A mysterious voice appeared in Xiaoqiu's mind that he had never heard before. He held the dagger and looked around blankly, hoping to find the source of the sound from the outside world.

Fangfang was grabbed by Erliang and Ershuan, unable to take off her body, her face was covered with tears, "Listen to him, don't hurt yourself."

Erliang was stunned, "Who do you listen to?"

Ershuan showed horror on his face, "Fangfang, what did you hear?"

Xiao Qiu was more confused than everyone, because he knew very well that the voice came from his mind.

Fangfang heard many things: the majestic sound of ordering Xiaoqiu to put down the dagger, the hissing sound of the demon seed impatiently occupying Xiaoqiu's body, the rapid rotation of the inner alchemy was about to lose control, and the faint sound of thunder and lightning in the sky. Everything, although not very clear, was actually transmitted to her ears.

"Listen." Fangfang didn't understand why everyone was confused, "Someone is coming to save us."

The boys listened with their ears, their faces were first shocked, but soon turned into a sudden realization. They also heard many sounds that they could not hear normally, and even the sounds of earthworms crawling on the ground were vaguely transmitted, and then they became even more scared.

"We are all going to become monsters." Daliang's voice trembled, and it seemed that he would become a timid monster.

"The light flows thousands of miles away, and the demons scatter."

A thunderous sound came from the sky, and everyone heard it this time. The young men looked up and looked up. There were stars in the night sky without any change. The owner of the sound seemed to come from an extremely high and invisible place, and it seemed to be hiding beside everyone.

Xiaoqiu felt something strange. The blue flowers in his hand were trembling. A powerful anger accompanied by unstoppable fear, spreading from the stems of the flower into Xiaoqiu's body like slurry, and soon spread throughout his body. This emotion that did not belong to him gave him an order.

Xiaoqiu couldn't help but open his mouth, and the inner elixir in his chest was still rotating rapidly, but the already small range of motion is now smaller, and he gradually moves upwards, ready to escape from his temporary residence.

Xiaoqiu held back a lot of energy to fight against the external emotions and the upward inner alchemy, but his power was too small and had little effect on the situation.

"Immortal, where are you? Come out quickly." Ershuan shouted loudly. In his opinion, the person who can make thunderous sounds must be a god.

"God!" the teenagers shouted in unison.

What came to the sound was not the gods, but a white light.

A very thin white light, if Fangfang hadn't observed it carefully, almost no one would have seen it. This light shot from the sky in the southeast, passed through the treetops, and fell on the blue flower.

Most of the blue flowers have withered, revealing dark spots. They do not care about the boy's resistance at all. They are concentrating on attacking the inner alchemy, but they cannot help but react to the white light.

The blue flowers bloomed suddenly again, and the faint light also surged more than a meter high. It swayed violently above the roots, fighting desperately with the white light falling from the sky.

Xiaoqiu's body was shrouded in blue light, and his whole body was swaying.

The white light was like a spear that had just been taken out of the stove, piercing deep into the blue light, avoiding Xiaoqiu, approaching the flower core, and arousing a mass of mist like smoke and mist.

The blue light swayed even more violently, but the faint light emitted was weakening little by little.

"The demon seed is almost out of reach." Erliang shouted excitedly. They had already admitted the judgment of the young officer Xin Youtao that this blue flower was the demon seed.

"Xiaoqiu...it seems to be almost out of reach." Ershuan said.

As the faint light weakened, Xiaoqiu's head appeared and his face turned pale like paper. He was like a small boat floating above the waves, swaying left and right with the blue flowers.

"Immortal, you should hurry up!" Erliang raised his head and shouted to the direction of the source of the white light.

Fangfang closed her eyes and prayed in a low voice, "He said he was coming and it was coming soon. Xiaoqiu, you have to hold on."

Although everyone could hear some subtle sounds, Fangfang's ability was stronger and she was always the first to hear the voice of the White Light Master. After she finished speaking, the other teenagers heard the same content one after another.

Only Xiaoqiu couldn't hear it. He was almost completely controlled by the external emotions. Even though his internal organs were about to break, he continued to swing with the blue flowers. The inner elixir had already reached his throat, and he was about to vomit for the last time and he would leave him.

Just as all his will was about to be lost, Xiaoqiu regained his left arm, without any plans or other ideas, Xiaoqiu held the dagger and cut the flower stems.

This should have been the trick that the teenagers should have used from the beginning, but they were confused by Lanhua before and never thought of hurting Lanhua itself. When Xiaoqiu was controlled, all the thoughts of hurting Lanhua would be dispelled as soon as they emerged.

The only chance is that at this moment, the blue flower is increasingly at a disadvantage in the struggle with the white light. At the same time, it is about to obtain the long-awaited inner alchemy. The two add up together, the blue flower is careless.

In its opinion, the temporary master of the inner alchemy was just an extremely small human, with a negligible power. Xiaoqiu's will suddenly become stronger, making it unable to defend.

Xiaoqiu's stubbornness saved him. His father Lao Qiu didn't like his personality. He once interrupted countless stick whips for this. Fangfang's father, Mr. Qin, also strictly prohibited Xiaoqiu from entering the school for half a step. Mr. Shen, the leading figure in the town, disliked him even more, and even hinted that he didn't want Xiaoqiu to herd the Shen family's horses.

But Xiaoqiu just couldn't change it. He refused to bow his head easily, and he was even more reluctant to admit defeat. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would never give up.

In just a moment, the blue flower was cut off by the dagger, and the faint light suddenly disappeared, and the white light pierced the flower core, making a loud bang.

Xiaoqiu was like an arrow from a string, flying into the sky. The young men were all shocked and sat down on the ground in fear, looking up at her, looking for Xiaoqiu in the dark night.

After a moment, the blue flower fell from the sky alone, without any sign of withering, intact, and its petals opened angrily, as if the whole world was under its control.

"It's so beautiful." Ershuan exclaimed sincerely.

The moment the blue flowers touched the ground, the color changed from blue to black, and the breeze blew, turning into a cloud of smoke, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Where has Brother Xiaoqiu been?" Erliang asked in the starry sky.

"Look." Fangfang pointed in one direction.

A star in the night sky suddenly became extremely bright, and then became larger and bigger, hitting straight towards the ground. The teenagers fled in all directions and gave up their place.

The starlight fell to the ground, revealing a tall human figure. He let go of his hand, Xiaoqiu flew towards his friends, and Erliang reached out to support him.

This was a strange experience, but Xiaoqiu did not feel any special. He didn't even know that he had flew into the sky, but felt his body light, and then he bumped into Erliang's arms. Looking back, he saw a strange Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest's outfit is almost exactly the same as that of the Five Elements Mage Li Yuechi. He has a tall bun on his head, a long hairpin, wearing a blue double-breasted robe, slightly longer, and the hem is straight to his feet, but he is not carrying a magic sword behind him, and he is holding a bell that is beyond imagination in his left hand.

The bell is not copper or iron, but a small ball of fire, taking the shape of a bell, but the fire seems to have no heat, and at least the Taoist priest does not feel it burns at all.

The white light came from this strange bell. Under the gaze of the young men, the white light gradually disappeared, and finally the fire-like bell disappeared.

The teenagers forgot the danger they had just experienced and stared at the Taoist priest blankly.

The Taoist priest had thick eyebrows, a square face and a stubborn nose. A handful of beard drooped on his chest, and a soft light was shrouded from head to toe.

"Are you a god?" Xiaoqiu asked with a little expectation and respect.

The Taoist priest shook his head, and then the soft light on his body disappeared. He was still upright and majestic, but no longer had the glory of a god.

The Taoist priest looked at Grandma Feng's house and sighed a very slight sigh.

"Do you recognize Grandma Feng?" Fangfang asked timidly.

The Taoist priest nodded. Two days ago, he was talking to Grandma Feng here. The two had a small dispute over whether to interfere with the life and death of mortals. No one convinced each other. He still insisted on his original view: the building will collapse, and the most important thing is to keep the foundation, not to care about the survival of the ants.

But this time, the ant crawled on his arm to take refuge, and the Taoist priest hesitated a little.

He walked to the place where the blue flowers grew, where only a few inches of flower stems were left, which were still blue, but no faint light shone out.

He stretched out his palm and raised it flat above the blue flower stem. He rushed down his palm. He did not see any spells. The flower stem gradually rose, bringing out the roots in the soil.

The roots are very long and the more they go down, the larger the soil is, the seven or eight feet apart, and the last huge root block breaks out of the ground.

The teenagers screamed. What they saw was not ordinary roots, but a living creature that was six or seven feet long, like a stripped beast, with blood-stained bodies covered with mud. It was not dead and was struggling gently, as if it didn't like being pulled out.

The roots of the blue flower grow on its back and absorb its essence and blood.

"Look, what did the demon seed turn it into?" The Taoist priest spoke, which was the majestic voice that the young men had heard before. "It used to be a great demon in the north, with high magic power and commanded countless little demons, but now it is willing to sacrifice itself for the demon seed, and life is worse than death."

As soon as the word "death" was released, the Taoist priest raised his hand and clasped it into a fist. The big monster below let out a vague scream, and it fell to the ground and never moved again. The only blue flower stems and roots left turned into ashes and dissipated with the wind.

"Is the demon species completely dead?" Daliang's voice trembled, and he had a very bad premonition.

The Taoist priest raised his right, as if talking to another person in the distance, "Why are the demon species called 'seed'? Because it is like a seed, as long as it has a slightest retention, it will be patiently dormant, slowly take root and sprout, blossom and bear fruit, and finally it will be completely controlled by the invaders. The demon species you encounter can produce form and turn into blue, which means it is a rare demon king. Unfortunately-" The Taoist priest paused. There was nothing really regretting in this world that made him regret, "You all have to die."
Chapter completed!