Zhou Qi disappeared, and first turned into a cloud of smoke. Soon the smoke disappeared and the fog disappeared. He had more important things to do, and he would not stay here and wait. Moreover, he knew that the monkeys would not eat food immediately.

The monkeys, who only have primary demon power, also have their own unique abilities. They waited for a while, slowly crawled towards the three targets that Zhou Qi had set, and rushed down to the dusk and autumn, and spit out a few people. That was not a casual spit. Although the monkeys were small, they secreted a lot of things in their mouths. What they spit out was a mass of transparent mucus.

The bald man whined a few times, then said in his throat: "It's all my fault. I asked Feifei and the others to hide in, so that he would..." The mucus became more and more, and he couldn't speak, nor dared to speak.

Of course, Mu Xingqiu would not blame Bald, he decided to follow in the cave. He thought the leader of the Bingkui would not be a great person, but he did not expect to be a Shintoshi, but he did not regret it. No matter how many demon clans he brought into, it would be useless. Everyone was not a match for Shintoshi.

And Mu Xingqiu didn't feel hopeless.

He couldn't figure out a few things: First, Zhou Qi had been deviled a few years ago, did Wangshan know about it, and was the ancestor Fang Xunmo sealing Wangshan related to this? Second, Zhou Qi was a Taoist priest who could kill the demons in Bingcheng in batches by his own efforts. Why did he spend a lot of effort to mobilize Bingkui? Third, where did Yishijun go?

The little demons secretly ran out last night, which shows that Yi Shijun was still in Ice City at that time, but after the layout, he disappeared again. Zhou Qi obviously hadn't found him yet.

Mu Xingqiu didn't think about the more mucus gathering on his body. Yu Guang glanced at him and thought that this was a trap. They were trapped by mucus. Zhou Qi wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of Yi Shijun.

Yi Shijun is a powerful and cunning soul demon, whose strength is similar to that of the Taoist Priest of the Gods. He has more tricks. Zuo Liuying used a dangerous move to capture him alive. Zhou Qi would never waste a chance to kill him.

Yi Shijun may be hidden in the body of any living creature. Zhou Qi could not find it, nor could Mu Xingqiu. He gave up this possible reinforcement and began to think of a solution by himself.

There must be loopholes in the Douzhuan Star Movement Array that can make someone cast spells. The strange Shijun found it and set up a stone wall that can enter but not exit. Zhou Qi casts the Demon Lord's Dharma. Mu Xingqiu then tried to think about the text of the Dharma, but it did not produce any effect.

Zhou Qi practiced the original text of the Demon Lord’s Dharma, but Mu Xingqiu remembered the translated human words. The power was greatly reduced, and without the cooperation of the straw hat and the magic words in the bald head, these human words were of no use.

The bald man was not far from Mu Xingqiu, just less than a foot above his head. At only a little distance, Mu Xingqiu couldn't reach it. However, he felt that even if the bald man cooperated to successfully cast the spell, the loopholes in the Dou Zhuang Star Movement Array must have nothing to do with the type of spell, but in other aspects that he didn't understand.

Hundreds of monkeys stopped spitting, and Mu Xingqiu was wrapped in the gradually stiff mucus. He could only hold his breath, but he still became sleepy involuntarily. The bald man was already asleep. His eyes were unconscious, and the fleas were still struggling, and his two red and yellow eyes were shining brightly.

Mu Xingqiu used all the magic and magic he had learned, but none of them took effect, but his sleepiness became heavier and heavier. He seemed to be flying around in his head, dizzy in a burst.

Zhou Qi and Yi Shijun did not appear, and the first delicacy of the monkeys was ready.

The mucus on a little demon's body was turning slightly red, indicating that the hidden demon power in his body was sucked out. The monkeys rushed around and fought for a good position. Soon they determined their position according to their strength. The monkeys with the largest head stretched out their limbs and hugged the red mucus shell. The monkeys in other parts tried to open their nostrils and prepared to absorb the demon power.

Mu Xingqiu was both angry and ashamed. He came to save the little monsters, but he could only watch them become monster food.

"Wrong or weak." Mu Xingqiu recited a spell from his throat.

The mantra helped a lot in times of crisis several times. Mu Xingqiu had not recited it out loud for a long time. When he was at the most helpless, he recited it again.

The spell did not work, and he didn't even make the air shake, but the sleepiness in Mu Xingqiu's mind actually weakened a little.

"Don't be wrong or weak..." Mu Xingqiu kept chanting, unable to open his mouth, and could only make a series of snoring sounds.

The monkeys who were about to absorb the demonic power paused, turned around and stared at Mu Xingqiu with their brown eyes, as if wondering why he could make a sound. Then they slowly crawled over and spit out more mucus at their prey in turn.

The flea's eyes slowly dimmed, but Mu Xingqiu was not sleepy and was still trying to speak out. He didn't know what the use of doing this, but he just didn't want to just fall asleep like this. He had not yet surrendered and would rather stay awake and watch everything happen.

The ground monkeys are not smart monsters. Their thinking is very simple. Since their prey can make sounds, they must completely wrap them with mucus. Mu Xingqiu has more mucus on his body. Although they will harden quickly, some of them will slowly drip to the ground.

Mu Xingqiu's left eye and brain were in pain at the same time. Because he was too close, he thought it was the same kind of pain at first. After a while, he found that the pain came from the left eye demon pill and the inner elixir in the Niwan Palace.

His demonic power and mana were passing out, but it was not fast, but it was unprecedented pain. He understood why the monkey used mucus to make his prey sleep. This pain could kill people, and most of the power would disappear if a person died.

Mu Xingqiu has suffered a lot since his practice, and his endurance is far beyond ordinary people, but this pain makes him unable to bear it. His left eye and Niwan Gong seemed to have been cut into thin slices by a small knife, one after another, never stopping.

He still insisted on chanting mantras in his throat, but refused to succumb to sleepiness and pain.

The monkeys showed obvious confusion in their brown eyes, but they were unaware of their ability to adapt and continued to spit mucus. Several of the thinnest monkeys even fell off the wall of the cave, secreting mucus was consumed too much energy.

The left eye demon pill was relatively weak. It finally hurt a little, and the eyeballs seemed to be picked out. All the demon power inside was sucked into the mucus, and Mu Xingqiu's demon pill ended like this.

The mucus turned blood red, and the monkeys all became anxious. The red was so attractive to them. Although the mucus on more than ten little demons had turned red, the color was too light. It was not as thick and bright as this prey.

The largest monkey pounced on him, spread his limbs and lay firmly on Mu Xingqiu's mucus shell.

If it is an ordinary prey, the monkeys are willing to let the strongest leader take the lead, but this prey is so delicious that it produces enough to overcome the fear caused by the level gap.

Hundreds of monkeys rushed towards the blood-red mucus shells, and they could only suck the most when they were closest. This principle was understandable without being too smart. Mu Xingqiu's mucus shells could not accommodate so many suckers. In fact, he could not notice it at all. It was all red in his eyes. Although the pain in his left eye stopped, the Niwan Palace had not ended. He was chanting a spell based on his instinct and had no idea what was going on outside.

The monkeys were killing each other, and one of them was killed, and they were immediately eaten by the monkeys. In such a melee, being big might not necessarily have the advantage, but instead became the target of public criticism. The first big monkey tossed on the mucus shell, before a little demonic power was sucked in, it was torn into pieces by dozens of monkeys and became the first victim.

The number of monkeys in the ground is getting smaller and smaller, but their size is getting bigger. If Mu Xingqiu had not occupied all his consciousness by the pain of Niwan Palace, he could hear the screams of monkeys and the bursting sounds of his body swelling.

Nearly half an hour later, there were only more than ten monkeys left, all of which were over one meter tall. They finally reached a compromise and stood around the blood-red mucus shell, the distance was the same, and then twitched their nostrils together to prepare to share the delicious food.

The magic power contained in the fifth level of Xingluo inner elixir has not been sucked out yet, and Mu Xingqiu's Niwan Palace is still in pain. However, when the monkey began to suck the demonic power and magic power in the mucus shell, he still felt it.

The sucking process is not uncomfortable. Instead, it can reduce pain. Mu Xingqiu's will will willingly let go of these demonic and magic powers, but he just began to fight against the suction power in a flash.

Mu Xingqiu didn't know what to do, so he could only chant the spell while speeding up the rotation of the inner alchemy.

The idea of ​​changing the situation suddenly appeared in Mu Xingqiu's mind: Meng Yuanhou's soul has strong suction power, but it was stored on a jade axe magic weapon. Under the influence of the Fighting Star Transfer Array, even if Mu Xingqiu has a free body, it cannot be used.

But Mu Xingqiu used Meng Yuanhou's soul to use the method, and once entered the Frost Soul Sword to see the soul with his own eyes.

Why can Meng Yuanhou become a Taoist priest?

Mu Xingqiu knew that what determines everything was that unusual will. The Mengdu Sect, who practiced the art of defiance of heaven, made up his mind when he was surrounded by a group of monsters and produced irresistible suction with his extremely powerful will.

But this suction force was too strong, and Meng Yuanhou himself could get rid of it. He never woke up again, until he died. The suction force still existed.

What Mu Xingqiu needs is a perfect suction force to fight against the monkey. He doesn't want to become an amber Taoist priest, he still wants to wake up.

He continued to chant those five words, and at the same time he concentrated all his will for the magic power and demon power in the mucus shell.

Never give in.

Mu Xingqiu remembered these words again. This was not what the stranger Fangfang's soul told him, but the last sentence left to him by the flesh and blood Fangfang.

He wants to regain his own power!

When these forces were slowly sucked out by the mucus, Mu Xingqiu had nowhere to start. When more than ten monkeys greedily sucked in large quantities, Mu Xingqiu finally grasped the existence of power in a chaos

He held it firmly, and he pulled it back desperately. He did not forget to chant the spell at the most stalemate moment, not to increase the suction force, but to be able to wake up at critical moments.

Unknown to many places in the past, Mu Xingqiu finally saved the situation. His magic and demonic power began to return to the mucus and slowly flowed to the Niwan Palace, but something happened that he could not control.

The magic power and the demon power were mixed together, and at the same time they entered the pure and flawless inner alchemy that was not allowed to contain any miscellaneous things.

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