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Chapter 638 The Monster Race is Untrustworthy

Mu Xingqiu returned to the golem and sat in front of it for two days and two nights.

Zuo Liuying's knowledge was indeed still focused on the realm of the gods. His words pointed out a vast world to Mu Xingqiu. There was no path in this world, but Mu Xingqiu could already vaguely see the peaks in the distance.

The illusion of the mind comes from the demon clan, and all the magic spells of the demon clan are born from the Dharma of the Demon Lord. Finding the transformation process can not only greatly reduce the risk of being entangled with the demon, but also enhance the strength of the illusion.

However, the road ahead is still difficult to walk, and Mu Xingqiu can't even find out which article corresponds to the seven magical articles of Nianxin. He can only learn more than ten demon spells in Zhou Qi's memory, master the methods of casting, and then apply them to Nianxin. It does have an enhancement effect, but it is not as obvious as imagined.

Mu Xingqiu needs help, but Zuo Liuying can't provide it, so he can only be Yi Shijun.

When Mu Xingqiu finished his thinking, the Battle Demon Mountain was already lively. The first one to come back was the demon army of the King of Yu and the Holy Mother of Wanzi, followed by the demon army of the Battle Demon Mountain head led by Fei Zu. Only the Taoist priest led by Yang Qingyin was still on the way.

The one who came to visit Mu Xingqiu first was the beast monster Lao Chong and a group of spiritual monsters. The sound of Lao Chong came from afar, "When will the remaining Yi Shijun be imprisoned? He is still kind to us, right?"

I can't figure out what happened to the demons of the souls. I only know that some of Yi Shijun were locked in the golem. He still remembers Yi Shijun's ⊥Feng Feng⊥Literature, w∷≡≈t, and I felt very sympathetic in my heart.

But after seeing Mu Xingqiu, Lao Chi never mentioned the golem and Yi Shijun again, "Haha, I heard that you had a fight in the Ice City, and I knew you would definitely come to fight Demon Mountain to find us. Mu Xingqiu, are you not angry anymore? I swear, I will never hide anything from you in the future, it is better to go straight..."

The spirit demon was even more concerned about Jincuo's whereabouts. He heard that he became the King of Fried King. The spirit demon was very happy. Laochi was indeed outspoken. "Oh grandma, Jincuo is the life of being the king, and he is the king everywhere. Alas, the demon king is so easy to be, why isn't it my turn?"

After chatting with Bingkui for a while, the demons said goodbye, and Lao Chu became more and more motivated, "This time, you have defeated Bingkui once, and you will definitely be able to defeat the second time. It is a good thing that cannot cast spells. Finally, we beast monsters have the place to use our skills. Let everyone go, let Mu Xingqiu rest for a while, look at his face, as white as a dead person. The Spirit King would not be happy to see his appearance."

After the demons left, Mu Xingqiu took out a smooth bronze mirror and looked at it. When he saw the images inside, he was shocked. Two days and two nights of sleep were nothing to him, but this time it brought unexpected results. His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his eyes were deep, as if he had been exhausted after staying up too late.

But Mu Xingqiu didn't feel tired at all. Instead, he felt full of energy.

Mu Xingqiu planned to take a rest in the way he thought, but the visitors were endless.

The demon king Feizu led more than ten magicians from his clan to welcome him, "Dao Zun came so timely. We were all very happy when we heard that Dao Zun won a great victory in the Ice City and annihilated thousands of Bingkui. Bingkui was not invincible. Dao Zun greatly encouraged the morale and fighting spirit of the demons in the Demon Mountain, which shows that this battle can be fought in the next battle, and must be fought..."

Fei Zu did not mention what he did when he was in the Ice City, nor did he apologize publicly, as if the decisive battle between Demon Mountain and Bingkui was enough to make up for all the mistakes.

Mu Xingqiu nodded frequently, rarely spoke, and did not criticize the decisive battle.

Feizu waved his hand and signaled the magicians of his clan to leave first, stayed by himself, and leaned close to Mu Xingqiu and whispered: "I hope Dao Zun knows something. I am completely on the side of the Spirit King and Dao Zun. I have the experience of Dao Zun defeating Bingkui, and with the Spirit King's clever plan, I will win this battle."

"What a clever plan?"

Fei Zu looked at the golem in the tree trunk, and a smile appeared on his thin face, "As long as there is a golem and the soul inside, Bingkui will be vulnerable. Of course, Dao Zun's experience is also very important. As for the clever plan, the Spirit King will be able to come back tomorrow. Let her talk to Dao Zun, so I won't talk too much."

Feizu bowed and left, and Mu Xingqiu could feel his awe of Yang Qingyin from the tone of the Demon King of War Demon Mountain.

Just as they lined up, Feizu had just left, and the Feather King and the Virgin of Wanzi came.

The Virgin of Wanzi seemed reluctant. She stood by the redwood tree with a bamboo pole-like body, raised her hand to touch the bark, looked at the golem not far away, and said, "You are here, Zhan Mo Mountain is probably not going to be able to save it."

"Holy Mother, what did you say?" The apologized by King Fadong of Yu was put back.

"There is a curse on the Dao Zun's body, and he will destroy it wherever he goes. The Ice City has been destroyed once, but after he returns, he can actually destroy it again. How powerful is this curse? So, no matter whether this battle is win or defeat, the Battle of Demon Mountain cannot be saved. If I were Fei Zu, I would never be so happy."

The Feather King was extremely embarrassed and flapped his wings gently, "Please don't care, we are all looking forward to you, Lingwang..."

"I didn't say I didn't expect him to come?" said the Virgin Mary of Wanzi, with her voice lazily, as if she was talking to the air. "I admire you very much wherever you go. If Dao Zun has no objection, I want to follow you more in the future, especially in the places I hate."

Mu Xingqiu smiled, "I hope there are not too many things that Virgin Mary Wanzi hates."

"Haha, not many, about seventeen or eighteen, all of which are demonic mountain and demon caves that have had a festival with Ice City." The two eyes of Holy Mother Wanzi, which were very close to each other, suddenly wrinkled and almost touched each other, "The True Dao Zun is back, so the Spirit King no longer needs to pretend to be Dao Zun. I think she is very tired of dressing up."

The King of Feather hurriedly said, "Holy Mother, do you still remember it? We are not talking about this when we come to see the Taoist Lord."

"Ah, I remembered it. Sorry, Dao Zun, we shouldn't have made a deal with Yi Shijun in the Ice City, but I heard that you have forgiven Heihuang and Feizu, and you will definitely not hold a grudge against us, so this apology is simply redundant."

"I didn't hold a grudge at all, so I don't need to forgive me."

The Virgin Wanzi nodded, then looked up at the golem, looking thoughtful.

The Queen Yu regretted bringing the Virgin of Wanzi to see Mu Xingqiu together. She coughed twice and said, "Heihuang has already talked with Dao Zun, so I have something to say. The battle between War Demon Mountain and Bingkui cannot be fought."

"Why?" Mu Xingqiu really wanted to hear what these people who retreated.

"Although the Spirit King has not officially announced, we can all guess her plan, which is to use the golem and Yi Shijun's soul to destroy Bingkui."

"How to use it?" Mu Xingqiu believed that the golem and the soul inside contained huge power, but he didn't know how to release these powers.

"I don't know the specific plan very well. However, the Spirit King once entered the golem and must have received guidance from the soul of Yi Shijun."

Mu Xingqiu was slightly stunned. The crow's soul said that fighting against the Demon Mountain cannot be defended. Why do the souls in the Demon Golem think that they can be fought? Did the souls even deviate after the souls separated?

"Do you have to object if you don't even know what the plan is?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

The square face of the King of Feather was even more embarrassing, but the Virgin Wanzi stopped talking, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "The key is whether the plan is good or bad, but the King of Spirit... She wants to imitate Dao Zun too much, and ask for war, and cannot hear other opinions. We are willing to follow the King of Spirit to go through fire and water. But we are worried... we are worried that Feizu has a conspiracy."

"Isn't Feizu's wish to keep Zhanmo Mountain?"

"Of course, but he doesn't want the Taoist priest to stay in the Battle Demon Mountain after the war. Dao Zun should know that Feizu is not ordinary. He got the magical arts of Yishijun a long time ago. There are many magical priests in the Battle Demon Mountain. We suspect that he wants to use the magical golem to destroy the Taoist priests such as Bingkui and Lingwang in one fell swoop."

Mu Xingqiu understood that the Feather King and Heihuang were both Qi Wushang's original subordinates, but Zhan Moshan refused to accept Qi Wushang's orders. Both sides were vigilant and afraid of each other.

"I will make a judgment after I have seen the Spirit King ask about his plan." Mu Xingqiu didn't want to make a decision based on hearsay, and he was a little curious about what Yang Qingyin imitated himself.

"No matter what choice Dao Zun and the Spirit King make, the Flying Demon tribes and the Ice City demon tribe will never say a word. If we really want to fight, we are willing to shed our blood."

"I am willing to shed my blood." The Virgin of Wanzi repeated, "There are five or six hundred children left in the Virgin of the Virgin, and I don't plan to have another child. Please let the Lord of Dao bleed one by one."

This sounded like a sign of determination, a complaint and a sarcasm. The prince of Yu regretted it so much that his intestines were about to turn blue. He hurriedly said goodbye.

The Virgin of Wanzi followed the feather king staggeringly, suddenly pointed at the golem and said, "He is going to escape, he is ready."

"Are you talking about the souls of Yi Shijun?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

The Virgin of Wanzi didn't even look back, and left a sentence "I don't know" and walked away.

Mu Xingqiu shook his head helplessly. In his eyes, Zuo Liuying was too deep, Yi Shijun was too broad, and the Holy Mother of Wanzi was too chaotic and had no trace to be found, so he had to not take her words seriously.

The last person to visit was Yin Buchen, who crawled on the ground, crawled all the way over, muttering constantly, as if he was stabbed in his lower abdomen, and his blood was flowing. He just wanted to come over and say his last words.

"Laojun is too powerful. I'm just a bug, I can't refuse..." Yin Buchen's eyes were watery, and Yang Qingyin obviously returned his two crystal eyes.

"I didn't want to punish you." Mu Xingqiu understood Yi Shijun's ability. Although it was difficult for him to trust the demon clan anymore, he would not hate them because of this.

"After all, it's Laojun. I heard that he has a soul to help Taoist Zun in the Ice City, and Laojun will also help in the Battle Demon Mountain. Taoist Zun, please think about it again..."

"I can't release the soul in the golem." Mu Xingqiu didn't try it seriously, but he would never destroy the magic array set up by Yang Qingyin and the Taoist priests.

"No, no, no, it's not release. Can the Taoist Lord be... Can you discuss with the Spirit King to leave a demon golem and not destroy it..."

"I heard that this is the soul of Yi Shijun."

"Impossible." Yin Buchen was still crawling on the ground, but his expression was gritting his teeth. "It was all Fei Zu's tricks, it was him."

Mu Xingqiu felt a little guilty. The demon clan here was still in a split state as before and was unreliable. He should have taken on all this, but it ended up falling on Yang Qingyin.

He hopes to help Yang Qingyin take off the burden, but the reunion of the two is destined not to be easy:

That night, the golem and the soul inside disappeared.

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