Exorcism

Qi Wushang stood on the top of the tree tower, his feet entangled by branches and leaves. He drew endless power from the five magic trees to control the Amber Taoist in front of him.

The Amber Taoist was like a bottomless pit. The blood mist covering the entire entrance of the demon mountain flew towards him, making the color of the amber more and more red.

He absorbed the raging sea tide.

The spells cast by the Yashan treasure shrank sharply in front of the Amber Taoist, sinking into the pale red abyss like quicksand. The amber kept flashing and trembling slightly, showing signs of being overwhelmed. Fourteen sorcerers standing on the back of the bird flew over and chanted spells in hoarse beast demon language. The blood mist entered the amber faster. This was another force to counter the raging sea tide and ensure that the Amber Taoist would not be defeated.

The Amber Taoist was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only was the color getting darker, but the amber wrapped outside was also expanding a little bit. Every time it expanded by eight or nine inches, it would collapse and return to its original size, but the trembling would be reduced a little.

On the blue flower flying boat in the sky, Mu Xingqiu paid more attention to the battlefield in the distance. He soon found that there was a corpse demon that was different from the others. Not only did it have several humans standing on its shoulders, but it did not rush towards the Taoist priests, but it was absorbing a large number of demon corpses on the ground from behind.

Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao stood on one shoulder, and Yin Buchen squatted between them, holding Xin Youtao's thighs and not daring to look up. Xiao Hao and Bai Qing stood on the other shoulder. They were casting spells and shouting to stop the Taoist priests on the opposite side from attacking the corpse demon, especially to protect the bald man.

The bald Taoist priest had lost his hair bun, and his messy hair still looked small when set on the top of the corpse demon. He was also shouting and looked in good spirits.

There were seven other corpse demons in the other level. Among the Taoist priests in the distance, Shen Hao seemed to be persuading everyone to turn their spells to the real enemy...

Mu Xingqiu breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone was still alive, only Zuo Liuying was missing, but he didn't need to worry about it.

Not long after, Mu Xingqiu's heart was lifted again. Seven corpse demons were fighting with the Taoist priests. At this time, several human armies rushed into the battlefield from the southeast, and the number was quite large.

This was an unconventional tactic. In all the wars between Taoists and demons, human armies were used as auxiliary forces to guard the periphery and intercept the fleeing demon soldiers, and rarely participated in the war directly. The Battle of Broken Flow City was a special case. At that time, there were too few Taoist priests, and the Xijie Kingdom army had to go to the battlefield. In this battle, the Taoist tradition was well prepared, and there was really no need to introduce these mortal soldiers.

Mu Xingqiu was more than 200 miles away from the battlefield. Under the influence of the amber Taoist priest, he was unable to cast spells. He could only watch the battle situation displayed on the petals, unable to issue a reminder, let alone provide any help.

The fighting style of the corpse demons was different from that of the Taoist priests and the demon clan. They were all made up of corpses. They did not dodge or evade the hundreds of spells shot at them, and let them hit their tattered bodies, splashing blood and flesh from head to toe.

Taoist magic was exposed under the influence of the blood mist. The five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, as well as the various strange phenomena produced by their mutual generation, mutual restraint, and mutual integration, appeared on the corpse demons, making their bodies look more than doubled.

But no matter how many spells there were, they could not kill the corpse demons. They were dead things. No matter how small the pieces were, they would return to the corpse demons under the support of the blood mist.

The corpse demons' counterattack against the human army that rushed in recklessly was very simple. With a wave of their arms, the sticky corpse fluid flew out like a huge fishing net. No matter whether it was human or animal, anyone who touched it would be injured. The best talismans and armor would also be quickly corroded. The soldiers rolled and screamed on the battlefield, and soon became corpses and joined the bodies of the corpse demons.

Facing the Taoist priests who flew around in the air and never wanted to get too close, the seven corpse demons had another method - the demon seed. In the blood mist and spells, there was a flash of green light occasionally. Almost no one noticed it. The Taoist priests attacked by the demon species did not change on the surface, but became more aggressive and closer to the corpse demon. The normal Taoist priests were inspired and followed unconsciously.

"Retreat!" Mu Xingqiu shouted, but no one could hear him.

The voice in the flower stamens, which had been silent for a while, came out again, "The corpse demon can only exert 10% of the power of the demon species at most. The demon corpse is not our residence after all."

"Why didn't the Taoist priests who were infused with spirits order a retreat? They should know how to deal with the demon species." Mu Xingqiu asked without turning his head, as if there was a patient lecturer standing beside him.

"The Mind Science Department has only imitated a little bit to influence the hearts of ordinary people. The demon species has the real power. Even if it can only exert a small part, it is enough to firmly control the hearts of the Taoists. For more than 130,000 years, the Taoists have lost their vigilance. They only remember to stay away from the enemy as much as possible, but they don't know the reason. These Taoists only want to eliminate demons, and every word from the Taoists who are invigorated by the spirit is encouragement and encouragement to them." The demon species is the master of the battlefield. The blood mist enhances their power. The orders of the Taoists who are invigorated by the spirit are distorted as soon as they enter the battlefield. Nearly a thousand Taoists are completely unaware that they are circling around a trap. As for those human soldiers, the voice in the pistil didn't even mention it. It was too easy to manipulate their minds. Compared with the power of the demon species, Mu Xingqiu's mind illusion is like a trick that a child has learned secretly. "The Taoists who are invigorated by the spirit will not admit defeat." Mu Xingqiu said, both as an assertion and as an expectation. "Of course." The voice in the pistil said calmly.

The light of demon elimination came from the Tao Tong Mountain in the distance. More than a dozen rays of light cleverly avoided all the Taoist priests above the battlefield, and all shot at the same corpse demon. The corpse demon was hit, and his body collapsed. The mad Taoist priest who sank from the top of the corpse demon's head to his chest was exposed. Hundreds of ordinary five-element spells attacked. No longer caring about the friendship of Taoism, the mad Taoist priest was blown into pieces. Powder, but no green light flew out.

"The reaction of Taoist priests is much slower than that of 130,000 years ago." Hua Rui said.

The demon seeds have been dispersed into other Taoist priests' bodies, and the crazy Taoist priest is no longer the main carrier.

"And today's Taoist priests are not as decisive as before. More than 130,000 years ago, Taoist priests in the distance would not hesitate to kill all life on the battlefield, regardless of whether they were demons or Taoist priests, and it did not matter whether the Taoist priests were Invaded by demons." There was a hint of disappointment in Huarui's plain tone, "The enemies of the demons have fallen to this level. I heard that Taoist priests no longer serve Rimang, and the whereabouts of the only Taoist priest Yuemang are unknown. From this point of view, we It will take less than ten years to seize Wangshan and defeat the Demon Suppressing Bell. The Taoist priests have declined, but the magic weapon has become stronger. The Xijianchi was not so powerful at the beginning, but it was about to be unable to support it. It was missing those few. The dripping water affects it a lot.”

Mu Xingqiu shifted his gaze to the east.

With the support of Qi Wushang and the five magic trees, Amber Taoist's suction power increased exponentially, not only taking in the angry sea tide, but even sucking the sword washing pool itself.

The Yashan Taoist priests are about one hundred and twenty to thirty miles away from Yaoshan Pass. The previous waves of angry waves had completely dispersed the unclean air. Therefore, Mu Xingqiu could see the general situation there with his third eye: hundreds of Taoist priests. They formed several circles in the air, holding the main magic weapon in one hand, and constantly changing positions with the other hand to cast spells on a Taoist priest in the circle, but everyone still moved uncontrollably to the Yaoshan Pass in the west.

"In the past, the Taoist priests would have either retreated immediately, abandoned the sword washing pool and the Taoist priests on the battlefield, regrouped, and fought again, or they would have summoned all the magic weapons and made a desperate move. They never hesitated, never." Huarui Li's voice seemed a little nostalgic. , "You see, this is the power of the demons. Qi Wushang and Taoist Amber can only exert less than half of it. Only you, who have experienced the double cleansing of demon seeds and divine souls, and practiced the illusion of mind, can have it all." strength."

Mu Xingqiu didn't say a word, his heart was trembling. This was Taoism, an invincible Taoism, but it was actually at a disadvantage in front of a few escaped demon species. Is the gap between today's Taoism and the era of the Third Ancestor really so big? ?

But this seems to be the case. There is a gap not only in strength, but also in mentality and tactics. Taoism has been accustomed to the overwhelming suppression style. Suddenly encountering an evenly matched or even slightly stronger opponent, even the Taoist Priests are at a loss. , failed to make a prompt decision.

"We will not and cannot make you become a demon. You are still you. You can even eliminate the demon tree, Qi Wushang and us all, so that the orthodoxy can win this victory and save your friends."

Huarui's plain topic was full of temptation. Mu Xingqiu's heart was moved, and his trust in the dragon demon was restored. He felt that she would not harm him in any case. Since she was promoting all this, eating the magic fruit should not cause any harm. What harm. Possessing unparalleled power is an irresistible temptation for anyone, because power can realize too many dreams and desires. It is like piles of gold and silver, which can buy most visible things in the world. .

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, Mu Xingqiu's attention was drawn to the southern battlefield again. The special corpse demon had completed a large-scale gathering of corpses. The bald man had disappeared. It was unknown where it had landed. Xin Youtao and others were still standing there. Even Yin Buchen stood up on shoulders that were several times wider than before.

Mu Xingqiu suddenly understood that this corpse demon was Zuo Liuying. He was traveling with Xin Youtao and Xiao Hao, and he was the only one who could control the demon species.

There is a complete demon species hidden in Baldy's mind without any divisions, so he gathers corpses faster. This corpse demon entered the battlefield a step late, but at this moment it is larger and stronger than other corpse demons.

Zuo Liuying's corpse demon strode into the battle group, holding a demon corpse demon in each hand, and easily pinched them in two.

The Taoist priests on the battlefield were surprised and happy, and they retreated one after another.

"Dao Tong has not been defeated yet." Mu Xingqiu murmured.

As if to prove his words, Qi Wushang, who was under the Blue Flower Flying Boat, suddenly shouted: "Why is the blood energy decreasing? Go check it out!"

A sorcerer rode away on a giant snake-headed bird.

"There is still hope for the orthodoxy." Mu Xingqiu's voice rose a little higher. He knew what was going on. Yin Buchen built the node tower and successfully vented his blood.

Qi Wushang and Mo Zhong's plan did not fully come true. Bald Zi was rescued by Zuo Liuying and did not take Mo Zhong to control the sword-washing pool.

"The devil is the devil." Mu Xingqiu regained consciousness. He was almost bewitched by the voice in the pistil. Now he saw the flaw in that rhetoric, "My thoughts and will are not important. When I swallow Magic Fruit, everyone in the world thinks I am a demon, then I am a demon, and I have no other choice but to surrender to you.”

Mu Xingqiu stretched out his hand to grab the red magic fruit and stared at it for a while, unable to imagine how much power it would bring.

He threw the magic fruit to the ground, and then jumped down. He was unable to cast spells and had no support, so he jumped from a thousand feet in the air.

"No!" Huaruili's voice contained strong emotion for the first time, which was anger.