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Jincuo quickly proved that he was not a copy of Mu Xingqiu.

Unlike the horse-wrangler who came out of the town, he was a natural king. A few years ago, even when he seemed too young as a brocade horse, he defeated several competitors, including the leader of the horse herd and became the king of the spirit demons.

His loss to Yang Qingyin as the King of Spirit Demons does not mean that he will become an ordinary demon clan from now on. He reawakened his fighting spirit in the hearts of the demons in the Ice City, and once again ignited the king's ambition in his heart.

Jincuo stood on the top of a small hill southeast of the Ice City, wearing a towering iron helmet on his head, which was decorated with not beast horns, but more than a dozen gorgeous feathers. The armor on his body was very simple, with only a few bone armors blessed by magic, protecting the shoulders and chest and other key parts. Other parts were covered with scribble, and even exposed.

He was not even wearing shoes, standing barefoot in the snow. Like all spirit demons, he didn't like to bind. If he could, they would rather not be able to do anything.

Since the helmet covered most of the faces, Jincuo now has almost no similarity to Mu Xingqiu.

Beside him, a group of demons stood a little lower, either tall or short, all of whom looked respectful and did not even dare to breathe too loudly. No one could tell that they were the uncivilized demons from the bitter and cold land in the north, and some of them could not even speak the common human language.

Shen Shang stopped halfway up the mountain and looked up at the monsters on the top of the mountain. "What a strange thing. The Ancestor Peak fell down. But he gave Pangshan Spirit Beast a chance. I am not a Taoist priest of the Yin-Yang Department, but I have a premonition that Jincuo will be an amazing demon king. Have you heard of it? They call him "Fan King" now. The food they eat. Although the name is very vulgar, the demon clan truly believes that this king is very noble and can represent their gratitude."

The food itself is not enough to produce so much. Such deep gratitude is that in this process, the demons got rid of their depression and climbed to the ground of strong survival from the bottom of the valley where they could not wait for death. Therefore, they naturally wanted to follow the Japanese king and continue to climb the peak of fighting against the enemy.

"I have a feeling that... the battle with Bingkui is very difficult to fight." Mu Xingqiu said.

"Haha, you are too strict." Shen Shang smiled and shook his head, and walked towards the mountain.

The demons moved away from a narrow passage. Jincuo knew who the visitor was without looking back. He pointed his hand in the distance, "It was around noon, and the last few corpse pits appeared at the same time. Three teams of demon soldiers were patrolling there, but they did not find the corpse pit until dark and came back to report immediately. They were frightened."

What the demon soldiers are afraid of is not the corpse, but the fear emitted from the corpse pit.

This is a moonlit night. The demon clan's night vision ability is good. He can see the general situation a few miles away. He also has the demon pill and the sky-minded Mu Xingqiu. However, he can clearly see the scene forty or fifty miles away.

The demon corpse wrapped in ice lay on several grounds in a row. He had just died and had not been covered with snow.

"I think the mana is not running very smoothly." Shen Shang twisted his shoulders, as if this could shake off the spider silk that blocked mana.

"It's okay here. If you go two or three miles ahead, you can't use magic and spells at all." Jincu turned his head, and the eyes behind the helmet cover were as bright as the full moon in the sky. "This is the Dou Zhuang Star Movement Formation. When the entire Ice City and Wolf Yuan are covered by the power of the formation and all magic and spells are imprisoned, Bing Kui should appear."

The two words Bingkui are like a magic trick. The leaders of the demon clan shook slightly, and a uh sound was made in their throats. Jincuo did not give in this time. He had already stood firm in this invisible battle and could launch a counterattack. He pointed to the corpse pit in the distance and said:

"Did you feel it? There are slaughtered demons everywhere around the Ice City. They are not able to live in peace after death. They are still using magic tricks for the murderer, releasing curses, spreading fear, and causing the living demons to lose their fighting spirit."

Jincu finally turned around and faced the leader of the demon clan, they were also looking at him, like an exhausted mountaineer, who needed the pioneer to reach out and pull.

"So, don't say that the death of the demon clan is meaningless. What is left behind is depression and panic when you die, and what is left behind is hope! Let Bingkui come, even if he is killed, I will stare into their eyes!"

"Bingkui..." A leader of the demon clan said these two words softly, as if he was blowing towards a mature dandelion, soft and cautious.

"Bingkui." Several demons said together, shook their heads and looked left and right, and found that their heads were still there, and there were no more wounds on their bodies for no reason, and they became more courageous.

"Bingkui!" Jincu shouted in a row, and the demons followed each other and gathered together, and it was heard from afar, like a gust of wind blew across the snow.

This is not begging and appealing, but challenging. By calling out the terrible names, the demons seem to gain the power of powerful enemies.

Not long after, a loud response came from the demon clan camp at the foot of the mountain. It was more demon clans shouting "Bingkui", and their pronunciations were distorted, like the sound of the wind blowing the forest, like the roar of a giant beast when he woke up from a dream.

"Prepare for battle." Jincu said.

The leaders of the demon clan turned around and ran down the mountain to convey the latest orders of the Idiot to all the demon clans.

Shen Shang's eyes were also lit up, and he said to Mu Xingqiu: "There is no such person in the Taoist priest."

Mu Xingqiu smiled slightly. He had had his passionate experience and painful memories after cooling down. However, Shen Shang was right. There was no such person as Jincuo in the Taoist dynasty, and Mu Xingqiu himself was not. After all, he was also influenced by his practice. His long-term meditation had long smoothed his edges and remained a little calm even at the most exciting moments.

"What are you going to fight this battle?" Shen Shang asked Jincu, shaking the crystal eyes in his hand, "It was him who asked me to ask, he wanted to give you some help."

Jincu took off his helmet and glanced at the crystal eyes. He seemed to be reluctant to welcome Yi Shijun's help. "Children under the age of fifteen stayed underground in the Ice City, and other demons, regardless of gender, participated in the war. Since they could walk all the way from their hometown to Ice City, they could pick up weapons."

Simple and direct tactics. Jincu thinks this is enough.

"Do you know when and from which direction will Bingkui attack?" Shen Shang asked.

Jincu was silent for a while, "If Bingkui was really as powerful as the rumor, if he still talked about some honor, he would attack from the front. We started a war in Wolf Yuan, which was fair to both sides and no one took advantage of the territory."

"Haha, Bingkui is neither a human nor a demon race. Honor is boring to them with the ice and snow under their feet. I really should make you a crown. All the materials are pride." Shen Shang gestured out the shape of the crown with his hands and symbolically wore it on Jincun's head.

Jin Chu snorted, "Then let Bingkui come. The demon clan will gather together. We will support wherever Bingkui appears."

"This time the fighting style is interesting, but you still need a more stringent plan. How to distribute more than 10,000 demon soldiers, how to respond, and how to support each other as quickly as possible. This is very important. Bingkui has a formation, and we can also have it..."

Shen Shang was short but his voice was mature and steady, and Jincuo couldn't help but bent down. He followed his suggestions on how to arrange troops.

"I'll go outside and take a look." Mu Xingqiu said, Shen Shang and Jincuo were chatting vigorously, but just nodded at him.

Mu Xingqiu rose into the air, and before he could fly far, he felt that the mana and demon power were becoming more and more difficult to operate. He had to fall on the ground and walk. A slight sound suddenly came from behind him. He turned around and looked. Seeing the fleas running towards him, a bald man was sitting in the middle of the two corners, and a little demon Feifei was carrying him on his back.

Qilin is no less pride than Jincuo. Usually, outsiders are not allowed to walk within five steps. Only Mu Xingqiu, Bald, and Xiaohao can ride on it. This time, he actually made an exception for a little demon, which surprised Mu Xingqiu.

Feifei was obviously more surprised than Mu Xingqiu, and was also very scared. He flapped his translucent wings desperately and tried to reduce his weight.

"I told Feifei's mother and take him out for a while." The bald man blinked at Mu Xingqiu. He saw that Mu Xingqiu was very interested in Feifei, so he decided to bring him.

Mu Xingqiu was not sure whether Feifei really had a Taoist root in his body. His magic power was indeed sucked away, but it might also be some of the magic tricks born from the little demon.

However, since the bald man brought him, Mu Xingqiu naturally would not drive him away, but just said, "Be careful, don't be too far away from me."

Mu Xingqiu and Fleas are both extremely physically strong. They run on the ground almost as fast as flying. They run dozens of miles in less than half an hour. The little demon Feifei kept holding his breath, his wings did not rest for a moment, and his dark eyes were shining with a brilliance of fear and envy.

A total of seven new corpse pits filled the last void surrounded by the Fighting Star Movement Formation. In broad daylight, it appeared under the noses of the patrol demon soldiers. No one saw where Bingkui came from or went.

Mu Xingqiu checked one by one corpse pit and finally stopped beside the corpse pit with only one corpse.

This demon corpse is different. Other corpses are lying there at will, only they are deliberately posing in the shape of bows: their legs are spread to represent the bow, one hand is raised over the head, and the other hand is hanging on the crotch, forming an arrow with the entire upper body, as if they have not been shot out just now.

The arrow points to the slightly westward position of Ice City.

The bald man suddenly said, "Don't be afraid of Feifei. With Brother Xiaoqiu here, Bingkui dared not touch you."

Mu Xingqiu was visiting the corpse pit and forgot about the little demon. Feifei could no longer flap his wings and sat blankly on the flea's back, sweating on his little head.

The closer you are to the corpse pit, the stronger the curse is, and the little demon is almost unable to bear it.

"Go back." Mu Xingqiu had seen too many corpse pits and found no special clues.

The flea turned around and ran towards the Ice City. It found two more Nebula seeds, and ate them happily without being affected by the curse.

Mu Xingqiu followed behind, becoming more and more curious about Bingkui's true face. He could always see it before he died in battle? He thought.

The bald man in front of him screamed again, because the fleas were disobedient, and they always wanted to jump into the sky, as if there was something good in the sky.

Fleas often have childish behaviors. Mu Xingqiu didn't care much, but after a while he felt something was wrong. The fleas seemed to have really found something in the air.

Mu Xingqiu speeded up and ran beside the fleas. He looked up and looked up. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the night was as bright as gauze, and there was no foreign object flying, but the fleas were still chasing him, and his tongue was stretched outside, looking greedy.

Mu Xingqiu's heart moved, and he withdrew his gaze and looked at the nearest place. The demon pill's left eye shone with the sky's eyes.

Finally, he saw it.

A nebula tree seed was floating in the air.

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