Exorcism

The Taoist priest Zhou Qi injected all his magic power into the jade axe. He no longer controlled the inner elixir and let it spin crazily. He even added some strength to it. This state could not last long. Ordinary people could not breathe. Five or six times can destroy his elixir.

Zhou Qi hopes that he can buy a little time, and a little time is enough. As long as he can break through the jade axe, he can regain his freedom. The inner alchemy will definitely be seriously damaged, and it may take dozens or hundreds of years to recover, but he can save his life. , he was still a Taoist priest after his recovery.

If he can really gain that precious time, Zhou Qi will still face an unavoidable obstacle - Mu Xingqiu, whom the Taoist priests no longer call "little Taoist priests".

Mu Xingqiu's attraction was the same as Meng Yuanhou's, which came from firm will. Both of them practiced unnatural skills, and they often climbed up despite difficulties, insisting on climbing unexplored dangerous peaks. Except for protecting Bald Zi and Shen Shang, Mu Xingqiu didn't use much of his magic power. If the jade ax broke later, his strength would be stronger.

Zhou Qi could not allow this to happen, he wanted to deal with Mu Xingqiu and Jade Ax together.

The moment Zhou Qi poured out his magic power, Mu Xingqiu understood that the Taoist priest was not only injecting magic power into the jade axe, but at the same time, he was also pushing the surrounding magic power, demonic power and unclean air into Mu Xingqiu's body.

Mu Xingqiu has been carefully controlling his suction power. As long as he can maintain a balance and barely protect himself, he will never compete with the jade ax for the various powers swarming around him. Until now, the power he has inhaled has not been as strong as the jade ax. One hundredth of an axe.

"Let me 'help' you!" Zhou Qi threw away the last trace of disguise. At this moment, his more than a thousand years of ruthlessness and abandonment were compensated. His body seemed to have doubled in size, his eyes were like lightning, and his voice was like thunder, "Mu Xingqiu, you are right, the battle is not over yet! It’s time to fight to the death!”

In just a few words, power several times his own limit surged into Mu Xingqiu's body. This was not the convergence of hundreds of rivers into the sea, but the water from several large rivers flowing into a small pond in a very short period of time. Mu Xingqiu is like a pond. He knows that he can't bear so much power, but he can't stop absorbing it, which will make Bald's slime shell lose its balance and make Shen Shang lose its support.

The whole process was very short. As soon as Zhou Qi finished speaking, the jade ax that had sucked in more power exploded. For Mu Xingqiu, this was the moment that decided the life and death of the three of them. He immediately stopped suctioning and prepared to drain the jade ax inside his body. A lot of power is vented out, especially the large amount of unclean energy inside.

Zhou Qi succeeded. He still had a little bit of mana left, which was enough to control the out-of-control inner elixir. It only took a short while for him to be able to cast the spell normally. Although it was impossible to reach the state of concentration, it was enough to kill the excessive power. The swollen Mu Xingqiu.

Neither of them had time to realize their ideas. In that very short moment, something happened that neither of them expected: after the jade ax exploded, part of the previously absorbed power dissipated in the air, but most of it split into two groups. Road, entering the bodies of Mu Xingqiu and Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi is the biggest source of power of the Jade Ax, and Mu Xingqiu is the biggest competitor. The soul of Meng Yuanhou took revenge on these two people the moment it lost its tangible shell - all the memories of the soul were solidified in the practice. , naturally he would not recognize Mu Xingqiu.

It was at this moment that the demon clan falling from the sky saw a radiant spectacle, like the appearance of a god and the power of the treasure of heaven and earth. For the two people in it, this was an extremely critical moment of life and death. .

Next, the wind stopped and the clouds dispersed, and the night remained calm. Thousands of monsters and strange beasts fell to the ground like a hailstorm.

Shen Shang also fell to the ground. After two or three feet, he found that the suction had disappeared and he could cast spells freely. He immediately turned around, first catching the bald man, and then rushed towards Zhou Qi, thinking that he could be of some help. This choice was a big mistake. As soon as Shen Shang made a move to fly upward, he was pushed away by an extremely powerful force. In the blink of an eye, he was thrown into the snow a hundred steps away.

Fortunately, the snow was deep enough, and Shen Shang jumped out immediately, holding Baldy in his arms and looking up, not even bothering to ask where the strange monsters around him came from.

The demons had been resisting on the way here, so they all lost a lot of demon power. Some even lost the strength to get up. They all opened their eyes wide and looked at the two light groups in the air.

The two people in the light group each adopted different methods to deal with this sudden overbearing force.

Zhou Qi once wanted to absorb these powers, but this idea was shattered faster than a spark. The power sent by the soul was not only far beyond his current ability to bear, but also contained many strange powers. Even against the demonic Taoist priest In other words, it is also the same impurity as poison.

The Taoist priest's strategy is to protect Mita, let go of all his meridians, let the power flow in, stir and mix it in the body, and then release it freely. This will cause some serious damage to him, but as long as Mita is still there , everything can still be saved.

As long as he survives, this is Zhou Qi's top priority.

Of Mu Xingqiu's three fields, only Niwan Palace was still intact. Jiang Palace and Lower Dantian had been destroyed along with the meridians, and a flood of power had gathered in his body. Except for fighting against the second, more turbulent force, he had no choice but to fight against it. Other options. At this moment, he was like a woodcutter who was weighed down by firewood and couldn't stand up straight, and he had to compete with the tiger rushing towards him.

This process didn't last long. Before the mouths of the monsters on the ground closed, the light group disappeared in mid-air. The two glowing people fell straight down and plunged into the snow, showing no air of godliness at all.

The waiting time of the monsters was longer. Inexplicable strong suction, an involuntary flight, and an indescribable strange light. They experienced too many incredible things in a short period of time. They all felt like they were in a dream, and no one was there. Dare to be the first to expose the dream.

The brocade cluster flew up and fell down after a few steps. He lost a lot of demon power and had not recovered it yet. He could only run forward and shouted: "Shen Shang, is there a demon master in front of you?"

Shen Shang turned around and looked at the running Jin Cu with a blank expression, "Yes, there is also the Taoist priest who hopes to see the mountain. He is the one who brought Bingkui. Why are you here? Am I dreaming or am I dead? , is this all an illusion of the soul?”

"They're all alive." Jin Cuo said sternly, running past Shen Shang without stopping and continuing to rush towards the place where Mu Xingqiu fell.

Shen Shang finally reacted. He was the only one who had been reminded from the beginning and had firmly controlled the inner elixir, so he suffered minimal losses and could still cast spells normally. He immediately jumped up and surpassed the brocade cluster.

An arm stretched out from the snow in front of him. Shen Shang was startled and landed dozens of steps ahead of time. He held the bald man with one hand and blocked the brocade cluster behind him with the other. Even in the dark, he could still recognize it. It turned out that it was not Mu Xingqiu's arm.

It didn't take long for him to find what he was looking for.

Zhou Qi stood up and laughed loudly. This was a laugh from the heart, a laugh that had been accumulated for thousands of years. After a while, there was a little more crying in the laughter, "My inner elixir is the fourth level of concentration. I learn I have learned more Taoist spells than all the Taoist priests put together, and the demon species personally taught me spells that I have not seen for hundreds of thousands of years, and you, Mu Xingqiu, actually forced me into this situation."

Too many things happened that shouldn't have happened. Zhou Qi almost lost his mind and didn't even notice the monsters standing around him. He only spoke to one person, who was still lying in the snow without moving, "But I survived." Come on, Mu Xingqiu, who will win in this fight?"

"You lose."

The answer was not the motionless Mu Xingqiu, but Shen Shang who was dozens of steps away, "Master Zhou, have you forgotten? You admitted defeat yourself."

Only then did Zhou Qi realize that there were a lot of spectators around him. He turned around in a circle, stretched out his right arm, and a sword slowly grew out of his empty fist. This was a Taoist magic sword with an antique look, "I think Too bad?"

Shen Shang's expression changed, and he secretly complained that he was too slow to react. The jade ax was destroyed and his soul dissipated. There was still a drop of water from the sword washing pool inside. It was the treasure of Yashan. It was not easy to destroy it. As soon as Zhou Qi woke up, he He looked everywhere for pool water, but he stood blankly a hundred steps away, wasting a great opportunity.

The divine Taoist priest who owns the sword-washing pond, who else is his opponent here? Shen Shang hurriedly grabbed Jin Cu, who was about to step forward, with a smile on his face, "Congratulations to Zhou Zuozuo for mastering another powerful spell - words can't be counted, and you can forget in an instant. With this spell, you are invincible in the world."

Zhou Qi walked a few steps towards Shen Shang with a cold face, then suddenly stopped, "You want to compete with me? If you want to buy time for Mu Xingqiu, you should find someone else."

Zhou Qi turned around and stretched out his other hand. Mu Xingqiu, who looked like a dead man, flew out of the snow and fell into his hand.

"Demon Master!" The demons brought by Jin Cui recognized Mu Xingqiu and ran over one after another, stopping behind Fan Wang.

Realizing that there was no trace of magic power in Mu Xingqiu's body, Zhou Qi was no longer in a hurry to take action and shouted: "Anyone else who wants to see off Mu Xingqiu, please come forward!"

The demon soldiers of the Sheshen Kingdom did not move, but slowly retreated. If the demon power had not been lost too much, they would have fled long ago. Only one demon rushed over, and that was Tuo Tao, the prince of the Sheshen Kingdom. He surpassed Jin Cui and other demons. He knelt down more than ten steps away from Zhou Qi and said, "Demon Lord, you are the Demon Lord, and I am the prince of the King of Sacrifice, here to serve you..."

Zhou Qi waved his sword to stop the prince's words and turned to look at Mu Xingqiu, who was holding on to his hand.

Mu Xingqiu woke up. He was not dead, but he looked very weak. He could barely stand on his feet, but he didn't have the strength to break free from the hands holding his collar.

Zhou Qi showed a smile and said, "What else do you have? Mu Xingqiu, do you have any other tricks that can defeat me and Sword Washer?"

"Illusion of mind." Mu Xingqiu said four words with difficulty and launched the move.