Exhausting magic power and without magic tools, Mu Xingqiu was unable to resist and could only fly away with Yang Qingyin and Xin Youtao, but his eyes were always staring at the direction of the mountain. He saw the huge black hand condensed by dark clouds grabbing the entire mountain. The storm swept across all directions. After flying for several miles, you could still feel the wind was pressing...

Feng Ruhui fought with the young demon, and his small figure was almost invisible.

The black big hand fell from the sky, and the speed was extremely fast. A huge umbrella burst out from the half-inclined Siming tripod and met the sky at the same speed.

The bald man climbed onto Mu Xingqiu's shoulder and asked softly: "Is that Fangfang? It looks quite similar, but the taste is wrong."

"Stop!" Mu Xingqiu shouted loudly.

Yang Qingyin and Xin Youtao stopped flying, turned around, and still held one of Mu Xingqiu's arms. Xiao Qingtao stood in front of the three of them, looking at the scene in the distance, and exclaimed: "Oh my God... that's it, is that the spell emitted by the left head?"

To outsiders, Dark Cloud Black Hand is indeed like Zuo Liuying's spell. He stopped by Hei's hand, as if one of his arms had grown into a giant. Not every Taoist priest knew the existence of true illusion, and not everyone had seen or heard of the disaster decades ago.

"No, that is the demonic tribulation led to the True Fantasy." Mu Xingqiu is one of the few people who know both the True Fantasy and the Demonic Tribulation. He once saw the black hand kidnapped another True Fantasy through Zuo Liuying's memory.

It was in a small town by the river. The sky was covered with dark clouds. Everyone looked up in surprise. A dark arm stretched out from the clouds. The Taoists cast a series of spells into the sky. The huge black hands were defeated, but Zuo Liuying's true illusion still couldn't help but soar into the air and flew towards the thick dark clouds. No matter how powerful the spells Zuo Liuying emitted, he still couldn't pull her back for an inch.

"What is the Demon Tribulation?" Xiao Qingtao didn't understand. She had basically heard of the Dao Tribulation, but there was no Demon Tribulation among them.

"The Demon Tribulation is..." Mu Xingqiu couldn't explain it clearly, so he could only explain it based on his own understanding. "A person thinks too much about the demon seeds... may lead to the demon hands... I understand that this is the function of the spell. The spell makes the demons become true illusion. The true illusion leads the demons in the void... Zuo Liuying..."

Mu Xingqiu really understood, and even figured out what Zuo Liuying was going to do next.

The demonic tribulation decades ago only abducted Zhenhuan, causing considerable losses to the ground, but did not hurt human lives. But this time it was different. Zuo Liuying has been devoted to studying Zhenhuan and the demonic tribulation. He will no longer be helpless as before. He wants to take revenge and he wants to do amazing things.

"Send me back." Mu Xingqiu said firmly.

"Why are you going back? Are you going to die?" Yang Qingyin held her hands tightly. Even if Mu Xingqiu still had magic power, she might not be able to break free.

Mu Xingqiu turned his head and looked at him. The four of them were Taoist priests closest to the mountain, and the others had already flown away. Only a few Taoist priests who woke up from their awakening were still stopped nearby, among which were Yang Qingyin's parents. However, Yang Baozhen was not the figure.

In the distance, the black hand collided with the light umbrella, making deafening thunder, and evoking countless huge lightning bolts, parallel to the ground, pointing in all directions, the farthest one is forty or fifty miles long, and the speed is too fast, and the Taoist priests could not fly further, so they could only descend quickly to avoid this force like splitting the sky.

Everyone's face changed and their scalp was numb. Taoists had always shown unparalleled spells in front of mortals. Today they finally understood what mortals felt. It was a kind of extreme powerless terror, and even lost the will to resist.

Mu Xingqiu and others also descended dozens of feet, lightning flashed over their heads, and the air shook violently. The Taoists shook left and right in the air, and had to cast spells to maintain stability.

The black hand and light umbrella above the peak disappeared, but this was just the first blow. The dark clouds at the sky condensed again. The second larger giant hand pressed down, which was shiny and shiny, even in the night. It clenched into a fist and smashed hard towards the peak.

The second umbrella was also raised from the Siming Ding, and the light on the surface flowed more rapidly.

"Zuo Liuying must be stopped. He wants to open the passage to the void, and then release the demons." Mu Xingqiu stared at Yang Qingyin, "Let me go back quickly, I can stop him."

"What are you talking about?" Yang Qingyin was stunned.

"Why should Zuo Liuying release the demons? Let's stay away, it's not safe here." Xin Youtao's face was a little pale, and his hand holding Mu Xingqiu's arm tightly also trembled a little.

"I don't have time to explain." Mu Xingqiu still stared at Yang Qingyin, "I need your trust."

Yang Qingyin didn't say anything, and Xiao Qingtao exchanged uneasy eyes with Xin Youtao.

Several Taoist priests flew over, and Yang Qingyin's mother said: "Escape quickly, the next blow will be even stronger and you can't bear it."

Mu Xingqiu stared at Yang Qingyin. The matter was too complicated and involved many of Zuo Liuying's past events. He could not explain them clearly in a few words. He could only hope for Yang Qingyin's trust.

Yang Qingyin turned her head and said to her mother: "Zuo Liuying has assigned me a task... You go first, I will follow you soon."

The mother looked at her daughter and knew that she was lying. She looked at Mu Xingqiu again, knowing that his will would not be shaken, "Okay."

The black fist and the light umbrella were about to collide again. Yang Qingyin said to Xiao Qingtao and Xin Youtao: "You two stay." After that, he pulled Mu Xingqiu down dozens of feet, and then flew towards the mountain.

Taoist priests flew away one after another, and no one was in Pangshan or Luanjingshan.

Xin Youtao let go of Mu Xingqiu's arm and found that there seemed to be a hint of condemnation in Xiao Qingtao's eyes, "Yang Qingyin said... Okay, let's go too."

The two chased Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin, less than a hundred steps apart.

The black fist collided for the second time, and the mountain peaks trembled, and large pieces of gravel fell to the ground like rainstorms. Lightning occupied most of the sky like a net, squeezing out the strong wind that rushed to the ground.

The four inhaled Taoist priests fell rapidly and rose again when they were almost at the ground. Xin Youtao's face turned pale and he asked loudly: "Do we really want to go with us? I don't even know what I want to do."

"I'm going, you can do whatever you want." Xiao Qingtao replied loudly.

Xin Youtao did not stop. Although he was muttering something in his mouth, he still flew firmly beside Xiao Qingtao.

Yang Qingyin flew to the foot of the mountain with Mu Xingqiu and began to climb up. The mountain was seriously damaged, with little vegetation on the surface, and the rocks inside were still shattering.

In this case, there were still many people flying by the mountain without leaving. These were all casual cultivators from Lianhaishan. Lan Binggu was the first to escape from the peak, but forgot to give orders to these people. They still maintained an incomplete formation. They tried to reduce the height and avoid the thunder and lightning at high places, but no one dared to leave their posts without permission.

"Wait a minute." Mu Xingqiu said to the thousands of casual cultivators who were panicked: "I am Mu Xingqiu, the Taoist priest of Pangshan. I once formed a fish and dragon formation with you. I need your help and can also take you out of danger."

The casual cultivators all recognized Mu Xingqiu, but no one spoke. They formed a formation without receiving the orders of the Dharma King. This is a precedent that has never been seen before.

"Are you General Mu who saved Duanliu City?" someone asked loudly.

Guarding Duanliu City was not his own strength, but at this time Mu Xingqiu said affirmatively: "I am."

The casual cultivators fell silent again. The guardian Grand Marshal Chen Guanhuofei took a few steps forward and asked, "Do you understand the method of controlling the formation?"

The Yulong Formation must have a controller, which is Lan Binggu’s privilege. Although she is not part of the Yulong Formation, she can command the giants behind the formation at will.

"Yes." Mu Xingqiu actually only served as the Upper Dantian Niwan Palace of the Fish and Dragon Formation, but this formation was created by Lan Binggu based on the Illusion of Mind Heart. After comprehension, he felt that he could completely control the formation.

Chen Guanhuo thought for a moment and shouted to the casual cultivators: "Form a formation."

The casual cultivators had long needed such an order. Take action immediately and re-form the formation. In the past, many people were injured in order to protect the Dharma King, but many people could form the fish and dragon formation, but the power was reduced and did not affect the overall situation.

Without the Frost Soul Sword, Mu Xingqiu signaled Yang Qingyin to take him to the sky. The Lotus Throne was Lan Bing Curling's magic weapon. It was gone at this time. He found the highest position and ran the few remaining magic powers to perform illusions, preparing to control the entire fish and dragon formation.

Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao flew over, nodded to Mu Xingqiu, and stood on both sides.

Mu Xingqiu also nodded. Although he preferred his friends to escape to a safe place, he was still very happy to see the two of them coming, "This mountain is about to collapse. I need you to take care of me, so don't let the gravel hit the casual cultivator."

The two of them nodded at the same time, stayed at the mountainside, summoned various magic weapons in advance to prepare to defend against gravel.

There was another loud bang, and the whole sky turned red. The defense time of Xin Youtao and Xiaoqingtao was arranged was just right, blocking most of the flying gravel.

The soul power of Si Mingding is too strong, and the Taoist priest of the Shenshen can only hold on for a while, and only the Fist of the Demon Tribulation can compete with it. Zuo Liuying's judgment is correct.

The wandering cultivators barely formed a formation, but their mood was still in chaos. Although they were afraid of the Dharma King, they also relied on her and did not trust General Mu from afar. Mu Xingqiu felt this clearly. With Yang Qingyin's support, he could not have to stay floating and use all his remaining magic power to perform illusions.

Mu Xingqiu has only used the fish and dragon formation mental method to the souls in the Frost Soul Sword. The minds of strangers are much more complicated. Although the number is much smaller, it is even more difficult to control.

He casts spells three times in a row, and finally eliminates all the distracting thoughts of the wandering cultivators.

The formation was successful, Mu Xingqiu became the core, and all his thoughts could be passed on to the entire fish and dragon formation. He could also sense the external situation through different parts.

The giant took shape and slowly rose, approaching the sky.

Yang Qingyin was not part of the formation, so she found herself standing on the head of a giant with her palms stretching into the skull. This feeling was very strange, but she couldn't let go, and she had to ensure Mu Xingqiu's stability.

The bald man turned to Yang Qingyin's shoulder, looked at the black fist that was about to collide with the light umbrella again, and sincerely exclaimed: "Brother Xiaoqiu is very powerful. He can do anything, right?"

Yang Qingyin couldn't answer this question. In her opinion, Mu Xingqiu and Zuo Liuying became more and more similar, and they didn't like to explain the situation clearly in advance.

Mu Xingqiu is in the mind of a giant, he is a giant, and a giant is him.

The power of thousands of casual cultivators was in his control. He raised his huge arms and extended his black fist. Although he could only barely reach the strength of the Xinglu Realm, Mu Xingqiu also wanted to join the battle of the strong.

Nearly a thousand Taoist priests who flew to the distance turned around and looked back, and saw a giant standing upright, covering half of the sky.

Everyone will always remember this admiration.

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