A sharp cry came into his ears. Mu Xingqiu came to his senses and saw Yang Qingyin and Bald Zi shouting at him in unison, one with his hands and the other with his hair. He pointed at the sky.

Zuo Liuying's order came, "Dissue the fish and dragon formation!"

Mu Xingqiu raised the giant's head, saw clearly what was happening at the sky, and roughly understood the dilemma facing Zuo Liuying. He didn't understand what the purpose of this order was, and he didn't know what he could do with his own ability, but he decided to accept the order.

This is a strange state. Mu Xingqiu doesn't like Zuo Liuying's behavior at all, but he believes in the judgment of the head. Yes, he does not agree with the practice of creating a void channel, but when he has to make a decision, he still feels Zuo Liuying's judgment is more accurate than his own.

Only a short distance away, Fangfang's soul and soul were about to be combined into one, but at this time Mu Xingqiu had no choice at all. He either continued to summon the soul and lost the only chance to help the head, or immediately accepted Zuo Liuying's order and temporarily gave up the soul.

On the ever-changing battlefield of Taoist demons, Mu Xingqiu was unable to hesitate. If the demon seeds poured out of the passage, no Taoist priests on the scene would live.

Instead of disbanding the fish and dragon formation, Mu Xingqiu escaped from it and issued the last order to the giant. The giant flew into the distance, and thousands of cultivators gathered together to fly faster.

Mu Xingqiu lost the temporary realm of starfall. The Frost Soul Sword flew towards him from the giant's hand, and the power to activate Fangfang's soul was greatly weakened, and the soul on the way stopped.

Feng Ruhui once again felt the existence of the soul, blurred and vague. She was overjoyed. Just this feeling was needed to regain her soul. Even if the Taoist priest controls Fangfang's soul, he could not compete with her.

Mu Xingqiu certainly understood this. He gave up summoning the soul for the time being, but would never hand it over to Feng Ruhui.

His spiritual connection with the young demon was close to nothing. When he saw a ball of blue smoke rushing towards the point where the soul was in the air, he felt relieved, and the young demon still understood his intentions.

Things happened very quickly. Mu Xingqiu had just left the fish and dragon formation, and the giant had only flew out for a short distance. A red lightning as thin as a finger in the sky slashed down, hitting Mu Xingqiu's head.

Yang Qingyin couldn't help but screamed, and couldn't help but let go of Mu Xingqiu's arm. The bald man on her shoulder was also shocked, his hair was standing up, and his mouth was louder than Yang Qingyin.

Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao did not leave with the giant, but flew over together. The red lightning in the sky kept hitting down. Mu Xingqiu could keep floating without the support of others. He clenched his fists and was trying hard to withstand the lightning strike.

"What are Zuo Liuying doing?" Xin Youtao was shocked.

Everyone looked up and found that lightning was coming from Zuo Liuying's right hand, and his left hand was sucking lightning as thick as a tree from the dark clouds of the demon robbery.

The head of the Ban Secret Department should use this method to reduce the power of dark clouds so that the Siming Ding can be less blocked.

"This will kill Brother Xiao Qiu." Xiao Qingtao shouted.

The three Taoist priests and bald men were about to push Mu Xingqiu away, but he spoke, as hard as if he was prying open his teeth with a chisel, "I can stand it."

"We'll share the burden for you." Yang Qingyin reached out to hold his arm.

"No." Mu Xingqiu's whole body was as tense as a bowstring waiting to be shot, "Only I. Go back."

Mu Xingqiu chose to believe Zuo Liuying at the last moment, but Yang Qingyin and others believed him. He retreated several feet.

No one controlled it, the Frost Soul Sword automatically flew to the owner. Mu Xingqiu was wrapped in lightning. If it couldn't reach the owner's hands, it would rotate around in circles.

"A little more!" Mu Xingqiu shouted to Zuo Liuying in the sky, only diverting this power, which had little impact on the dark clouds.

Boom! The dark clouds of the demon robbery collided with the Siming tripod as big as a mountain. The sound made by the sound rang through the dantian. The Taoist priests had to use their power to resist. Yang Qingyin pressed the bald man's forehead with his hand and divided some of his magic power to help him. The bald man had no dantian and could not withstand the loud noise.

The sound continued, and everyone seemed to be trapped in a giant bell, and countless steel pestles were constantly pounding outside.

The rise speed of Siming Ding has slowed down significantly.

Zuo Liuying had no choice but to let go of all restrictions and constantly absorb strength from the dark clouds. The thick dark red lightning completely swallowed him and stayed for a while. After his transformation, he turned around and swallowed Mu Xingqiu.

Not only Yang Qingyin and others, but also the Frost Soul Sword was forced to retreat quickly. They could still see Mu Xingqiu. The Taoist robe on his body was turning into ashes, and his body was filled with lightning, stirring back and forth, colliding with each other.

"Brother Xiaoqiu is going to die." The bald man was about to rush up again, but was pulled back by Yang Qingyin. "You can't save him even if he dies, stay honestly."

That being said, her palms were covered with sweat. This was a very rare phenomenon for a Taoist priest.

Mu Xingqiu had no hidden objects on his body, and his appearance was both ferocious and painful. The bald man couldn't bear to look at it anymore. Xiao Qingtao was embarrassed to look at it. Both of them lowered their heads, but they saw another scene.

In the air below, the young demon who looked exactly like Fangfang combined with the soul and became a real entity, no longer transparent, and there was no longer a trace of blue on the body except the Taoist robe.

Feng Ruhui casts spells at the young demon like a madman.

"It's so similar." The bald man was about to fly away again, but he couldn't break away from Yang Qingyin's palm.

The young demon is also good at illusion, but it is much more powerful than Mu Xingqiu. He takes turns shooting out thin lightning in his hands, without any disadvantage.

Bang! Two loud noises in succession, the Siming Cauldron resumed its ascent speed. Its power finally overwhelmed the dark clouds of the demon robbery, dispersed it, and headed straight to the demon cave. At this time, no demon seeds escaped in the passage. For the demon seeds in the void, this passage was completely an accident and they were not prepared.

The scattered dark clouds released the last and most powerful lightning bolt, most of which hit Zuo Liuying. The Shintoshi also had its own limits. Zuo Liuying was knocked away and fell quickly like a meteorite. Xin Youtao signaled Xiao Qingtao to save the first seat together.

Lightning turned around and hit Mu Xingqiu again. He was much lower than Zuo Liuying, but he was not knocked away. For some special reason, his ability to withstand the Demon Tribulation Lightning was stronger than that of the Shintoshi.

But this taste was not good at all. Lightning had disappeared, and Mu Xingqiu's eyes were still red. He looked up and found that the magic cave in the sky had disappeared. The Siming Cauldron, which had no demons to destroy, was rapidly getting smaller and falling to the ground. The demon seeds in the void did not flock out, but used the time obtained by the dark clouds to close the passage. They obviously did not think this was their own opportunity.

Zuo Liuying's best expectations were not achieved, but the worst results also occurred.

Mu Xingqiu retracted his gaze and saw Yang Qingyin and Bald man staring at him in a red light. Behind them were the young demons who had become physical.

The young demon defeated Feng Ruhui and was smiling at the former sojourn body, moving his lips, as if saying "thank you" in human language. Then she raised her right hand, pointed at Mu Xingqiu, and shot a thin lightning, which merged with all the lightning that was stirring in his body.

Then she flew away without nostalgia or saying goodbye. She was extremely fast and disappeared quickly.

Mu Xingqiu's eyes were still red. He felt a little confused, a little lost, and then a little heavy, and the red light disappeared and turned into a darkness.
Chapter completed!