Exorcism

Before Meng Yuanhou's soul was sucked into the Frost Soul Sword, it had been blessed by Zuo Liuying's spell and therefore became controllable. Even so, Mu Xingqiu had to be careful when using it, and he had to find ways to contain the power every time. One exception was the exception. He couldn't cast spells himself. Shen Shang was unable to cast powerful spells. He could only summon the jade axe, stimulate the soul inside, eliminate the spell blessing, and then let everything take its course.

Meng Yuanhou's soul was finally free, unfettered freedom.

The suction force is relatively weak at first, and Shen Shang is the weakest, so he feels it most clearly. Mu Xingqiu's illusion had left, and Shen Shang returned to normal. When he found that he was driven by a force towards the jade ax more than ten steps away, he couldn't help but be shocked, "What kind of magic weapon is this? It doesn't distinguish between friend and foe."

Mu Xingqiu grabbed Shen Shang's arm and said, "Don't fight with it."

"I won't fight, I guess I can't fight either." Shen Shang honestly controlled his power, feeling more and more that this fight was beyond his understanding.

The next thing that was attracted were two drops of sword-washing pool water. One drop was in Mu Xingqiu's hand, and the other had just risen more than ten feet high. They were both in the form of orbs. At this time, they flew towards the jade ax in the air at a slow speed. , but without any hesitation.

Mu Xingqiu lost the help of the sword-washing pool, and Wuxu's illusion skills immediately weakened a lot. Originally, he was only at a slight disadvantage, but now he was defeated like a mountain. Zhou Qi's illusion skills swept over him. Mu Xingqiu could only withdraw his own illusion skills. , there is no other choice.

This is the most dangerous moment. If the enemy's illusion attacks his mind, Mu Xingqiu will become a cripple even if he doesn't die.

This was also the moment when the situation changed drastically. The soul in the jade ax was out of control, and the suction force quickly became stronger. The water in the sword washing pool lost the form of a pearl and returned to the shape of two drops of water. They collided together more than ten steps away from the jade ax. , gather into a drop of water.

Mu Xingqiu took a risk and bet that Taoist priests were more concerned with magic weapons, and that Meng Yuanhou's soul could absorb even ethereal illusions.

He guessed the first item correctly. Zhou Qi's demon illusion had touched Mu Xingqiu's forehead and suddenly pulled it back. Zhou Qi made a choice between killing Mu Xingqiu immediately or seizing the treasure. He understands the power of the water in the sword-washing pool, and also sees the difference in the soul in the jade axe. He wants both, but if it is too late, the water in the sword-washing pool will merge with the jade axe, and the result will be unpredictable. Zhou Qi must try his best to prevent this from happening.

The second thing that Mu Xingqiu expected did not come true. Meng Yuanhou's soul did exert suction on illusions, but the suction had not yet reached its highest point and had little effect on certain spells.

Mu Xingqiu and Shen Shang couldn't stop what the Taoist priest wanted.

The jade ax and a drop of water flew towards the forest at the same time, and Zhou Qi finally appeared. He was floating a few feet above Bing Kui's head. He might have just flown here, or he might have been here all along.

As the distance increased, the suction force Shen Shang felt weakened, but he became even more panicked. He turned to look at Mu Xingqiu, "Is this part of your plan? All the good things have been taken away."

"Wait a moment." Mu Xingqiu stared at the enemy a hundred steps away.

Zhou Qi holds the jade ax in one hand and the water in the sword-washing pool with the other. The scars on his body have disappeared, and his long black beard hangs smoothly on his chest. His expression is as majestic as a statue, but his voice is contemptuous, "I once had such a man." What a rare treasure. You must feel that you are special, right? Yes, high-level Taoist priests once had the enthusiasm to support underachievers, and so did I. More than 600 years ago, I paid special attention to a young Taoist priest who was smarter than you. , and he was more savvy than you. It’s a pity that he died. He wanted to create a powerful new spell, but he killed himself before he was three hundred years old.”

Zhou Qi is not just remembering the old man, but is also using a series of Dengzhuke spells to suppress the soul in the jade ax and turn it into an obedient puppet.

"Then your vision is not very good, and it is not as good as Zuo Liuying." Shen Shang was not qualified to participate in the fighting, so he joined in the bickering, "Mu Xingqiu is less than thirty years old, and he has accomplished less than three years of your achievements. There are many disciples who are hundreds of years old.”

Shen Shang didn't recognize Zhou Qi's disciples at all, he just refused to admit defeat.

Zhou Qi still pretended that he didn't exist, staring at Mu Xingqiu, and suddenly turned to the jade ax in his hand, "This must be the soul of Taoist Amber. It's a bit interesting, very interesting."

For Meng Yuanhou's soul, Mu Xingqiu only guided him, never suppressed him, and never even tried, not only because of his lack of strength, but also out of respect. In his mind, Meng Yuanhou was always Mengdu's teacher. .

Zhou Qi is proficient in almost all spells in Dengzhuke, so it is natural for him to want to tame the soul. ׺°”˜˜`”°º×

Mu Xingqiu was waiting for this opportunity. Zhou Qi had been greedy his whole life, so he knew that the opportunity was coming.

Mu Xingqiu cast a spell again. Strictly speaking, this was not a real spell. It was the suction force he realized when he was tortured by Zhou Qi in the dragon cave. It was similar to Meng Yuanhou's soul, but weaker because he had to retain a trace of it. Stay awake and prevent yourself from becoming an amber Taoist priest.

Suction is not considered a spell, so it is uncontrollable. Once it takes effect, it radiates in all directions. Shen Shang felt the strong suction again and had to go back to back with Mu Xingqiu, "Here we go again, what's going on?"

Shen Shang has worked very hard to control the inner elixir, but there is still a little magic power in his body that cannot be eliminated no matter what, and will still be affected by the suction.

"The fight is not over yet." The first power Mu Xingqiu inhaled was the restriction that filled the surrounding area.

Zhou Qi shook his head gently, "Persistence is a good quality, but taking it too far is stubbornness and stupidity. Mu Xingqiu, didn't I tell you? The magic power of the Taoist priests is different from yours, and you can't absorb it."

"Then throw them away as trash."

Mu Xingqiu is not an ordinary Taoist priest, but a Taoist priest whose meridians have been completely destroyed, and the destroyer is Zhou Qi.

Normal meridians are worth cherishing, but Mu Xingqiu didn't care at this time. The magic power transformed from the ban ran over the broken meridians, like a car carrying a thousand kilograms passing through the rubble-strewn streets, leaving deep impressions wherever it passed. of ruts.

Mu Xingqiu was equivalent to destroying his own meridians again. The pain did not diminish at all. He could only endure it. His eyes widened and veins appeared on his tense muscles. The inner alchemy was unable to absorb this special power, so he guided them. Go to Jiang Palace, gather together for a while, and then pour out all your thoughts.

The magic power of the Taoist priest circled around in the broken meridians. It no longer belonged to anyone, and it was not converted into any spells. It simply entered the air directly and made a deafening sound before disappearing completely.

After three loud noises, Mu Xingqiu's suction force became stronger and conflicted with the suction force in the jade axe. The two sides pulled each other, and the invisible restrictions within several miles were destroyed, and a visible form was revealed. It was hundreds of The radiant spells strengthened and protected each other, forming a powerful whole, and now they flowed to Mu Xingqiu and Jade Ax respectively.

After seven loud noises, the jade ax in Zhou Qi's hand moved.

Meng Yuanhou's soul suction power was stronger, but Zhou Qizai was casting a spell to suppress its power, which was not as good as Mu Xingqiu's.

"Hey, the fight is not over after all. If you want to commit suicide, I will give you a chance." Zhou Qi's eyebrows raised slightly, and he gradually relaxed his suppression of the soul, and the jade ax became stable again.

Shen Shang, who was behind Mu Xingqiu, was becoming more and more horrified. He had lived for more than a hundred years and had never seen or heard of this type of fighting.

The jade ax gradually gained the upper hand, and Mu Xingqiu absorbed less and less mana, but the pain eased.

This fight lasted for a very short time, and the suction power of the jade ax did not rise steadily according to Zhou Qi's wishes. After reaching a certain level, its suction power completely exploded.

This burst of power was so sudden that Mu Xingqiu could not have expected it, and Zhou Qi even more could not have expected it. Before he could cast any spell, the water from the sword-washing pond in his other hand had flown to the jade axe, becoming one with it. .

The suction force instantly rose to another level. Even Zhou Qi couldn't take it lightly. He successively cast different Dengzhuke spells and demonic spells to control the soul in the jade axe. He had a simple idea: Mu Xing Qiu once controlled the soul for his own use, so he had no problem.

There was another bang, and Bing Kui underneath Zhou Qi exploded. Bing Kui was restricted by spells and could not leave the place. In the struggle between the two forces, there was no choice but to explode. The freezing power was sucked in before it was released. Jade ax.

The bald man rose up in a whoosh, and the slime shell surrounding it was severely deformed.

Mu Xingqiu and Shen Shang were also sucked up. Although they were more than a hundred steps apart, they only arrived a little later than Bald Man. Mu Xingqiu grabbed Bald Man with his left hand to prevent the mucus shell from breaking, and pressed his right hand on the jade ax to resist the inside. of suction.

Mu Xingqiu and Zhou Qi were only four or five feet apart, their eyes facing each other. Neither of them spoke, and neither could attack the other.

Zhou Qi was much more powerful, but his spell was sucked away by the jade ax as soon as it came out. Mu Xingqiu used suction to counter suction, which made it easier, but he couldn't spare the energy to use the mental illusion technique.

"This is impossible." Zhou Qi finally spoke.

"You wonder why you can't control the soul of the jade axe." Mu Xingqiu guessed Zhou Qi's doubts, "This is where you are inferior to Zuo Liuying."

"I know the magic of Dengzhuke better than Master Luanjingshan." Zhou Qi said coldly, but he had changed from trying to control the soul to trying to protect himself.

"Zuo Liuying is smarter than you. He uses illusions on the soul, creating a perfect cultivation environment. The suction force will only disappear when the soul is thinking about it, and it will generate suction force when it is separated from the thought. Dengzhuke spells can only It is used to guide this suction, but it cannot control the soul. "

When Mu Xingqiu put Meng Yuanhou's soul into the Frost Soul Sword, Zuo Liuying was by his side and used complex illusions. He never said how to treat this soul. The subsequent use and guidance were all attributed to Mu Xingqiu. Xingqiu's own speculation.

Zhou Qi's expression changed slightly, because he knew that the soul fused with the water of the sword-washing pool would no longer be affected by any illusions.

"You will die here too." The only thing Zhou Qi could control was not to sound too angry.

Mu Xingqiu asked without looking back, "Shen Shang, are you afraid of death?"

"Afraid." It was difficult for Shen Shang to speak, and his voice became weird, but there was no hint of fear. "But it is quite cost-effective to die together with the Taoist priest."

Shen Shang's good deal was exactly Zhou Qi's bad deal. He wanted to escape, but it was too late. Mana was leaking from every pore in his body. There was no way to form spells in Jiang Palace, and he had no time to act like Shen Shang. The same control inner elixir no longer produces mana.

Mu Xingqiu raised the bald man in front of Zhou Qi. Pulled by two forces, the mucus shell became as soft and changeable as foam. It relied on a delicate balance to prevent it from breaking.

The bald man inside had already fallen into a deep sleep, but his eyes were open, staring blankly at Zhou Qi.

"Don't bully bald people."

Even if they die together, Mu Xingqiu still wants to tell Zhou Qi this sentence.