The fire of Taiyin rushed into Duanliu City, with great momentum but no murderous intention. It stopped above the city wall like a huge red pupil, observing the situation in the city.

Hundreds of thousands of souls left the Great Light Mirror, and were invisible to the naked eye. The spell that escorted them appeared as a faint purple mist. Mu Xingqiu's spell was always spared to welcome him and turned into a paper bird to protect him nearby.

Eight drops of water drops and eight groups of fire have stopped chasing each other, guarding the periphery, waiting to destroy the Kun Chaos spell drawn from the soul.

"There are external spells." Mu Xingqiu canceled a drop of water and turned it into a sacred way to speak to Qin Lingshuang.

Qin Lingshuang would not know that he had cast the tenth spell, so Mu Xingqiu pretended not to recognize this ball of Taiyin Fire, let alone the caster in the distance.

"Don't worry about it, deal with Kun Dun's spell first." A ball of fire also turned into a magic trick of divine travel.

"Okay." Mu Xingqiu decided to wait and see. At this time, he was more inclined to believe Yang Qingyin's statement: Everything that happened before was indeed a bit strange. It seemed that he and Qin Lingshuang had really changed a little. This change was extremely clever and concealed, and it seemed that it was not contrary to his nature. If you think about it carefully, there was something wrong.

Mu Xingqiu will never forget that Kun Dun once forced him to some incoherent memories, which are all related to Qin Lingshuang.

"I use the soul technique to imitate Kun Chaos spell casting. The last spell guard in the Great Light Mirror will come out soon. You will be responsible for annihilation later. I will block the back path."

"Okay." Mu Xingqiu was puzzled by how Qin Lingshuang imitated Kun Dun's spell casting, but did not ask.

Time passed little by little, and the Taiyin fire that Yang Qingyin had been making has not moved for a long time. Perhaps it was because he noticed that Mu and Qin were using serious spells at this time, rather than playing.

"Here you come." Qin Lingshuang issued a warning, and the magic of wandering turned into a fire again.

Mu Xingqiu's water droplets also increased to eight drops, plus a paper bird, there were nine magics in total. To outsiders, he had tried his best, but in fact the tenth had been quietly issued. He stopped beside him, just like Yang Qingyin's Taiyin Fire, observing the situation in the city, one was in the light and the other was in the dark.

Kun Dun's spells are invisible and have received the order from the "master", and they must execute them, walk out of the hidden magic forest and leave the Great Light Mirror. Once they look through their heads, they know that they have been fooled.

The spells have no consciousness, and naturally there is no distinction between true and false, but they abide by some of the most basic rules. Qin Lingshuang imitated Kun Dun's thoughts, but could not provide Kun Dun's magic power. Once the last Kun Dun magic in the Great Light Mirror could not detect the master's magic power, they would immediately return to the magic weapon.

But its retreat was gone. On the sunset lake, a ball of fire hits two mirrors. They shine at the same time, rising into the sky, hundreds of feet high. The entire Duanliu City and the ground hundreds of miles away were trembling, and the ice in the rivers and lakes instantly appeared a large number of cracks.

Yin Buchen was shocked, and the monkeys were even more panicked, running around like headless flies. They usually like to drill underground, but now the ground is trembling, and there is no way out. I don’t know which monkey got up first and jumped on Yin Buchen’s shoulders. The monkeys in other places imitated them, but they couldn’t jump up and climbed up. In an instant, more than forty monkeys were stacked together again, like a shaking flagpole.

Yang Qingyin remained silent, the black phoenix in the sky was not panicked, and the fire of the moon was still there in the distance, Yin Buchen felt a little relieved. He felt that his dignity could be held on for a while.

Kunchun's spell was blocked outside the Great Light Mirror. For it, there was only one choice, that is, to defeat all the roadblockers and return to the magic weapon.

This is not an offensive spell. Its duty is to leave the mark of Kun Chaos in the treasure and prevent others from using the most core power of the Great Light Mirror. It has always done a very good job. No matter how high Qin Lingshuang's realm is, he can only use the Great Light Mirror as a high-grade magic weapon, and he will not be able to exert its full potential.

The second flame rushed towards the large mirror of light, and the light was rising into the sky, and the earth was shaking and ice cracking.

Qin Lingshuang's two defenses were connected in front and back, and it took a very short time. Mu Xingqiu's eight drops of water came at the same time, surrounding Kun Dun's mark.

The mark can no longer remain invisible, it must actively protect itself.

A strong wind almost rose against the two mirrors. Although it was wind, it was as heavy as a mountain, crushing a large area of ​​lake ice in an instant, and only two mirrors remained motionless.

Eight drops of water kept splitting, turning into countless broken ice, tightly wrapped in the strong wind. Looking from a distance, this was an ice whirlwind, as high as three or four hundred feet, shaking, under the illumination of the starlight, it was like a giant dragon rising from the ground.

Tens of miles away, Yin Buchen opened his eyes wide, and a string of monkeys on his shoulders shook with the ice whirlwind, but they were much smaller.

The mark was not destroyed, and it rushed around Xizhao Lake with two mirrors, while Mu Xingqiu's broken ice tried to push it away. When it was really dangerous, Qin Lingshuang split a ball of light and returned to the big light mirror, blocking the retreat path tightly.

Kun Dun injected several spells into all the treasures. The mark was definitely not the strongest, but the most stubborn guard. It was not so difficult for Mu Xingqiu to remove other types of spells from the ancestor tower before.

Qin Lingshuang recalled six balls of fire, leaving only two balls surrounding the big light mirror. The momentum of Kun Chaos Seal finally weakened, and the broken ice turned into eight drops of water was slowly pushed away, getting further and further away from the two mirrors.

This move will lead the snake out of the cave and will be successful, and the Great Light Mirror will become the first treasure that is completely uncontrollable by Kun Dun.

Mu Xingqiu breathed a little relieved, and the confusion that had already existed in his heart arose again: Why did Kun Duan let the treasure fall outside? He would never be ignorant of what happened in Duanliu City, so why didn't he do something to grab the Great Light Mirror?

Mu Xingqiu had no idea how to explain such a strange thing, and soon he had no time to think about it.

He and Qin Lingshuang each used a magic spell to protect 100,000 souls. One was purple mist and the other was a talisman paper bird. The mission was to send the soul back to the ancestor's tower. The soul that left the body was very fragile, so the speed of travel was not fast. The battle on Xizhao Lake had been going on for a while, and the paper bird and mist had just entered the city.

The mark has no thinking, but has tactics. When it finds that the retreat is gone, it becomes violent and no longer tries to rush towards the big mirror of light, but changes direction and rushes towards the 100,000 souls in the city.

Mu Xingqiu's spells kept pushing the mark away from the Great Light Mirror, and at this time it became a helping force. The ice whirlwind was like a wild horse, leaving a long gully on the lake surface. The frozen city wall was like a paper-paste, unable to stop the powerful spell, and a gap was hit in the blink of an eye.

Mu Xingqiu hurriedly adjusted his spell and crushed the whirlwind toward the ground.

The mark stopped, stretched out dozens of branches, grabbing at the slowly moving hundred thousand souls.

The paper bird came up and turned over and turned into a light golden dragon, blocking the branch of the mark. The dragon looked so real. Yin Buchen outside the city even exclaimed, and then he remembered that there were no real dragons in the world, only strange beasts such as the Jiaolong Demon Clan of the South China Sea and the Black Dragon of the Yashan.

The battle became more intense. Although the Imprint Tornado was getting shorter and shorter, it did not admit defeat. There were more and more branches extending out. Mu Xingqiu's eight drops of water and a golden dragon felt that it was not enough.

His tenth magic power is too weak and has no meaning to participate in the battle.

Qin Lingshuang's purple mist escorted the soul and could not be cloned. The remaining two balls of firelight joined the battle, so the whirlwind added another layer of fire clothes outside the ice armor. The two did not interfere with each other and cooperated very well.

The closer it is to perish, the more intense the Imprint whirlwind resists. Even if it has been compressed to less than fifty feet, Mu Xingqiu dared not be careless and casts spells with all his strength.

The six balls of fire from the left-behind mirror rushed out five balls, the fire clothes became more powerful, and the mark was finally suppressed and the branches were taken back. Although there were still ups and downs, they were like bubble mud, with little power left.

Mu Xingqiu's tenth magic parade was parading outside the city, observing silently. What he cared about was not the Taiyin Fire on the city wall, but the spells he had fought with Yang Qingyin before. They emerged from Duanliu City, not his magic, nor did they seem to be related to Qin Lingshuang. In short, the origin was unknown, but disappeared without a trace.

Under the suppression of the two forces of ice and water, the Imprint whirlwind slowly heads to the end, and occasionally resists, as weak as a stranded fish.

Qin Lingshuang split a ball of fire, turned into a breeze, and said loudly: "Mu Xingqiu, let me introduce it to you. This is Yang Qingyin and Mu Dong'er's mother."

Yang Qingyin had already arrived and was floating behind the Taiyin Fire. The black phoenix circled more than ten feet above his head.

Mu Xingqiu didn't say anything because he didn't know what to say.

"It was you who asked Yin Buchen to invite her." Qin Lingshuang's voice continued to sound in the wind, "Stop escaping, Mu Xingqiu, it's time for you to make a choice."

"Choose?" Yang Qingyin spoke in a cold tone and alert, "Qin Lingshuang, when have you and me fallen into the situation of being chosen by others? This is not the you in my memory."

"Everyone is choosing, Yang Qingyin, so are you and me. Didn't you choose to come here?"

"My choice is to come and save people. You two would better check out their Niwan Palace, I'm afraid they have been captured."

"Don't you believe me and think my change is too sudden? That's because you have never practiced in a place of nothingness. After Kun Dun left the Demon-Bao Cave, it still changed, let alone me? Yang Qingyin, it's meaningless to sacrifice everything in the world I defend. This time, the world has nothing to do with me, I only care about one person."

Mu Xingqiu's tenth magic came to Xizhao Lake again. This time it was not blocked and he was able to enter a mirror smoothly. Qin Lingshuang was sitting on the bed, holding the furnace in his hand, talking freely, which was different from Mu Xingqiu's impression.

Her voice suddenly became gentle, "Xiaoqiu, you have made a choice long ago, admit it."

Mu Xingqiu still didn't speak, and the tenth magic left the room and entered another mirror.

There is also a Qin Lingshuang here, with exactly the same appearance, but the one holding the instant table in her hand, her face was pale, her eyes were closed, and her eyelashes moved slightly, and she obviously endured great pain.

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