Mu Donger was unexpectedly defeated when he gained the upper hand.

He summoned more and more black dragons, occupying most of the sky. Yi Shijun's red snake retreated near the Siming tripod, as if only the power of parry was left. Just when everyone thought Mu Dong'er was about to win and Yin Buchen even began to plan how to humiliate Yi Shijun, Mu Dong'er suddenly screamed and couldn't help but rise dozens of feet high. His body was stretched several times, and he was bent like a spell. He didn't look like a dragon, but like a four-legged shrimp, and he didn't struggle, as if he fainted.

Everyone was both frightened and surprised, and they all looked at Yin Buchen and waited for him to explain.

"This... Yi Shijun... must have made a trick." Yin Buchen said affirmatively.

This explanation is no different. A group of children in the building jumped out to save Mu Dong'er, but Zhibao's power was too strong and they could not resist it. They could only circle around the Zhenqi Tower, and their bodies were stretched longer and longer.

"Save people first!" Xiao Qingtao shouted loudly on the city wall, looking at the Patriarch Tower opposite, but did not see Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin.

Feifei pinched the trick with his left hand and pointed his right hand at the sky. Xuanwu Mie Shi flew over with dark clouds. The scattered cultivator Ouyang Le stamped his feet and summoned the real black dragon to prepare to join the battle group.

Yi Shijun's voice rang out at this moment, proud and merciless, "Everyone, I'm willing to accept the loss. This is the battle between me and Mu Dong'er. If he loses, I won. Hand over the Qiqi Tower and everything will be done. If anyone is meddling in other people's business, I'm not polite."

Feifei and Ouyang Luo stopped their respective strange beasts, and like other companions, they looked up at the ancestor's tower.

Mu Xingqiu appeared at the window on the seventh floor and said aloud: "Yi Shijun, you won, stop."

"Hehe, don't worry, I believe you are a person who is loyal to you, but you should also understand my temper: hand over the Zhenqi Building first, and you will naturally give you a complete son."

"Zhenqi Tower can't be given to you."

"What? Mu Xingqiu. You are so cruel that you don't even care about your own son's life? I knew that after the torture of the Demon-Pulling Cave, anyone would have to change. You are no exception..."

Mu Xingqiu had already experienced Yi Shijun's nagging many times, so he interrupted him directly, "I'll give you the sword washing pool."

Yi Shijun was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "Father and son are in deep love. Haha, Mu Xingqiu, you can't become a Taoist priest until you die. Okay, I didn't say that I had to ask for any treasure before the battle. The sword washing pool is also good, take it out."

Mu Xingqiu summoned the sword washing pond and threw it into the air. The treasure was not transformed or circled, and flew directly to the Siming tripod in the south city. Mu Xingqiu was so straightforward. Everyone present was surprised. Yi Shijun obviously did not expect it. He waited for a while and said, "It's indeed Mu Xingqiu, it's refreshing. Mu Dong'er returned it to you. Can we have the next battle? The bet is two treasures."

Mu Dong'er fell back to the roof, and as soon as she touched the ground, she shouted, "Yi Shijun, you are cheating, let's compete again!"

"Little guy. I haven't tried to kill you for your father's sake. Are you still not convinced?"

"Of course I'm not convinced. You didn't defeat me with your real ability. You tampered with me and put something in my Niwan Palace." Mu Dong'er shook her head vigorously, with an angry face, but still couldn't get out the things in her mind.

"Haha, little guy, do you think I followed you with you for months just for fun? Learn from your father. I am willing to accept the loss and don't push the reason to the opponent. Even if I'm 'playing', I can still kill you. So what if you don't accept it?"

Mu Donger was furious and raised her right arm. Many black dragons that had not dispersed in the air gathered together and had to launch another attack.

"Dong'er, stop." Mu Xingqiu said.

"No, I have to defeat this old monster today!" Mu Dong'er got angry and couldn't listen to her father's words at all.

Yang Qingyin was about to speak, but Mu Xingqiu raised her hand and signaled that she didn't need it.

The black dragon in the sky gathered into a large cloud of dark clouds. Mu Dong'er was about to cast it when he suddenly became black again in front of him, and he couldn't help but fly towards him. When he opened his eyes again, he had already reached the top of the ancestor's tower, and next to him was the black phoenix, who often stood here.

"Hey, what's going on? Father, why can you control me?" Mu Dong'er slapped her head hard, knowing that the problem lies with the thing in Niwan Palace.

Yi Shijun's voice came, "Excellent, Mu Xingqiu, you not only see through my spells, but also manipulate them. I am more and more looking forward to our fighting method."

"The battle will be done soon, but you have to wait a while." Before teaching the old demon a lesson, Mu Xingqiu had to teach his son a lesson first, and raised his voice and said, "Mu Dong'er, have you been guarding against Yi Shijun? How could one of his soul enter the Niwan Palace?"

"Soul? The old guy left a soul in my Niwan Palace? I was so angry!" Mu Dong'er was about to fight again, but his eyes were still dark. He sat on the top of the tower and said angrily: "Who is controlling me this time?"

"Is there a difference? No matter who is controlling it, you are powerless to resist." Mu Xingqiu's voice began to become stern. Yang Qingyin stood beside him, and for some reason he always wanted to laugh, so he had to turn around and not want others to see it.

Mu Dong'er was still not convinced and tried to cast the spell again, and protected the Niwan Palace first, "You two are not as powerful as me, so I don't believe it..."

This time, it was not a dark look in front of me, but a group of colorful stars appeared. Mu Dong'er felt like she was in the clouds and was foggy. After a while, she woke up and finally became a little scared, "Father, save me. I don't like Yi Shijun's soul. I will never be careless again."

"Do you think you're invincible?"

"If it's just based on strength..."

"Yi Shijun is a demon of all souls. He can use souls as a means of casting spells. This is strength; Santian is the fundamental source of the cultivator, but you can't even defend the Niwan Palace. What is the 'strength'?"

Mu Dong'er blushed and was scolded by her father in front of so many familiar faces. This was the first time he felt embarrassed, but he didn't dare to refute it, muttering: "Okay, you don't count your strength, that doesn't count."

"To remove the soul of Yi Shijun, start with your thoughts." Mu Xingqiu relaxed his tone a little.

"The most boring thing in the imagination... Okay, I'll listen to you too." Mu Dong'er sat cross-legged on the top of the tower, trying to enter the state of the imagination. The black phoenix blocked his wings in front of him and created a small closed practice room.

Yi Shijun smiled and said, "I can't tell you are quite good at swearing, but you want to use your life to remove my soul. Do you really underestimate me too much?"

"I dare not, Guan'er just lets Dong'er calm down and remove the dryness in her heart first. As for the soul in Niwan Palace, she still has to rely on Laojun's demon soul bead."

The Demon Soul Pearl is a magic weapon refined by Yi Shijun with his seven souls. The fire of refining weapons is the Taoist fire that was stopped in the country back then. It is the only one in the world. Although it is not as good as the Taoist treasure, it has its own uniqueness.

"Well, your reaction is as fast as before. It's useless to say more. Let's continue fighting. Let's take two treasures each. I won't pick them, either of them will do."

"Okay, this is a battle, but it's not me who fights you."

Yi Shijun laughed loudly, and his voice blew away the dark clouds in the air. "It turns out that it is father and son. I am more arrogant than my son. Who do you want to fight with me? Qin Lingshuang or Zuo Liuying?"

"They won't fight for me for this little thing, and you won't dare to take it even if they agree."

"Hehe, don't follow me to provoke me. You have used this trick several times in Zhibubang. Tell me quickly who do you want to fight with me? Yang Qingyin? Feifei? Or which strange beast you secretly hide?"

Mu Xingqiu glanced over and nodded to Feifei, without assigning him to fight, "Where is Yin Buchen?"

Yin Buchen has been standing on the side of the Ancestor Tower, looking for anyone else to fight on behalf of Mu Xingqiu. When he heard his name, he didn't expect it to be himself. He walked forward a few steps in a daze and said, "I'm here."

"You can fight for me."

Yin Bu was stunned. The humans and demons around the Ancestor Tower were stunned. Then the unstoppable laughter of Yi Shijun sounded, "Yin Buchen? You choose that waste of Yin Buchen? Mu Xingqiu, why don't you give me the treasure directly, it's a favor. Yin Buchen? Haha..."

Yin Buchen was shy and angry, but he was not so angry that he dared to force himself, and kept shaking his head and waved his hand at Mu Xingqiu, "I can't, really can't. I don't have much magic power left... Mu Xingqiu, Dao Zun, I know you're kidding. Yi Shijun has already laughed. You'd better go to fight by yourself. You are the only one who is Yi Shijun's opponent."

"Traitor of the Demon Clan! How could Mu Xingqiu be my opponent? When did you see Laojun and I fight a battle of no confidence?"

Yi Shijun scolded him loudly, Yin Buchen's body was shorter and was held up by a group of monkeys behind him.

"Yin Buchen, do you think I'll joke at this time?" Mu Xingqiu said seriously, pointing to the Siming Ding in the south, "You want to restore the identity of the son of the Dragon King, gain the recognition of the sirens, and treat the strong people in the world equally. There is only one way to go. On this road, you will sooner or later pass the level of Yi Shijun."

"That... it's better to be late than early?" Since Yin Buchen's oath, this has been the most shaken moment of his will. Flattery, begging, rolling and cheating are like a comforting nest that shelters from the wind and rain. He waves to him and warmly invites him to return to his former residence.

If it weren't for the monkeys surrounding him, he might have really kneeled down.

"It's better to be early than late, it's better to be a coincidence. Today is a good time. If you believe me, then go to fight for me. If you believe Yi Shijun, then step down and stop mentioning your ideals."

Yin Buchen was speechless, and Yi Shijun's voice came from the air, "Little slap, make a decision quickly, don't waste Laojun's time."

"Do you die, anyway, the whole world may not exist after the seventh day of the seventh month." Yin Buchen was completely angry by the voice of "little slave". "Mu Xingqiu, I will fight for you!"

Lao Chi took the lead in applauding, and other humans and demons nodded to show admiration. Yin Bushen felt proud, but instead felt like a "dead soldier" in the army. His only responsibility was to arouse fighting spirit by sending death.

"Mu Xingqiu, you have to give me one or two magic weapons, right?" Yin Buchen only had this hope left in his heart.

"I'll give you a talisman," said Mu Xingqiu.

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