The last ray of sunlight disappeared behind the quiet snow mountain in the west, and the last demon-like body stood on the snow ground like broken jade. Mu Xingqiu turned his head and looked carefully, and became more surprised that the golem was extremely similar to humans.

The golem is just bigger, with a height of four or five adult men. Its appearance is majestic and solemn, which is exactly the temperament that an emperor should have. The muscles of the whole body are like full fruits, without any extravagance, and it is also the physique that a soldier should have in people's imagination.

There was a large smoke-like black spot on the golem's chest, destroying the overall beauty. Mu Xingqiu took a closer look and recognized that this was the scar left by the Five Elements Fire Spell.

Yang Qingyin next to him snorted softly. As long as Mu Xingqiu dared to say something more to the scar, she would have prepared a lot of words to refute it, but unfortunately he said nothing.

"This is a piece of wood, what is useful is the heart." Yang Qingyin couldn't help but point out, "Use Laojun's magic clutch to command it to do a lot of things." She looked back at the silent demon clan, "For example, let a group of demons bow to you and obey your orders."

"This is not enough. No matter ten times more demons here, they can't beat the Taoist throne." Mu Xingqiu reached out and touched the dark spots on the golem's chest.

"Didn't it mean that the soul is in my body? If I borrow the Frost Soul Sword, maybe I can make the demon heart do something even more powerful."

"That's not enough. The Taoist priest used the demon-elimination weapon. Even if this heart possessed the power of the Demon Fire Mountain at that time, the Taoist priests on the opposite side were not more than a dozen breath-taking Taoist priests."

"This is not enough, that is not enough, what's your idea?"

"I'm thinking."

Mu Xingqiu flew slowly around the golem and carefully checked each place. He was thinking of a solution, but someone was anxious. Xin Youtao kept looking at the sky and shouted: "Mu Xingqiu, we don't have much time."

The night has fallen, and the layers of clouds in the sky are even more colorful. It has covered the entire camp and is still expanding, just to keep the trapped people out of nowhere to escape.

Most demons only felt that the dark clouds were shining with strange lights, and the air was filled with pressure that made them feel suffocated. A small number of monsters and all Taoists could see more terrifying details: the spells contained in the clouds collided with each other, and new spells were constantly added. Once they poured down, they would be as violent as a rainstorm.

"It should be said that there is no time anymore." Xin Youtao said tremblingly.

"I can only rely on this." Mu Xingqiu said, immediately attracting all the gazes. Zuo Liuying was not there. He was the hope of all Taoist priests and demon clans. "I want to resurrect this demon clan, and he may be able to block the magic of the Taoist throne."

No one understands the meaning of his words. The golem is a piece of wood, and only the heart is alive. How can it be "resurrected"? But no one raised any questions, for fear that the only hope would be blown out as soon as he opened his mouth.

Only Yang Qingyin wanted to ask clearly. Just as she was about to speak, Mu Xingqiu summoned the Frost Soul Sword and turned the hilt backwards and handed it to her, "Can you feel the soul in your body?"

"I can't feel anything. You said that the dragon demon left the soul on me, not what I claimed." Yang Qingyin's voice was cold. She seemed to take the soul seriously at all.

The Taoist sect has the means to detect the soul. They think that the soul is in Yang Qingyin, so it is absolutely impossible to be wrong, not to mention that she had just issued a fireball spell far beyond the realm of Juxia. It is even more proof that Mu Xingqiu suffused his hand and the Frost Soul Sword floated towards Yang Qingyin. "You don't know how to expel the soul, so you have to let Fangfang's soul sense the soul in your body."

Yang Qingyin did not immediately take the sword, "In other words, I am a magic weapon, and Qin Lingshuang's soul is the caster."

“It’s almost the case.”

"Why don't you suck your soul into the sword directly? Wouldn't it be easier to do it?"

"That will kill you. Unless you can detect the existence of the soul and isolate it separately, the soul-detention technique will suck your soul out." Mu Xingqiu knew enough about the light candle magic and knew the danger of studying the soul. Before, it was attached to the magic weapon, and everything was very simple. Even if you destroy the magic weapon, it didn't matter. Now it is combined with Yang Qingyin, and if you are not careful, it will lead to death.

Long Mo's approach is very unwise, and Mu Xingqiu is increasingly difficult to understand her purpose.

Yang Qingyin held the hilt of the sword, "That's all?"

"If everything I want, Fangfang's soul will provide you with powerful mana, and then you will use Laojun's clutches to control the golem."

"So I'm still useful, what should I do if I control it?"

"You need to adapt to the spells that resist Taoist sects."

Yang Qingyin nodded.

The two of them asked and answered questions. The humans and demons in the camp were almost crazy. The colorful clouds in the sky stopped expanding and began to slowly descend. They tentatively shot down a few spells. The numerous prohibitions cast by the demon invading Taoists were about to collapse at one touch, leaving only a few flashes.

"It's too late, it's really too late!" Xin Youtao held more than ten paper talismans in his hands, but he had no confidence in his heart. He looked up at the sky and felt that the whole world was about to be destroyed.

A hand gently pressed on his shoulder, "As long as you are still alive, everything is still in time."

Xin Youtao turned his head and looked at the calm Xiao Qingtao, and was extremely surprised, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Scared." Xiao Qingtao held Ruyi tightly with one hand, and summoned more than a dozen auxiliary magic weapons with the other hand, surrounding her and Xin Youtao. "So I have to resist even more. Brother Xiao Qiu is right, don't treat yourself as a sinner, we did nothing wrong."

Xin Youtao's heart also calmed down. It was not those words that produced the effect, but Xiao Qingtao himself. He wanted to say something. This might be the last time he said sweet words to Xiao Qingtao, so he wanted to be more special, but his mind was empty and he could only say a few words that he remembered first: "If I die, my soul will be thinking about you within forty-nine days."

He was not satisfied with this sentence, but Xiao Qingtao blushed and nodded at him.

The scattered spells landed like raindrops before the heavy rain. Some of them were blocked by the demon-invading Taoists, most of them landed outside the camp and drilled into the snow to explode into large holes.

Mu Xingqiu stood on the flea's back, buckled the straw hat on the bald man's head, and shouted to all the humans and demons around him: "Protect yourself, this is the only thing you have to do!"

Mu Xingqiu began to perform the Demon Lord's Dharma on the Demon Golem. The thunderous sound was quite matched with the dense colorful clouds in the sky.

He did not say a bold statement because he could feel the pessimism and despair that could not be dispelled by any language and could not be reversed by illusion. The only thing he could do was concentrate on casting spells and try to resurrect the golem.

He believed that this was not just a statue, but a real body of the demon clan. The seven Demon Lord’s Dharma describes the growth process of plants. It is not only the demon-suppressing bells that guard the void in Wangshan, but also a large number of nebula trees. All of this made Mu Xingqiu have an idea: perhaps the body of the demon clan was originally wood.

The Demon Lord's Dharma kept pouring into the demon golem, and the Taoist magic spells above his head began to land one after another.

Yang Qingyin frowned. She had not felt the existence of her soul, nor did she feel the power transmitted by the Frost Soul Sword. She could only use Laojun's clutch to control the heart of the demon clan normally.

The heart was beating very fast, but it was even faster and almost burst out of the chest.

Every time the heart beats, it emits a layer of spell similar to the ban on Taoism, which quickly expands to a hundred feet away, just protecting all humans and demons.

But this is not a restriction of the Taoist priests who were covered in it found that casting spells became more difficult. Before, it was just that the spells were difficult to leave the Crimson Palace, but now the speed of the inner alchemy has been reduced.

Only the Gan brothers were not affected much and could still cast spells normally. The two of them summoned all their magic weapons and sent them all into the air, forming a line of defense with the demon heart shield.

Their magic weapons were soon gone, and other Taoists contributed their own copper bells, bronze mirrors and other objects. These auxiliary magic weapons have no marks and can be used by anyone.

More than 300 magic weapons were sent to the sky more than a hundred feet high, like a group of birds still in the air, ready to fight against tens of thousands or even more magic from their fellow disciples.

There were more than 2,000 demons in the camp, but not many demons. The great monsters such as Black Phoenix, Feizu and other monsters also released hundreds of monsters into the sky and defended side by side with magic weapons. The other demons could only wait silently, and even the spirit demons had no choice but to do anything. Jin Cu was anxious and angry, and turned around in the same place, turning into a brocade-tailed horse several times, and immediately changed back. He could not find the enemy at all.

This is a typical battle for the siege of Taoist monarchs. Taoists launched an attack outside their sight. The besieged can only fight against spells and cannot launch a counterattack.

"I have never seen such a powerful offensive. Even when attacking the giant demon king, the Taoist sect was not as fierce as it is now." Heihuang murmured. Apart from looking up at the dazzling spells, she had nothing to do.

"Because this is a magic technique, and it was personally issued by the Taoist priest of the Gods." Xiao Qingtao replied that the Taoist priests got closer and closer to the demon clan and had already stood together. She had nothing to do, and the Ruyi in her hand could only provide some psychological comfort.

Xin Youtao gave up the sacrificial talisman, stretched out his right hand, and held Xiao Qingtao's left hand. She did not shake it away, but held it tighter.

The Taoist magic spells that fell from the colorful clouds were dense, like flowers withering in late spring. All those who looked up knew that these "flowers" were deadly things and would blow them to pieces. However, they could not take their eyes away. The fear in their hearts did not increase, but instead turned into a light and gradually expanded thing, squeezing all the internal organs to the edge, creating holes in their bodies.

These voids can only be filled with death.

The two of them were not attracted by the gorgeous spells in the sky and were still doing their own things.

Yang Qingyin no longer cared whether the Frost Soul Sword provided more powerful power. She focused on using Laojun's clutches to control the hearts of the demons. She did not know magic at all, but she felt that as long as her heart was still beating, she could block the Taoist spells and protect all humans and demons in the camp.

Mu Xingqiu was even more focused and firmly believed that he could awaken the demon clan. As for what would happen after awakening, he no longer had to think about it.

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