Yin Buchen hated Yi Shijun very much. Part of this hatred came from the fear of becoming a golemn, but more closely related to his strength: Prince Iron Dragon has been reborn, and when he felt that he could defeat Yi Shijun, he could no longer bear his bullying.

"Even if the ancestor comes in person, I will kill you first. If you want to use me as a magic weapon, I will use you to sacrifice!"

The dragon opened its mouth wide and bit it at the crow. If Mu Xingqiu did not let go, he would be implicated. He chose to temporarily withdraw from the Niwan Palace and let the dragon and crow fight first. He wanted to see what happened outside again.

Jiang Huoer climbed onto Mu Xingqiu's shoulders for some reason, pressed his head with one hand, and covered his eyes with the other looking into the sky.

The dark clouds in the sky were broken by a beam of golden light. The golden light tilted slightly, shining in the center of Fuhuang City, and dozens of Taoist priests flew into the light and slowly descended.

The casual cultivators who were maintaining the Demon Cloud Pressure Formation were shocked. Several people immediately flew towards the golden light, and one of them shouted: "We attack the Fu Huangcheng under the order of the ancestors, and no one is involved to retreat quickly!"

A Taoist priest in the golden light snorted, "Hey, what a 'admitted order of the ancestor'. The Taoist priest is here, where do you come from the ancestor?"

The cultivator was stunned. Another cultivator flew up and whispered a few words. The first Taoist priest understood, "It turned out to be Shen Jixian from Hongshan Taoist priests. You just lost in Fuhuang City two days ago. Why? Do you want to take advantage of the situation? Then you have to wait for us to set the fire."

Shen Jixian said sternly: "Don't be slick in front of me, the Taoist protector is here!"

"The Taoist protector? Where did the Taoist protector come from?" The casual cultivators were puzzled.

Another group of Taoist priests descended from a high altitude, and the members were strange. They were an old Taoist priest and seven little Taoist priests. The old one was in his sixties or seventies, and the young one looked only two or three years old. They also looked decently wearing blue robes, but they had too little hair to comb a small buckle and could not fit a hairpin.

Jiang Huoer, who was standing on Mu Xingqiu's shoulder, had his eyes lit up and a sound came from his throat.

The seven little Taoist priests all looked serious. They had not yet described it, but they already had a bit of the indifference and arrogance of Taoist priests.

The wandering cultivator laughed, "I said which powerful person is, it turns out to be Shi Hanyuan. It's really a coincidence. It's not us who are responsible for dealing with you, but since you have come to your door, we must not accept it. The old thing is handing over the Nascent Soul. Find a place to die for yourself!"

The casual cultivator was rude, Shen Jixian, Yang Kuo and others were furious, but Shi Hanyuan smiled and stopped everyone from taking action, "There is really a place to live and die. I will definitely go, but unfortunately, there is no pure land in the world."

"Are you the so-called Taoist protector?" asked the casual cultivator bluntly, looking at Shi Hanyuan for a few glances, "You are very brave. Why don't you call yourself a ancestral master?"

"I am not capable of being a ancestor, and even the Taoist protector is not me, they are the seven of them."

Seven little Taoist priests lined up in a row, facing hundreds of casual cultivators.

The casual cultivators were stunned at first, then laughed in unison. The magic circle had already been formed, and they didn't need to concentrate until "Yang Yongfu" gave further orders.

"Everyone knows that the Nascent Soul is powerful, but you are too anxious, are you? You brought it out so early and brought enough diapers?" The casual cultivator became even more and more rude.

Shi Hanyuan was still not angry, "Oh, there is nothing I can do. I heard that Kun Dun had ordered to pursue all the Yuanying in the world. I knew I could no longer hide. Instead of waiting for you to attack, I might as well come out and bump into my luck."

The casual cultivator frowned and turned his eyes to Shen Jixian, Yang Kuo and other Taoist priests, "No, have you been with Shi Hanyuan before and asked him for revenge? When did you collude?"

Yang Kuo's face was green and silent. Shen Jixian said: "We must use some means to deal with Kun Dun. Fellow Daoist Shi has been in Hongshan. We are looking for him everywhere just to cover up our eyes and ears. There is no need now."

Yang Kuo's face became even more ugly, because even his "eye and ears" were covered up, and he really wanted to seek revenge on Shi Hanyuan. As a result, the first thing Shen Jixian told him after he woke up from a coma was that Shi Hanyuan hid in Hongshan.

Shen Jixian gave an explanation about Shi Hanyuan's previous behaviors, and Yang Kuo and others reluctantly accepted it, but they didn't like to be kept in the dark.

The casual cultivators didn't care about these things. Now they were different from the past. They were backed by powerful backers and no longer had to be afraid of these betrayal Taoist priests like dogs.

"You can't take the credit for delivering it to your door. Do you only have these seven Nascent Souls in your hands? I thought you raised a lot."

Shi Hanyuan didn't speak, Shen Jixian said: "There is enough of Fu Huangcheng and the Nascent Soul you snatched away."

The cultivator laughed, put his right hand behind him, and had already made a gesture. The cultivator activated the magic array, and dozens of iron chains flew out from the dark clouds, each aiming at a Taoist priest in the golden light.

The Taoists cast spells at the same time, strengthening the restriction of golden light and blocking all iron chains.

Mu Xingqiu returned to Yang Yannian's Niwan Palace.

The crow and the dragon fought tightly, and Yi Shijun was at a disadvantage. Yin Buchen's practice of the Demon Lord's Dharma was indeed effective, especially after transforming into a dragon, his whole body was like a wall of iron, which made Yi Shijun's magic useless.

"Who is so bold?" Yi Shijun was not in a hurry and was still concerned about the situation outside.

"Shi Hanyuan and the Taoist priests of Hongshan." said Mu Xingqiu.

"They are enemies, why did they get together?" Yin Buchen asked in confusion.

"Haha, stupid, that's obviously a trick. The Hongshan Taoist priests pretended to hate Shi Hanyuan for the purpose of protecting him. I had thought of it for a long time." Yi Shijun smiled strangely.

"I'm not afraid of how many people come. The Demon Cloud Pressing Formation can deal with it."

"It's clear that my soul city formation is even more powerful."

"You dare to boast about being unable to protect yourself?"

The two monsters were noisy, and Mu Xingqiu withdrew again.

The battle in the air was difficult to solve. Dozens of iron chains had already wrapped the golden light, but no one was attacked. The golden light burst out through the gaps of the iron chains.

Mu Xingqiu was not very concerned about both internal and external battles. He had met Shi Hanyuan several times and felt that this Taoist priest was not like a bad person, but he was as unpredictable as Zuo Liuying.

"Let's go and save people." Mu Xingqiu told Jiang Huoer that the person he wanted to save was bald. Feifei and the group of little guys who blocked the wind. They were all brought by Mu Donger. If Yi Shijun could not resist it, they could not fall into the hands of any force.

Mu Xingqiu originally wanted to help Yi Shijun, but after hearing about the Demon Lord’s reign, there was no need for this.

Jiang Huoer jumped to the ground, and the seven little Taoist priests in the sky ignored him, which disappointed him a little.

Mu Xingqiu took Jiang Huoer into Fuhuang City, holding the Patriarch Tower in his hand, and wrote a talisman for every walk, opening a narrow passage among the numerous spells. He only wanted to take Tu Zi and others away, but did not want to destroy Yi Shijun's formation and interfere with the battle in Yang Yannian's Niwan Palace.

Everyone in the city gathered in the talisman test site. Mu Xingqiu accelerated his pace and walked around the golden light shining in the middle of the city. He could not see the crowd here with his naked eyes. He walked while writing the talisman, making people within ten steps appear. They were still quarreling, screaming, crying, running in place, but they could not see the living outsiders.

Jiang Huoer found it very interesting and always wanted to reach out to touch whether these people were true or not. They were all stopped by Mu Xingqiu. Yi Shijun’s soul city formation is powerful and he will be caught in if he is not careful.

He couldn't find Tu Zi, Fei Fei and others, but only saw Luo Xiaoliuer. He was arguing loudly with Gui Zhen, the first route of the ancient gods.

Mu Xingqiu woke him up.

Luo Xiaoliu took a deep breath and looked at the small group of people around him blankly. His eyes quickly turned to Mu Xingqiu and said happily: "General Mu is here, it's so great. Tell them quickly, I don't want to be the city lord or the head of the sect. I don't even know a few words..."

"This is Yi Shijun... This is the formation set up by Tang Ao." Mu Xingqiu briefly introduced the situation.

Luo Xiaoliuer couldn't understand it at all. It was not until the people around him appeared and disappeared under the influence of Mu Xingqiu's talisman that he finally believed, "Ancient God, I, I didn't feel anything. I thought it was only a short while... Shouldn't everyone be woken up?"

"Not used for the time being, the formation does not cause much damage to you, and forcibly stopping will be harmful." Mu Xingqiu has almost found the talisman test field, "Where are the children in Chufengshan?"

"Not here, it is said that Tang Ao hid those children as soon as he came back. I remembered it, Yao Ziwei! Yao Ziwei was also hidden by Yun Xinghui, saying that he wanted to protect his safety. Maybe he was with those children, but I don't know where it is."

Mu Xingqiu looked up and saw that the battle in the sky had changed. The seven little Taoists participated in the battle. The seven beams of light first gathered together and merged into the surrounding golden light. Then hundreds were divided and shot in all directions. The iron chains were forced to retreat, and Fu Huangcheng was also shaking.

"Shi Hanyuan, keep your little ones in charge and don't interfere with the battle between our master and servant!" Yang Yannian let out a scream from strange Shijun. He was clearly in defeat, but his tone was still tough.

"Let me join in the fun too." Shi Hanyuan was stunned and entered Yang Yannian's Niwan Palace.

Yin Buchen's demon cloud pressing formation traps the demons of the souls, so Mu Xingqiu can come and go freely, and Shi Hanyuan is the same.

Yang Yannian, who became a battlefield, danced a few times and quickly returned to peace.

The Taoist priests in Hongshan still fought on both sides, and the golden light emitted was attacking the formations of Yi Shijun and Yin Buchen at the same time.

"Which side should we help?" Luo Xiaoliuer was confused.

"Even if you need help, it's not now." Mu Xingqiu had already walked to the city wall. The ancestor tower was against the wall. He instantly wrote several talismans, sending a faint magic power all over the city, looking for the breath of living people, but in the end he had nothing. All living people gathered in the talisman test site. Yi Shijun hid the children very well.

"They are here." Mu Xingqiu guessed softly, but he couldn't tell the difference between Ba Zi and others.

He was about to retract the Patriarch Tower when he suddenly found that not only his spells were patrolling the city, but also a weaker spell was also looking for something. The two spells encountered unexpectedly and both paused.

Mu Xingqiu did not recognize the source of the spell, but the other party recognized him. The spell changed slightly and turned into a sound to Mu Xingqiu's mind.

"Mu Xingqiu?"

"Zuo Liuying?" Mu Xingqiu didn't know how he guessed it. The two of them had only met once after he lost their memory.

"Someone has recast the inner alchemy for you?" Zuo Liuying's voice was rarely stern, "This is a mistake."

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