Exorcism

Shen Jixian is a Xingluo Taoist priest, which means that he has cut off most of the emotions in his heart and will not change his color even if death is close to him. But this time, his heartbeat accelerated, not because death was approaching, but because death was actually there. It stopped in front of him, like a crazy horse galloping down the street. At the last moment, it was jumped by the warrior and did not hit the stunned child.

Shen Jixian felt that he and the hundreds of Taoist priests around him were the shocked child, but he never imagined that the warriors who saved the child would be Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin.

The golem's gauntlets were still fiery red, but his heart - no longer beating.

It was easy for Mu Xingqiu to enter Yang Qingyin's mind when he cast a spell, but it was difficult to exit. Something entangled his spells, mana and thoughts, like a whirlpool in the water, constantly turning, making him more and more confused. sinking deeper and deeper.

This power does not come from Yang Qingyin. In fact, she also wants to get rid of Mu Xingqiu's spell as soon as possible. No one is willing to open their mind to let outsiders in. The demon has been stopped, and the illusion of the mind should stop, but no matter how she opposes it, , could not expel the illusion, and instead all her memories were sucked into the whirlpool.

She thought it was Mu Xingqiu causing trouble, but when she saw him trying to retract his arm with a serious look on his face, she realized that the two of them were actually suffering from the same problem.

This whirlpool-like power cannot come from the golem. Stopping his heart means that he has lost the ability to cast spells. Just like a Taoist priest who cannot remember the details of a spell once the Niwan Palace is destroyed, he will naturally be unable to cast a specific spell.

Immediately afterwards, the two no longer needed to look at each other with the naked eye. Their memories and thoughts were completely controlled by the vortex, and they could directly see everything about each other.

So, without a word or a sentence, the two understood each other's thoughts, and their guesses were the same: this power came from Fangfang's soul and soul.

The two of them stood quietly on the shoulders of the golem, motionless. Mu Xingqiu's right thumb was still pressed on Yang Qingyin's forehead. To outsiders, they seemed to have lost the ability to move just like the golem.

The whole thing happened quickly and chaotically. Most of the Taoist priests and monsters on both sides of the confrontation didn't even know that the demon was preparing to strike hard. This blow would not only kill a large number of Taoist disciples, but also probably destroy the monsters in front of him. To the demons who invade the Taoist priests, slaves are not worth cherishing.

The Taoist disciples on the hillside were still casting spells.

Shen Hao jumped into the air in front of everyone and shouted at the Taoist priests: "Stop! Don't you see? Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin stopped the demon statue and saved your lives!"

Shen Hao is the leader of the Demon Slayer Association, and his words are very important, but in front of more than a dozen Xingluo Taoist priests, this weight is somewhat reduced - the Taoist priests stopped casting spells, but they all looked at Xingluo Taoist priests, and just gave an order. , a wink, they will still continue to attack.

His eyes quickly focused on Shen Jixian. He was the commander of the group of Taoist priests in the northeast. Even the other Xingluo Taoist priests also obeyed his orders.

No one is more aware of the danger just now than Shen Jixian, and no one is more difficult than him. Letting Mu Xingqiu go means admitting that this Nianxin disciple has not turned into a demon, and it means questioning the judgment of Taoism.

He still holds a spell in his left hand, and the spell is ready to come out. As long as he makes a move, all the Taoist priests will follow. This is a great opportunity to eliminate the demons and demons: both the golem and Mu Xingqiu have lost their ability to cast spells, and many demon clans are panicking. At a loss, Taoist priests are not afraid of a small number of demonic invasions...

But he hesitated.

"Shen Hao." Shen Hao landed on the ground and said in the calmest voice possible: "You must have seen it more clearly than me. Mu Xingqiu has not turned into a devil, at least not completely. Daotong has acted too hastily this time. , it’s better to wait for the Taoist priest..."

Shen Jixian waved his hand to interrupt Shen Hao's words. Many past events flashed before his eyes. Mu Xingqiu was a unique Taoist priest who had stood out from the beginning. In terms of his contribution to Taoism, the low-level Taoist priests did not. People can surpass him, but if anyone has a weak heart, he is the most likely to become a demon.

Shen Jixian's hesitation only lasted for a short while, "There is nothing to wait for, the monster is the monster."

The right hand of the head of the Five Elements Section holds an infinity mirror, which is a ninth-level magic-removing tool. The mirror is like ice, has no borders, and can illuminate objects on both sides. It produces a large number of colorful clouds and can accommodate countless Taoist spells.

The function of the boundless mirror does not stop there. Shen Jixian activated his magic power and cast the spell first, setting an example for all Taoist priests.

Shen Hao was powerless to stop him and had no chance to stop him. He was just a low-level Taoist priest in the Dinxia realm and was as weak as a baby in front of the Xingluo Taoist priest.

The Taoist priests ignored Shen Hao standing in front of them and cast spells one after another. Only Bai Qing from Luanjing Mountain looked at him sympathetically and did not cast any spells.

The boundless mirror selected the target for all spells. No matter who the caster originally pointed at, after the spells left the body, they all pounced on the motionless golem and the two people on his shoulders.

Five or six miles is a very short distance for the Taoist priest's magic, and it only takes a few blinks.

The invading Taoist priests resisted, and they were able to cast spells normally again. However, their numbers were too small and their strength was too weak, and they were unable to stop the incoming spells like a river.

Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao shouted loudly, and Xiao Hao and Flea flew over and pushed, but they could not wake up Mu and Yang. They still stood there blankly, turning a blind eye to the imminent danger.

A ray of light shot diagonally from the sky in the south. It was as thin as a finger, farther away, but faster. It struck first and defeated all the spells of Shen Jixian and others in one fell swoop.

Suddenly, there was a roar in the air, coming from all directions, but there was no lightning afterwards, only a series of strange winds blowing, the wind was sometimes strong, sometimes weak, sometimes west, sometimes east, sometimes cold, sometimes hot, sometimes enemy, sometimes friend, blowing on the body, but it made all the human and demon hair stand on end, and their hearts were clenched.

"Is it really Zuo Liuying?" Xiao Hao still put his hands on Mu Xingqiu's back, raised his head and looked around, but could not find anything except the few stars and moons in the night sky.

Everyone was looking for him, and even the Taoist disciples several miles away stopped casting spells.

"Are the Taoists fighting with Zuo Liuying?" Shen Ji said his guess.

Shen Ji nodded first, he could not see more scenes, but he knew that Zuo Liuying must have been surrounded by other Taoists, who let the golems not kill and watched the Taoist disciples not save him, just to wait for Zuo Liuying to take action.

The orthodoxy is the orthodoxy, and it will not kill innocent people. Zuo Liuying has not turned into a demon. If he does not stand on the side of the "demon", no one can touch him.

Zuo Liuying finally crossed this line. He is no longer an "indifferent person", but the protector of the demon, almost equivalent to the demon.

Shen Jixian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he did not give up the attack in a moment of confusion. He finally forced Zuo Liuying out, which was considered a merit.

The battle between the Taoists and the demons stopped temporarily, and the demons got a chance to breathe, but they were all a little confused.

"The demon statue is not moving, the orthodoxy is not fighting, and there are still these strange winds. What is going on?" Lao Zhuang touched the back of his head, "What are the Spirit King and the Taoist Mu doing again? Is the soul out of the body?"

"This is the Taoist who is fighting with the spirit. One side is Zuo Liuying, and the other side is..." Gan Zhiquan couldn't tell how many people were besieging.

"Where? I can't see anything." Lao Zhuang and the group of demons were even more confused.

"No one can see it, you have to feel it with your heart." Gan Zhiquan was only a Taoist priest, and could not give more detailed instructions.

So a group of demons who had survived the catastrophe and had not yet completely escaped from danger, stood up and tilted their heads, pretending to listen attentively, trying to "feel" the magic of the Taoist priest.

Under the starry sky, the two factions that were just at odds with each other became as quiet and devoted as literati who appreciated the beautiful scenery and composed poems.

"Let's run for our lives." A demon said. He didn't feel anything, but felt more and more scared. He didn't understand why everyone stayed so close to the Taoist priest.

"Can you run faster than the wind? If not, wait here. If Zuo Liuying wins, we'll be fine. If he loses, we'll all die together." Apart from the strange wind, Lao Zhuang didn't feel anything more, but he could see clearly that everyone's life was not in his hands.

The demons nodded one after another, and then a voice asked, "Who is Zuo Liuying?"

No demon answered him, and the Taoists were silent. They were more sensitive to magic and could vaguely distinguish the ownership of these strange winds.

The battle must be carried out at a very high and far place, and the strange winds that blew were just the residual power brought by the magic.

"Zuo Liuying seems to be... going to lose." Meng Xu said in a trembling voice.

Almost at the same time, Shen Jixian on the opposite hillside also made the same prediction, but his voice revealed joy and ease. He was ready again. As long as the battle between the Taoists was over, he would lead all the Taoists to kill the demons on the opposite side, and perhaps he could even seize the soul himself.

The wind suddenly stopped, all the winds stopped.

There was no sign of who would win or lose, and even Shen Jixian was at a loss. Zuo Liuying could not fight multiple Taoists on his own, but if he was defeated and killed, why did the other Taoists still refuse to show up?

"The Taoist sect retreats." The majestic voice of the Taoist priest finally came from the air, but it was not the attack order that Shen Jixian was looking forward to.

The Taoist disciples looked at Shen Jixian, and they were as unbelievable about this order as he was.

"Retreat." Shen Jixian said in a bitter voice. He could not question the Taoist priest's order at this time, and he would always get an explanation later.

The Taoist disciples flew away quietly. Shen Hao stayed at the end and looked at the distance with his eyes. The golem was still motionless, but Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin had returned to normal.

"Now is not the time." Bai Qing whispered beside him.

Shen Hao flew into the sky and chased after the Taoist disciples. A sense of sadness of parting rose in his heart.

Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin finally broke free from the vortex of thoughts and looked at each other, neither of them spoke.

Xiaohao was the first to notice that they had woken up, and happily patted Mu Xingqiu on the back, "You missed a good show!"

Mu and Yang looked around and found that the Taoist disciples on the opposite side were retreating, and the surrounding humans and monsters looked at each other, as if they were not sure whether they had escaped or were in a deeper crisis.

"Zuo Liuying won?" Xin Youtao couldn't believe it, and no one else could believe it.

Xiaohao spoke, "Ha, I heard what Zuo Liuying said, he said - he used memory to force those Taoists to retreat."

No one could understand what this sentence meant.

Xiaohao smiled and said to Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin: "Zuo Liuying thanks you two, it's you who helped him recover his memory."