Exorcism

Zhao Chuye was hit by an extremely powerful force. This force came from the talisman he had sacrificed. It spun around and returned to his body, but it no longer recognized its original owner. It violently broke into the meridians and wreaked havoc.

The Way of the Weak cannot be used for offense originally, but this is not a problem for Mu Xingqiu. He has done the process of absorbing and releasing it several times, and he is familiar with it. Moreover, he and Zhao Chuye are flying in the air, moving up and down. There is only one outlet for this power.

Zhao Chuye's first reaction was to let go. After finding that he was firmly stuck, he did not panic. He cast several spells in succession, first protecting the upper, middle and lower fields, and then channeling the disobedient magic power, and in turn again Attack Mu Xingqiu.

This fight is like two strong men who are less than ten steps away from each other throwing a large iron ball that weighs hundreds of kilograms. Of course, you need to use all your strength when throwing, and catching it is even more dangerous. Brute force alone is not enough, you must Choose the correct angle and timing, use rich skills to resolve the momentum of the iron ball, and then throw it back.

The distance between Mu Xingqiu and Zhao Chuye is shorter, and the two punches are connected, leaving less time for the opponent to react. Everything must be done in an instant to receive, resolve, guide, and fight back. Zhao Chuye's advantage is precision. He is good at Taoist and advanced spells and is more calm. Mu Xingqiu's advantage is that he hardly needs to think about it, and most of his reactions are completed automatically.

Both of them remained silent and concentrated on fighting. Zhao Chuye could no longer show mercy. The demon soul was important, and saving his own life was even more important. It only took the blink of an eye for the two of them to exchange a move. The ink marks on Mu Xingqiu's arms quickly faded, but his fists turned as red as blood. Each move made a loud noise, accompanied by the drizzle, like a sound in mid-air. of thunder.

The water attack in the Five Elements Tribulation occurred one or two hours earlier. The rain started pouring down. Most of the raindrops were normal, but other raindrops exploded as soon as they hit the ground. Just one insignificant raindrop can leave traces on the ground. A large pit with a depth of seven or eight feet, if any vegetation, humans or animals are hit by such raindrops, they will immediately be shattered to pieces.

This is another game of good luck and bad luck. There is no difference at all when the raindrops are in the sky. Some practitioners may be able to distinguish good from bad in advance. Mortals can only pray that they are lucky.

Every move between Mu Xingqiu and Zhao Chuye consumes a bit of the power of the talisman, which is emitted in the form of sound, forming an invisible shield with a diameter of several feet around the two of them. When it encounters magic raindrops, it will cause a fire in the air. An explosion.

This is a strange sight. Two people are floating in the air, surrounded by fourteen magic weapons, and even more surrounded by a watertight shield. Amidst the continuous loud noises, an explosion occurs from time to time.

This kind of fighting couldn't last long, Fu Lu's power was quickly exhausted, and the big iron ball turned into a small iron pill. However, the two of them would not stop there and began to use their own magic power to continue fighting.

From now on, Mu Xingqiu was at a disadvantage. This was a close fight. He had no time to absorb and transform the opponent's mana. He also had basically no magic skills. He could only activate three inner elixirs and send his own mana to him without any modification. On the battlefield, Zhao Chuye's spells are endless. One point of magic can be used as two or three points.

One side went into battle shirtless, while the other side was fully armed and well-trained. Zhao Chuye breathed a sigh of relief. He finally passed the most dangerous stage, and he held Mu Xingqiu's fist tightly, not wanting to let go.

This was a typical war of attrition. The two men's mana connected at the palm of their hands, and the stalemate lasted for a moment and then turned into a loud noise. The invisible shield created was slightly smaller, but it was still enough to block the raindrops of spells.

Zhao Chuye frowned, he didn't care about the demon soul or Zuo Liuying's plan. Without the restraint of the Taoist heart, the murderous intention was so fierce that it could swallow him whole.

Seven hundred years of heartless abandonment, once released, will be more powerful than seven hundred years of practice.

Mu Xingqiu, who lost his memory, was once infinitely close to the heart of a Taoist priest. No matter what he did, he didn't have much enthusiasm. Whether it was searching for memories or saving mortals, it was a bit half-hearted. Even if he failed, he would not be particularly sorry. Only at this moment, Facing a life-and-death crisis, and facing the enemy's almost burning murderous intention, his emotions rose.

This emotion is like anger but does not go to the head, like excitement but does not bring much fighting spirit. It can only be called unwilling to admit defeat, just like those stubborn children, who are knocked down time and time again, and get up again and again. When you grow up, you will never do such stupid things again.

Mu Xingqiu had never fully grown up when it came to fighting.

He left no mana at all. The three inner elixirs were spinning crazily, providing mana to the limit. He gritted his teeth and stared at the enemy, forgetting the rain in the sky, the mortals in the valley, and even forgetting that he had always wanted to find it back. memory.

A sinister smile appeared on Zhao Chuye's lips. He was not afraid of the other party's desperate efforts, he could bear it.

With a bang, the two of them flew high into the sky together.

Mu Xingqiu's left hand was still changing the techniques habitually, and his mind was spinning rapidly, and he finally found a mental technique, which had nothing to do with the Spirit Cooking Technique, but the Qi Flying Technique that Shou Que taught him.

Two completely unrelated thoughts and mana met in Jiang Palace and turned into a strange spell.

First, the two palms separated because Mu Xingqiu's spell was too weird. It not only attacked the enemy, but also attacked himself, breaking the balance.

Next, the two of them flew high into the sky together, and the surrounding magic weapons and raindrops within a dozen feet all rose with them. After practicing the flying technique to a certain level, they can carry different numbers of companions. Mu Xingqiu's The spell brought up everything with some weight around it.

The retrograde rising raindrops collided with the normal falling raindrops, triggering a series of explosions. The shield that the two men had inadvertently formed during their duel had disappeared, and the power of the explosions came straight towards the two of them.

Mu Xingqiu didn't care, and he didn't have the energy to care. He was so shocked by his own spell that his whole body was numb. He could do nothing but follow the inertia of the spell and keep rising.

The person who cared about it was Zhao Chuye. He had never experienced this kind of fighting style that did not distinguish between friend and foe. The opponent did not want his life, but he wanted it. He hurriedly used the magic weapons around him to cast several restraints to block the raindrops of the explosion.

"Are you possessed by a demon?" Zhao Chuye shouted angrily. He finally stabilized his position and could continue to cast spells on Mu Xingqiu.

Zhao Chuye made no move.

His expression was very strange, as if something incredible had happened. After a while, Mu Xingqiu also saw something strange. It was indeed incredible. Grandmaster Xingshan actually had a nosebleed.

Although Taoist priest Fu Yuemang is not immortal, his body has long been separated from the realm of mortals. Zuo Liuying's illusion can leave a small black spot on Zhao Chuye's forehead, which is quite remarkable, but it cannot cause him to be injured or bleed.

Mu Xingqiu was surprised. Could the spell he had thought up be so powerful?

Zhao Chuye was even more surprised, but soon found the real reason, "Idiot, they sacrificed the Talisman of Indomitable Heaven and Earth in advance!"

The Standing Talisman can be used to dispel the Kun Chaos foreshadowing spell. The purpose is to prevent the final Dao Fire attack from happening. At this time, the water attack of the Five Elements Tribulation is in progress and the wood attack has not yet arrived. The sacrificial talisman is a big waste. The foreshadowing spell is a big waste. It will soon be possible to re-flow here from the surrounding area.

But those talisman masters couldn't wait any longer. Without Zhao Chuye's protection, their talismans could not stop the rain of spells pouring down.

The rain was still falling, and a strong wind blew by, uprooting trees and flying rocks wherever it went, but the explosions caused by the raindrops stopped.

The Indomitable Talisman is very domineering, and anyone who has provided blood to it will bleed until death. Zhao Chuye had a way to save himself, but the prerequisite was to enter a state of thinking, which he couldn't do during a fight.

Zhao Chuye had to make an immediate choice between continuing to fight and casting spells to save himself as soon as possible. He hoped to kill Mu Xingqiu with one move, but this guy would always use strange moves at critical moments. If he fell into the trap again, In the struggle, the only one who couldn't hold on was Zhao Chuye himself.

The nosebleeds became more and more frequent. Zhao Chuye said bitterly, "You won't survive tomorrow." He used the teleportation technique and disappeared with his magic weapon.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't catch up with Grandmaster Xingshan even under normal conditions, not to mention that there was very little magic power he could use now. He was still rising upwards. After seven breaths, he rushed above the rain clouds, and the magic power in his body finally became tame. .

He stopped and looked down at the dissipating clouds and rain at his feet. He once again felt the insignificance of mortals, the kind of insignificance that could not be seen, like dust flying in the dark. Only the most attentive eyes could see them.

He injured himself, and the three inner elixirs were not functioning smoothly. After adjusting his breath for a while, it did not return to normal. The mana in his body became less and less, so he had no choice but to land on the ground.

When he was still a few feet away from the ground, the rain stopped and the wind stopped. Mu Xingqiu's three inner elixirs stopped spinning, and his meridians were empty. There was no more magic power for the Qi Flying Technique. He fell down. This was the second time today. Second-rate.

Fortunately, this is not Zhuozhou City. There are no bricks and stones, only dirt. The fall was not too bad, but it was covered with mud from the rain. Mu Xingqiu stood up and looked around. He found that he could not recognize the path. He walked up a small mound and observed it for a while before distinguishing the southeast from the northwest. He roughly determined the location of the valley and walked forward.

Mu Xingqiu first took a shortcut and wanted to go directly through the wilderness. After walking out of Li Xu, he felt tired and had no strength to support him. His legs could not fight against the thorns and gravel everywhere.

He had no choice but to go back to the official road. Although the road was full of potholes, it was easier to walk than the wilderness.

As dusk approached, he saw the local tripod and the group of talisman masters. The tripod fell on the roadside, and none of the dozens of talisman masters survived. They used talismans to eliminate the water attack, but they did not escape the power of the talisman standing on top of the sky. .

Once this talisman is released, except in the valley, there will basically be no living mortals within a radius of 500 miles.

After nightfall, Mu Xingqiu finally walked to the entrance of the valley. It was quiet inside, there was no fire, and no one seemed to be there. After walking a few steps, he heard a suppressed cry.

Shou Que was squatting on the roadside sobbing alone. When she heard the footsteps, she raised her head and looked at Mu Xingqiu who had returned to his original appearance. She didn't react for a moment, but a hint of surprise flashed across her face, and then she recognized the true identity of the person who came.

"General Mu is dying." She said, her voice laced with emotion. "I don't want to have this dream anymore. Please let me wake up."