"Attack." Zuo Liuying's voice appeared in Mu Xingqiu's mind. In front of him, Chen Hao was pinching the trick with his right hand, and obviously he also received the same order.

The huge incisive blood talisman burned into ashes in the air. At the same moment when five white lights slashed from the sky, two Pangshan disciples took action. Apart from the few magic weapons around them, they did not take any protective measures. They believed in the judgment of the head of the Ban Secret Section.

The two had slightly different attack targets. Chen Hao's true earth-born gold art went straight to the main scattered cultivator floating at the top, and the lightning flashed from the tip of Mu Xingqiu's whip hit the burning paper talisman.

The battle was not too complicated, just in the blink of an eye, five white lights, Shen and Mu's spells had hit the target.

Mu Xingqiu followed Zuo Liuying's previous advice and only used the fifth level of illusion. He stood behind Shen Hao, but the lightning hit the ashes of the paper talisman that had not yet completely disappeared. With a light sound, almost no one heard it among the spells, but it was this blow that determined the entire battle situation.

Chen Hao used all his strength to use the real earth to produce gold. The Pojun Ruyi light flashed in his left hand. The main casual cultivator was hit in front of his chest. He had already condensed the magic power of the entire fish and dragon formation, but he did not expect that the core of the formation suddenly disappeared, and he had only his own magic power. As an ordinary casual cultivator, he could not stop Taoist Maestro Gu Xia's full-strength attack. He screamed and turned over and fell. Chen Hao showed mercy. After the casual cultivator fell several feet, he stabilized again. He did not die.

The other four casual cultivators were stunned for a moment, and what made them even more dazed was the five white lights. They all hit the target accurately, but did not produce the results they expected.

Mu Xingqiu and Shen Hao were hit by the white light, but they only snorted at the same time, their bodies slightly frustrated, as if they were being pressed by heavy objects. They took three or five steps back, removed their strength, and their faces were slightly red. That's all, there was no other reaction.

After Zuo Liuying's carriage was hit, there was no change, as if only a dead leaf fell on it.

The two white lights that hit the princess's tent caused two screams, unlike human voices. The talisman masters and guards in the camp were all shocked and ran into the tent. The fastest-legged person reached the door in a few steps. He was hesitating whether to break in, and the princess's calm voice came from inside.

It hit the nail on the head, but the needle was ineffective.

The fish and dragon formation formed by the scattered cultivators was broken. The five people did not escape. Without Lan Bingku's order, they did not dare to move rashly.

Neither side launched another attack and was in an inexplicable confrontation. Mu Xingqiu and Shen Hao looked at each other, not understanding the incisive blood talisman that made Zuo Liuying lose a magic weapon when the first cast was cast. Why was the power so pitifully that he did not even shoot down his hair.

The silence lasted for only a short while, and something suddenly rushed out of the tent, a lonely head.

The bald man had participated in the Battle of Duanliu City, but many of the guards and talisman masters around the princess were newcomers. He had never heard of him. Seeing a head flying past his eyes, gritting his teeth, and standing with his eyebrows, he was so scared that he was scattered. Several people screamed, if they had not been loyal to the princess, they would have turned around and escaped long ago.

"Who?" The bald man glanced at him, and his three strands of hair stood upright. "Who hit me with the white light?"

Several talisman masters had already shown the paper talismans, and Mr. Pan San happened to come and shouted, "Our own people, my own people." He asked the bald man panted and said, "Where is your princess? Is she okay?"

The bald man stared at the five casual cultivators in the air fiercely, and decided that they were the ones who hit him with white light. Mr. Pan asked again, and then he said, "The princess is fine. I use a bronze mirror to protect her head, but who am I going to provoke whom? I didn't even say a word, stayed in the tent honestly, and no one gave me a bronze mirror. This white light made my eyes look like stars..."

The bald man became more and more angry as he spoke. The red light of the demonic heart in his hair flashed, and he was about to take revenge with gritted teeth. Mu Xingqiu reached out to stop him, "Chen Hao avenged you."

"Er Shuan, are you avenging me?" The bald man was still angry.

Chen Hao hadn't heard his nickname for many years, so he shook his head helplessly, "Look, wasn't there someone hit by me?"

The bald man looked carefully and found that there was a person covering his chest in pain. He seemed to be very injured. He was a little satisfied. "Only one head is left, and he still wants to hit me..."

Chen Hao loudly said to several casual cultivators: "We have already learned the three talismans. Does King Lan have any tricks?"

The casual cultivators looked at me and looked at you, and suddenly turned around and ran away quickly. The injured man was the slowest and was left far behind. He looked back in horror from time to time.

Lan Bingku's voice did not sound anymore. She hid too far. When the talisman was broken, she could not convey her form and sound.

Zeng Fu walked out of the tent and said to Mr. Pan San and others: "The princess is safe, don't worry."

Everyone believed in the words of the princess and was relieved. Mr. Pan San ordered everyone to go back to everyone and continue to be alert. He walked to Mu Xingqiu by himself, "This life and death master is indeed targeting the princess. She tried her best to divert her attention just to attack His Highness the Princess. Fortunately, with your help, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

Mu Xingqiu still didn't fully understand that he hit the paper talisman at the last moment, which could indeed reduce the power of the five white lights, but it would not weaken them to the point of insignificance. "Lan Binggu first provoked Pang Shan, this is her asking for trouble..."

Yang Qingyin walked out of the tent, with a confused look on her face, "What's going on?"

Mu Xingqiu signaled her to meet Zuo Liuying with her, but the carriage was silent. The only person who could explain everything seemed to not want to speak or see people.

"The first seat must have found a way to break the talisman of cultivating cultivators." Mu Xingqiu glanced at the bald man following behind him, "Why did Lan Binggu cast spells on him?"

He was asking Yang Qingyin, and the bald man rushed to say, "You still need to ask, you must be trying to steal my baby demon heart. Brother Xiao Qiu, if you didn't stop me just now..."

Yang Qingyin reached out and pushed Bald man behind him, "Actually, what Lan Binggu wanted to beat him. Bald man stopped above Duan Caihao's head at that time, which was equivalent to blocking her move."

"Xiao Hao has nothing good, why did Lan Binggu hit her? It must be me. Humph, I will see her again next time, I have to engrave a few words on her face." Bald man shook twice, "I still have Venus in front of me now."

Xiao Hao really has nothing good. She doesn't even have the third level of inhalation, and she doesn't even have the main magic weapon she refined herself. But she has something special. She is a disciple of the Minxin Department personally selected by the young demon.

Yang Qingyin looked at the silent Mu Xingqiu, "Hmph, Taoist Mu is mixed with the first seat and learns to keep the secret if he doesn't say anything."

Mu Xingqiu smiled and said to the bald man: "You go and protect the princess. If there is another sneak attack, you will stand in front of the princess."

"Okay, but I have to let Xiao Qingtao give me a bronze mirror. You can't just think about the princess and forget me."

The bald man flew to the tent, Chen Hao was still at the door, and there was still no sound in Zuo Liuying's carriage. Mu Xingqiu simply told Yang Qingyin about the special features of Xiao Hao.

Yang Qingyin suddenly realized, "Lan Binggui has too many ambitions. He wants to take revenge on Zuo Liuying, kill the princess, and also wants to steal the soul through Xiao Hao... But why did she kill Xiao Hao?"

"She probably thought the young demon hid the soul on Xiao Hao."

"Is it really in her? Is the young demon grateful to you in this way?"

Mu Xingqiu shook his head, "I tried it with the Frost Soul Sword. My soul is not on Xiao Hao. Why did the young demon send such a disciple to the Nianxin Department? I don't understand now."

Seeing Mu Xingqiu frowned, Yang Qingyin smiled and said, "Don't underestimate this Nianxin Department. When the white light shot down, she was alone, but she was afraid that Taoist Xingluo would not be calm. She also asked, "Why did the white light shoot through the tent?"

"Yes, why?" Mu Xingqiu also asked.

"Some spells have this characteristic. All their strength is only bursting out when they hit the enemy. Not to mention a tent, even a stone wall can pass by."

"But that is the Five Elements Spell, which emphasizes quality but not form. Although Lan Binggu was once Taoist priest Pangshan, her talismans can be seen by everyone and have nothing to do with the Five Elements Spell."

"The little girl Duan Caihao really saw some tricks." Yang Qingyin also began to feel strange.

Zuo Liuying never showed up, so Yang Qingyin had to go back to the princess's tent.

No accident happened in the rest of the night. The next morning, the team set off, and the officials in the city came to see him off. The gifts were several times higher than all the previous accommodation cities. They did not dare to go out of the city to save people last night, hoping to make up for their sins in this way.

The next day and night were also very calm, Zuo Liuying still refused to show up, and Xiao Hao even guessed whether the first seat died inside.

The sending team of Xijieguo and the wedding army of the Holy Talisman Dynasty finally met outside a big city. The 800 Huang Fujun and 200 talisman masters made the princess' safety very guaranteed. Mr. Pan San and others finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Yang Qingyin and others did not have to take turns to stay by the princess's side.

From here to the east, it is considered to enter the hinterland of the Holy Talisman Dynasty. The journey is still long, but the cities are dense and there are army guards everywhere. In order to show their loyalty to please the future grandmother, the cities rushed to receive the princesses, and the speed of the entire team was greatly slowed down.

For Princess Nishijie, her war began from then on. Although she could not enter the city or summon any man, she frequently met with ladies from various cities, and reached secret agreements one by one with laughter and joy, weaving the network she had worked hard for more than ten years to become stronger.

On the tenth day after Lan Binggui failed in the challenge, Zuo Liuying finally spoke and called all the Taoist priests into the carriage. There were piles of paper in front of him, with all kinds of talismans written on it. Since there was no special materials, these talismans were of little use, and at most they could fly in the air for a while.

Zuo Liuying studied it for ten days and ten nights and finally came to a clear conclusion.

"Lan Binggu's talisman is not a new spell at all, but an old spell. The Longbin Society had not been born yet, and the talisman science was completely in the hands of the Taoist priest."

The head of the Ban Secret Department paused for a while, "Our enemy is another Taoist ruling family. There are many dangers to go to the imperial capital. I hope everyone knows it."
Chapter completed!