The flames of Jinghu Village illuminated half of the sky. It was not an ordinary flame, but a rare demon fire. It seemed that thousands of firebirds gathered together and rushed to soar upwards. Occasionally, firebirds flew out of the group and immediately looked for the most flammable items to swallow them wildly. In a blink of an eye, it expanded into another fire.

The demon fire surrounded the Old Ancestor Peak, dried the river and several ponds at the foot of the mountain, and climbed up steadily, as if a group of new disciples of Pang Shan who were practicing the art of defiance of the sky. Similarly, they stopped at the eighth thousand steps, but they refused to admit defeat, and roared with their teeth and claws, attacking the clouds surrounding the mountain.

The situation was critical, but the head of the precepts department on the top of the mountain finally breathed a sigh of relief. Baiyan disappeared, and the Taiyuan was temporarily safe. He could finally free up his hands to launch an attack.

Yang Xi jumped to the skull's neck, sat upright on it, pressed the skull with his left hand, and pinched the magic trick with his right hand.

The skeleton slightly changed direction, facing the lacquer in the air, sprayed a stream of fire from the left eye, and a stream of water from the right eye. The two strands were entangled together to form a half-white and half-red Yin-Yang dragon, and pounced on the wolf demon like a black dragon at an extremely fast speed.

Three or four hundred Taoist priests of Pangshan cheered in unison. After experiencing the humiliation of being weakened by Baiyan's spell, they felt a sense of pride. Yang Xi is a Taoist priest at the seventh level of Xingluo. He is only one step away from the realm of the God of Betting. His magic power is strong. With the help of the best magic weapon of the Ancestor Peak, he can fight against the giant demon.

Yang Qingyin flew into the air with his sword and said loudly: "The wolf demon swallowed our people."

"That's his own choice." Yang Xi was selfless and was not polite to his relatives. "He should know the result of challenging the giant demon."

"If it weren't for Mu Xingqiu, the wolf demon wouldn't have left the top of the mountain, and Bai Yan wouldn't have been destroyed!" Yang Qingyin was angry and his voice became sharp.

"Hmph." At least in Yang Xi's opinion, this is an indescribable thing. The wolf demon may have been attracted by the brown deer. He couldn't think of a reason. The demon clan was still ruthless to his companions. Not to mention the ordinary animals who lost the demon pill. It might have just used up all the demon power and had to retreat.

The most important task at the moment is not to save a breath-taking Taoist priest, but to kill the wolf demon as soon as possible and restore contact with other Taoist priests.

Yang Qingyin was helpless and could only watch the Yin-Yang dragon and the wolf demon fighting each other, biting each other, rising alternately in order to occupy a favorable position, getting higher and higher, and the dragon head and wolf head were almost invisible.

The battle didn't last long, and the wolf demon either used all his strength or stayed unintentionally after destroying the instant platform. His long body swayed violently, forcing the Yin-Yang Dragon to escape to the north.

Yang Xi sat on the skull head, muttering something in her mouth, controlling the Yin-Yang giant dragon chasing her.

The wolf demon was unable to completely get rid of the enemy. The Yin-Yang dragon passed through the middle of the wolf demon's body, breaking it into two pieces, and connecting it to the ends of the air to form a perfect circle. The water and fire separated and disappeared with a bang.

The wolf demon let out a painful roar and his two pieces of body fell towards the mountain.

"Look, Mu Xingqiu is not dead yet!" Yang Qingyin shouted in surprise.

A small human form fell out of the wolf demon's body. It was arbitrary to say that he was not dead. He followed the wolf demon's body and kept falling down and had no ability to control himself.

Several Taoist priests and Yang Qingyin flew up together, trying to catch the disciples of their fellow disciples who were unknown.

They were all one step late. Yang Xi snorted softly, looking down on the panic of the lower Taoist priests. Among them, he could see clearly the falling Taoist priest. He raised his left arm and popped out his index finger.

When the wolf swallowed it, Mu Xingqiu felt like a bucket of cold water was poured down, endlessly, and he kept resisting for a while, his whole body became stiff, and only his mind was still a little clear.

He knew that he was in danger. At this time, Qi Wushang had a demonic power dozens of times that of that year. He did not kill him immediately for some reason. But if this continues, he will either be frozen to death or become a prisoner. No matter which ending, it is not what he wants.

"Brother Xiaoqiu!" A distant voice came vaguely, and Mu Xingqiu's consciousness gradually disappeared suddenly became clear. It was the bald voice. He was not afraid of the cold, and he remained alive even in the body of the wolf demon.

Mu Xingqiu still could not completely control his body or cast spells, but his feelings recovered. The brown deer on his shoulder disappeared, and the wolf demon's body kept shaking. He tried hard to open his eyes and swam towards a light in the distance. The bald man pushed his back behind him, adding some strength to him.

The black abyss seemed to be endless. Mu Xingqiu's body was stiff, and more than half of his forward strength came from the bald man behind him. He still insisted and had no idea of ​​giving up.

The abyss shook even more violently, and suddenly the light shone in front of him. Mu Xingqiu tried his best to rush out of the wolf demon's body. Then he began to fall, and the inner elixir was still stagnant and could not cast spells.

A glimmer of light came, and Mu Xingqiu suddenly realized that he could move and cast spells. Then an extremely powerful force dragged him toward the skeleton tower man on the top of the mountain. He threw out a whip at the last moment, wrapped himself in the bald bun, and took him back together.

Mu Xingqiu turned over and stood firmly on the magic sword. He did not respond to the cheers of his friends, but said to Yang Xi on the top of the skull: "Qi Wushang is not dead." He had a clear experience in the wolf demon's body. Although Qi Wushang shook violently, there was no feeling of pain in it, and it seemed to be getting rid of some kind of burden.

Before Yang Xi could speak, the wolf demon in the distance had already taken off to the sky again and returned to the form of a wolf. In his empty left eye socket, there was a brown deer transformed by the demon queen.

"Pangshan is about to die." Qi Wushang looked down at the Taoist priests on the mountain, "Escape, while you still have time."

Without orders, hundreds of spells shot at the shameless wolf demon at the same time. The wolf demon who chose to escape was the wolf demon. Qi Wushang turned around and flew north to face the giants that were getting closer and closer.

More than a dozen Taoist priests have already taken off the air, and they are all stopped by Yang Xi, "Don't chase the enemy, the demon clan will soon launch a new round of attacks, we must be prepared to fight."

Yang Xi quickly issued an order, dispatched people to check the instant table, extinguished the demon fires in the hillside and Jinghu Village, and informed the scattered disciples from all over the place to try to evacuate to the south as much as possible - most of them are disciples without the Dan, so it would be better to stay away from the battle of Taoist demons.

Yang Xi checked it out and said that it was not considered a disciple of the banned secret science. There were more than 370 Taoist priests under his command, most of whom were low-level Taoist priests at the breathing level, with only a dozen Taoist priests from the Yanshen and three Taoist priests who swallowed the smoke. As the main force in the devil eradication, the Five Elements Science and Technology Major went to Luanjing Mountain and Wangshan, leaving only more than 30 people.

"The demon clan will attack soon." Yang Xi's voice rang throughout the Ancestor Peak. "Since the demise of the demon clan, the Daotong has never failed in the war with the demon clan, and has never retreated. The Daohuo will not be extinguished, and Pangshan will not fall. Today, all of you are demon-eliminating mages, and you will leave your name in the Daotong. Prepare for battle! Don't show mercy when you make a move, unless you have my order, everyone will not leave the Forbidden Secret Tower!"

The Taoist priests agreed with a sigh, and the Skeleton Tower man walked to the top of the peak and stood next to the damaged instant platform, facing the north.

Mu Xingqiu fell into the tower, nodded to Yang Qingyin and others, suddenly remembered something and flew up again.

"He died sooner or later." Yang Qingyin said helplessly and did not go out with him.

"Say some auspicious words." Xiao Qingtao said timidly.

"We are Taoist priests, what auspicious words do we want?" Yang Qingyin looked at the group of people who were familiar with each other and not familiar with each other, "Death is not the end. If the Taoist fire is not extinguished, the Taoist priest will not completely disappear. As long as the inner alchemy is still there, we are part of the Taoist priests and will never die!"

The young Taoist priests nodded nervously, they understood the meaning of "everlasting life". It was another state of existence, closer to death than life, they were still scared, but no longer thought of hiding.

Mu Xingqiu flew to the top of the skull. Before the first Yang Xi got angry, he said, "There are Taoists in Siguo Cliff, and they cannot hear the order of the incense burner."

"They were punished to think about their mistakes, and they were very safe. There was no need to retreat." Yang Xi was not angry, but his voice was very harsh.

Mu Xingqiu looked back at the behemoth who could already tell the number of behemoths, "They can participate in the battle."

Yang Xi was silent for a moment. There were more than a dozen Taoist priests in Siguo Cliff, most of whom were in the realm of feasting and swallowing smoke. For the current Pang Shan, it was indeed a powerful support force.

"You go and summon them, but make it clear that this is not release. You still have to go back to the cave and think about your mistakes after the war. I will tell the Grandmaster what they are doing today."

"Yes." As soon as Mu Xingqiu finished speaking, a copper seal suddenly appeared in his hand. He knew that this was a magic weapon to unlock the ban cave. He nodded to Yang Xi and immediately flew to the northwest. There was the location of Sigu Cliff, the back mountain.

The bald man was still on Mu Xingqiu's shoulders. He had made up his mind to never leave a step before the battle ended. Three strands of hair were around his armpits and wrapped tightly around his shoulders. Mu Xingqiu had long been used to it and didn't care.

He flew over Jinghu Village and saw that the demon fire had been extinguished, but the entire village was burned clean, with dark smoke floating above it. I don’t know how many people escaped, and I don’t know how many people were buried in the sea of ​​fire.

Even if you successfully defend Pangshan, it will be a miserable victory.

Mu Xingqiu speeded up and came to the front of Siguo Cliff. He turned his head and looked north again. At least fifteen giants had flew over. This time the target was accurate and they all rushed to the Old Ancestor Peak. The skeleton tower man's eyes emitted a strange light. Mu Xingqiu couldn't even see which of the five elements magic it belonged to.

The giant flying in front exploded in the air, sparks shone everywhere and disappeared before it even landed on the ground.

The strange light continued to move forward, and the second giant exploded. This time it was not the demon fire, but a group of demons hanging in the air, making sharp screams in their mouths, and they felt harsh even though they were dozens of miles apart.

Mu Xingqiu hurriedly turned around, raised the bronze seal, and shouted: "Old Zufeng was in danger. He was ordered by Yang Xi, the leader of the precepts department, to release you out to join the war. After the war, he returned to the cave to continue thinking about his mistakes."

There were many caves on Siguo Cliff. After Mu Xingqiu finished speaking, the copper seal shot out more than a dozen light speeds, shining at the entrances of different caves respectively.

More than a dozen figures rushed out of the cave like arrows, their faces flashed past and all flew towards the ancestor peak. Mu Xingqiu found that the person he wanted to release the most was not among them.

There was still a beam of light left in the copper seal, and only the Taoist priests flew out of the cave that it shone.

Mu Xingqiu flew closer and whispered: "Mengdu Sect."

The Meng Yuanhou, who was punished for a hundred years, is here.

There was a layer of mud at the entrance of the cave, and a few wild grasses grew on it. Mu Xingqiu lacked magic power and the sky eyes could not penetrate it.

There was no sound in the cave, and the surface of the mud door emitted a shimmer. Mu Xingqiu looked at the shimmer and finally formed a word - Escape.

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