Chapter 0631: Seizing Thoughts

Mu Xingqiu was about to collapse, but at the same time he felt energetic, as if he had taken a nice hot bath after a long day of hard work. His whole body was weak, but he felt very comfortable. He just wanted to lie on the soft bed and not move. Have a good sleep.

His Jiang Palace, lower Dantian and meridians were still in a mess, but the rope that had been holding him back from reaching the eighth level of illusion was gone. Even though the inner alchemy was spinning slowly and there was not much mana left, Mu Xingqiu was full of energy. gained confidence.

Zhou Qi stared at Mu Xingqiu. If it had been at the beginning of the fight, he would have sneered at Mu Xingqiu's every word, but now he did not dare to take it lightly.

"Illusion of mind?" Zhou Qi let go of Mu Xingqiu's collar and cast the spell at the same time.

A colorful spell hit Mu Xingqiu's chest, instantly destroying the outer leather armor and the inner shirt, desperately trying to penetrate his body.

Mu Xingqiu did not issue any spells, and stood there swaying slightly, using his flesh and blood to resist the powerful spells.

In the eyes of most of the demon clan watching, Mu Xingqiu's situation was even more unfavorable, and he was completely in the position of being passively beaten. The five-color spell was a more eye-catching light in their eyes, but the power and murderous intent in it was something that every demon could find. Those who had seen or heard of it were surprised that Mu Xingqiu did not die immediately.

Jin Cu and other demon tribes came forward to help again, but Shen Shang stopped them again, "Wait a minute." He was the only one who could see the details of the fight clearly, and he was the only one who knew that Mu Xingqiu had implemented it, and it was not a pragmatic illusion with lightning attached. , but an illusion that penetrates directly into the human brain.

Shen Shang felt strange, because the Wuxu Illusion Technique was obviously not as effective as lightning. No matter how good Mu Xingqiu's physique was, he would not be able to withstand the magic of the Taoist priest for a long time - Zhou Qi had indeed become much weaker, but he had the sword-washing pond water in his hand. The magical sword has made up for part of the loss in strength, and at least he is still able to swallow smoke and even reach the level of Xia Xia.

After waiting for a while, Shen Shang became worried. The reason why Mu Xingqiu used the Wuxu Illusion Technique was not as if he was confident, but more like a last resort when his strength was weak. Shen Shang was the first to take a step, and Jin Cu and other demon clan followed, gradually surrounding the two magic fighters.

For Tuo Tao, the prince of the King of Sacrifice, this is the best time to show his loyalty. He is even grateful for the strange attraction that brought him here. He increasingly feels that Lord Yishi's guidance is of great benefit, "Demon Lord, my name is Tuo Tao. , is the prince of the Sheshen Kingdom. The old king of the Sheshen Kingdom is seriously ill and dying. The princes are vying for the throne. They are all looking for support from the Shengfu Dynasty and Taoism. Only I know that the situation of mankind is over, and the Demon Lord will soon return to the world. I came here specifically to find you, hoping to get your support. I am willing to sacrifice my entire country and become just a little king under the rule of the Demon King..."

Even under normal circumstances, Zhou Qi couldn't listen to a prince's flattering words. Now he just felt it was noisy and shouted: "Shut up!"

To Tuo Tao, this had another meaning. He glanced around and found that the savage demon was approaching the Demon Lord. It was obvious that he wanted to help the so-called "demon master". He knew that this was an opportunity to perform meritorious deeds and he would do well. Worth a thousand words of allegiance.

"Soldiers of the Kingdom of Sacrifice, assemble! You cowards, come back to me, I am your prince! Destroy these barbaric monsters, protect... and clear the place for the Demon Lord!"

More than a thousand demon soldiers came running over at the command, their armor was patchy and their weapons were pitiful. However, due to their large numbers, they still felt that their own side had the advantage.

When he found that the demon king didn't object, Tuo Tao felt happy and knew that he had done the right thing. Then he was kicked over and fell into the snow and couldn't get up for a long time.

Jin Cui taught Prince Shi Shen a lesson, and rushed to the front without stopping. He didn't have much demonic power left, but this did not affect his fighting spirit at all.

Shen Shang held the bald man in one hand and cast the Five Elements Golden Spell with the other hand.

Zhou Qi felt angry and sad that he had fallen to this point, being besieged by a group of monsters and an inhaled Taoist priest. He couldn't spare much power to deal with these rabble, so he waved his hand to summon seven magic spells including lamps and candles. He used a weapon to perform a soul technique, even if it was a sledgehammer to kill a chicken, he couldn't care less, not to mention that his sledgehammer was already extremely dull.

A gust of cold wind swept by, and Shen Shang's Five Elements Gold spell was still four or five feet away from the target. It disappeared out of thin air. Hundreds of monsters suddenly felt that their legs and feet were weak, and they fell one after another. Only Jin Cui ran around. When Qi came closer, he raised his fist and fell down. He rolled out several times involuntarily, getting further and further away from Zhou Qi.

The cold wind generated by the soul guarded the area dozens of steps outside Zhou Qi, and all those who entered had weak legs. Zhou Qi could only do this step, thinking that the flattering demon prince might be of some use, "Kill these barbaric demons, Leave no one behind.”

Tuo Tao had just stood up with the help of his attendants. He was overjoyed when he heard this and immediately urged the demon soldiers who had gathered together, "Come on! After raising you for so long, can you not even defeat a group of soft-footed barbarian demons? Come on! Let the Demon Lord see you. The strength..."

Two groups of monsters started fighting. Although the number of soldiers from the Sheshen Kingdom was larger, most of the Jincu group were strong monster monsters, and there was also an inspiratory Taoist priest to help them. They were not at a disadvantage. The weapons of both sides were flying. Almost everything was lost on the way here, and all the fighting was done with fists and feet.

Compared to the two standing motionless warriors, the battle between the monster clan was chaotic, like a large group of beasts biting in the snow. In fact, there were actually many beast monsters who opened their mouths and used their teeth as weapons.

Tuo Taoguang thought about performing meritorious service in front of the Demon Lord, and neglected to protect himself. There were only a few attendants around him, and soon he was kicked over by a certain beast monster.

When he tried to get up from the snow again and took off his helmet to breathe, the battle was almost over. Most of the demons had stopped fighting and kept their fighting postures, but they all turned their heads to look at the two fighters not far away.

Tuo Tao raised his hand to wipe his face and found that his nose was bleeding. This made him afraid and angry. He was about to order the killing of all the barbaric demons, but finally noticed the strange silence around him. He also looked over with many eyes, and the shock in his heart was comparable to the chill produced by his soul, and his legs were weak.

The magic sword was glowing, sometimes longer and sometimes shorter, but it had left the palm of the Demon Lord and was floating in the air, as if he was hesitant about his belonging.

The most important thing was that the Demon Lord's magic was gone. He was shaking, his beard was gently undulating like waves, and his face was red and white. No one could believe that he still had the upper hand.

Mu Xingqiu had a large black spot on his chest, but he stood more steadily, and his right hand was slowly reaching out to Zhou Qi.

Mu Xingqiu seemed to have lost his support. He took a step forward and turned his arm to catch the magic sword that was emitting light.

The light disappeared immediately, and the magic sword turned into a drop of water again.

The scream lasted for a while in many ears before it completely disappeared. Shen Shang shook his head and asked, "Is it over? Is Zhou Qi dead?"

"The fight is over, but Zhou Qi escaped." Mu Xingqiu said exhaustedly, looking down at the magic weapons on the ground. He couldn't bend down to pick them up, nor could he cast a spell to summon them.

"The old bastard is so lucky." Shen Shang knew that it was not that Mu Xingqiu showed mercy, but that he really had no spare energy. As for him and Jinchu and other monsters, they couldn't even find any trace of Zhou Qi. The Taoist priests who were infused with spirits could also cast advanced spells in the weakest state.

Shen Shang flew to Mu Xingqiu, holding the bald man in both hands and handing him over like a crown, "Are you considered a Xingluo Taoist? Well, no matter what, you have created a miracle. Zhou Qi is a true Taoist who is infused with spirits. I must publicize this matter well. It is worth writing ten pages when I write to Pang Shan."

Mu Xingqiu showed a weak smile, without even the strength to be humble. He raised his hand and touched the mucus shell of the bald man. There was no way to send the sword washing water in, so he had to give up temporarily.

Jinchu and other monsters surrounded him, looking at the monster master with awe. They didn't know that Mu Xingqiu was close to the end of his life, but they only remembered that he had just defeated the leader of Bingkui.

The monsters of Sheshen Country were embarrassed. The Demon Lord, who had been loyal for a short time, actually ran away. The seemingly shaky "monster master" became the final winner.

Tuo Tao turned around and quietly walked towards the Zhenshan Niu trapped in the snow. He felt that this distance was really long and he might not be able to finish it in his lifetime.

"Wait, Prince Tuo Tao."

The demon master's voice came, Tuo Tao's body swayed, and he was supported by the attendant behind him, then slowly turned around, his mouth opened and closed several times, and he couldn't say a word.

"The demon lord you kneel to is Wangshan Taoist, named Zhou Qi, who has been in the devil for several years. His plan is to cover the whole world with ice and snow, and Sheshen Country is no exception. Go back and tell your subjects to prepare for war, not with us, but to fight against the vanguard of the demons. They will not show mercy to any race."

Tuo Tao felt that he should say something, but he only spit out two hums from his mouth. He finally controlled his stiff neck and nodded, which was considered a response.

Mu Xingqiu waved his hand, indicating that the demons of Sheshen Country could leave. He was too tired and didn't want to fight another meaningless battle.

Looking at Tuo Tao's back, Jinchu said coldly: "They got it cheap."

"Yishi Jun's vision is too poor." Shen Shang shook his head. He didn't know much about the wolf king Qi Yemang, otherwise he would look down on Yishi Jun. "Mu Xingqiu, I still don't understand how you defeated Zhou Qi in the end? He seemed to be very scared."

"Memory is power." Mu Xingqiu repeated a famous saying of Yishi Jun, "I took away part of Zhou Qi's memory. Zhou Qi can't cast magic spells for a while."

Shen Shang was shocked. Taoists can use magic to see other people's memories, but taking them away is another matter. "Are you talking about the art of seizing thoughts? That is a spell that can only be cast by Taoists who are infused with spirits."

Mu Xingqiu smiled. His inner elixir has not changed. It is still the fifth level of Xingluo, but his illusion has finally reached the eighth level, which can be comparable to Taoists who are infused with spirits. If it weren't for the exhaustion of mana, he could take away and destroy all of Zhou Qi's memories.

"One more day." Mu Xingqiu looked up at the dark sky, unable to believe that time was passing so slowly, "We still have to stay in Ice City for another day."

Jinchu shook her head, "We will stay here for one more day, you should go find the Spirit King."

Mu Xingqiu looked at Jinchu in confusion.

"I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but you didn't want to listen at the time. Then the matter of Ice City happened, and I didn't want you to leave too early... The Spirit King was seriously injured because of you. Even if you can't help her, you should go see her."