Mu Xingqiu was about to exhaust himself, and at the same time he felt energetic, just like after a whole day of hard work, he took a happy hot bath, and was weak, but he felt very comfortable, just wanting to lie on the soft bed and sleep motionlessly.

His Crimson Palace, lower dantian and meridians were still in a mess, but the rope that had always tied him to the eighth level of the illusion disappeared. Even though the inner elixir rotated slowly and there was little magic power left, Mu Xingqiu was full of confidence.

Zhou Qi stared at Mu Xingqiu. If he had just started fighting, he would have sneered at every word Mu Xingqiu said, but now he did not dare to take it lightly.

"Mind the Heart Illusion?" Zhou Qi let go of Mu Xingqiu's collar and cast a spell at the same time.

A colorful spell hit Mu Xingqiu's chest, instantly destroying the outer leather armor and the inner shirt, desperately trying to penetrate his body.

Mu Xingqiu did not send out any spells, and stood there swaying slightly, using his flesh and blood to resist powerful spells.

In the eyes of the Dashu onlookers, Mu Xingqiu's situation was even more unfavorable, and he was completely in a passive position of being beaten. In their eyes, the five-colored spell was a relatively eye-catching light, but the power and murderous aura were seen or heard of by every demon. Mu Xingqiu did not die immediately, which surprised them.

Jincu and other demons wanted to come forward to help again, and Shen Shang stopped them again, "Wait." He was the only person who could see the details of the battle clearly. Only he knew that Mu Xingqiu's implementation method was not a pragmatic illusion with lightning, but a pragmatic illusion that penetrated the human brain.

Shen Shang felt strange because the ulterior motive technique was obviously not as effective as lightning. No matter how good Mu Xingqiu's physical condition was, he could not bear the magic of the Shen Taoist priest for a long time. Zhou Qi was indeed much weaker, but he had a magic sword transformed from the sword-washing pool, which made up for some of the loss of strength. At least he could also swallow smoke and even the level of the realm of the Feast Xia.

After waiting for a while, Shen Shang was worried that the reason why Mu Xingqiu used his illusion was not like being confident, but more like a last resort when his strength was weak. Shen Shang was the first to take the step forward. Jincuo and other demons followed and gradually surrounded two fighting players.

For the prince of the Sacrifice Kingdom, this is the best time to show loyalty. I even thanked the strange suction force that brought him here. I felt that the guidance of Yi Shijun was very beneficial. "Demon Lord, my name is Tuotao, and I am the prince of the Sacrifice Kingdom. The old king of the Sacrifice Kingdom is seriously ill and dying. The princes are fighting for the throne. They are all looking for support from the Holy Talisman Dynasty and Taoist Ordinance. Only I know that the human situation is hopeless, and the demon clan will soon return to the world. Demon Lord, I came to find you specifically, hoping to get the entire Sacrifice Kingdom I am willing to offer, just as a little king under the Demon Lord..."

Even under normal circumstances, Zhou Qi couldn't listen to a prince's flattery. Now he felt it was noisy and shouted sternly: "Shut up!"

Tuotao sounded like this, but this meant another meaning. He looked around and found that the barbarian monster was approaching the Demon Lord, obviously trying to help the so-called "demon master". He knew that this was an opportunity to make contributions, and doing well was worth hundreds of loyal words.

"Soldiers from the country of sacrifice, gather! You cowards, come back to me. I am your prince! Eliminate these barbarian monsters, protect... to clear the scene for the Demon Lord!"

More than a thousand demon soldiers came over to the order, with their armor not intact and their weapons were pitifully few, but because of their large number, they still felt that they were more dominant.

When Tuotao found out that the Demon Lord did not object, he was happy. He knew that his move was right, so he was kicked over and fell into the snow for a long time and couldn't get up.

Jincuo taught the prince of the sacrificial king a lesson, and kept rushing to the front. He didn't have much demonic power left, but this did not affect his fighting spirit at all.

Shen Shang held the bald man with one hand, and sent out the Five Elements Gold Spell with the other hand.

Zhou Qi felt angry and sad. He had fallen to this point and was besieged by a group of demons and a breath-taking Taoist priest. He could not distribute too much power to deal with these mobs, so he waved his hand to summon seven magic weapons, including the candle, and used a soul technique. Even if he killed a chicken, he couldn't care about it. Moreover, his ox knife was already so dull.

A gust of cold wind swept over, and Shen Shang's Five Elements Gold Spell was still four or five feet away from the target, but it disappeared out of thin air. Hundreds of demons suddenly felt their legs and feet weak and fell one by one. Only Jincuo ran to Zhou Qi. As soon as he raised his fist, he fell down. He couldn't help but rolled out a few laps, getting further and further away from Zhou Qi.

The cold wind produced by the soul guarded the range of dozens of steps outside Zhou Qi's body. All the entrants were weak. Zhou Qi could only do this. He felt that the flattering demon prince might be useful, "Kill these barbarian monsters and leave no one."

Tuotao just stood up with the help of his servants. He was overjoyed when he heard this and immediately urged the gathering of demon soldiers, "Go! I have raised you for so long, can't even beat a group of soft-footed monsters? Go! Let the Demon Lord see your strength..."

The two demon clans fought. Although there were more soldiers in the country of sacrificial life, Jincu and his group were mostly strong beast monsters, and there was also a Taoist priest who was helping him, so they were not at a disadvantage. The weapons of both sides were almost lost during the flight, and they were all based on fists and feet.

Compared with the two fighting men standing still, the battle between the demon clan was in chaos, like a large group of wild beasts biting in the snow. In fact, many beast monsters opened their mouths and used their teeth as weapons.

Tuo Taoguang thought of making contributions in front of the Demon Lord, and ignored his protection. There were only a few servants around him, and soon he was kicked over by a certain beast monster.

When he tried to get up from the snow again and took off his helmet and breathed, the battle was coming to an end. Most of the demons had stopped and maintained their fighting posture, but they turned their heads and looked at the two fighting fighters not far away.

Tuotao raised his hand and wiped his face for a moment. He found that his nose was bleeding, which made him afraid and angry. He was about to order all the monsters to kill them, but finally he noticed the strange silence around him. He also looked over with many eyes. The surprise in his heart was comparable to the cold air produced by the soul, and his legs were also weak.

The magic sword was glowing, sometimes long and sometimes short, but it had left the palm of the Demon Lord and was floating in the air, as if he was hesitant about his belonging.

The most important thing is that the magic Lord's spell disappeared. He was shaking, his beard was rising and falling like waves, and his face turned red and white. No one could believe that he still had the upper hand.

Mu Xingqiu's chest was a big black chunk. But he stood more steadily, and his right hand was slowly reaching towards Zhou Qi.

After all, his palm did not touch the Taoist priest Zhushen. Zhou Qi screamed, as if he was under fire, and his screams were still gone. The man disappeared, leaving behind a Taoist robe and a magic weapon of the ground. Not only the seven pieces that began to be summoned, but also the other magic weapons that were added in an instant, up to thirty or forty pieces.

Mu Xingqiu seemed to have lost his leaning, took a step forward, and turned his arms. He just grabbed the magic sword that was sucking and spitting out.

The light disappeared immediately, and the magic sword turned into a drop of water again.

The scream lasted for a while before it completely disappeared. Shen Shang shook his head and asked, "Is it over? Is Zhou Qi dead?"

"The battle is over, but Zhou Qi escaped." Mu Xingqiu said exhaustedly, looking down at the magic weapons on the ground, unable to bend over to pick them up, nor can he cast spells to summon them.

"The old bastard is so lucky." Shen Shang knew that it was not Mu Xingqiu's mercy, but that he really had no spare energy. As for him and Jincuo and other demon clans, he could not even find any traces of Zhou Qi. The Taoist Priest of the Mind can also cast profound magic under the weakest circumstances.

Shen Shang flew to Mu Xingqiu, holding the bald man with his hands, and handed him over like a crown, "Are you considered a Taoist priest of Xinglu? Hey, no matter what, you have created a miracle. Zhou Qi is a real Taoist priest of the gods. I must promote this matter well. It is worth writing ten pages when writing a letter to Pang Shan."

Mu Xingqiu smiled weakly, and didn't even have the strength to be modest. He raised his hand and touched the bald mucus shell. There was no way to send the sword washing water in, so he had to give up temporarily.

Jincu and others surrounded the demons. They all looked at the demon master with awe. They didn't know that Mu Xingqiu was approaching the end of the oil and the lamp was gone. They only remembered that he had just defeated the leader of the Ice Guard.

What was very embarrassing was that the demons sacrificed their lives in the country. The demon Lord, who had been loyal to him for a while, ran away. The "demon master" who looked shaky became the final winner instead.

Tuotao turned around and quietly walked towards Zhenshanniu who was trapped in the snow. He felt that this distance was really long and he might not be able to walk in his lifetime.

"Wait, Prince Tuotao."

The voice of the demon master came, and Tuotao shook his body and was supported by the attendant behind him. Then he slowly turned around, his mouth opened several times, and he couldn't say a word.

"The Demon Lord you are kneeling on is the Taoist priest Wangshan, named Zhou Qi. He has been in the devil for several years. His plan is to cover the entire world with ice and snow, and the country of sacrifice is no exception. Go back and tell your subjects to prepare for war. It is not with us, but to fight against the vanguard forces of the demon clan. They will not be kind to any clan."

Tuotao felt that he should say something, but what he spit out of his mouth was just a few ummy sounds. He finally controlled his stiff neck and nodded, which was a response.

Mu Xingqiu waved his hand and signaled that the demons in his country could leave. He was too tired and did not want to engage in another battle that was of little significance.

Looking at Tuotao's back, Jincu said coldly: "It's really cheap for them."

"Yi Shijun's vision is too bad." Shen Shang shook his head. He didn't know much about the wolf king Qi Yemeng, otherwise he would even look at Yi Shijun. "Mu Xingqiu, I still don't understand. How did you defeat Zhou Qi in the end? He seemed to be very scared."

"Memory is power." Mu Xingqiu repeated the famous saying of Yi Shijun, "I took away part of Zhou Qi's memory. Zhou Qi was unable to cast demon spells for a while."

Shen Shang was shocked. Taoist priests could use spells to see other people's memories, but taking them away was another matter. "Are you talking about the art of snatching thoughts? That is a spell that can only be cast by Taoist priests of Shen."

Mu Xingqiu smiled. His inner alchemy had not changed, and he was still at the fifth level of Starfall, but his illusion finally reached the eighth level, which could be comparable to the Taoist Priest of the Gods. If it weren't for the exhaustion of magic power, he could have taken away and destroyed all of Zhou Qi's memories.

"There is still one day." Mu Xingqiu looked up at the dark sky, unable to believe that time passed so slowly, "We have to guard the ice city for another day."

Jincu shook his head, "We are here for a day, you should go find the Spirit King."

Mu Xingqiu looked at Jincuo in confusion.

"I wanted to tell you very early, but you didn't want to hear it at that time. Later, when I got into the Ice City, I didn't want you to leave too early... The Spirit King was seriously injured because of you, even if you couldn't help her, he should go and see her."

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