Mu Xingqiu thought of the specialty of Nianxin Illusion, but it caused Yi Shijun to laugh, "You want to deal with me with human heart? Haha, little bug, you are braver than Zuo Liuying, so you are even more stupid. All your thoughts are in my mind, and you are full of slightest!"

The snake's tail swept over and a house on the street collapsed.

"This is your memory, I don't need to cherish it." Yi Shijun smiled louder, "Zuo Liuying said that if you can't save yourself, he doesn't care about your life and death. I want to see if he is lying!"

The kirin rushed over, its hooves harder than steel, and it landed soundly, but it did not break any bluestone.

The sharp horn of the unicorn pierced into the snake's body. Mu Xingqiu felt a severe pain, but Yi Shijun didn't care at all. "If Zuo Liuying wants to seize my memory, let's start with you first. Your memory already belongs to me."

The giant snake didn't care about the wound, twisted its body to chase the Qilin, but the Qilin restrained it and jumped to avoid the snake's mouth.

Even in the battle, Yi Shijun refused to shut up honestly. He changed his voice, which became deeper and older. "The illusion is an illusion after all. People here have no hearts, and there is no place to use the illusion of mind. Little guy, it's not right."

Then there is the third sound, sharp and rapid, "The illusion of the mind has a lot of connection with the demon clan. If the Demon Lord joins the Dharma, will it have a miraculous effect?"

The fourth voice is a woman, "But the Demon Lord's Dharma is attached to the straw hat and it is impossible to bring it into the illusion. All he can perform is the illusion of mind, and the illusion of illusion, which is the seventh level, not powerful enough."

The fifth voice opened, "The seventh level of thought-mind illusion is actually very powerful, because he has not mastered the correct method."

"The Nianxin Department was extinct tens of thousands of years ago and has no successors. Even Yishijun cannot find any relevant memories."

"No, Yi Shijun is not interested in the illusion of the mind. He is studying the more powerful demonic heart finger..."

More and more voices joined the discussion. Mu Xingqiu was not given any chance to interrupt, and his tone was everywhere, like guests from all directions gathered on the busy dock.

At the same time, the battle between the giant snake and the unicorn is still in full swing.

Yi Shijun seemed to have guessed it correctly. The Qilin transformed into Zuo Liuying cherished Mu Xingqiu's memory and refused to destroy it at will, but the giant snake ignored it. The place where the snake body swept was swept, and the tiles were left.

The giant snake finally saw the opportunity to entangle the Qilin.

Mu Xingqiu heard the sound of bone shattering and saw tiny scales floating like rain.

The illusion changed. I returned to the Old Ancestor Peak, but the Qilin disappeared. The giant snake still rushed back and forth without mercy, knocking down trees, crushing towers, and slaughtering Taoist priests. Whenever it destroyed the Taiyuan almost, the Ancestor Peak would return to its original state. In this way, the Qilin sometimes appeared and sometimes did not appear. It seemed that there was no power of resistance.

Yi Shijun's initial voice sounded, "Does Zuo Liuying want to deal with me with irrelevant memories? This is also a kind of delay. You actually learned my tactics secretly. What is your trick? Let me guess. Ah, I understand, you are counting on Mu Xingqiu to fight back. Haha..."

Yi Shijun laughed disdainfully, and then burst into laughter.

Mu Xingqiu understood what was going on. Yi Shijun's soul-chewing soul absorbed too many souls, some completely disappeared, and some remained. He became a part of him.

Yi Shijun is not just a soul demon, but also a soul demon.

Zuo Liuying was retreating and handing over a series of unimportant memories. He spent most of his life at the Ancestor Peak, so the illusion that appeared was always here.

Every time Yi Shijun destroys the illusion, he will gain some memory. If this continues, Zuo Liuying will undoubtedly be defeated.

Mu Xingqiu was trying to cast spells, but the biggest problem was that he had no idea what Yi Shijun thought, but Yi Shijun knew his thinking.

This is as impossible as if you want to defeat yourself.

But Mu Xingqiu is still working hard, and Zuo Liuying is not only losing strength, but is providing him with opportunities. Mu Xingqiu cannot give up just like that.

He hoped to capture the emotions of many souls of Yi Shijun and encourage them to make mistakes, but his magic was as if he were sinking into the sea, and he could not even touch the shadow of his emotions.

Yi Shijun no longer cared about him, and he had fewer and fewer ideas, "in vain." Occasionally, there were voices.

The illusion has undergone major changes, and Mu Xingqiuli should recognize that this is the small town by the river where the magic hand snatched away the fantasy moon.

Zuo Liuying has retreated to the important memory area.

The Qilin appeared again, not one end, but ten ends, rushing from different directions.

Yi Shijun shouted excitedly, the snake's body shaking, and eleven heads were divided, one more than the number of Qilin.

"Concentrate! Only by concentrating one's mind can one reach the peak. Zuo Liuying, you have only used some of your thoughts on the Five Elements Water Illusion, and I am fully focused."

Yi Shijun not only gathers all the souls, but specializes in each remaining soul. He will let anyone come out if he needs it. He is like a multi-headed monster that is potentially underwater, leaving only one head above the water at a time.

Yi Shijun, who duel with Zuo Liuying, is a soul who is good at illusion, but Meng Xu has seen before, a soul who is good at herbs... Yi Shijun is not only in a variety of shapes, but also in a change of personality at any time. No wonder Feiba, Yin Buchen, Qi Wushang and other demons have unclear impressions of him.

Mu Xingqiu's state at this moment was below the water surface, so he could hear those different voices. Then he realized that his situation was very dangerous and he had no special expertise. Yi Shijun was not particularly interested in the illusion of the mind. His soul would sooner or later be destroyed.

"I just said you are a little clever." Yi Shijun knew all the thoughts of Mu Xingqiu, "Yes, you are not worthy of being a part of Yi Shijun, so you are so scared that Zuo Liuying can stay. I have never tasted what the taste of the Taoist priest of the gods is. After chewing the soul, I will eat his flesh. The soul only has the memory of this life, but the body retains the mark of the ancestors. That is the most real history."

The eleven heads of the giant snake fought with the ten unicorns. Blood gushed and dyed the river red, falling like a rainstorm, and the crowd scattered and screamed.

There was no voice to deal with Mu Xingqiu. He was still trying to cast spells, but he knew that it was useless to do so. He just couldn't sit still and wait for death. He hoped that Zuo Liuying would not give in, but he couldn't speak.

Zuo Liuying really believed in himself so much, and was even willing to risk his life to hold Yi Shijun, just to provide him with a chance to fight back? Mu Xingqiu was both confused and guilty. He felt that this was not like Zuo Liuying's style, and he felt that he did not deserve this trust because he had no skills at all.

These thoughts cannot escape the observation of Yi Shijun, but he no longer cared about Mu Xingqiu and let his soul be confused and uneasy.

Qilin suffered heavy casualties, and only one of them was defeated.

The giant snake twisted its body excitedly, becoming thicker and longer, rushing around Linjiang Town, and soon destroyed the entire illusion.

The illusion returned to the Old Ancestor Peak, but the scene was not the forbidden secret tower, the Wuzu Hall and other places that Mu Xingqiu was familiar with. It was a secluded courtyard that he had never seen before.

"Ah, Zuo Liuying has no choice but to retreat, and finally he has to hand over important memories. He really values ​​you. Mu Xingqiu is unwilling to use all his strength because of you. Haha, at this point, he has no choice but to regret it. Welcome. Zuo Liuying, you and I are both very interested in the demons, and they have a lot of complementary points. In my soul, you will be at home."

As soon as he finished speaking, the 18-year-old Zuo Liuying pushed the door out of the wing room. At that time, his level of cultivation had far exceeded that of his peers, and his footsteps fell silently and he didn't even have to breathe.

The night is deep, the moon is wafting and the stars are hidden, and an unknown tall ancient tree is withering into small light yellow flowers. The gentle sound of the king's bird comes from afar, which does not break the silence, but adds a bit of texture, as if the silence is made of steel and cannot be shaken.

The giant snake stood outside the wall and was not in a hurry to attack. Yi Shijun was obviously very interested in this memory.

Zuo Liuying walked to the window of another room and sat cross-legged, as if she wanted to practice here. After a while, a low voice sounded from Yi Shijun's soul, "He is eavesdropping."

"Haha, that kind of thing..."

Mu Xingqiu suddenly felt his heartbeat faster. He had no heart here, but the feeling was the same.

That must be Zuo Liuying’s parents’ room. What is he eavesdropping on?

Mu Xingqiu's mother died early, and there were only three fathers and sons in the family. However, Yelin Town is not a simple paradise. Naughty children dare to do anything: eavesdrop on the strange voices of newlyweds and communicate the strange stories of a certain parent...

Mu Xingqiu understood what Zuo Liuying was doing, but he couldn't believe it at all. This was Zuo Liuying, who had a viviparous root and a genius. How could he do such things like a child at the age of eighteen? Even the twelve-year-old Mu Xingqiu would feel ashamed.

Taoist priests can cast spells to block the sound, but in the illusion, all this is not a problem. Zuo Liuying can hear it, and the giant snake outside the wall can also.

There was a panting sound from the room, and several voices were laughing in Yi Shijun's soul, but Mu Xingqiu felt embarrassed and could only continue to use illusions, hoping to create miracles.

A kirin ran from a distance, but as he retreated step by step in the Battle of Memory, the kirin's power became weaker, and another head grew on the giant snake's tail, easily blocking it.

Yi Shijun wants to finish watching the good show.

The 18-year-old Zuo Liuying's face turned red. He was angry. He was struggling. He couldn't stand his parents doing such things. Wasn't he born? Isn't a wizard enough and his mother wants to have another one?

Yi Shijun absorbed Zuo Liuying's idea for all the remaining souls to appreciate, including Mu Xingqiu.

"Anger is the soil of demonic thoughts," said a voice.

"Zuo Liuying's practice is too fast. At the age of eighteen, he only has the emotions of a two or three-year-old child. This is a common thing among Taoist priests, but he is more extreme."

Zuo Liuying's face became redder and redder, and suddenly fell down obliquely and hit the wall.

"The devil's thought is about to be completed!"

"It's a pity that his parents are going to come out to stop them."

The result of the incident, Lan Binggu has revealed that Zuo Liuying was not possessed, but his parents died because of this.

Mu Xingqiu didn't want to watch anymore, but the giant snake was not under his control, so he could only-

A thought appeared in his mind like lightning. Mu Xingqiu knew that this thought was being transmitted to Yi Shijun at the same speed, so he cast a spell without hesitation.

This is him. He always does it first and then thinks about it in a crisis.

"Your method doesn't work!" Yi Shijun shouted angrily.

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Liuying, who fell from the yard, suddenly stood up, and his whole body emitted a dark aura that was thicker than the night. In the illusion, he was possessed by the devil.

Mu Xingqiu finally used illusions to sow people's hearts, and his target was not Yi Shijun, not himself, but Zuo Liuying.

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