Shen Jixian is a Taoist priest Xingluo, which means that he has cut off most of his emotions. Even if death is near, it will not change color. But this time, his heartbeat accelerated, not because death is approaching, but because death actually stopped in front of him, like a crazy horse galloping on the street, being knocked down by the warrior at the last moment, and did not hit the shocked child.

Shen Jixian felt that he and the hundreds of Taoist priests around him were the shocked children, but he never thought that the warriors who saved people would be Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin.

The golem's hand armor was still red, but his heart was no longer beating.

It is easy for Mu Xingqiu to cast spells into Yang Qingyin's mind, but it is difficult for him to exit. Something entangled his spells, mana and thoughts, turning like a vortex in the water, making him sink more and more.

This power did not come from Yang Qingyin. In fact, she also wanted to get rid of Mu Xingqiu's spell as soon as possible. No one was willing to open his mind to let outsiders enter. The golem has been stopped, and the illusion of the mind should stop. But no matter how she objected, she could not expel the illusion. Her entire memory was also swept into the vortex.

She thought it was Mu Xingqiu's use of evil, but when she saw him trying to retract his arm with a serious look on his face, she realized that they were actually sympathetic.

This vortex-like power cannot come from the golem. If the heart stops beating, it means that he has lost the ability to cast spells. Just like once the Niwan Palace is destroyed, he cannot contemplate the details of the spell, and naturally he cannot cast specific spells.

Immediately afterwards, the two no longer need to look at each other with their naked eyes. Their memories and thoughts were completely controlled by the vortex, and they could directly see everything about each other.

So, without a word or a sentence, the two understood each other’s thoughts, and their guess was the same: this power came from Fangfang’s soul and soul.

The two stood quietly on the shoulder of the golem, motionless, and Mu Xingqiu's right thumb was still pressed on Yang Qingyin's forehead. To outsiders, they, like the golem, had lost their ability to move.

The whole thing happened quickly and chaotic. Most of the Taoist priests and demon clans on both sides did not even know that the golem had been preparing to fight hard. This attack would not only kill a large number of Taoist disciples, but also likely to destroy the demon clan and demon invading Taoist priests in front of him. For the golem, slaves are not worth cherishing.

The Taoist disciples on the hillside are still casting spells.

Shen Hao jumped into the air in front of everyone and shouted at the Taoists: "Stop! Didn't you see it? Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin stopped the golem and saved your lives!"

Shen Hao is the leader of the Demon Slaying Society. His words are very substantial, but in front of more than a dozen Xinglu Taoist priests, this amount is discounted. The Taoist priests stopped casting spells, but they all looked at Xinglu Taoist priests. With just a command or a wink, they would continue to attack.

His eyes soon gathered on Shen Jixian alone. He was the commander of this group of Taoist priests in the northeast, and even other Taoist priests in Xinglu followed his orders.

No one knew the danger just now better than Shen Jixian, and no one was more embarrassed than him. Letting go of Mu Xingqiu means admitting that this disciple of Nianxin did not become a demon, which means questioning the judgment of Taoism.

His left hand was still holding a spell, and the spell was about to come out. As long as he took action, all Taoists would follow. This was a great opportunity to eliminate demons and eliminate demons: the golem and Mu Xingqiu both lost their ability to cast spells, and many demons were panicked, and a small number of Taoists invaded were not afraid of...

But he hesitated.

"Shen's Head." Chen Hao landed on the ground and said in his most calm voice as much as possible: "You must see more clearly than me. Mu Xingqiu has not transformed into a demon, at least he has not completely transformed into a demon. The Taoist sect was too hasty this time, so it would be better to wait for the Shen Taoist priest..."

Shen Jixian waved his hand to interrupt Chen Hao, and many past events flashed in front of him. Mu Xingqiu was a unique Taoist priest. He performed particularly prominently from the beginning. If you want to say that he had made contributions to the Taoist priest, no lower Taoist priest can surpass him, but if you want to say that anyone who is not strong in Taoism is the most susceptible to becoming a demon, it is him.

Shen Jixian's hesitation lasted for a short while, "There is nothing to wait for, the demon is the demon."

The first seat of the Five Elements Department holds a boundless divine mirror in his right hand. This is a ninth-grade magic weapon. The mirror is like ice, without a border, and both sides can be illuminated. It produces a large number of colorful clouds and accommodates countless magical magic.

The function of the boundless divine mirror is more than this. Shen Jixian activates mana and casts spells first, setting an example for all Taoists.

Chen Hao was powerless to stop him, and he had no chance to stop him. He was just a low-level Taoist priest at the level of Gu Xia, as weak as a baby in front of the Taoist Xingluo.

The Taoists no longer paid attention to Chen Hao standing in front of him and cast spells one after another. Only Bai Qing from Luanjing Mountain looked at him sympathetically and did not release spells.

The boundless divine mirror selected targets for all spells. No matter who the caster initially pointed to, after the spell left, they all rushed towards the unmoving golem and the two people on his shoulders.

Five or six miles are a very short distance for Taoist priests' spells, and it will be in a few blinks.

The demon invading Taoists took action to resist, and they could cast spells normally again, but the number of people was too small and the strength was too weak, so they were unable to block the spells that were coming from the river.

Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao shouted loudly, Xiao Hao and Flea flew over and pushed, but they couldn't wake Mu and Yang. They were still standing in their original place, turning a blind eye to the imminent danger.

A light shot from the south air, with the thickness of the fingers being farther away, but the speed was faster. It came first, and defeated all the spells of Shen Jixian and others in one go.

"Zuo Liuying!" Shen continued to sternly, only one person would stop them from killing demons at this time.

A roar suddenly sounded in the air, from all directions, but there was no lightning afterwards. There were only a wave of strange winds blew, and the wind was strong and weak, sometimes west and sometimes east, sometimes cold and sometimes hot, sometimes enemies and friends, but it made all humans and demons stand up and their hearts tugged.

"Is it really Zuo Liuying?" Xiao Hao still pressed his hands on Mu Xingqiu's back, looking up and looking around. He could find nothing except the stars and moons in the night sky.

Everyone was looking for it, and even the Taoist disciples who were miles away stopped casting spells.

"Are the Shintoshi priests fighting against Zuo Liuying?" Shin Ji expressed his guess.

Shen Jixian nodded, and he could not see more scenes, but he knew that Zuo Liuying must have been surrounded by other Taoist priests. These Taoist priests let the golem not be killed, and they sat down to see the disciples of Taoism not be saved, just to wait for Zuo Liuying to take action.

Taoism is Taoism, and it will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Zuo Liuying has not become a demon. If he does not stand on the side of the "demon", no one can touch him.

Zuo Liuying finally crossed this line. He is no longer a "unrelated person", but a demon's protector, almost equivalent to a demon.

Shen Jixian breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he did not give up the attack in a daze and finally forced Zuo Liuying out, which was considered a contribution.

The battle between the Taoist demons temporarily stopped, and the demons got a chance to breathe, but they were all a little confused.

"The golem does not move anymore. The Taoist sect will stop fighting, and there is also this strange wind. What is going on?" The old hit the back of his head, "What are the spirit king and Taoist priests doing again? Is the soul out of his body?"

"This is the battle between the Shintoshi. One side is Zuo Liuying, the other side is..." Gan Zhiquan couldn't see how many people were besieging him.

"Where? I can't see anything." Lao Chi and the group of monsters became even more confused.

"No one can see it, you have to feel it with your heart." Gan Zhiquan was just Taoist Magistrate Fu Xia, unable to give more detailed guidance.

So a group of demons who had not yet completely escaped from danger after their lifetime, stood up one by one, tilted their heads, and tried to "feel" the magic of the Shintoshi.

Under the starry sky, the two forces that were just as powerful as water and fire became as quiet and devoted as literati and scholars who admired the beautiful scenery and conceived poems.

"Let's go run for your life." said a demon clan. He felt nothing, he just felt more and more afraid, and he didn't understand why everyone stayed so close to the Taoist priest.

"Can you escape faster than Feng? If you can't, just wait here. Zuo Liuying won. We'll be fine. If he loses, we'll all die together." Apart from the strange wind, Lao Chuan didn't feel more, but he could see clearly and knew that everyone's lives were not in his own hands.

The demons nodded one after another, and then asked in a voice: "Who is Zuo Liuying?"

Without the demon clan answering him, the Taoists didn't say anything. They had a stronger sense of spells and could vaguely distinguish the belongings of these strange winds.

The battle must be carried out at extremely high and far places, and the strange winds that come from are just the residual power brought by spells.

"Zuo Liuying seems... to lose." Meng Xu said in a trembling voice.

Almost at the same time, Shin Jixian on the opposite hillside also made the same prophecy, but his voice revealed joy and ease. He was ready again. As long as the battle of the Shintoshi was over, he led all the Taoists to kill the demons on the opposite side, and perhaps he could seize the soul with his own hands.

The wind suddenly stopped and all the winds stopped.

Who will win but lose without any signs? Even Shin Jixian was confused. Zuo Liuying could not fight too many famous Shintoshi priests with his own strength, but if he is defeated and killed, why would other Shintoshi priests still refuse to show up?

"The Taoist retreated." The majesty of the Shintoshi finally came from the air, but it was not the offensive order that Shin Jixian hoped for.

The disciples of Taoist throne looked at Shen Jixian and felt unbelievable about this order just like him.

"Retreat." Shin Jixian said in a bitter voice that he could not doubt the orders of Shintoku at this time, and would always be explained in the future.

The disciples of Taoist throne flew away quietly, Shen Hao stayed at the end, looking at the sky several miles away with his eyes, the golem still remained motionless, but Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin had returned to normal.

"Now is not the time." Bai Qing whispered beside him.

Shen Hao flew into the sky and chased the disciples of Taoism, and a feeling of farewell arose in his heart.

Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin finally broke free from the vortex of thought, looked at each other, and no one spoke.

Xiao Hao was the first to find out that they woke up and happily patted Mu Xingqiu on his back, "You have missed a good show!"

Then Mu and Yang looked around and found that the Taoist disciples on the opposite side were retreating, while the humans and demons around looked at each other, as if they were not sure whether they had escaped or were in a deeper crisis.

"Did Zuo Liuying win?" Xin Youtao couldn't believe it, and no one could believe it.

Xiao Hao spoke, "Ha, I heard Zuo Liuying's words, he said--he used memory to force the Shinto priests to retreat."

No one can understand the meaning of this sentence.

Xiaohao smiled and said to Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin: "Zuo Liuying thanks you two, you have helped him restore his memory."

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