Chapter 0774 Good Luck

Lan Qizhang found that he could not cast spells. At first, it seemed that he was trapped in a restriction. The spells disappeared inexplicably after leaving his body. Not long after, the spells were trapped in the Crimson Palace and could not be cast at all. Then, all three fields were bound. The inner elixir in the lower dantian stopped rotating and no longer supplied mana. The thoughts in the Niwan Palace circulated over and over again but could not be transmitted. Therefore, the Crimson Palace was empty...

He was somewhat prepared, but the surprise in his heart kept accumulating, and finally turned into horror. He could accept death calmly, but it was difficult to accept the spells beyond imagination, just like those who have lived a down-to-earth life, looking up and suddenly seeing their neighbor Li Erge flying in the sky.

What made Lan Qizhang even more incomprehensible was that he was the first person on the island to lose the ability to cast spells. Xiaohao was shouting that the spells were not smooth, and the demons were also complaining, but they could still cast spells or magic and collect the spiritual energy and unclean air around them.

The accident did not last long. Xiaohao and the monsters stopped fighting one after another and could not cast spells or magic. Lan Qizhang realized that the stronger the person, the more obvious the impact. The strange tricks that Mu Xingqiu sent out from Zhibubang were completely opposite to all the magic in the world. The lethality was strong at first and then weak.

In the end, even the caster of the strange trick could not hold on. The giant monster of the fish dragon formation trembled all over and disintegrated in a short while. The Demon Island had become smaller after being hit. It could not accommodate hundreds of humans and monsters. More than half of them fell into the sea. No one could fly in the air.

Even Zuo Liuying could not do it, but his movements were unexpectedly light. He successfully avoided all humans and monsters and jumped onto an isolated reef. He picked up the bamboo stick on the ground halfway.

The last one to lose the spell was the bald man. He was gritting his teeth and shooting red light at the distance. Suddenly, the magic eye dimmed and the red light disappeared. He was stunned for a moment, and then fell to the ground. Yang Qingyin was quick and grabbed his bun.

"Why can't I fly?" The bald man said in panic. He had long been accustomed to flying instead of walking. Suddenly losing this ability was as painful as an ordinary person being unable to walk.

There were no more strong men on the Demon-Suppressing Island. The Taoist priests of the seventh level of Xingluo were evenly matched with the casual cultivators who had just condensed their inner elixir a few months ago. The magicians became ordinary monsters, and the ones who preserved the most strength were the strong beast monsters.

The giant fish dragon formation monster disintegrated, but the "magic" he sent out to eliminate all magic spells did not fail, and gradually spread like ripples.

Lao Zhuang sat on the ground, pointing to the distance and laughing, "Look at those guys, they are laughing to death."

The giant fish dragon formation monster had fired a reverse spell at the magic Taoist priests and the fleet of the vassal states ten miles away at the last moment. At this time, it had reached its destination. During the flight, it had spread from as thick as an arm to covering several miles.

Most people felt only a breeze, as if it was about to rain. The magicians saw more signs of magic. They felt strange, but did not run away. They cast different spells one after another, preparing to fight against the anti-magic that they had no understanding of.

The result is imaginable. The strongest magicians suffered the most serious blow. They were originally flying in the air, but suddenly jumped down one after another, dancing and waving their hands. They did not have the calm demeanor of a Taoist priest. Some fell on the ship, and some fell directly into the sea. Because they were too shocked, some even screamed.

The talisman masters and soldiers on more than 30 warships were even more panicked. Warships usually did not have rudders, sails, and other things. They were all controlled by magic. Once the magic failed, the whole ship immediately fell into a state of loss of control, colliding with each other and spinning. Although there was no serious damage, the people on the ship jumped into the sea like dumplings.

The panic was even worse than the chaos caused by casualties.

Lao Zhuang laughed so hard when he saw this scene that he even forgot the pain of his broken leg. "Although the fight was not satisfying, we won, right?"

The old demon Tan Xianglu rubbed his elbow that was hurt by his companion and said gloomily: "They can't hit us, and we can't hit them. This is not a victory, it's a draw at best."

Such an outcome was not expected by any of the participants. Looking at the chaotic situation in the South China Sea, no one understood what it meant.

Xiao Hao, who was always not serious about practicing, was the first to see the meaning of the matter. "Magic is useless. Haha, you guys who practice hard are unlucky. You might as well learn bone forging fist from me. Fists will be more useful than inner elixir in the future!"

She was very happy, as if she had picked up a big bargain and had a suitable reason for her laziness for many years.

"Not being able to cast a spell is also a spell, and it will eventually disappear." Lan Qizhang has regained his composure and has a better understanding of the "spell" that Mu Xingqiu cast through the giant monster of the fish dragon formation. "The spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the unclean air are everywhere, and the law of destroying the law is spreading from it, but the impact will also weaken. You can feel that the wind is disappearing."

Everyone and the group of monsters all nodded to express that they had the same feeling.

Lao Zhuang punched the ground, "What are you waiting for? Prepare for the next round of battle. Give me weapons and stones, and I will swim over to kill them. Who will follow me?"

The disabled monsters who stayed on the boat and fought with Lao Zhuang all shook their heads, lay on the ground and retreated. They have experienced the bravery and madness of this beast monster, admired him, but no longer wanted to follow him.

"Where is Mu Xingqiu? Let him cast the spell well, only restrict the enemy, and don't use it on his own people." Xiaohao "thought" of a good idea, turned his head to see Yang Qingyin, and walked over a few steps.

Yang Qingyin was holding the bald man, and when everyone was surprised, the two of them were looking at the half-demon Tuo Yong lying on the ground.

Tuo Yong was in a relatively high position in the dragon-fish formation, so he was not crushed when he fell, but his expression was a little strange, his face was too flushed, his eyes were confused, as if a drunkard had just been awakened.

"Brother Xiaoqiu?" The bald man called out tentatively.

"I... where is this? What's going on?" Tuo Yong spoke, and the words he said were obviously from himself, and had nothing to do with Mu Xingqiu.

Yang Qingyin had no answer, so she could only look back at Zuo Liuying.

"The half-demon's Niwan Palace has been destroyed, and the connection with Zhibubang has been cut off." Zuo Liuying said.

"Niwan Palace?" Tuo Yong jumped up and raised his hand to touch his head a few times, as if he could determine whether the Niwan Palace was good or bad. "I, I can't cast a spell..." Tuo Yong's face turned pale. He had been in a coma and didn't know what had happened just now.

No one explained to him.

Yang Qingyin felt lost. She hadn't really spoken to Mu Xingqiu yet, not even talking about Mu Dong'er... She asked calmly, "How should we fight the next battle? Do you remember Mu Xingqiu's spells?"

Zuo Liuying shook her head, "I used to remember, but now I've forgotten."

No one understood the meaning of this sentence. Unless it was intentional, how could Zuo Liuying "forget"?

Lan Qizhang stepped forward and said, "In that case, let's proceed as planned."

The original plan was for Lan Qizhang to rush to the enemy and perform the Dan-breaking Technique.

Zuo Liuying didn't comment, and Lan Qizhang said loudly to the humans and monsters on the island, "Wait for the method of destroying the law..."

"Reverse Technique, Mu Xingqiu said this is called reverse technique." Zuo Liuying interrupted.

Lan Qizhang nodded gratefully, "Wait for the effect of reverse technique to disappear, please retreat to the north, the farther the better."

"Don't retreat, fight to the end, never be a coward!" Lao Zhuang said loudly.

Xiaohao covered Youliao with both hands and argued, "It has tried its best. It has no choice but to shrink its head."

Xiaohao's words had no effect on Laozhuang. An injured demon crawled to Laozhuang's side and whispered a few words to his ear. The beast demon jumped up all of a sudden, supported its whole body on one leg, and staggered into the sea. "The art of breaking pills is the disaster of destroying demons? Why didn't you say it earlier? Escape, escape now."

When Fangfang used the art of breaking pills to destroy the demon fire mountain in Duanliu City, many demon soldiers saw it and spread it widely afterwards, calling the light that engulfed everything "the disaster of destroying demons". No demon knew it, and Laozhuang was no exception. He didn't think his fear was a shameful act at all.

There were already many demons soaking in the sea water. At this time, they all followed Laozhuang's advice and swam to the north. The demons on the island also went into the sea one after another.

As the crowd was still hesitating, Ouyang Luo pointed at a figure in the southwest, "Who is that? He can still cast spells."

The figure was flying fast and slow close to the sea, getting closer and closer to the chaotic fleet.

"That's because the anti-magic in the south is disappearing." Lan Qizhang saw more clearly, and then he recognized who the figure was, "Shen Jiyi, it seems to be Shen Jiyi."

Shen Jiyi snatched an incomplete magic seed from Qian Xiaoyao, then cast a spell and hid. He watched the battle from a distance. When the spell disappeared, he was also surprised, but he was not affected. He soon realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He had always envied Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin's good luck, and now, good luck was in front of him.

"It's really Shen Jiyi." Yang Qingyin also recognized him, "Why... why did he attack his own people?"

The anti-magic that enveloped the fleet of the vassal states had just disappeared, and most people had not reacted yet, including those magic Taoist priests.

There were seventy or eighty Taoist magicians participating in the battle. Most of them were Taoists who had just entered the devil yesterday and had not yet received the "reward" of the devil seed. There were also more than twenty people who entered the devil in Wangshan. They all had an incomplete devil seed in their bodies. They were Shen Jiyi's target and good luck.

The green light rose frequently, and they seemed to be responding to Shen Jiyi's enthusiasm. They did not hesitate to get rid of the old master and greeted the new master with deeper devil thoughts.

The demons who were about to escape the "demon-killing disaster" stopped again, turned around and looked to the south, confused.

"Dragon Demon! You are not worthy of possessing the demon seed, hand it over!" Shen Jiyi shouted in the distance, "Yang Qingyin, prepare to accept my revenge, I will definitely let Mu Xingqiu die in front of you!" Lao Zhuang said doubtfully: "Yes, where is Dragon Demon? She is obviously very powerful, why does she let this kid shout and not come out to kill him?" Zuo Liuying glanced at Tuo Yong in the group of monsters. He expected that the Stop Bang Ni Technique would attract the attention of the Taoist and the demons, but he did not expect that both sides would send the same person to solve the problem. Shen Jiyi did have good luck.