Exorcism

Dao was furious because he scolded the other two for being too weak and gullible every day. He always talked about "monopolizing the body", but in the end it was Yao Er and Mo San who took action first. It was like he had finally figured it out. A series of witty words were first spoken out by the eavesdropper in front of everyone, or one of the heroes drank enough wine, put on enough airs, or scolded others, but the other party endured it for a long time and finally refused to accept the bullying. The fist hit, causing the hero to lose all his face.

Dao Yi was not joking. He really wanted to suck up the other two ends, so he felt extremely angry after being attacked. "You dare?!" The two arms controlled by him waved the demon weapons and cast spells on Demon Two and Demon Three at the same time. .

One of Yang Qingyin's tasks was to prevent the three-soul monster from having an external fight, and immediately cast a fleeting ball of restraint to block Dao Yi's spell. Daoyi was restrained and could only use a small amount of mana. Even so, Yang Qingyin had to cast a spell with all his strength to block the blow. Three feet above his head, the black phoenix flashed and disappeared after the spell ended.

Dao Yi is even more angry, but his soul is under attack from both sides. He must retreat to protect himself and retaliate flawlessly against outsiders.

The three soul monsters froze and entered the battle of souls. Unless they were good at telepathy and illusion, they would not be able to see the battle situation. Yang Qingyin was on guard while looking up at the sky, silently calculating whether the shield above her head could hold on. how long.

The attack on the remnant soul of Shen Geng must be carried out during the decisive battle, and it must be fought quickly. Only in this way can a sudden blow be made to Shi Hanyuan. As the only Taoist priest serving Rimang in the Taoist army, Shi Hanyuan said that his setback is very likely It scares others.

This was not a perfect plan and relied too much on the enemy's mistakes, but Yang Qingyin could not think of a better countermeasure. Lord Yishi took away the fragments of the Frost Soul Sword and did not figure out the reason for three days. Even if he really retreated The enemy's method will not be used easily, and they will not take action until Yelin Town has suffered more than half of its casualties.

Mr. Yishi can sacrifice the lives of everyone in Yelin Town indifferently, but Yang Qingyin cannot.

The pressure of the red light in the air increased sharply, and the addition of the Beastmaster was no match for the combined attack of three thousand Taoist priests and fifty thousand monks. The shield was riddled with holes in an instant, and a large amount of magma-like red light poured in, some of which were the same as before. The same ones were flying around, and some merged with each other to form more powerful spells, heading straight for the wooden tower where the three-soul monster and Yang Qingyin were.

Shi Hanyuan sensed the danger.

Yang Qingyin sent out a ball of lunar fire, facing the dragon-like red light. Shi Hanyuan's spell was too powerful, and Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao alone would definitely not be able to do it. She guessed right. Under the interception of dozens of spells, the red light remained unwavering and continued its momentum until it hit the lunar fire.

The lunar fire is a powerful spell. If it is emitted by an unquenchable furnace, it can destroy most of the spells in the world. However, Yang Qingyin has a serious lack of mana and does not have a suitable magic weapon in her hand. The lunar fire she casts can cope with the following. The spells may be able to fight against some of the Moonlight spells, but they are not enough to block the Sunlight spells.

The internal fight between the three soul monsters has not yet decided the winner, but the giant red dragon is approaching quickly. Yang Qingyin's lunar fire retreats step by step, and the revealed black phoenix has to lower itself to the wooden tower to avoid the powerful offensive.

There were only more than a hundred steps away, and Yang Qingyin could even feel the magic particles sprayed out by the red dragon. They splashed around like sparks, falling on ordinary houses and instantly causing fires, stopping at the tall tower made of black wood. It can be blocked for a while, but the surface is also full of pits, and in every pit there is at least one spell particle burning and pushing deeper.

"Flea!" Yang Qingyin must use all means to protect herself.

The flea burst out from the roof of a nearby burning house. Balls of white light shot out from between its two corners. It hit the red light dragon and made a banging sound. After a moment, it rushed forward and directly grabbed the dragon with its two horns. .

The red dragon's forward speed has slowed down a bit, and the spell fragments have also been greatly reduced, but it has not stopped and is still approaching steadily.

Yang Qingyin finally had nothing to do. Apart from casting spells with all her strength, she could only hope that Yao Er and Mo San would defeat Dao Yi quickly.

When the red dragon attacked within thirty steps, more than half of the flea's horns were burned red, and the fine scales on its body shone. This was a sign that its strength had reached its extreme.

Yang Qingyin is ready to summon the soul of Bald Man. Sun Yulu gave her three magic weapons, which can be used once. As long as Bald Man does not resist the soul summoning, he can succeed. As for Mu Dong'er, he will live and die with other Taoist priests. She misses him. But not much worried.

Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons also launched a move at the bottom of the wooden tower. Her demonic power was far inferior to her knowledge. Hundreds of bugs flew into the air and surrounded the red dragon, harassing it, but it did not have much effect.

"Yin Buchen, why don't you help?" Yang Qingyin shouted. This was not a help she specially arranged, but she couldn't let him just watch the fun.

Yin Buchen hid behind an unburned house a hundred steps away. He shuddered when he heard the call, hummed a few times in his throat, and jumped into the air. Feixiao refused to take the risk with him. Dark clouds had just appeared in the morning, It went underground and hid.

"Give up, Laojun..." Yin Buchen wanted to persuade the Spirit King to avoid the enemy's edge.

Yang Qingyin couldn't escape at all at this time, and said angrily: "Mu Xingqiu will know that you refuse to save him!"

Yin Buchen hummed again. He was simply afraid of Lord Yishi, but in awe of Mu Xingqiu. When he heard his name, he finally gained some courage and said, "King Ling, please remember what happened today, and you must do it in the future." Say something nice to me in front of Tao Zun."

Without Feixiao's help, Yin Buchen's demonic power dropped significantly. The only thing he relied on was Demon Lord Zhengfa. He hesitated for a moment and attacked not the red dragon, but the three-spirit monster on the wooden tower. "I'm trying to help Yao Er." Let’s go with Mo San.”

It wasn't until the critical moment that he realized that his retreat three days ago had nothing to do with his magic. The red dragon was more powerful this time. It was useless to fight head on. It was better to destroy Shen Geng's remaining soul as soon as possible.

Yin Buchen came with Shen Cunyi and heard Yang Qingyin's plan, but even he couldn't tell what kind of impact the Demon Lord's rectification would have on the soul fight.

Yang Qingyin didn't know that this was the most important reason why she didn't ask Yin Buchen for help before.

Yin Buchen turned around and ran away. His fear and awe of Yang Qingyin were not enough to make him risk his life to help.

The red dragon, which was more than a hundred feet long, was very close to the top of the wooden tower. There was only a unicorn and a ball of lunar fire between it and the three-spirited monster. The flea's horns turned red all over. It was still gritting its teeth and persisting, and the scales on its body glowed. Crackling sound, it's going to die.

Black Phoenix stood behind Yang Qingyin, spreading its wings, and some of its feathers were ignited by spell particles.

Yang Qingyin couldn't wait any longer, so she activated the jade ax and called out "Bald Man". The soul came out. The candlelight shook, the bronze mirror rotated, and a crack appeared on the jade ax.

At least the bald man would not have to suffer the pain of death again.

Yang Qingyin looked to the other side of the town. Mu Dong'er should be forming a formation with other Taoist priests at the moment. She couldn't see it through the blazing flames.

"You'd better come out to avenge us, otherwise..." Yang Qingyin threatened her beloved, preparing to use all the magic power in her body for a final desperate fight.

The scream of Black Phoenix interrupted Yang Qingyin's plan. She looked at the three-soul monster and was surprised to see a head and two arms that were rapidly withering. Even the bones were getting smaller and smaller, but this was not Yao Er's body. , but Daoyi.

In the flash of lightning, before Yang Qingyin could figure out what was going on, she had already cast a spell with both hands, controlling the soul-binding jade ax to rush towards the red dragon in front of her.

There was a loud bang, the red dragon exploded, no jade ax was left, the wooden tower was torn apart, and the black phoenix cast a spell alone at the same moment, taking Yang Qingyin, the three soul monsters, the fleas on the tower and the Ten Thousand Sons Holy Mother in the tower at high speed. Flying away, the explosion wave followed closely, defeating the last bit of lunar fire, and was about to swallow the prey.

Black Phoenix's spells were also dispelled, and everyone could only resign themselves to their fate.

The explosion wave suddenly shrank back, and the remaining half of the red dragon twisted wildly, turned around and flew towards the dark clouds and red light in the sky, banging out a big hole and disappearing.

This was a signal and an opportunity. Under the leadership of Shen Ji, the eighty-seven raiders who had already assembled on standby soared into the sky, followed the red dragon into the big hole, and soon disappeared.

Daotong's overall offensive did not stop here. The entire red light continued to press down, only five or sixty feet above the ground. The shield of Yelin Town was in pieces. The teams of Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao could only protect a few relatively important wooden towers.

Xiao Qingtao flew to the ground and called out the name "Yang Qingyin". The first thing she found was the Virgin Mary of Ten Thousand Sons. The banshee was lying on the ground with many parts of her body on fire. Xiao Qingtao hurriedly cast a spell to extinguish the fire and found that she was still alive. He continued to look for her. The whereabouts of Yang Qingyin.

The flea was lying nearby, its horns were red, it raised its head feebly, and opened its mouth to Xiao Qingtao to express that it was okay.

Farther away, in a burning house, Xiao Qingtao discovered Black Phoenix.

Black Phoenix stood on one foot in the fire, her feathers all burning, but she remained motionless, with her wings folded, holding the unconscious Yang Qingyin.

Xiao Qingtao rushed into the fire house. The first spell knocked away the burning mortal fire and the broken walls at the same time. The second spell put out the fire for the black phoenix, completely unaware that the three-soul monster was standing next to it.

The three-hundred monster only had two heads left, and there was no fire at all on its body.

The fire on Black Phoenix's body finally went out. He whined, fell down together with Yang Qingyin, and also passed out.

Only then did Xiao Qingtao see the three-spirit monster behind Black Phoenix.

Mo San rolled his eyes at this moment and said to Xiao Qingtao: "I seem to think of you."

"Did you remember that you were Pei Zihan?" Xiao Qingtao had no time to chat and summoned a large number of magic weapons and elixirs to heal Black Phoenix and Yang Qingyin.

"I think of some vague memories, and your shadow is in them. You are right, I have made many wrong choices, and I am not suitable to make judgments. Please help me tell the Holy Mother of All Sons that my mission is over. "

Xiao Qingtao raised her head and looked at Mo San in surprise.

His head and arms were also shrinking rapidly.

The three-soul monster only has one head and two arms left, and its growth position is a bit weird. The body formed by the Madonna's skull is slowly adjusting to adapt to the new situation.

The three-hundred monster suddenly turned around, and the remaining demon's head smiled mischievously at Xiao Qingtao, "Is it my turn to play?"