Mu Xingqiu clearly remembered that Zuo Liuying on the Ancestor Peak used only a light to snatch the great law enforcement master Shen Zhun's devil thoughts. It was easy to do so. Shen Zhun had almost no power to fight back. As the Taoist priest at the highest level of Pangshan, Zuo Liuying had incredible strength, and ordinary disciples could not even accurately measure him.

Not far away, Mu Xingqiu met more than 20 Taoist priests of the banned secrets. Most of them nodded to him when they passed by, but only Lin Sa stopped. Fangfang was not among them.

"It's finally the turn of the banned secret department to join the war. I thought my fat body was useless." Lin Sa said with a smile.

Lin Sa is much more friendly than Zuo Liuying, and Mu Xingqiu immediately said: "Mengdu Cult reminds me..."

"He felt it?" Lin Sa put away his smile.

Mu Xingqiu was slightly stunned, "Yes."

"Old Meng Siguo is really effective. The demon clan has learned a lot of new magic, which is the mountain of demon fire, which is powerful. Zuo Liuying probably cannot stop it in the Ancestor Peak."

Mu Xingqiu was shocked again, "Mengdu Cult suggests... retreat."

"No need to hide, retreat means running away. Well... Zuo Liuying is just in need of help, so you can find a few more people to find him."

"Zuo Liuying needs to inhale the Taoist priest?"

"It would be a waste to do some chores, Taoist priests above Kaoxia to do some chores, so we go to the battlefield and you go and help."

"Then you..." Mu Xingqiu suddenly understood that Zuo Liuying's thoughts were the same as that of Meng Yuanhou, and these Taoist priests of the banned secret science participated in the war with the will of death. "Why not... escape together? The Taoist sect and the demon clan have fought for more than 100,000 years, and there is no need to compete for the victory or defeat this time."

Lin Sa smiled again. "I joined the Taoist Tong of Pangshan at the age of 11 and lived here for 80 or 90 years. I have no impression of my former home. The Ancestor Peak is my real home-" He suddenly laughed out loud, "Ha, this is a disaster, right? I can't live without the Ancestor Peak. No one can resist when the demon clan came."

Mu Xingqiu hung in the air without moving, Lin Sa changed into a serious expression, "Do you believe in Meng Yuanhou?"

"believe."

"Then go find more Taoist priests who believe in you and go see Zuo Liuying together."

"But……"

Lin Sa was about to fly away. He could already see the Demon Fire Mountain sweeping across everything. "Hey, don't think we are looking for death. No matter how few opportunities are, it is a chance. Maybe we can stop that big guy and wipe out the demon soldiers in one fell swoop. At that time, we will be the great heroes of Pangshan Taoist Orthodox. You are greedy and afraid of death - haha, don't worry, no one will blame you with Zuo Liuying."

Lin Sa suddenly accelerated, flew to the top of the peak on the iron ruler, and stood with the Taoist priests. The sound of Yang Xi, the first leader, ordered a counterattack, ran across Pangshan.

Mu Xingqiu flew to the west of the Old Ancestor Peak. Everyone he knew was here, and he found that he had to do something particularly difficult: deceive his friends who trusted him and escape together.

"I need manpower!" Mu Xingqiu said loudly, he was doing the right thing, not getting honor.

"Did you see that big guy?" Yang Qingyin said excitedly, the flying demon on the flank had been killed. Her attention was attracted by the Demon Fire Mountain, "I can guarantee that this is the last trick of the Demon Clan. If we defeat it, we will win... What did you say? What do you need to do with people?"

"The secret ban department needs help, just inhale the Taoist priest."

Yang Qingyin had already seen the Taoist priest of the Forbidden Secret who came to the scene and whispered: "Snatch the merits." But she was the daughter of the Taoist sect. No matter how rebellious she was in normal times, she always cooperated more than ordinary disciples during wartime. "How many people do you want?"

“The more, the better.”

Yang Qingyin frowned, "What's this? Zuo Liuying didn't know that this was the critical moment? Well, you take twenty people away and leave five for me."

"You have to follow me." Mu Xingqiu whispered, looking at Yang Qingyin's surprised expression, and added: "Zuo Liuying needs a commander, and you can only do it."

Yang Qingyin looked at the approaching Demon Fire Mountain again, and agreed with a little annoyed: "Okay."

More than twenty inhaled Taoist priests flew away from the top of the mountain, and several more were added on the road. When they arrived at Wuzu Hall, there were more than 30 people.

Zuo Liuying stood in the courtyard, beside him, behind him were two female servants, three qilins, and eight Taoist priests stood on both sides, and Fangfang was among them. The people from the Ban Secret Department were not strong, and the lower Taoist priests were all these, and the only smoke-swalking Taoist priest was Lan Qizhang.

The Taoist priests landed, and Yang Qingyin looked around in confusion, "When the person is here, tell me, what are you going to do?"

Zuo Liuying couldn't speak, but he didn't even look at him. He looked north and seemed to be able to penetrate the mountain peak. The Taoist priests were wondering, and the maids took a step forward and said to the head of the banned secret department: "The Old Ancestor Peak is about to be destroyed, and you all face a choice."

The courtyard was quiet, with the thunder in the north, the roar of the demon mountain rolling, and the shouts on the top of the peaks were clear. Most people looked at Yang Qingyin, and Yang Qingyin looked at Mu Xingqiu, "What are you kidding? We're going to win."

The maid Zeng Fu was still conveying Zuo Liuying's voice: "The mountain of Demon Fire has hidden mystery, and the Taoist priests on the top of the peak cannot stop it. You..."

Yang Qingyin was angry, "Who said that I can't stop it? Even if the Mountain of Demon Fire is stronger than I imagined, there is also the Patriarch Tower. Zuo Liuying, if you don't want to use the Patriarch Tower, you can hand it over to Yang Xi, and you can smash the Mountain of Demon Fire to pieces in one go."

The Patriarch Tower records Taoist priests above the gods in history, and helps the new disciples of the Nine Daotong choose their most suitable heritage. Many people do not know that it also has powerful magic power, but everyone believes that Yang Qingyin said this.

Zeng Fu smiled and shook his head, "The Patriarch Tower cannot be used today." Suddenly she speeded up her speech, "There is not much time left, you can make a choice, everyone can choose to participate in the battle on the top of the mountain, or follow me."

"Go? Where to go?" Yang Qingyin's tone was aggressive. She didn't like the words she just heard.

"I can't say it for the time being."

"I want to stay, keep the Patriarch Tower, and I want to hand it over to Yang Xi, and he will judge whether it can be used."

Zeng Fu shook his head again, "The Patriarch Tower must be taken away, and Pangshan's hope cannot be left in one place."

Yang Xi's voice came from the top of the peak. He had ordered an attack on the Demon Fire Mountain.

Yang Qingyin flew up with his sword, "Okay. Take the Ancestor Tower to a safe place. When the Ancestor Peak is safe, you will bring it back."

Before her, more than ten disciples had already flew to the top of the peak, including several disciples from the Forbidden Secretology Department.

Yang Qingyin looked at Mu Xingqiu, her face as cold as ice.

"Please stay." Mu Xingqiu said that he believed not Zuo Liuying, but Meng Yuanhou in Siguo's cave. "Escape is more difficult than fighting, let's do difficult things."

Yang Qingyin was hesitating, and Fangfang came over, "The Patriarch Tower also needs you."

Cheers were everywhere at the top of the peak, and several disciples flew away with their weapons. People without magic weapons ran towards the mountain. Xiao Qingtao called out to her two cousins.

Pei Zihan turned his head and said, "If you stay, there must be non-demon disciples guarding the battlefield."

It was this sentence that made Yang Qingyin fall back to the ground. She said reluctantly: "I stayed because of the Patriarch Tower."

"We are all because of the Patriarch Tower." Zeng Fu said.

Another female servant suddenly walked out, bowed to Zuo Liuying, and smiled at Zeng Fu, "Please take good care of the first seat." After that, she turned around and walked outside the courtyard. She had no inner elixir. She didn't even have the ability to jump on the wall, so she could only follow the path up the mountain.

Zuo Liuying was unmoved. Apart from saying a few words through Zeng Fu, his eyes never moved because of anyone's departure.

"Are we... just waiting here?" Xin Youtao asked, just like most people. He was a little confused.

Lan Qizhang spoke. He was the only non-inhaling Taoist priest who stayed by Zuo Liuying. "The first seat is choosing a route. He has to wait for the last moment to set off to prevent being followed by the demon clan."

It was said that it was the last moment before leaving. Yang Qingyin felt a little relieved, but said to Mu Xingqiu in a low voice: "Let's wait and see, there will be no last moment. We just missed a big battle in vain and were laughed at in the future."

"I would rather be laughed at." Mu Xingqiu was telling the truth. Although his path to practice was not smooth and he was frequently suspected, he still developed feelings for the Taoist throne of Pangshan and did not want the ancestor peak to be destroyed.

Yang Qingyin understood what he meant, snorted lightly and didn't say anything, staring at the every move of the skeleton tower man on the top of the peak.

Zhiyong Institute should have been notified, Daliang and the others must have fled. Mu Xingqiu glanced at it and there were twenty people in the courtyard. He asked Shen Hao, "Where is Guan Jinwu?"

Guan Jinwu is also from Yelin Town and was only selected into the Mingjing Department last year.

"He can't fly, so he stays in the forbidden secret tower." Shen Hao said that he was very confused. Yang Xi, who was commanding the battle, was the leader of the precepts department, but he, a disciple of the precepts department, stayed in the rear, which was quite disrespectful.

"I'll come back if I go, don't wait for me." Mu Xingqiu threw the bald man to Fangfang, flew to the top of the peak with his sword, followed by Yang Qingyin's scolding, but she didn't move.

The Demon Fire Mountain is only dozens of miles away from the Ancestor Peak, which is extremely huge, almost equivalent to two Ancestor Peaks, full of holes, constantly spraying flames and smoke outwards, and the speed has also slowed down, but the direction has not changed at all.

The Yin-Yang dragon emitted by Yang Xi flew around the Demon Mountain, and could bite a large piece of it in every bite.

Guan Jinwu was standing in the 16th floor tower, holding a bronze mirror in his hands. Although he couldn't see much farther, he was very serious.

The firelight reflected on everyone's face, the demon mountain was getting closer, but the Taoists did not feel any tension as the crisis approached. They devoted themselves to the battle without any fear.

"Follow me." Mu Xingqiu floated in the air and stretched out his arm to Guan Jinwu.

"No!" Guan Jinwu's face was full of excitement, "I want to stay here. I have shot down at least twenty javelins. You go and help others."

Mu Xingqiu rose to a height and finally glanced at Yang Xi on the top of the skull. He was a high Taoist priest and should have felt the danger earlier, but at this moment he looked serious and could not see any thoughts.

"Don't get in the way here." Yang Xi said without turning his head, "Go to do what you should do."

He knew that he could not stop the Demon Fire Mountain, and knew that Zuo Liuying and Zushita would not help each other, and there must be a reason, but he did not order to retreat. This was a battle for Taoist demons. Even if he was defeated, Pangshan Taoist Tong must maintain dignity.

The disciple of the Forbidden Secret Department was at the forefront, standing side by side with more than a dozen Siyao Taoists. Lin Sa's strong body was quite conspicuous. He roared like a mortal martial artist and threw out a series of ice cubes.

Mu Xingqiu flew to the Wuzu Hall, and a huge burst sounded behind him. It was the sound of the hill on the north side of the Old Ancestor Peak being crushed. In the courtyard, Zuo Liuying spread her arms, and her wide robe sleeves were filled with wind, forming two big round holes, Qilin, Ren, everything in the courtyard was rapidly getting smaller and sucked into her sleeves.

Several people were calling Mu Xingqiu's name, but Zuo Liuying was still expressionless. His so-called last moment was here, and he would not wait for any latecomers.

When the Old Ancestor Peak made its first violent tremor, Mu Xingqiu flew into the courtyard and was instantly caught in the wind tunnel. Then his eyes went dark and he could not see the scene outside or the people around him.

As long as Pang Shan is still there, he will never go down the mountain. This is the oath made by Zuo Liuying back then, and he abides by it.

He paused three times, and the man in his sleeve rolled out with the unicorn.

The disciples of Pangshan looked up and saw that the Old Ancestor Peak was no longer visible. They were in a wilderness, and the scenery around them was completely different from Pangshan.

Turning around, they saw a city, a lonely city built along the river.
Chapter completed!