Qi Wushang stood at the top of the tree tower, his feet were wrapped in branches and leaves. He drew a steady stream of power from the five demon trees to control the Amber Taoist priest in front of him.

The Amber Taoist Priest was like a bottomless deep pit, and the blood mist that covered the entire demon mountain pass flew towards him, making the amber color redder and redder.

He sucked the tide of anger.

The spell emitted by Yashan Zhibao shrank sharply in front of the Amber Taoist Priest, and fell into a light red abyss like quicksand. The amber kept flashing light and trembling gently, showing signs of overwhelming. Fourteen magicians standing on the back of the bird flew over and chanted spells in hoarse beast monster language. The blood mist entered the amber faster. This was another force to fight against the tide of anger and ensure that the Amber Taoist Priest would not be defeated.

The Amber Taoist is growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only is the color getting darker, but the amber wrapped around it is also expanding slightly. Whenever it expands, it will collapse and return to its original size, but the tremor will be reduced a little.

On the blue flower flying boat at high altitude, Mu Xingqiu was more concerned about the battlefield in the distance. He soon discovered that there was a corpse demon that was unique. Not only were there several humans standing on his shoulders, but he did not rush towards the Taoist priests, but instead absorbed a large number of demon corpses on the ground behind him.

Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao stood on one shoulder, squatting between them Yin Buchen, holding Xin Youtao's thighs and did not dare to raise his head. Xiao Hao and Bai Qing stood on the other shoulder. They were casting spells and shouting, preventing the Taoist priests from attacking the corpse demon, especially to protect the bald man.

The bald Taoist priest's bun is gone, his chaotic hair is still small when he is inlaid on the top of the corpse demon. He is also shouting, looking good.

There were seven other corpse demons across the pass, among the Taoist priests in the distance, Shen Hao seemed to be persuading everyone to turn their magic to their real enemies...

Mu Xingqiu breathed a little relieved, everyone was still alive. Only Zuo Liuying was missing, but he didn't need to worry.

Not long after, Mu Xingqiu's heart rose again, and the seven corpse demons fought with the Taoist priests. At this moment, several human armies rushed into the battlefield from the southeast, with a huge number.

This is an unconventional tactic. In all the battles of Taoist demons, the human army served as auxiliary forces to guard the periphery and intercept the fleeing demon soldiers. They rarely participated directly in the battle. The battle of Duanliu City was an exception. At that time, there were too few Taoist priests, and the Xijie team had to go to the battlefield. The Taoist regime of this battle was well prepared, so there was no need to introduce these mortal soldiers.

Mu Xingqiu was more than 200 miles apart from the battlefield. Under the influence of Amber Taoist Priest, he could only watch the battle situation displayed on the petals. He could not give any reminders, let alone provide any help.

The fighting style of the corpse demon is different from that of Taoist priests and demon clans. They are all composed of corpses, and do not dodge or dodge hundreds of spells shot at them, allowing them to hit the broken body, and splash blood and flesh from head to toe.

The Taoist magic revealed its shape under the influence of blood mist. The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and the various strange phenomena produced by their mutual generation and restraint, and their mismatch and fusion appear on the corpse demons, making their bodies look more than doubled.

But no matter how many spells there are, they cannot kill the corpse demon. They are originally dead objects. No matter how small the pieces they are hit, they will return to the corpse demon under the support of the blood mist.

For the human army that rushed in without knowing how to fight back, the corpse demon's method of fighting back was very simple. With a wave of his arm, the sticky corpse liquid flew out like a huge fishing net. Whether it is human or animal, those who touched it will be injured. The best talisman armor will be quickly corroded. The soldiers rolled and screamed on the battlefield, and soon turned into corpses and joined the body of the corpse demon.

Facing the Taoist priests who were flying in the air and never approaching too close, the seven corpse demons had other methods to demon seeds. Between the blood mist and spells in the sky, there was an occasional green light flash, and almost no one could notice that the Taoist priests attacked by the demon seeds did not change on the surface, but they became more aggressive and became closer to the corpse demon. Normal Taoist priests were driven and followed unknowingly.

"Retreat!" Mu Xingqiu cried out, but no one could hear his scream.

The sound of silence in the flower stamen was heard again, "The corpse demon can at most exert 10% of the power of the demon seed, and the demon corpse is not our residence after all."

"Why don't the Shintoist priests order a retreat? They should know how to deal with the demon seeds." Mu Xingqiu asked without looking back, as if there was a patient lecturer standing beside him.

"The Ninxin Catalog can only influence the hearts of ordinary people by imitating a little bit of fur. The demon species controls the true power. Even if they can only exert a small part, it is enough to firmly grasp the hearts of Taoists. For more than 130,000 years, Taoists have lost their vigilance. They only remember to stay away from the enemy as much as possible, but they do not know the reason. These Taoists only want to eliminate demons, and every word from the Taoist priests in the Shen sounds inspired and inspire them."

The demon seed is the master of the battlefield. The blood mist strengthens their strength. The order of the Shintoshi Taoist priest was distorted as soon as it entered the battlefield. Nearly a thousand Taoist priests knew that they were rotating around the trap.

As for those human soldiers, the sound in the stamens was not even mentioned, and it was too easy to manipulate their hearts.

Compared with the power of the demon seed, Mu Xingqiu's illusion of mind is like a trick learned by a child.

"The Shintoshi will not admit defeat." Mu Xingqiu said, both an assertion and an expectation.

"Of course." The voice in the stamen said calmly.

The light of demon-elimination shot from the Daotong Mountain in the distance. More than a dozen lights cleverly avoided all the Taoist priests on the battlefield and shot at the same corpse demon. The corpse demon was hit, and the body of a hundred feet collapsed. The mad Taoist priest who had settled from the head of the corpse demon to his chest was exposed. Hundreds of ordinary five-element spells came in one go. No matter how much the Daotong friendship was, the mad Taoist priest was blown into powder, but no green light flew out.

"The Taoist priest's reaction was much slower than 130,000 years ago," said Huarui.

The demon seed has been scattered into other Taoist priests, and the crazy Taoist priest is no longer the main carrier.

The collapsed corpse demon condensed into shape again at an incredible speed. This time it wrapped around an ordinary Taoist priest who flew closest. The Taoist priest seemed to be suddenly frightened, with a terrified expression, and his body floated in the air without moving, allowing himself to be swallowed by the demon corpse and become a new corpse demon.

"And the Taoist priests are not as determined as ever. More than 130,000 years ago, the Taoist priests in the distance would kill all life on the battlefield without hesitation. No matter whether they were demon clans or Taoist priests, they did not care whether the Taoist priests were attacked by demons." Hua Rui's plain tone showed a hint of disappointment, "The enemy of the demon clan has fallen to this point. I heard that the Taoist priests have no subservient to the Rimeng Taoist priests, and the only subservient to the Yuemeng Taoist priests do not know where to go. From this point of view, we can take down Wangshan to destroy the Demon-Suppressing Bell in less than ten years. The Taoist priests have declined, but the magic weapon has become powerful. The sword washing pool did not have such a powerful force at the beginning, but it is almost impossible to support it. The lack of those drops of water has had a great impact on it."

Mu Xingqiu changed his sight and looked east.

With the support of Qi Wushang and Wu Demon Trees, the suction force of Amber Taoist increased exponentially, not only putting the Angry Sea Tide in his pocket, but even sucking the Sword Washing Pool itself.

Taoist Yashan was about 120 to thirty miles away from the Demon Mountain Pass. The previous waves of anger dispelled the unclean air. Therefore, Mu Xingqiu could see the general situation there with his Tianmu: hundreds of Taoist priests formed several circles in the air, holding the main magic weapon in one hand, and constantly changing their postures with the other hand, casting spells on a Taoist priest in the circle. But everyone still couldn't stop moving towards the Demon Mountain Pass to the west.

"If the Taoist priests had either retreated immediately, abandoned the sword-washing pool and the Taoist priests on the battlefield, regrouped and then came to the decisive battle. Or summoned all the magic weapons immediately, they never hesitated, never." The voice in the flower stamen seemed to have a little nostalgia, "You saw it. This is the power of the demon clan. Qi Wushang and Amber Taoist priests could only exert less than half, only you. After experiencing the double cleaning of the demon seeds and souls, and practicing the illusion of mind, you can have all your power."

Mu Xingqiu didn't say anything, his heart was trembling. This is the Taoist tradition, the invincible Taoist tradition. He was actually at a disadvantage in front of several demons who escaped. Is the gap between today's Taoist tradition and the era of the Three Ancestors really so big?

But the fact seems to be that. Not only the power is there, but also the mentality and tactics. Taoism has become accustomed to the suppression and play that has an absolute advantage. Suddenly, when he encounters an opponent who is evenly matched or even slightly stronger, he is even at a loss and fails to make a decision immediately.

"We won't and cannot make you into a demon. You are still you. You can even destroy the demon tree, Qi Wushang and us, so that the Taoist dynasty can win this victory and save your friends."

The plain topic of Hualien is full of temptation. Mu Xingqiu's heart was moved and his trust in the dragon demon was restored. He felt that she would not harm her. Since she was promoting all this, eating the magic fruit should not be harmful. Having an unparalleled powerful force is an temptation that anyone can refuse, because power can realize too many dreams and desires. It is like piles of gold and silver, and can buy most visible things in the world.

A glance from the corner of his eyes, Mu Xingqiu's attention was attracted by the southern battlefield again. The special corpse demon had completed a large-scale gathering of corpses. The bald man was gone. I don't know where to settle. Xin Youtao and others were still standing on their shoulders that were several times wider than before, and even Yin Buchen stood up.

Mu Xingqiu suddenly understood that this corpse demon was Zuo Liuying, and he and Xin Youtao and Xiaohao were fellow travelers, and only he could control the demon species.

The bald man hid a complete demon species in his mind, without any division, so he gathered corpses faster. This corpse demon was one step later when he entered the battlefield, but at this moment he was larger and stronger than other corpse demons.

Zuo Liuying's corpse demon took big steps and rushed into the battle group, holding a demon corpse demon in each hand, easily pinching them into two pieces.

The Taoist priests on the battlefield were both surprised and happy, and retreated one after another.

"The Taoist sect has not yet been defeated." Mu Xingqiu murmured.

It seemed to be to prove his words, Qi Wushang, who was under the Blue Flower Flying Boat, suddenly shouted: "Why is the blood and energy decreasing? Go and check it out!"

A witch left on a snake-headed giant bird.

"There is still hope for the Taoist dynasty." Mu Xingqiu's voice raised a little. He knew what was going on. Yin Buchen built a node tower and successfully vented his blood.

Qi Wushang and the Demon Seed's plan did not come true completely. The bald man was rescued by Zuo Liuying and did not take the Demon Seed to control the sword washing pool.

"The devil is the devil." Mu Xingqiu recovered from his santhemum. He was almost bewitched by the sound in the flower stamen. Now he saw the loophole in the speech, "My thoughts and will are not important. When I swallow the devil fruit, everyone in the world thinks I am a devil, and then I am a devil. There is no other choice except to cast it towards you."

Mu Xingqiu reached out to grab the red magic fruit and stared at it for a while. It was hard to imagine how much power it would bring.

He threw the magic fruit to the ground, and then jumped down himself. He was powerless to cast spells and had no choice but to jump down from a height of thousands of feet.

"No!" The sound in the flower stamen had a strong emotion for the first time, which was anger.

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