"Soul-Calling Technique.(23w[x]" Lan Binggu smiled, her face squirming like a pile of insects, "Do you really think the soul-Calling Technique you have realized is effective for me? From life to death, from death, from death, I am still me, you can't take away my soul."

The strong demon fire was less than three feet away from Mu Xingqiu, and the lightning was squeezed into a flashing ball of light. But Mu Xingqiu did not feel a soul flying towards him. "Are you still you? When the group of demons were ordered to capture Xiao Qingtao, you have not forgotten the hatred in your heart. When you went to the camp in person, you no longer cared about her."

"Because I have reached a completely new realm, here I will live forever, and all life that will eventually die is humble. I don't care about the person who ruined my face, because I don't care about this face anymore, the Taoist priests, Pang Shan and Prophecy, and even Zuo Liuying and my dead sister. Because everything will disappear, and I live forever!"

Mu Xingqiu glanced at the Lan Curling Demon Fire that was so close to him. The flames blooming like flowers seemed to be dancing in countless small monsters several inches tall. This was different from the various demon fires he had seen. They looked even more wild and harder to control.

After being combined with the light ball in the flea horn, Feiba underwent a qualitative change, and Lan Bing, who was controlled by him, also increased its strength greatly.

Feiba was still screaming in the thick smoke from the sky, and his eyes were also crystal demon pills. Yin Buchen might not be as good as him in the Demon Lord's Dharma, but he had more experience in how to use crystal eyes.

But it was impossible for Pei Zihan and Yin Buchen to fight Feiba alone, and the fleas were not sure where to go. This made Mu Xingqiu feel worried, but he had to ask another thing.

"It's really surprising that you, who are immortal, can even use Taoism. You have lost your inner alchemy."

Lan Binggu realized that Mu Xingqiu had not given up on the soul-suming technique, and couldn't help but sneer, "Because my three fields are still very complete. But the lower dantian is useless, and the magic power will be produced by the demon elixir wings, but the magic is still in the Niwan Palace and left the body from the Jiang Palace. What do you care about this kind of thing? You are going to die."

"I am a Taoist priest. How could I not be curious when I encounter such a thing? If I don't ask, even if I am dead, my soul will be restless."

Lan Binggu laughed twice, and the demon fire suddenly pushed forward one foot, less than two feet away from Mu Xingqiu. The lightning ball blocking the middle was almost about to touch the master's chest.

"I will suggest to Yi Shijun to destroy your body and keep your soul and give you a different way of living."

Mu Xingqiu had no time to talk to him anymore and asked directly: "What kind of magic did you cast against the Taoist invasion of the Demons?"

Xiao Qingtao, Xin Youtao and others were attacked by sneak attacks, and their symptoms were very similar to those of demon-turning techniques. Mu Xingqiu asked this question.

"I will tell your soul when you die." Lan Binggu didn't want to waste time anymore. She wanted to kill the enemy and fly to the sky as soon as possible to help "Yi Shijun".

Although Feiba could not be defeated, Lan Binggu was still very anxious to help him.

Mu Xingqiu didn't want to wait any longer. Feiba's screams had stopped, which was definitely not a good sign, "Lan Binggu, try another soul-suming technique."

"Hey. Unless you are the first in the Lanzhun Department..."

Before Lan Binggu finished speaking, Mu Xingqiu's soul-suming technique really changed. A lamp, a candle, and an axe flew out of the treasure bag, hanging several inches above the Frost Soul Sword.

"The candle summons the soul and cultivates the spirit. The jade axe summons the soul and blocks the evil. Yes, Lan Ice Curling. This is the soul-catching technique you want." Mu Xingqiu began to cast spells.

Lan Binggu's wings that had been flapping slightly stopped, and then his whole body became stiff. The demon fire, which had the upper hand, made his last effort. He failed to break through the block of the lightning ball, but he suddenly disappeared.

"Impossible." Lan Binggu was still able to speak, but it became quite difficult to speak. "You are not a disciple of the Lanzhu Department..."

"I'm not." Mu Xingqiu did not explain. This was his promise to Sun Yulu, a disciple of Luanjing. A gust of cold wind blew around him. The skeleton lantern not far away quickly retreated and did not dare to stay.

Lan Binggu was struggling, but her body could no longer react. The light spots on her wings gradually disappeared, revealing a grayish-white skeleton.

"She is mine!" An extremely angry scream came from the sky, and then the thick smoke dissipated a large area, revealing the normal-sized Feiba.

Yin Buchen had no attacking methods except throwing out the crystal eyes. Pei Zihan had just learned to fly with his wings and could not cast spells. They could not be Feiba's opponents.

Feiba was rushing around with pain, and finally he finally dug out the injured eyes and the crystal eyes that Yin Buchen threw, and then cut off one of Pei Zihan's wings with just one magic trick.

Pei Zihan and Yin Buchen fell quickly, and Feiba rode on the flea's back and rushed towards Mu Xingqiu.

The flea jumped angrily, twisted his body, and raised his hooves, but he couldn't get rid of the half demon on his back. It was not flying with its own power at all. On the surface, Feiba was riding on its back, but in fact, Feiba was pulling it to fly together.

Mu Xingqiu suddenly felt anger in his heart. His practice career smoothed out most of his edges and corners. After taking the magic pill, he must keep a calm mind at any time. However, his personality in his bones has not changed, but it is rare to be exposed.

Seeing Feiba riding on the back of the reluctant flea, practicing, mental state, and reason could not suppress Mu Xingqiu's anger, he rushed up, leaving only the candle and jade axe in the original place. They could not summon the soul, but could limit the movement of the soul and prevent it from returning to Lan Binggu's body.

Feiba reached down and threw out a black ball of light. In a flash, he arrived in front of Mu Xingqiu. Mu Xingqiu was afraid of hurting fleas, so he did not cast a spell to counterattack, and he avoided the attack with his flexible body skills.

"Save me!" Yin Buchen shouted in the air, knowing that he either fell to the ground and died or was burned to death by the flames all over the city. That was not his favorite way of death.

Mu Xingqiu sacrificed a paper talisman, which was given to him by Xin Youtao. He did not have the Fire God Seal, and the talisman effect was very average, but it was still possible to create a simple flying technique.

Yin Buchen felt that he had become much lighter, and he fell for a while and could stop in the air. He hurriedly reached out and grabbed Pei Zihan's only wing, and found that he could still float in the air. He then pulled Pei Zihan up with a desperate attempt. Just as he was about to say thank you, Mu Xingqiu had already swept past with a whoosh, and a black ball of light exploded not far away. Yin Buchen immediately flew away a little further. Looking around, there was no place to stay.

Feiba threw out the tenth black light ball, but it didn't hit the target. Both sides were getting very close. Mu Xingqiu jumped up a lot with the bone-forging fist mental technique. When he reached Feiba's head, he could finally avoid the fleas and cast the spell directly.

The white light shot out from the Frost Soul Sword and hit Feiba's head.

Feiba disappeared, almost the same moment when Mu Xingqiu cast his spell. He disappeared completely, and the white light shot through two feet above the flea's back, hitting nothing.

The magic trick on the flea was still left. After falling for a distance, it stopped in the air, but it was unable to move freely, so it could only shake its head angrily.

Mu Xingqiu had no time to help the flea, so he felt relieved when he saw that it had nothing to do, flew rapidly in the sky, constantly changing direction. He used his eyes to search for Feiba's whereabouts everywhere.

Any spells and magic can be found. There are several magic weapons in Mu Xingqiu's treasure bag that are specifically designed to find these signs. While flying around, he summoned a bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror just appeared on his shoulder. Mu Xingqiu felt a chill flashing behind him, and then he was firmly held by his two arms like iron hoops.

"You are destined to die at my hands." Feiba's trembling voice rang in Mu Xingqiu's ears, as if he was doing something he had to do but was very scared. "You have countless opportunities to kill me. But you didn't do it, this is your sin."

Mu Xingqiu's first move was to retract the Frost Soul Sword in his hand into the scabbard. When he wanted to cast the spell, he found that Jianggong was bound again. He immediately changed to the bone-forging fist to lead the beast's nine-change mental method, but the two arms were too stubborn, making his bones break, but there was no movement at all.

"This is the power of the Demon Lord's Dharma. You didn't kill me in front of the Virgin of Ten Thousand Sons, but just knocked me out. It's so stupid."

Feiba's demonic power was greatly enhanced after being blessed by the Qilin-horned light ball, and it was completely at the level of a giant monster. Even Mu Xingqiu, who had practiced boxing for many years, could not match him.

"Yashan sent you here?" Mu Xingqiu asked gritted his teeth, his chest was too tight to inhale the air.

"I am the supreme demon, no Taoist can command me!" Feiba said angrily, looking at Mu Xingqiu with one eye, and the anger in his heart rose higher and higher. "Those who despise me will be punished. I will not kill you immediately, that's too cheap for you. Lan Binggu is right. You should leave your soul and create something special. Mu Xingqiu, be prepared to accept my magical transformation technique."

Feiba's "Demon Transformation Art" is actually the method of re-destruction in the Dharma of Demon Lord. He wants to kill Mu Xingqiu, but he will not send his soul back to his original body.

The living soul is controlled by the demon clan. This is the most tragic experience of a person after his death. Mu Xingqiu will never surrender like this. He struggles with all his strength and rolls in the air with Feiba on his back.

Mu Xingqiu was trapped in Jiang Palace and could no longer fly. It was Feiba who was taking him, but Feiba could not completely control the Taoist priest, "The Demon Lord is invincible, hand over your soul."

It seemed as if an extremely thin blade pierced into the body against the bone, easily removing the muscles and moving forward like a broken bamboo.

Mu Xingqiu groaned, and even at the most painful and powerless time, he did not lose his consciousness. He saw something with his light, and suddenly aroused another force in his body, and he rushed over with Feiba.

"Ah..." Feiba shouted softly, as if he was yawning, then his arm loosened a little, and the method of destroying again like a blade ended.

One of the fleas' horns penetrated deep into Feiba's back, almost stabbing Mu Xingqiu.

Mu Xingqiu's Jiang Palace was liberated, and he could cast a spell again. He immediately turned over and flew up. His right hand lightning tightly wrapped around Feiba's neck, and his left hand summoned the Frost Soul Sword.

How much trouble will it bring to forgive a demon in the future? How many threats can kill a demon be exempted?

Mu Xingqiu will think about this issue carefully in the future. Now he has only one thought, "Talk your memory, your life, and the Dharma of the Demon Lord."

The suction of illusion, pragmatic illusion and Frost Soul Sword rushed towards Feiba, who was wide-eyed with one-eyed eyes at the same time.

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