Predecessors all over the world

The place where Mu Tianguang was teleported was in the southwest. Not long after, he arrived at the agreed south. The one who was earlier than him was Lu Qianqiu. He chose the favorable terrain early and set up many formations. He saw him and Ran Xiang coming over.

He was happy and said bluntly: "It's good that you're here, by the way, have you seen Xintong?"

The last sentence was Ran Xiang asking, she shook her head: "I was separated when Senior Sister Li and I were introduced."

Lu Qianqiu couldn't hide her anxiety: "She has such a hurry. If she leaves the order, she may not be fooled by the demon cultivator."

Ran Xiang also knew Li Xintong's temperament very well and comforted her: "Senior sister is very strong, so there will be no problem."

Lu Qianqiu sighed twice, helpless: "I can only think so." He looked at Mu Tianguang again and asked, "Uncle Mu, are you also separated from fellow Taoist Su Wei?"

Mu Tianguang nodded slightly, and there was also a worry in his eyes. In terms of reason, Yin Miaomiao was not like Li Xintong, nor was he as weak as others, so he really had nothing to worry about. But somehow, when he thought about it, he stopped in his heart.

Don't stop worrying about it.

It's really strange. I like someone and my ideas are so different.

In the next few days, fellow Taoists noticed the Guiyuan Sect's formation. Whenever someone touched the formation, Lu Qianqiu couldn't help but get up to investigate. After seeing that it was not Li Xintong, he couldn't hide his face.

Disappointed, I asked one by one: "Did you see Xintong?"

All the answers were "no", so he couldn't help but feel anxious.

On the tenth day, a total of twenty-six people arrived at the camp.

On the same night, an accident happened.

An injured disciple suddenly whispered, and the monk who was watching went to investigate: "Is it good to fellow Taoist?"

"I, I..." He covered his chest tightly, as if he couldn't breathe, "help me up."

The disciples of the night watch hurriedly reached out to help. The moment the limbs were in contact, a sudden change occurred. The injured disciple slapped his dantian hard. In his camp, the other party was injured and he was a teammate, so how could the disciple have done it.

I never thought about being on guard, so I suddenly got a palm, my dantian was damaged, and I immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and half of my life was gone.

Mu Tianguang immediately noticed something strange, and slashed out the Snow Sword, opened the Eye of Breaking the Barrier, trying to see what was pretending to be a cultivator. However, what he saw was still the same person, not the one pretended by a demon cultivator.

: "What are you doing?"

The disciple was cut by Xueji's sword energy and was covered in blood. However, he seemed to feel pain. He slowly stood up, his eyes were strange, his tongue could not be straightened, and he stumbled, "What are you doing?"

He was actually learning from him to speak.

The others were awakened and surrounded him in surprise: "Uncle Mu, what's wrong?"

"I don't know." Unable to figure out the other party's way, Mu Tianguang did not kill him rashly and frowned.

The other party patted the beast's sac, and two high-level spirit beasts rushed out and rushed towards the monks around them indiscriminately based on the master's wishes.

Someone who recognized him screamed: "Ding Zhe, what are you doing?"

"Ding Zhe." He repeated mechanically, "What are you doing?"

Others took out magic weapons to deal with monsters, and the camp was in chaos. Ding Zhe had a strange smile on his face and took out a broken shell from his storage bag. He was about to put it on his lips and blew it, but he was bewitched.

Tianguang's eyes and hands were almost cut off.

"He is a demon, right?" Someone said fearfully, "He must have been bewitched by the demon cultivator."

Mu Tianguang felt that Ding Zhe's situation seemed to be "soul control", but there were some subtle differences, which were different from what he had seen in the past, so he did not take action immediately.

However, others have no such concerns. The Qiankun Mirror is a life-and-death situation. Although it is painful to be controlled by the demon cultivator, it is best to stop the loss in time and kill him - for the sake of the overall situation, it is better to stop the loss in time and kill him - for Dao Xiu, compared to

If you become a puppet of a demon cultivator, you would rather die at the hands of your companions than harm your relatives and friends.

Those who can enter the secret realm are all people with extraordinary minds. After thinking about the priorities, someone stood up: "Ding Zhe and I are the same disciples, so I will do it."

He thought Mu Tianguang didn't do anything because Gu Nian Ding Zhe was from the Beast Control Mountain, so he took the initiative to take the responsibility on his shoulders and summoned a ferocious bird with a sharp beak: "Go."

The ferocious bird let out a sharp roar, which made people's eardrums tingling and dizzy. Ding Zhe frowned, as if he was very uncomfortable. His fellow disciples couldn't bear it, but he still held the sword firmly and stepped forward: "I'm sorry."

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"Wait a minute." Ran Xiang couldn't help but say, "Fellow Daoist Ding's situation seems a bit strange. If he killed him rashly, how could he know that there would be no future troubles."

She was right, but her cultivation level of perfect foundation building was too low and no one paid attention to it. Instead, Mu Tianguang glanced at her and said, "I also have this concern. The magic cultivator's methods are weird and I have to be careful.

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Ran Xiang sighed relieved and looked at him gratefully.

But Mu Tianguang ignored it, threw out the chain of demon subduing, and tied Ding Zhe tightly. The other two spirit beasts that attacked people had been solved by other companions.

The disciples of the Beast Mountain couldn't help but sigh. The monk was deceived, but the innocent spirit beast was killed. The fate was so good that people couldn't bear it, so they restrained their bodies in the jade box. If Ding Zhe was too deeply involved in the devil, he wouldn't have it.

If you don’t kill him, you will bury him and his spiritual beast together, which will be considered a fate in this life.

After temporarily suppressing Ding Zhe, everyone no longer felt relaxed as they were waiting for their work. The monk from Danxin Sect squatted beside the monk vigil to investigate and fed a pill: "He was seriously injured and could only barely hold his life.

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Mu Tianguang has the highest seniority and is strong and has to become the chief clerk and say, "I'll take care of him."

"No problem." Although the cultivators from the Danxin Sect are not strong in combat, in addition to alchemy, they also involve refining weapons and medicine, and are the best teammates.

Others discussed around Ding Zhe.

"I remember Ding Zhe was fine when he came?"

"Yes, he came three days ago. The situation was normal and there was no difference."

"It's very strange. The demon cultivator's soul control is like the corpse driving away from the Youshui Palace. Ding Zhe has never seen it."

"Is it the new method of the demon cultivator?"

Ran Xiang listened, feeling very uneasy, and quietly avoided everyone and found Mu Tianguang: "Uncle Mu."

Mu Tianguang no longer likes to talk to others, so he has to take on his own responsibilities: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Ding Zhe came from no different from a normal person." She whispered, "So, is it possible that among others..."

This is what she fears the most. Ding Zhe can get into their camp. How can we know that there is no second Ding Zhe among the others? Before we figure out what happened to him, the teammates who fought side by side became no longer reliable.

The demon cultivator is a vicious scheming.

Mu Tianguang nodded: "It's indeed possible."

Ran Xiang took a breath: "What should I do?"

Mu Tianguang thought for a while, walked to Ding Zhe, held his chin, and forced him to raise his face. Silver light flowed by, and the Eye of Flaw reached his eyes.

Four eyes are opposite.

Mu Tianguang seemed to see something shivered and quickly disappeared deep in Ding Zhe's eyes. When he looked in, everything was as usual. He pondered and asked, "Who are you better at magical magic?

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The people present looked at each other in a glance.

This time, if you want to fight the decisive cultivator, the disciples who can be selected are either extremely powerful and determined people, or those who can assist in the battle like Danxin Sect and Lu Qianqiu. There are few people who practice magic in the spiritual and soul.

No one was involved in the people present.

After a while, Ran Xiang asked, "I am a minor in music, which involves the soul slightly. What does the uncle want to do?"

"Music." Mu Tianguang thought for a moment, "May you make him fall asleep?"

Ran Xiang nodded: "Yes."

"Then I'll leave it to you." Mu Tianguang looked at everyone, "Who came with Ding Zhe?"

"I." The disciple of the Beast Mountain who was about to take action before stood up.

Mu Tianguang asked: "Have you ever encountered anything special before you came?"

"We met ten days ago. I fought with the demon cultivator. Junior Brother Ding passed by and joined. The demon cultivator saw that the person from our side had never been pestering him and left immediately. Therefore, Junior Brother Ding is not really a good friend

The demon cultivator had taken action." He looked puzzled, "He said he had never met a demon cultivator before, and I really don't know when he was hit."

"It was probably when he got close." Someone said.

Mu Tianguang suddenly turned his head. Before he could speak, Lu Qianqiu shouted happily: "Xintong, are you okay?"

Li Xintong rolled her eyes: "Do you think I have something to do or not?"

Mu Tianguang slowed down a step, swallowed the name on his lips, and just said, "You are here."

In just three words, the emotions are infinite.

"I'm here." Even though I knew it wasn't the time to reminisce about the past, Yin Miaomiao still bent her lips and looked at him for a while, before saying, "Let me see him."

As soon as she showed up, Mu Tianguang's heart calmed down and he moved aside: "His situation is not right."

"I know." She said, Qiu Feng Ruyi fanned out of her sleeve, aimed the edge of the fan at his forehead, and his spiritual sense penetrated into Ding Zhe's sea of ​​consciousness.

Although the shadow puppet can "take the body", it is not like a human soul and can cause damage with its spiritual consciousness. It is more like "qi", just like dead energy or demonic energy, it integrates into the meridians to control the human body. Is it mental?

It is hard to say, but what is certain is that Shadow Puppet is an extremely special existence.

According to the memory of the demon cultivator who had searched her soul, if you want to destroy the shadow puppet, you can only force it out of the human body. Otherwise, even if you kill the human body it has stored, it can still hide back in the shadow and make a comeback.

And to drive it away, soul art is useless.

What Yin Miaomiao wants to do is to go deep into Ding Zhe's purple palace and awaken his closed soul. Only when he wakes up and uses spiritual energy to force the shadow puppet out of the meridians can he truly destroy it. The purple palace is in the consciousness of the monks.

At the deepest point, Ding Zhe is now sleeping because of Ran Xiang's flute sound, which greatly facilitates her movements.

A quarter of an hour later, Ding Zhe suddenly frowned and felt a painful □□ in his throat: "Ah!"

"Wake up!" She shouted softly, and it was like thunder exploded in Ding Zhe's ears. His soul suddenly woke up, subconsciously driving away the outsiders.

After all, Ding Zhe is both a cultivator in the Golden Pill stage. In fear, his spiritual consciousness will produce attack power that exceeds his usual speed, and the speed is even faster than Yin Miaomiao. The spiritual consciousnesses of both sides will inevitably collide together, and both sides will suffer losses.

"Ah!" He was sweating in cold sweat and his face was pale.

Yin Miaomiao's condition was not much better, his mind was tingling, his head was dizzy, and his body was shaking. Mu Tianguang, who was standing beside her, quickly supported her with his hands and said with concern: "Is it okay?"

She frowned and said reluctantly: "It's okay...it's fine, just take a break." She tried her best to calm down and instructed, "If you want to drive away the shadow puppet, you can only rely on himself..."

"I'll say." Li Xintong saw that her face was not good, so she rushed to speak, "Fellow Daoist, I told you that you must force all the shadow puppets out of your body and then eliminate them all in one breath. If it weren't for this, it would blow the spring breeze

Born again, endlessly."

Upon hearing this, Mu Tianguang took back the chain of Demon-Subduing and instructed: "Look at him."

Lu Qianqiu asked hurriedly: "How do you know Xintong? Have you met it?"

"Yes, I almost got to know its way." Li Xintong told his experience without reservation.

Seeing this, Mu Tianguang helped Yin Miaomiao sit aside and whispered: "You can rest for a while."

"Then can you lean on me?" She opened her eyes, her eyes as bright as stars.

The author has something to say: Miaomiao has a good figure, otherwise how can she bury her breasts?

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