The moment when the Grandmaster Luanjingshan broke his arm, Mu Xingqiu suddenly strengthened his strength and regained the Frost Soul Sword from the air. He held it tightly and held it tightly, and never wanted it to be taken away from his hands. Almost at the same time, he urged the soul power in the sword without hesitation, just like he had obtained this power for the first time in Duanliu City.

The whirlwind wrapped around a large amount of moss, surrounding the Grand Master of Lujingshan and gradually tightening.

The bald man had no idea that outsiders had shot a red light through him. He still thought it was his ability. He shouted happily and continued to emit red light. The heart of the demon clan on his forehead became redder and redder, and a large number of light silver seven-star bead silks surged out of his hair, like piles of white earthworms that were pouring out of the soil after the rain.

"Bad Taoist priest, you know how powerful I am. I will ask you to steal Fangfang and bully Brother Xiaoqiu..." The bald man shouted while attacking.

Lu Zhechong, the grandmaster of Lu Jingshan, stood blankly, letting the wind blow around him and red light hit her body. Her left arm disappeared. It was a damage caused by the powerful sect technique and could never recover as before. She could grow the same arm, but she could never use it to cast spells, nor could she hide the eyes of the Taoist priests.

The magic power radiated violently within her incomplete meridians. She raised her right arm and held a small golden oil lamp in her hand. No matter how strong the wind was, its flames were straight upwards.

"Zuo Liuying!" She spoke. On the ground, the moss on the trunks instantly peeled off, like flew into groups of insects, flying in all directions, scattering the whirlwind surrounding her. The little secrets hidden in the trunks of the Taoist priests of all ages disappeared. A golden bird flew out of the oil lamp flame, flapping its wings into the air, growing in the wind, instantly becoming a cover for the sky and the sun. When it reached the sky above the forest, it turned around and rushed down.

Bald is Pang Shan's magic weapon. Mu Xingqiu and others can use him as a voice transmission incense burner, and Zuo Liuying can pass on magic tricks easily, but Lu Zhechong does not attack Zuo Liuying through him, but this does not affect her power at all. Because of her ignorance, she is stronger.

She is also a god-in-law, and she also emits the power of the soul. Her power is pure and her tricks are complicated. Mu Xingqiu's straightforward power is incomparable to him, but he cannot retreat. Feng Zaisu's body is not far away, reminding him that Chen Zhechong will not show mercy.

A more powerful whirlwind surrounded Chen Zhechong.

The Frost Soul Sword contains at least 110,000 souls. Mu Xingqiu does not understand the exquisite candle magic, nor does he have a powerful inner alchemy as the foundation. He can only protect the Frost Soul Sword's firm will. Faced with the strong wind formed by Lu Zhechong's anger, he stood firmer than an ancient tree. The bald man wrapped his hair around his bun and was not blown away.

The second whirlwind was struck by Lu Zhe Chong. Mu Xingqiu was mentally prepared and shouted loudly. The whirlwind immediately returned to its original state and stubbornly surrounded the enemy.

Ban Yao Feiba stood not far away. He watched the strong wind pass by his side in a daze, but he only felt the breeze blowing on his face, without any destruction. The remains of the scroll on the ground were swept up by the wind. He reached out and grabbed it, and found that the seven-star spider silk inside was gone. Only then did he see that the head not far away was growing silver hair.

A huge explosion sounded when the golden bird landed. I don’t know how many ancient trees were destroyed by this blow.

Lu Zhechong then turned his head to look at Taoist Pang Shan, feeling ridiculous about his overestimation, but she knew in her heart that the power of more than 100,000 souls was not an ant after all. It would cost her a lot of magic power to get rid of the Frost Soul Sword and Taoist who had already cast spells. Moreover, the power in the golden lamp was not inexhaustible. She had to retain her strength and concentrate on dealing with Zuo Liuying. The attack just now was difficult to kill the Taoist Being in the Shen.

After a little weighing, Lu Zhechong disappeared.

The whirlwind closed, but there was no prey inside, and it dissipated on its own with a bang.

Mu Xingqiu took off his illusion, his steps staggered, almost unable to stand firm. He lowered his head to check, and there were stripes on the sword body changing color, leaving only seven remaining.

The bald man no longer shot out red light, "Hey, where did the bad Taoist priest go? Hey, why did my hair turn white? Did I become an old man?"

Mu Xingqiu took the Frost Soul Sword back into the scabbard on his left wrist and was about to find Zuo Liuying. He believed that the head of the Forbidden Secret Department would not die under Lu Zhechong's attack.

But there was a figure standing in front.

Half demon Feiba jumped for more than ten steps and landed on the way to the Taoist priest. He was not used to the power in his body. He shook his one leg a few times before he stood firm. He showed a flattering smile on his face, but his eyes were no longer watery, but a hint of cunning. "Taoist, you have saved my life twice. Please do your good people to the end and save me again."

"Get out of the way." Mu Xingqiu said.

"If you don't save it, you will definitely not save this time. Besides, you are not in danger at all." The bald man grinned at the half demon. The spider silk in his mouth was gone, and all turned into silver hair on his head, mixed with black and white, and the head was fluffy and more than twice as big.

"The Ten Thousand Demons Scroll is mine... I finally understood that this is the reward given to me by Yi Shijun. He carved a spell on my leg bones, and the seven-star spider silk in the scroll is the Demon Silk Armor Clothes. As for the Ten Thousand Demons Heart Clothes, it has been printed on my skin. But my armor is incomplete and my mental method is also incomplete... I admire Taoist priest, if you save me, you have to help me, hand over my head to me, and let me..."

Even if taking away the spider silk has no effect on the bald man, Mu Xingqiu would not agree, not to mention that the spider silk has grown into silver hair and has become part of the bald man, and he would not give it to a half demon with a ulterior mob.

The black whip jumped out, took off the fly, and threw him into the distance. If Zuo Liuying hadn't intended to save the little demon's life, Mu Xingqiu would have killed him.

"It should have been done with him long ago." The bald man applauded.

The sky was full of Taoist priests in Jingshan. Mu Xingqiu was running on the ground, his speed getting faster and faster. The battle between the sirens behind him seemed to have ended. The place where Zuo Liuying and others were located was silent in front, and he couldn't help but become nervous.

Feiba fell heavily to the ground. If it were the past, he would have been half dead. But this time, he only felt pain in his skin, but it was not serious. He turned over and stood up, looked at the direction where the Taoist priest ran, and his eyes showed a fierce light, "Snatch my treasure, I will not let you go..."

Mu Xingqiu ran five or six miles away and saw a slander in front of him. More than a dozen ancient trees within a radius of a hundred steps turned into broken branches and leaves, and in the middle was a deep pit.

Zuo Liuying and others were not there.

Mu Xingqiu was about to leave when a moan suddenly came from nearby. He hurriedly ran over, pushed a bunch of branches away, and saw a face he knew.

Tian Qianmo, a disciple of the Five Elements Department of Pangshan, is a very young inhaled Taoist priest who had had a dispute with Mu Xingqiu several times. When they formed a team to participate in the demon removal drill, Mu Xingqiu saved his life on the edge of the cliff and won five golden souls, but the two did not establish a friendship because of this.

Tian Qianmo also recognized Mu Xingqiu, the guy who refused to enter the Five Elements Department, beat him in front of the disciples of the Institute of Zhiyeng, and made him ugly in the demon-removing exercise, "What's going on? Why are you here? Me, why am I..."

Si Mingding's control disappeared, and Tian Qianmo only remembered that he was here to destroy the sea monsters in the Luanjing Mountain, and he didn't understand why there was a large mass of blood on his body.

Mu Xingqiu knelt on the ground, holding Tian Qianmo's cold hand, and using illusion to feel the other party's panic and confusion. His protective power was quickly disappearing and could no longer stop the invasion of illusion.

"I just arrived not long ago..." Mu Xingqiu didn't know how to tell a dying person the complex truth: the Taoist priests of the Five Elements of Pangshan have been controlled by Si Mingding, and the soul power of Lu Zhechong, the grandson of Lu Jingshan, was indiscriminate. The high Taoist priests avoided it in time, but some Taoist priests were unable to avoid it.

"A large number of sirens are coming. Let's fight them. You are injured by the magic trick." Mu Xingqiu said.

"Why...I don't remember..."

"Your injuries are too serious."

Tian Qianmo looked at the blood on his chest again. He suddenly felt cold in his heart. He was inhaling and could not be indifferent to death. He longed for immortality. He spent a lot of time practicing for this, but he didn't expect that everything would end so soon. "I, I didn't embarrass Pang Shan, right?"

Mu Xingqiu shook his head, "You are very brave. That's why the siren has to cast powerful magic on you."

Tian Qianmo smiled extremely tired, and even had no strength to take a look at the scene around him, "That's good...that's good...my inner alchemy..."

Tian Qianmo tried hard to take a deep breath. All disciples who joined the Five Elements Department will receive frequent reminders: Five Elements Department has full-time killing demons and eliminating demons, and there will inevitably be casualties. As long as there is a ray of possibility, do not leave the inner alchemy to the demons after death.

The light yellow round inner elixir looks not much different from the inner elixirs of higher Taoists.

"Thank you for saving me on the edge of the cliff." The Five Elements Department had a bad impression of Mu Xingqiu. This was the first time Tian Qianmo expressed his gratitude to him. "I would rather die in a real battle than die in an accident in a drill."

Mu Xingqiu took over the inner alchemy, "This is a real battle. Many years later, people will remember this battle."

Tian Qianmo breathed a sigh of relief, "It's so strange, why don't I remember?"

But there was a gentle force that made him abandon his doubts and just think that he would die as much as possible.

The bald man wrapped himself in Mu Xingqiu's hair bun, looked at the Taoist priest whose breathing gradually disappeared, and said, "Brother Xiaoqiu, why do I feel sad and angry if I don't have the heart? The Taoist priests in Luanjing Mountain are so bad."

Mu Xingqiu stood up and put Tian Qianmo's inner elixir in the treasure bag, "Because you are a disciple of Pangshan, even if you only have one head left, you are also a disciple of Pangshan."

The bald man nodded solemnly.

Mu Xingqiu looked around and saw the sky eyes penetrated the branches and leaves everywhere and found seven other corpses. Although they were unknown, they looked familiar. They were all breath-taking Taoist priests from the Five Elements of Pangshan, who were killed by Lu Zhe Chong with one blow.

The Taoist priest's heart is like a calm lake, reflecting seven emotions and six desires, but not moved. Mu Xingqiu understood this truth, but his mood still caused a stir.

After the Taoist priest died, he could not spit out the inner elixir automatically. Mu Xingqiu used magic weapons to suck it out one by one, and whispered to the corpse of the Five Elements Department: "The Dao Fire will not be extinguished."

"The Dao Fire is not extinguished." The bald man also said it and asked, "Brother Xiaoqiu, what should I do next? I don't know where I am."

"Where they go now, they have only one destination in the end."

"Where?" The bald man didn't understand.

Night fell early in the forest, and Mu Xingqiu's figure gradually disappeared in the black. He said: "Tonight, Pangshan will attack Lujingshan. Zuo Liuying never said he would change his plan, so this is our plan."
Chapter completed!