Mu Xingqiu never felt such strong anger from any creature.

He had some feelings dozens of miles away. At that time, the Mountain of Demon Fire was still trapped in the Remindering Ding. He was among more than 10,000 humans and demon warriors. The surrounding emotions were at the peak of excitement. He could not separate the anger alone. Until the battle was approaching the end of the battle, the demon soldiers collapsed, and the soldiers of Xijieguo gradually calmed down. He realized that this anger did not belong to the battlefield in the south.

The moment he stood on the flea's back and looked at the four-legged Demon Mountain, Mu Xingqiu decided to take the risk to arouse the anger of the Demon Mountain.

The demon mountain has obvious characteristics of beast monsters. Mu Xingqiu didn't know whether his mind illusion could penetrate its powerful magic defense power, nor did he know how high the limit of anger was for such a huge thing. If his anger could not be strong enough to swallow itself, his provocation would only destroy Duanliu City faster.

But he had no other choice, and there was no such thing as Duanliu City. Zuo Liuying, who had the ability to block the Demon Fire Mountain, would rather transfer instantly than help.

Yang Qingyin and others fought with the magicians again, and Mu Xingqiu was able to use his illusion with all his strength. At this extremely special moment, the peak that is difficult to reach in normal times was almost at the same time as the thoughts arose, and the nine arms were instantly displayed.

He flew around the Demon Mountain quickly, waving nine long whips with nine arms, constantly whipping. His strength was still insufficient to cause direct damage to the Demon Mountain, but it had a different effect when it cooperated with the illusion. The long whip was like countless mosquitoes sucking blood on the giant, and then buzzing with flaunts.

The anger of the Demon Fire Mountain was getting higher and higher, but it did not stop or change direction, but it sprayed flames from more than a hundred holes all over its body more frequently. Mu Xingqiu could not stay in the air for a moment, otherwise he would be burned and seriously injured. Several times he was in danger, relying on his flexible reaction to avoid it.

"We are almost unable to hold on!" Yang Qingyin shouted. They were surrounded by numerous encirclements, and the defense circle had shrunk to less than a hundred steps, which was a very dangerous distance for the Taoist priests.

"Give me some more time." Mu Xingqiu felt that he was about to succeed, only a little bit away.

"Kill the Taoist priests, kill them all!" A voice came from the sky. The Taoist priests were busy protecting themselves, but no one noticed a big monster flying to the battlefield.

If it weren't for long black hair and wearing a gorgeous animal skin robe, the monster would have been mistaken for a silver feather. He also had huge white wings on his back, but his appearance was no different from that of a human. However, the hair on his head was quite thick, and the long and chaotic hair was drooping straight at his waist. The beard that occupied half of his face was only a small piece shorter than his hair.

In addition, he can be said to be very handsome, with sword eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and a resolute nose bridge, exuding a barbarian temperament that only demons have.

This is a demon king. If he wants to win, he will win no matter how much the price he pays. This is his promise to the giant demon king Qi Wushang. If he fails, he will die.

The demon king descended from the sky, with his wings tied behind him, and his head fell downwards. His long hair and beard floated behind his head like horse's hair. When he was hundreds of steps away from the demon mountain, his hands suddenly stretched out, and a whispered ball of rotating demon winds were blowing out, all of which pounced on Mu Xingqiu.

Mu Xingqiu avoided three demon winds. However, in order to get out of a sudden spurt of demon fire, he was involved in the fourth demon wind, and then more demon winds merged in. He lost his balance and circled back and forth in the whirlwind, and nine arms disappeared.

The demon king suddenly stopped falling to a place that was only thirty steps away, spread his wings, looked down at the trapped Mu Xingqiu from a high place, and said contemptuously: "The Taoist priest inhales is not my opponent."

Yang Qingyin and others were too far away and surrounded by a large group of magicians and several silver feathers, and could not help them.

Mu Xingqiu just turned to face the demon king and looked up and said, "Not necessarily."

Both sides made moves at the same time. The demon king opened his mouth and roared. The whirlwind swept Mu Xingqiu towards the Demon Fire Mountain. At the same time, Mu Xingqiu threw out a long whip and headed straight for the Demon King, entangling one of the other's wrists.

Within thirty miles of the Ancestor Tower, the Taoist priest's magic was greatly enhanced, but compared with the demon king with a demon body of at least five feet, it was still a little worse.

The demon king did not hide, and his wrist shook, trying to break the long whip, but he underestimated the toughness of the whip and tried twice in a row without getting rid of the constraints.

The whip was getting longer and longer. Mu Xingqiu held the handle of the whip tightly and was sent into an eyelet of the Demon Fire Mountain by the demon wind. From a distance, these eyelets were very small, which was actually enough to accommodate a person.

The interior of the Demon Fire Mountain was extremely hot. Even Taoist priests who had practiced for many years felt their skin burning and painful, but waves of heat were pouring out, giving the invaders a little support. Mu Xingqiu's whip grew to the limit, and he crossed the big sword under his feet, just stuck the hole walls on both sides, and then suddenly retracted the whip.

"Grow a beard, let's try the taste of barbecue together!" Mu Xingqiu still had a lot of bloodthirsty emotions in his body. He shouted loudly and the whip was instantly shortened to a few feet long.

The demon king was unable to defend himself and was pulled to the entrance of the cave. He supported his feet and his left hand wrapped in whip on the stone wall outside, looking at the Taoist priest through the hole.

"Idiot!" A little inhaled Taoist priest actually wanted to die with the demon king. The demon king felt very ridiculous. He stretched out his right hand and pointed it at Mu Xingqiu's chest. With just one move, he could penetrate the enemy's chest. Even the Taoist priest Xingluo would not survive.

Very few Taoist priests are so close to the demon clan, and they have no way to avoid it.

The lightning crackled on the long whip, and the binding force became stronger. The demon king was unmoved. A black ball in his right hand's heart became bigger and bigger, and his face became ferocious.

In the distance, Xin Youtao saw the battle between the demon king and Mu Xingqiu and screamed in dismay: "Mu Xingqiu has been swallowed up by the demon mountain!"

Yang Qingyin didn't look back and shot a fireball at the nearest magician, "Don't worry about him, concentrate, life or death is your own business!"

Xin Youtao hurriedly shook the copper bell in his hand and shot out pieces of wooden thorns at the demon soldiers on the ground.

The scope of the battle is getting smaller and smaller, and Taoist priests can no longer hold on to their formation. Everyone has to protect themselves and also participate in the killing of monsters. Shen Hao is a disciple of the Precepts Department and is good at defending spells. At this time, he doesn't care about so many, and constantly fires up earth bombs, which forms thick dust after the explosion.

His magic weapon could not see clearly, but the dust was flying, but it was a real cover of the sky and the sun.

The Four-legged Demon Mountain is less than ten miles away from Duanliu City. At the speed it is accelerating, it can break through the city wall in less than a quarter of an hour. With four tripods to help it, it can cross the Jiehe more easily.

The people in the city were filled with grief. The only bridge to the other shore was crowded at this time, and more people were not moved at all. They looked at the destruction who was getting closer and closer with a resigned attitude.

The demon mountain seemed a little excited, and the holes all over the body sprayed higher flames at the same time, including the one who swallowed Mu Xingqiu.

Xin Youtao could not move his eyes away and saw that the demon king was still parked outside the cave. He seemed to have made some resistance. He was swallowed by the flames soon after. The screams immediately ran through the sky, as shrill as if a thousand pigs were slaughtered at the same time. The people in Duanliu City were lying on their heads in their arms, and many people kept tinnitus for several days afterwards.

The demon soldiers and Taoist priests around the Demon Fire Mountain suffered even more. Ordinary demons threw away their weapons and covered their ears tightly, and roared, as if this would reduce some of the pain. The war bears covered with iron armor were standing upright, shook off the knights on their backs, and fled in a hurry.

The magicians in the sky had stronger resistance, but the big bird they sat down could not bear it. They either fell down or turned around and wanted to fly, and they were suddenly in chaos.

The Taoists immediately took out the candles. They were widely used and calming their minds were one of them. The screams did not decrease at all, but the damage caused by ears was greatly reduced.

Chen Hao glanced at the Demon Fire Mountain that was still moving forward. "Retreat, this is our only chance."

"But Brother Xiaoqiu..." Xiao Qingtao's face was pale, and Ruyi under her feet was a little unstable.

"You go, I'll stay." Yang Qingyin was as serious as a leader, "I don't believe he died just like that."

Chen Hao didn't want to argue, but the facts were in front of him. Mu Xingqiu was inside the Demon Mountain and could not escape the evil fire that even the Demon King could not resist. Since Yang Qingyin could not keep calm, he had to act as the leader, "retreat, retreat immediately."

There were more than fifty Taoist priests in total, and only more than thirty people were left at this time. Taking advantage of the chaos of the demon soldiers, they flew to the east quickly. Many people looked back frequently and looked at Yang Qingyin's lonely figure.

"We have done our best." As he flew over Duanliu City, Xin Youtao whispered, suddenly stopped and looked around. Finally, he found the remnants of Xijieguo in the southwest, and saw the princess' Qilin flag. "Majesty and honor, majesty and honor." He muttered twice, and suddenly said loudly to the other Taoist priests: "I'll go find my sister, you can go."

Xin Youtao had just flew far away when Xiao Qingtao behind him suddenly shouted: "Wait, look!"

The Demon Fire Mountain is only a few miles away from Duanliu City. The Demon King is dead and the screams end. However, the demon soldiers did not collapse because of this, but instead gathered again and followed closely behind the Demon Mountain.

The magicians felt that the situation was settled and did not even attack the female Taoist priest who was blocking the mountain of demon fire.

Yang Qingyin carefully fired every fireball. The Five Elements Spell never pursued gorgeousness. After a few years, her mana has been enhanced by more than twice, and the ordinary fireballs are still emitted.

"Mu Xingqiu." She repeatedly shouted while casting spells, "Mu Xingqiu, you bastard, aren't you practicing the art of defiance of heaven? Why don't you go against heaven at this time? Don't you always have a way? Where are you running now? Mu Xingqiu, come out for me!"

The Mountain of Demon Fire is getting closer and closer, and Yang Qingyin can even see the lava flowing in the holes.

"Mu Xingqiu!" she shouted again.

Bang!

Suddenly, a person shot out from another hole above the demon mountain, followed by the erupting evil fire behind him.

In fact, all the holes in the entire demon mountain were blew fire. This was an unprecedented outbreak. Hundreds of flames, each of which were dozens or hundreds of feet long. The demon soldiers who were too close were burned to ashes in an instant, and they didn't have time to scream like the demon king.

Mu Xingqiu came out, at an astonishing speed, almost at the level of the Xingluo Taoist Priest. His whole body was covered with smoke and dust, and his face was dark.

"You..." Yang Qingyin had just shouted out a word in surprise, but was hugged by Mu Xingqiu in the waist, and the two flew away quickly.

Behind them, the thickest and brightest evil fire was still chasing him, less than half a foot away from the soles of his feet.

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