was only protected by silver armor. .

Mu Xingqiu believed that the heart was the biggest weakness of the demon statue.