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Chapter four hundred and eighty first

"Brother Xiaoqiu is also at the demon mountain pass." Xiao Qingtao's words made Yin Buchen react, and immediately chased the corpse demon who had not yet walked away, muttering: "I want to find Mu Xingqiu, he has to keep his word."

Yin Buchen did not help Taoism casually. Mu Xingqiu promised to give him the crystal eyes and the Demon Lord the Dharma, but he did not forget at all.

On the shoulders of the corpse demon, there was a group of demon-invading Taoist priests standing. Yin Buchen did not recognize any of them. After landing, he kept nodding at the people around him, like checking the number. "In fact, it's good to be attacked by demons. Our demon clan calls this kind of thing "Demon Luck". Not only can we greatly enhance our strength, but it may also be passed on to descendants..."

The Taoists all glared at the half demon, and Yin Buchen suddenly pointed to a stream of blood gushing away, "Look, that's my masterpiece! I transformed a node tower by myself, and a flash of inspiration destroyed it, becoming a big gap for venting blood. Haha, that fool Hao Changqing is never as smart as me, and Qi Wushang couldn't have imagined that his entire plan would be destroyed in my hands!"

In addition to anger, there was a little more suspicion and contempt in the eyes of the Taoists. Yin Buchen shook his head, "Okay, Shen Ji and Xiao Qingtao also helped me. They helped me. The idea was made by me, and the magic was also used by me."

Yin Buchen was about to explain in detail, but the corpse demon suddenly ran and strode very quickly. With his huge body, this was a big miracle. His shoulders were undulating even more violently. Yin Buchen almost couldn't stand steadily, and hurriedly opened his arms to stabilize his body. He had no energy to talk nonsense. He was still a little impressed by these Taoists. They all seemed to be growing on the corpse demon. No matter how severe the tilt was, his footsteps did not move at all.

The corpse demon became too big, and there were nearly a hundred Taoist priests on his shoulders. Therefore, Zuo Liuying did not use teleportation techniques, but ran all the way with a very fast speed. It took less than half an hour to run more than 200 miles, and by the way, he pushed down most of the demon towers along the way, especially more than a dozen node towers, which were uprooted.

The demon mountain pass is already in ruins, as if it had just experienced the double attack of floods and hurricanes.

The demon soldiers stationed here were either killed or ran away. Instead of them, a group of Taoist priests in Yashan occupied the demon mountain pass.

The Yashan soldiers were divided into three groups, one by Lu Xiaoxin, and the entire army was destroyed. The lower Taoist priests participated in the battle of Taoist demons in the south. The last main Taoist priests attacked the demon mountain pass on the eastern foot of Pangshan Mountain, hoping to capture the Amber Taoist priest, which was they who defeated the demon soldiers here.

Hundreds of Taoist priests of Yashan lined up in the air, blocking their way, and everyone held magic weapons in their hands. However, they allowed the corpse demon and the demon-invading Taoist priests to walk within 300 steps, and finally did not completely regard them as enemies.

"Stop!" A thin Taoist priest of Yashan flew out of the queue and came to the opposite side of the corpse demon. His eyes swept over and did not stop on anyone. Even his fellow disciples did not attract his attention. "My name is Zhou Qianhui, the first director of the Yashan Divine Engineering Department, please come out and speak."

Neither a "Taoist fellow" nor a "Taoist priest", Zuo Liuying is just Zuo Liuying.

The corpse demon has a huge head, but it is in a thick shape and does not have delicate facial features. There should be two rows of demon heads arranged in the place with a mouth. At this time, he slowly moved up and down, revealing a big hole. The bald man floated inside with a smile, his hair was tidied up and his hair was inserted, and his hair was still in a standard Pangshan style. "I recognize you, you took me to the sword washing pond."

The bald man went to Yashan twice to undergo the purification of the sword baptism pool, accompanied by Zhou Qianhui. The first time the bald man was completely unconscious and had no impression, but the second time he remained awake. He still remembered this Taoist priest of Yashan.

Zhou Qianhui nodded coldly, because of these two accompanyings, he was unshirkable for the second time that the water in the sword was stolen. At that time, he was more interested in the strange situation of his head and completely ignored other dangers, "I want to see Zuo Liuying."

The bald man shook his head, "He can't see you, all the Taoists here can testify. Zuo Liuying hasn't come out for a long time. Just say something to me. I have a good understanding of Zuo Liuying and can answer all questions for him."

Yashan had already contacted Daotong Mountain in the south and knew clearly what happened on the battlefield. Zhou Qianhui hesitated for a moment, "Zuo Liuying, Daotong requires you to take all the demons and Taoists to chase the demons who fled to the northwest sacrificial country, and then..."

"No, right?" Bald head shook his head faster, "You've made a mistake. Zuo Liuying has withdrawn from Pangshan. Daotong can no longer ask for him. We are here to fight Qi Wushang. He is not dead yet, right?"

"Qi Wushang is not dead, and there is Yashan Taoist priest here, so you don't need your help." Zhou Qianhui's eyes turned to those demon invading Taoist priests, "If you want to do something for the Taoist priest, there are only two ways: either slaughter here, or pursue the demon soldiers and die on the battlefield. The demon species must not be left behind, and the Taoist priests are not able to save you at present."

The Taoists knew all the terrible things about the demon species, but the best time to kill themselves and eliminate demons has passed. After this trip, the Taoists invaded the Taoists closely linked their fate with Zuo Liuying, all lowered their heads and waited for his instructions.

The bald man nodded frequently, as if someone was whispering to him, and then said, "Zuo Liuying asked you, since Qi Wushang is not dead, how is the Yashan Sword Washing Pool? And Brother Xiao Qiu? Where have you hidden it?"

"No matter how others decide, you have to follow us." Zhou Qianhui was waiting for this head here.

"OK."

The bald man agreed too easily, but Zhou Qianhui was shocked. Zuo Liuying was resourceful and liked to use strange tricks. He knew very well, so he became alert in his heart, "Wait."

The bald man flew out of the corpse demon's huge mouth, "What are you waiting for? It's such a time, don't you worry? I really admire you." The bald man said as he flew, flew past Zhou Qianhui and headed straight for the group of Taoist priests in Yashan lined up. Suddenly he remembered something, and turned around to the Taoist priests on the shoulders of the corpse demon, saying, "Zuo Liuying said, let you stay here and don't move. He can't help you remove the demon seed, but it can temporarily suppress the influence of the demon seed, so don't leave the body of the corpse demon no matter what."

The Taoist priests all nodded, and even several Taoist priests of Yashan who were attacked by the demon species were more willing to follow Zuo Liuying's instructions.

The bald man continued to fly forward, and Zhou Qianhui followed behind. He always felt something was strange, but he couldn't figure out what the problem was.

"Hey, isn't this Shen Jiyi? Hello, we came to Xijieguo together a few days ago. Do you still remember? Why did I hear that you had tampered with me in secret?"

Shen Jiyi was among the Taoist priests in Yashan. His face was not changed and he could not hear any bald words.

The bald man passed through the crowd, and Zhou Qianhui flew to him to lead the way, signaling that the other Taoists would stay and monitor the corpse demons and the group of demons invading Taoists.

"Do I really have a few drops of water from the sword washing pool in my mind?" asked the bald man.

"That's right."

"You have always been quite polite to me, so I want to tell you, I didn't mean to steal water, I just had a head and didn't know anything. Think about it, would Yashan be bad for the sword washing pool, so the water inside deliberately escaped? You can use it to clean magic tools, use it to practice inner alchemy, and use it to cast spells. These tasks are quite tiring."

As he got further and further away from the corpse demon, Zhou Qianhui's vigilance was also slightly lowered and he smiled, "I believe you didn't mean it, but this is not important. The key is that the sword washing pool must be kept intact. I hope you can understand."

"I understand that the sword washing pool has never been painted with paint. It is because it is incomplete, so I must send back the drops of water in my mind."

Zhou Qianhui was a Taoist priest Xingluo, but he was stunned at this time. This head had always been very naive. He could say such reasonable words when he was eleven or twelve years old, and he could vaguely guess the dilemma of the sword washing pond, which really surprised him. The first director of the Divine Engineering Department took out three bronze mirrors, a copper seal and two candles, and inspected the head in the flying air. He had to beware of any accidents. Yashan could not withstand the tossing.

The bald man didn't care at all and was frankly inspected. "Actually, the whole thing was a bit ridiculous. Everything originated from Du Fangfeng, a casual cultivator. He did such a big thing to please a female Taoist priest in Luanjingshan who didn't care about him. I just bit a few blood-soaked magic text scrolls, and when Sun Yulu brought them to Yashan, Chishui inexplicably entered my mind. Actually, I have no grudges and grudges with Yashan... Hey, have you noticed that there was always a female Taoist priest in Luanjingshan in these two water drop incidents. He said he was unaware of it. Who knows?"

The bald man was nagging, but Zhou Qianhui didn't listen to a word. He was startled by the examination results, "Stop, you, have you been attacked by the demon seed?"

The bald man turned around and said, "Yes, I ate a red fruit. It is said that it was born from the demon seed. I haven't eaten real food for a long time and think it tastes pretty good. The demon seed is a bad thing. He always wants me to sleep and then control me to do this and that. It's a bit like Shen Jiyi from Yashan..."

Zhou Qianhui showed anger on his face, cast a spell, and accelerated his flight with his head. He arrived at his destination soon.

Hundreds of Taoist priests floated in the air, scattered in height and circled in several circles, all facing inward, with a large number of magical instruments floating around their bodies.

The bald man encountered an invisible restriction and could not fly forward. He could not see what was in the circle. He shouted: "I'm here, Pang Shan Mu Songxuan is here, please give way."

The ban disappeared, the bald man leaned too tightly, turned a few little stones forward, and finally entered the circle, and glanced at it, and saw a large circular pit on the ground, only a small piece in the middle stood alone, with a tree tower growing on it, and a blood-red translucent stone floating not far from the tower, which was very large, and something was vaguely swimming slowly inside.

"Flea!" The bald man shouted excitedly.

The unicorn jumped up from the edge of the tree tower, pushed the bald man up with his head, and flew towards the amber.

"What do you want me to see?" asked bald man in confusion, looking around, "Where did Brother Xiaoqiu go? Taoist priests in Yashan are all here, where is the sword washing pond?"

Zhou Qianhui whispered with the two Taoist priests, nodded a few times, flew to the bald man, pointed to the blood-red huge rock and said, "This is the Amber Taoist priest, Qi Wushang, Mu Xingqiu is all inside, the sword washing pond... is also inside."

"Ha!?" The bald man immediately flew by himself and circled around the amber, "This thing is so ok? The sword washing pool is very big."

"The sword washing pool can be reduced... would you like to go in?" Zhou Qian asked.

"Yes!" The bald man rushed towards Amber, but was bounced back, "It won't let me in."

Zhou Qianhui turned his head and glanced at the two Yashanzhu Shintoshi, and he had to say something, "It's very risky to do this, and I always feel that Zuo Liuying... has other plans."

"Yashan is not afraid of conspiracy." said a Shintoshi, his body was still moving, but the bald man felt a force pushing him from behind and sending him into Amber.

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