The tenth magic is a bit special, like a strong crossbow, like a helpless dead leaf falling, with weak power but not easy to control. Mu Xingqiu's command has not been accurately realized once. The more mana increases, the worse the effect. He can only fly around left and right, up and down, and move in the general direction.

It is not a talisman technique, and Mu Xingqiu himself can't explain what this is. He just feels that he can do it, and then it comes out without any powerful power. He just passes what he sees and hears along the way to the caster in real time.

There is nothing to see in Duanliu City. The Holy Talisman Army destroyed some houses and courtyard walls, but overall, the city is still very complete, the streets are also clean, and a layer of ice is reorganized.

In the sky, eight drops of water droplets and eight balls of fire were still chasing each other, making Mu Xingqiu's illusion heart feel happy and reluctant to give up.

The tenth magic left the West City Gate and saw two mirrors on Xizhao Lake. Qin Lingshuang must be in one of them.

There is one advantage of weak spells, which is difficult to detect by other spells. It glided against the ground and just came to the ice, but encountered a gust of wind.

This is the soul art performed by Qin Lingshuang. She wants to lure out the Kun Chaos spell in the Great Light Mirror, so the power of the soul is half inside and half outside, and it is shown as wind outside.

Mu Xingqiu's tenth magic was so weak that he didn't even have the power to confront him. He was blown into the air and swirled, like a small boat sailing in the stormy waves, and everything could only be left to fate. Mu Xingqiu tried to let it go back, but the spell drifted farther and did not drift back the same way, but ran farther and farther north even after leaving the wind of Xizhao Lake.

Mu Xingqiu felt that the tenth magic was not mature enough, so he decided to take it back or interrupt it directly, but it was beyond his expectations. The magic was too disobedient and refused to obey the simplest command. He neither refused to return to the Patriarch Tower nor disappeared. He still wandered all the way, passing what he saw and heard to the caster.

Mu Xingqiu could only smile bitterly. He had achieved ten-mindedness, but could not control the extra one. Its naughty choice was the right time, and the other nine uses were casting spells, maintaining eight drops of water and the spells used to welcome the soul. He could not spare his energy to chase the little brother.

He did not explain to Qin Lingshuang that because this was not a big deal, the tenth magic would disappear completely due to the exhaustion of magic power and would not have much impact. We can talk about it later, and Qin Lingshuang might be able to help him tame the tenth magic.

The tenth magic drifted north for dozens of miles, and finally exhausted, falling down little by little, and the information sent back became intermittent.

Mu Xingqiu was surprised to see Yin Buchen, a woman and a huge black bird not far away, all looking at Duanliu City. He looked serious and vigilant. The monkeys stepped on one by one and piled up each other, and were also looking at him, but his eyes were scattered and he didn't know what he was looking at.

He didn't remember the woman's appearance, but he could guess that she was probably Yang Qingyin, and that black bird was her strange beast, phoenix.

Mu Xingqiu was dedicated to ten uses, and each use was independent. At this time, he trembled at the same time. The water waves in the sword washing pond were stirring. He rubbed the stone basin and made a buzzing sound. Eight drops of water were disordered over Duanliu City at the same time. Eight balls of fire were passed by.

Mu Xingqiu felt hot and couldn't play this game anymore. He wanted to stop and explain everything to Qin Lingshuang, and then went to see Yang Qingyin. As for what to say and what to do, he had not thought about it yet.

The eight groups of fire did not notice the abnormality, and they still provoked and played around the water droplets.

The most unexpected thing that happened to Mu Xingqiu this night happened. To be precise, it had happened a long time ago, and Mu Xingqiu just discovered it.

Yang Qingyin, Heihuang and Yin Buchen are not simply looking at each other, they are working together to compete with a powerful spell.

This is so strange. This powerful spell was definitely not emitted by Mu Xingqiu. Qin Lingshuang had already used it with all his heart. It is logical that it is impossible to cast extra spells. However, the powerful spells did come from the direction of Duanliu City. Its fighting style is very unique, not continuous, but a large group suddenly rushed over every once in a while, then stopped in the air and shot out little by little to attack.

Because of this discovery, Mu Xingqiu did not stop casting spells, and the eight drops of water continued to circulate with the fire, but his mood had changed suddenly. If Qin Lingshuang paid attention to the sword washing pool at this time, he would see that the water surface was as stable as a mirror.

Yin Bu cried out, "What's going on? Where did such a powerful spell come from? Duanliu City was attacked?"

Since he found the Niwan Palace of the Earth Monkeys, his strength has been greatly enhanced, but it is not enough to make up for the losses of the Demon Lord's Dharma, which is far from Yang Qingyin and Black Phoenix.

Yang Qingyin focused on casting spells. Heihuang contributed mainly mana, which was relatively relaxed. When he heard Yin Buchen's question, he sneered: "Are you still defending him? Where did the sneak attack come from? They were flirting in Duanliu City and sending spells to prevent outsiders from disturbing them."

Yin Buchen shook his head repeatedly, "It's impossible, Mu Xingqiu won't do such a thing, there must be something strange about it."

"Hey, you might as well say that he has lost his memory. Anyway, he doesn't remember the Spirit King, and no one can say that he is heartless. Without memory, there is no responsibility. It's been more than two years, and Mu Xingqiu is really smart. He has never been in a hurry to find his memory."

"You misunderstood." Yin Buchen became more and more confused. "It was Zuo Liuying who refused to let him regain his memory, saying yes... saying yes..."

Yin Buchen just heard that, and I don’t know what Zuo Liuying had said specifically.

"Ha, I think Zuo Liuying is the enemy, and he obeys Zuo Liuying's arrangements on such an important matter. Is Mu Xingqiu too stupid or too smart?"

"Uh... Compared to the past, he seems a little stupid."

Black Phoenix sneered, Yin Buchen suddenly stopped casting spells, and the monkeys piled up together suddenly scattered, "It's really inexplicable, as if I made a mistake. In fact, I just invited the Spirit King, and nothing else has to do with me."

Yin Buchen looked at Duanliu City for a while and murmured: "My name is Yin Buchen, he is the son of the Jiao King. He is not a follower of any demon clan or human beings. The jealousy of me has nothing to do with me."

He turned to Yang Qingyin, "King Ling, I'll talk too much and advise you: Stop it, this kind of thing cannot compete for the best. Let's retreat one after another, and then go to Duanliu City when it dawn. As long as Mu Xingqiu finds his memory, he will definitely...he will..."

Between saying good things and telling the truth, Yin Buchen was in a dilemma. He didn't know much about Qin Lingshuang, but his relationship these days made him understand that there must have been a very deep relationship between Mu Xingqiu and this female Taoist priest, and before Yang Qingyin. He really couldn't say who Mu Xingqiu would choose who he would have recovered his memory.

"There are often situations where two women work together and one husband among the demon clan..." Yin Buchen felt something was strange, but attributed the reason to Yang Qingyin, thinking that she wanted to make trouble.

Dozens of feathers transformed by magic flew out of the black phoenix, rushing towards Yin Buchen like a black storm. The monkeys immediately fell down. Yin Buchen reacted quickly and said loudly: "That's just desire, not love. How can you accommodate your heart when you have deep affection?"

The feathers disappeared, Yin Buchen was scared and sweated in a cold sweat, and whispered to the monkeys: "It is really not easy to maintain dignity. From now on, I will talk less, and disaster will come from my mouth..."

Yin Buchen closed his mouth, raised his hand and patted it twice, indicating that he would never speak again, but he could not bear it after just a short while, "Is this battle really necessary?"

"Of course it is necessary. Are you just watching the dog man and woman bullying the Spirit King?" Heihuang stood firmly on Yang Qingyin's side.

Yin Buchen ummed twice, didn't want to argue, and did not cast spells anymore, and decided to stay out of the matter, but would not leave, and he wanted to see the result.

A large group of spells flew from Duanliu City were exhausted. Before the next group arrived, Yang Qingyin could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Yin Buchen lowered his head and squeezed his eyes. The black phoenix spread his wings and said, "Spirit King, attack in. It's this time, and I'm still waiting..."

"Shut up." Yang Qingyin said sternly.

Yin Buchen laughed twice, and was swept by Yang Qingyin's eyes and dared not laugh anymore.

"You two will talk nonsense. This spell is very strange. Duanliu City is in danger." Yang Qingyin summoned out more magic weapons.

The black phoenix was startled and split several feathers.

Yin Buchen unconsciously showed a pleasing smile because he was afraid that his words would offend the Spirit King. "That's what I said just now, but to be honest, it seems that there are really no outsiders in Duanliu City."

"There are no outsiders, there are external spells." Yang Qingyin stared at Duanliu City, and another spell flew over. The speed was not very fast. As long as she didn't move, the spells seemed to be in a hurry to fight. "They wouldn't do such a thing."

Yin Buchen sighed, a little sympathetic to Yang Qingyin, "Mu Xingqiu lost her memory, and her whole person is different from before. Taoist Qin, I don't know what kind of personality she had in the past. Now she may..."

Yin Buchen pointed at the spells of chasing and playing with each other over Duanliu City, and felt that things were clearer.

"Qin Lingshuang practices orthodox Taoism, and the higher the realm, the more it will not change." Yang Qingyin was preparing spells, and the black phoenix flapped its wings into the sky, and was also ready.

"The Taoist priests in the world have almost changed. Even the grandmasters have abandoned their duties as Taoist priests. Will Taoist priest Qin be exceptions?" Yin Buchen said.

"If there is only one real Taoist priest left in the world, it will not be Zuo Liuying, it will definitely be Qin Lingshuang." Yang Qingyin took a step forward, "If there is only one person in the world who refuses to surrender to Kun Dun, it will not be you and me, it will definitely be Mu Xingqiu."

The black phoenix in the air casts a large ball of Taiyin fire and flies to Duanliu City. This is Yang Qingyin's strongest spell.

"They are in danger." Yang Qingyin still insisted on her opinion, thinking that the spells in Duanliu City were unreasonable.

Yin Buchen shrugged and called on the monkeys to prepare to cast spells. He also insisted on his opinion, thinking that the Spirit King was overreacting, but this time he decided to stand on the Spirit King's side.

The tenth magic was unsustainable and finally disappeared. Mu Xingqiu, who was in the ancestor's tower, reflected on himself with the tenth use of his original intention, hoping to find out who was right between Yang Qingyin and Yin Buchen.

The breeze blew, and Qin Lingshuang sent a reminder that she was going to send back 100,000 souls.

At the same time, Yang Qingyin's Taiyin Fire had broken through the blocked magic group and came to the sky above Duanliu City.

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