Blowing one after another, like endless waves, Meng Xu thought she could bear it, but looking around, she could not see any signs of the waves weakening, nor could she see the shadow of the land. She finally felt discouraged.

When Mu Xingqiu showed boredom, she actually understood and even had deep recognition. "The mortal heart disaster of mortals is more than the Taoist priests. They call it difficulties, bad luck, obstacles, etc. Moreover, mortals do not have many means to survive the mortals, so they can only endure or give up. Mu Xingqiu, you ruined our Taoist heart and turned us into mortals, and never thought that we would have the mortal heart disaster?"

Mu Xingqiu noticed that the Gan brothers first accepted the method of re-destruction, and the changes were the most obvious. They no longer remembered the Taoist tradition and cared more about their own survival and interests, but they did not betray anyone because of this. Even as mortals, they were brave enough to take responsibility.

Meng Xu didn't accept the method of re-destruction for a long time, only more than a month, and there was almost no change on the surface, but secretly made the most intense decision.

Mu Xingqiu smiled. Sometimes laughing is an attitude and a protection. Mu Xingqiu uses it to resist the wind and snow of the whole world.

"Don't use mortals as excuses. Their lives are already too worried and worrying, and they should no longer bear unreasonable accusations." Mu Xingqiu stared at Meng Xu's eyes. Behind him, the bald man was about to go, and the demonic eyes on his head flashed slightly.

"Tell me, what did he promise you?"

Meng Xu was not the kind of person who was angry and embarrassed. Even if the truth was revealed, she refused to scream. Instead, she bit her lip and tried to hold back the tears in her eyes. "He can make my body and soul merge, and can also give me a demon pill that is no worse than the inner pill of swallowing smoke. This is easy for him."

The strange Shijun. Or the strange Shijun.

Mu Xingqiu originally thought that he had imprisoned the soul demon firmly in the golem and his Niwan Palace, but he still found a loophole and even persuaded a Taoist priest to betray him.

As for the Bingkui he had previously suspected, they did not need surrenders or betrayers at all.

"How did Yi Shijun come to you?" Mu Xingqiu had to figure out where the loophole was.

Meng Xu refused to answer, but just repeated a sentence. "You must stay. This is Yi Shijun's request. Others can leave, but you and Zuo Liuying cannot."

"Why is Yi Shijun unwilling to exchange Zuo Liuying for his freedom? Doesn't he believe my promise?"

"He has his own ideas, maybe he doesn't think it's necessary." Meng Xu held the skeleton lantern tightly in his hand, just wanting to complete his own task.

Mu Xingqiu felt that it was almost done, and there was no need to waste too much time with Meng Xu. It would be enough to confirm that Yi Shijun was making trouble. So he asked, "How do you plan to keep me?"

Meng Xu is just a smoke-swallowing Taoist priest, who is better at collecting herbs and refining elixirs rather than fighting, while Mu Xingqiu has an inner alchemy with a fifth level of star fall. Even if he does not have the illusion of mind, his strength is far beyond her.

Meng Xu was rarely calm and raised his hand to draw a circle around, "Didn't you notice it? The poisonous fog has penetrated into the ice city."

Under normal circumstances, the poisonous fog is a semicircular bowl-shaped cover, two or three miles thick. The closer it is to the ground, the thicker it is, and the higher the sky is thinner. Now the whole sky is covered with dark clouds. It seems that another blizzard is about to fall, but there is no wind, and the air seems to be stagnant. There are vague pieces of things floating slowly from all directions, but it is definitely not snowflakes, but poisonous fog is penetrated and melts into the air before it falls.

Mu Xingqiu nodded and said that he had seen it.

"The poisonous fog greatly enhances the power of the unclean energy. Here, the Taoist priest's magic is getting weaker and weaker, and even the sky eyes cannot see far away. And I am not affected because I have the skeleton lantern of the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Sons. I am only responsible for keeping you. What to do with you is up to the Yishijun."

The surprise and guilt in Meng Xu's eyes disappeared. Betrayal was like food. He was nervous before eating. Once he got it, he just wanted to swallow it faster and more.

There was no magic weapon used for attack, so Meng Xu simply cast a spell with a skeleton lantern. A pile of white rubble flew up automatically, blocking the city gate, and some of them rotated around Mu Xingqiu, like a flowing cage.

"Mr. Yi Shi gave you a demon pill?" Mu Xingqiu could only come to this conclusion.

"What he entrusted someone to give to me, Yi Shijun's influence is a hundred times greater than you think."

"Others? Is it another demon clan? Let me guess, you must have a crystal eye."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Xingqiu took action.

He had tried it quietly, whether it was the Five Elements Spell or the Mind Illusion, it became difficult to control before leaving the Jiang Palace, and the two inner elixirs could not provide enough mana.

But he still has a bald man.

Therefore, Mu Xingqiu's "take action" is very simple. He just takes a step to the left and reveals his head that was already ready after his death.

The bald man was already in anger. He didn't understand the conversation between the two very much. He only knew one thing. Meng Xu betrayed him. As soon as Mu Xingqiu moved his footsteps, he shot out a red light with his demon eyes and almost flew over Mu Xingqiu's shoulders.

Meng Xu raised the skeleton and blocked it. The red light did not shoot through the skeleton, but just pushed her back two steps.

"I don't want to fight with you." Meng Xu spoke while using a skeleton to block the red light. He quickly mastered the skills and could easily reflect the red light to the side without having to step back step by step. "I admire your fighting spirit. I can't compare with you. I just want to be a secluded Taoist priest quietly. If you can't be a Taoist priest, you will be a demon, but I don't want to fight against either side, including the Taoist priest, the demon clan, and you."

When things came to this point, Mu Xingqiu no longer wanted to argue. He snorted lightly and suddenly summoned the magic-patterned straw hat to buckle it on the bald man's head. The two cooperated tacitly, and the bald man immediately stopped firing red light and merged perfectly with the straw hat.

Mu Xingqiu used the Demon Lord’s Dharma to perform the Demon Lord’s Dharma. Strictly speaking, the power of the Demon Lord’s Dharma is all in the straw hat and the bald man’s head. Mu Xingqiu is just the content of the Demon Word. Although a powerful inner alchemy can enhance its power, without the inner alchemy or the inner alchemy is very weak, it will not cause the Fa to lose all its power.

The magic spells often attack targets in the form of magic sounds, and the magic master's Dharma is no exception. The magic sounds are diverse. Mu Xingqiu's seven words made of buzzing sounds, like an insect flying past his ears, or when he suddenly gets up, he tinnitus. The real sound is very short, but the lingering sound lingers and lasts for a long time.

Meng Xu hu hunched in his throat. He bent down, as if he was about to vomit. After a moment, he straightened his waist and took a deep breath. "Yi Shijun said that the Demon Lord's Dharma is not easy to deal with, but fortunately he taught me how to deal with it. Let me say it again, Mu Xingqiu, I don't want to fight with you. I just want you to stay in the Ice City. As for your grudges with Yi Shijun, you can solve them yourself."

Mu Xingqiu didn't say a word, paused for a while, and began to continuously perform the magic of Demon Lord, and the magic sound shot at Meng Xu like a pearl arrow.

Meng Xu gritted his teeth and took the move, stretched out his other arm, and there was indeed a crystal eye rolling around in his palm. It was precisely with the magic tricks he taught with Yi Shijun that Meng Xu could cast spells normally and block the Demon Lord's Dharma.

However, she could only barely block it, and the continuous magic sound still caused great trouble to her. Meng Xu's expression became more and more painful, his facial features twisted into a ball, and his body shook slightly.

But Mu Xingqiu cannot always use the Demon Lord’s Dharma. The inner alchemy is restricted, so he naturally cannot achieve the seven uses of one mind, so he cannot think about seven words at the same time. He can only do it one by one, and the power of magic becomes weaker.

Meng Xu felt this and knew that she would be the winner in the end, which made her endurance stronger, and even gradually got used to the magic sound, and the painful expression on her face decreased. But she still did not fight back.

"Give up, Mu Xingqiu. Are you tired of it? Maybe this is the end or it may be the beginning. It depends on how Yi Shijun dealt with you. He is very capable, not weaker than a Taoist priest of the gods. Even your magic master's Dharma comes from him. Without Zuo Liuying, you can still ask Yi Shijun for help. How big is this difference?"

Mu Xingqiu was still insisting on casting spells. Meng Yuanhou’s soul and Frost Soul Sword both depended on the inner alchemy. At this time, the power may not be as strong as the Demon Lord’s Dharma.

"We are all duckweeds that go with the flow!" Meng Xu said loudly, the influence of the magic voice on her was getting weaker and weaker, "Unless you are attached to the strong, you will never be able to float in a quiet place. I just want to live in a pond without storms. It was all because of chance that I was involved in a group of monsters. Mu Xingqiu, you are not a strong man, Zuo Liuying used to be, and now he is not. You are a good person, but many things cannot be done with kindness. You no longer want to be a leader, so why not take a step back? Take your head down to Yi Shijun and beg you, he will probably forgive you."

"What are you waiting for?" Mu Xingqiu suddenly said.

Meng Xu was stunned, "I'm waiting for Qianlong..."

As soon as he said that, a figure suddenly jumped out of a pile of white rubble not far from Meng Xu's feet, like a hungry dog ​​lurking for a long time, and took away the meat piece from the pedestrian's hand in one bite.

Meng Xu was not good at fighting, nor was he the kind of person who responded quickly. She was shocked by Jieyao and her face turned pale immediately. She stayed there for a while before she realized that the skeleton and crystal eyes in her hand were gone.

A few dozen steps away, a strange man stood.

He said he was a human because he did have a human appearance and had all the limbs and facial features. He said he was strange because he was thin and like a skeleton in human skin. The leap and snatch just now seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and he was bent over and gasping heavily.

Who is this? Meng Xu's mind just turned around, and Mu Xingqiu on the opposite side said, "It seems that you need another method of destroying it."

"No……"

The magic text flew over the straw hat and bald face like a shadow. This was the first time Mu Xingqiu used the method of destroying again between a distance.

Still valid.

Meng Xu's body softened and fell on the streets of Bingcheng.

Mu Xingqiu turned to the skinny man, "You can make me wait, Pei Zihan."

"I have to wait for her to relax." Pei Zihan threw the skeleton and crystal eyes in her hand to Mu Xingqiu, and sat on a stone. "I didn't expect that I, a person who was surviving, would be useful."

Because he was too weak, Pei Zihan did not go to Baiyue Mountain, but ended up waiting for Mu Xingqiu and Meng Xu in Bingcheng.

"You helped me a lot," said Mu Xingqiu.

Pei Zihan waved his hand and said that this matter was not worth mentioning. "You can kill him, but you just don't want to do anything ruthlessly. What are you going to do next? Are you going to kill Yi Shijun?"

"I don't have this ability." Mu Xingqiu admitted honestly that although Yi Shijun's original soul is in his Niwan Palace, this soul is completely different from an ordinary soul. It cannot be contained in the Lanzhuji magic weapon and the Frost Soul Sword, nor can it be killed by normal means. It must have the ability to become a demon in the illusion, so that it can penetrate into the depths of Yi Shijun's memory and completely eliminate him from the inside.

Zuo Liuying spared the life of Yi Shijun, but Mu Xingqiu could only contribute to the Niwan Palace as a prison.

But everything was not hopeless. He raised the crystal eyes in his hand and said to Pei Zihan: "Look, I grabbed Yi Shijun's 'tail'."

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