Mu Dong'er's face became redder and fierce, like a little beast whose food was stolen from his face. Her whip was dancing fast, like two entangled red and black dragons spinning around him. Even so, he still gradually became unsupported. The five balls of cold light were pressing step by step, only six or seven feet away from him.

"Mu Dong'er, stop holding on, apologize to me, I can spare you forever." Shen Jixian finally earned his face and planned to end it. This is Yang Qingyin's son, and he will not really take action.

The bald man was sandwiched between the whip and the cold light, and hummed twice, trying to take action, but was stopped by Mu Dong'er, "Don't move, I can beat Old Man Shen, he wants me to apologize, Hum, I want him to kneel down."

The Taoist priests have only a little bit of family affection. If Yang Qingyin was here, Shen Jixian might have considered it more. Facing Mu Dong'er, who had never joined the Taoist throne, his patience was limited. He hummed lowly and activated Han Guang to launch a more fierce attack, but he still abides by the rules and never attacks Bald.

Bald man and Mu Donger back to back were equivalent to blocking part of the offensive for him.

Feifei whispered to Mu Xingqiu: "Don't let Dong'er get angry."

"how?"

"he……"

Feifei was thinking about how to tell the truth in a tactful way, but Shi Geng, not far away, had already said first: "Fellow Daoist Shen, don't force it too much. Mu Dong'er was once a demon, and the devil thoughts were removed so badly that they might not be clean, and they might come back again."

Strictly speaking, Mu Dong'er was only attacked by the demon seed and controlled by the demon seed. He blocked the demonic thoughts with his innocent heart and saved the bright light for the first time. However, in the eyes of outsiders, his performance in the imperial capital was no different from being possessed by the demon.

Feifei looked at Shi Geng angrily. The other party was pleading for Mu Dong'er on the surface, but in fact he was exposing the loophole in public. He had to nod to Mu Xingqiu. "Dong'er will not be possessed, but there is a danger of emotional out of control. It is because of this that the Spirit King did not control it too strictly."

"So that's it." Mu Xingqiu finally understood why his son was so arrogant. He looked more and more carefully, and felt that Mu Dong'er's magic had other mystery, "It's okay to lose control once occasionally."

"What, what?" Feifei was shocked. If this was a normal demon master, no matter how much doubt he had, he would hold it in his heart. But this was Mu Xingqiu who had lost his memory, "You really... understand..."

"If you see too well, you will lose the truth." Mu Xingqiu said that spells are completely different in his eyes than others: ordinary people either see nothing or think it is a violent natural phenomenon; casual cultivators see blurred lights, knowing that it is a spell, but they have no way to avoid or resist; Taoists see clear spells, either avoiding or connecting, just like swords and swords on the battlefield; Mu Xingqiu sees similar scenes to ordinary people and casual cultivators, but there is a layer of feeling in his heart, they pluck like strings. When playing different songs, he can tell good or bad, but he cannot say "see".

Mu Donger's spell is a messy song. Various instruments are noisy, with only one exception. They always act as the background sound, which is not heard by ordinary people at all, but they never stop, and for those with sensitive ears, they always exist. They suppress and wait, and press over all other instruments at an appropriate moment.

Mu Xingqiu was also waiting, and even felt a little excited.

Feifei saw his excitement and stood there blankly, not knowing what to do.

Shen Jixian didn't want to force Mu Dong'er into a devil, but Yu Guang swept Ma Yao's disapproval. He changed his mind, strengthened the offensive in his hands, and said, "Little guy, Yang Qingyin has lost control of you. I have to do it on my behalf. The Shen and Yang families are both Taoist ranks and have been married for many years. They are considered as family. Although your surname is Mu, you are still half of the Yang family. I can't let you lose face with both families."

Mu Donger was so angry that she screamed, her whip danced faster and more ruthlessly, but she couldn't spare her energy to speak.

Yang Kuo, who was watching the game, soon understood that he didn't like to beat around the bush and said to Mu Xingqiu directly: "Ma Yao, the person who supports you will be defeated. If you still care about his survival, quickly hand over the Nascent Soul and tell Shi Hanyuan's whereabouts."

"No hurry, there is nothing to turn defeat into victory." Mu Xingqiu's voice was indeed not anxious. Yang Kuo glared at him fiercely. He didn't know that these two were father and son, but he also felt that Ma Yao was too affectionate and righteous.

Feifei couldn't help summoning his own bead, and Yang Kuo on the other side was also on guard. He looked down on this little demon, but he did not allow the two to fight one.

Feifei just lit up the bead and immediately put it away again, because he finally saw a reassuring expression: Mu Xingqiu leaned gently on the willow basket with his five fingers, slowly moving and knocking, like an unconscious action, or as if he was writing something.

Shi Geng also saw it and smiled and said, "Shen, fellow Taoists, Yang, you must be careful. If Shi Hanyuan is nearby, you are like a flock of sheep entering the tiger's den, and no one can escape, haha."

Shen Jixian ignored him, Yang Kuo said: "If we dare to come, we will naturally not be afraid of him. Instead, you should prepare yourself more luck."

Shi Geng smiled and was not angry, and sighed, "It's really strange. He didn't think the heart of a Taoist priest was so important. Now he realized that it is the face of a Taoist priest. Look, once it is gone, even we Taoist priests like ordinary people will be as detestable as ordinary people."

Yang Kuo wanted to get angry and suppress his anger. His expression became very strange. Shi Geng smiled more calmly. He only regretted that he was not a Taoist priest of the Minxin Department and could not gain more benefits from such human heart provocation.

"If you know what you know, let the bald man come back. It's too dangerous for him to be there." Feifei said.

The bald man leaned against Mu Dong'er tightly, and became increasingly disliked the five balls of light that were spinning around the two. He frowned and could not help but get angry.

Mu Xingqiu raised his hand and waved it. Just as he was thinking about how to speak, the bald man saw his gesture and flew over without saying a word. Five balls of cold light were like dense gauze nets. He didn't care at all. He raised his hand to block his face and said it out. The cold light hit his body at least a hundred times in the blink of an eye, but only made him shake it gently a few times, leaving no red dots.

The bald man looked stupid, more inconspicuous than Mu Dong'er, and could actually block the powerful attack of Taoist Priest Zhushen. The onlookers were shocked. Only a few Taoist Priests understood what was going on. Shi Geng stopped saying anything. Yang Kuo said loudly: "What an evil demon, use the demon weapon as his body."

This finally explains why the bald man easily escaped. The demon clan's resistance to spells is naturally stronger. With demonic weapons, it will naturally be stronger. The Taoist dynasty has spells specifically targeting the demon clan, but the five cold lights emitted by Shen Jixian are not.

Yang Kuo still looked at the bald man for a long time. Even if the magicians of the Shen Taoist priests were fired at will, there were not many demons who could block it. This stupid monster was really evil.

The bald man didn't pay any attention to other people's gazes and flew straight to Mu Xingqiu, saying with a smile: "Why don't you go up and fight?"

Mu Xingqiu smiled. Although he had no impression of this face, he was completely unfamiliar with it. He didn't even feel his strange question abruptly, "It's not my turn yet."

Feifei could not completely believe Mu Xingqiu, who had lost his memory, and the bald man was also recruited, and there was no support ahead. He stared at Mu Donger's every move and suddenly said, "He can't hold on!"

Mu Dong'er was harshly reminded from her mother that she must control her emotions and should not let the demons take advantage of the situation. However, he was arrogant and could not stand the defeat, and could not stand the verbal teasing. The anger in his heart became more and more intense, and he didn't even know that the bald man left.

Before Feifei finished speaking, Mu Dong'er let out a low roar, which was completely inconsistent with his age and his usual voice, and was more like an adult lion and tiger.

On the top of the mountain, the talisman master Mao Bupo's mount was weak and he threw his master down. Mao Bupo's reaction was quick, and he supported the ground with his hands and stood up immediately. Fortunately, few people noticed him. All the talisman masters on both sides pretended to be invisible. Mao Bupo kicked the lion hard and continued to watch the battle.

Mu Dong'er let out several low roars one after another, but the whip in her hand slowed down, and five balls of cold light immediately attacked in front of her.

Shen Jixian pointed his sword forward and said sternly: "Give up, boy!" Since the other party was going to be devilish, he naturally had to use the exorcism technique. A beam of light was shot out by the bronze mirror in his left hand, shining on Mu Dong'er's forehead.

The exorcism that should have been immediately effective did not produce any obvious effect. Mu Dong'er held back a breath, her face became redder and redder. The whip in her hand stopped dancing and drooped softly. The mirror light shone on her forehead, and the cold light kept hitting her body, but he did not move, his lips were closed tightly, his eyes wide open, as if he was frozen there.

The cold lights showed that they did not cause any damage, but were actually impacting Mu Donger's meridians. If this continues, it will soon cause irreparable serious internal injuries and even kill the target. Shen Jixian does not want to kill people, especially Yang Qingyin's son, but he can't just stop like this, "Silly boy, do you have to be as stubborn as your father? Hurry up and admit defeat!"

Mu Xingqiu was slightly stunned, and his five fingers slashed on the basket faster. He did not let it go completely. If necessary, he would rescue him.

Mu Dong'er could no longer hear others' words, nor could she feel the pain in her body, and she had only one thought in her mind that had been suffocating the long-suffered turbid air.

He opened his mouth and spit out a ball of fire. It was neither extraordinary fire nor the fire of the five elements, nor the fire of Taiyin, nor any of the magic fires of demons, casual cultivators, and talisman masters. Instead, he had already obtained a kind of fire when he was born. It was based on Taoist fire and mixed with many fire seeds. Over the years, growing with him has become increasingly difficult to control and its power is getting stronger and stronger.

With a bang, the five cold lights and the mirror light were dispersed. Shen Jixian, who was determined to exorcise, was caught off guard and screamed, and only met the incoming fire for one time, then fell to the ground.

Mu Dong'er's goal was not just Shen Jixian. She turned around casually and spewed out another ball of fire at Mu Xingqiu and others.

Mu Xingqiu finally heard the performance of the hidden instrument, and it was indeed a shocking sound. He was about to use the talisman that had been prepared for a long time and pressed down the music. Suddenly, he felt dizzy and almost fell down. Something rushed into his mind like a tide, but they came too badly.

The fire was coming to the face.
Chapter completed!