Seizing Qin Kun's body was his last soul change. His noble soul was trapped in the broken eunuch. Before that, he had served as the chief, minister and general of the Longbin Society. Except for the emperor, he had tasted power in various fields - the taste was almost the same, but changing the name every few decades still felt fresh.

If he had to say regret, what he nostalgic about was not the throne he had never sat in, but life itself. The soul change of the talisman master could not last forever. Every soul change would damage the soul, and he would no longer be able to transfer after six or seven times.

All soul-changers think this is unfair, especially compared with those Taoist priests.

Qin Kun stared at Mu Xingqiu's eyes, and the feeling of unfairness became stronger and stronger. "No, this is impossible. You don't have the heart of a Taoist priest, you don't have the fundamental method of hiding, and you can't stop the soul-changing technique..."

"You mean the god-killing talisman?"

Qin Kun's heart seemed to be stomped on by a dirty foot. Long Binhui's most important secret has been leaked and other secrets he had just remembered. It is likely to be lost and stolen. He must do something.

If Qin Kun hadn't been too nostalgic for life, he would have been a little faster, but he hesitated and had an indelible feeling for this broken and humble body: there was a tragic wind and rain outside. Even the broken house, even a gloomy cave, was a nest of happiness.

Mu Xingqiu had already obtained the memory and had not looked closely. He used the illusion to knock Qin Kun out. He did it once. Qin Kun was in a coma for five days, but this time it failed. Qin Kun shook a few times and did not fall down. Instead, his eyes became more severe.

"You took it all?" Qin Kun asked.

"Um."

"Oh, Taoist priests are always better at their skills. You can ask for the memories of mortals, but the memories of Taoist priests are protected as solid as a soul... But I still don't understand, how did you do it?"

Qin Kun insisted on not falling down. After all, this is not his body. As long as he doesn't care about the harm or is even willing to pay the price of his life, he can block any spell.

Mu Xingqiu retracted the illusion and shouted without turning his head: "Flea."

The flea turned over and became alive from lifelessness, rubbing affectionately on Mu Xingqiu's shoulders twice.

"This beast..." The foot that was stepping on Qin Kun's heart slammed a few more times.

"Haha, it turns out that fleas are fine." Xiao Hao jumped up with joy and suppressed the urge to pounce on him and hug the fleas.

The bald man finally understood, "Brother Xiaoqiu is fine...I'm sorry. Mom, I bit your hand..."

Yang Qingyin nodded coldly, her eyes never left Mu Xingqiu, which made Bald man feel "worry in his heart". Although he was holding his bun with a little too hard, he did not dare to complain in a word.

"This is the iron qilin of Pangshan." Mu Xingqiu said, taking out a handful of gold and silver syrup to reward the fleas. "Gao Fuwei is ill-behaved and thinks no one knows it. But he failed to deceive the sensitive spirit beast. The flea stopped Gao Fuwei's god-killing talisman and handed me all the memories of last night."

"Where is Gao Fuwei's soul?" Qin Kun asked sternly, as if he still had an absolute advantage and was interrogating the desperate enemy at this moment.

Mu Xingqiu pointed at his head. "I allowed the soul to enter the body and let it occupy it for a while before conquering it."

"This is the merit of the method of re-destruction." The Crow Yi Shijun actually flew back and landed on the head of the demon golem. He laughed a few times, "Mu Xingqiu is really brave enough. He has accepted the method of re-destruction. His soul and body have not been fully integrated, so he can give way and regain it temporarily. The talisman master actually knows nothing about the Demon Lord's Dharma, haha. Am I doing well, right?"

"Thank you." Mu Xingqiu nodded to the crow.

"I have always been very curious about the soul-changing technique of Longbin. I always feel that it is a bit similar to my soul-gathering technique. Mu Xingqiu, can you tell me?"

"Longbin will have a 'Divine Killing Talisman' that can be used to exchange souls with others. This kind of talisman is difficult to make and requires dozens of extremely rare materials. These materials are melted into Gao Fuwei's body. After he recovered his memory, he wrote a divine Killing Talisman using his skin as paper, his hands as pen, and his blood as ink."

Mu Xingqiu has already captured all the memories of Gao Fuwei and can see all the scenes last night. "If the god killing talisman wants to seize the soul, it needs the last material, that is another soul, so Gao Fuwei must first hide in a person's body, absorb enough power before turning to the real target. The person he chose was originally Xiao Hao."

Xiaohao whispered angrily: "No wonder he was guarding the door of my tent in the middle of the night, a bad guy."

Mu Xingqiu patted the flea's neck, "The flea blocked Gao Fuwei's soul and was fighting with it, but it couldn't figure out the situation. When I came back, I would take the initiative to hand over the memory to me."

Mu Xingqiu didn't need to explain the next thing in detail. He took the fleas out of the ban to prevent Gao Fuwei from choosing a target to change his soul in a panic. While negotiating with the demon clan, Mu Xingqiu told the fleas what to do. In fact, he took the initiative to put his soul into his body, not his soul to seize his body.

Gao Fuwei's soul was dizzy. He neither integrated the soul of the spirit beast into the god-killing talisman nor truly captured Mu Xingqiu's body.

The crow hunched a long time, "It sounds like there is nothing special about the God-killing Talisman. Can you give me a list of materials?"

"Yes." Mu Xingqiu didn't care about giving the soul-changer's secret to the crow. For Yi Shijun, the divine killing talisman was just a kind of knowledge, far from his soul-gathering technique.

"You destroyed the entire human race." Qin Kun said angrily, but his anger could not hide the panic in his heart. "Without us, humans will have no leader, and the princess of Xijie will only fight for power. She doesn't know how much effort it takes to maintain a huge dynasty. You, you will only destroy, the stronger your strength, the more you destroy. Haha, you still want to unite humans and the demon race, which will only make you defeat even worse!"

Mu Xingqiu lowered his eyes and swept Qin Kun's memory aside very quickly. Then he said, "Let me give others a chance. You have been holding power in your hands for too long, so long that you only care about the power itself. I forgot that the purpose of the Talisman Master is to protect humans, not to rule humans."

"Haha, stupid! Without our rule, the royal family and the royal families of various countries have long decayed and rotten. Human beings will be divided into hundreds of small countries, and they will fight each other like demons. Rule is protection." Qin Kun suddenly felt discouraged and did not understand who these words were being said to.

His body was kneeling on the ground, but his soul remained in its original place--it could never be transferred to anyone anymore.

The crow flew down, swept over Qin Kun's head, and turned around and landed on Yin Buchen's head. "Whoever grabs it first will get the soul will belong to whoever is this rule, right? The soul of the soul of the soul-changing talisman master is worth collecting."

Mu Xingqiu walked past Qin Kun and said to Yang Qingyin and others: "Sorry, I don't have time to discuss with you."

Xiao Hao came over and said indifferently: "It's great, I've learned another trick to pretend to be dead." She hugged the flea and kissed and photographed it happily.

Yang Qingyin nodded coldly, let go of bald man and retracted his hand into his sleeve. Bald man rushed to Mu Xingqiu, flew around him, sniffed carefully for a while, and grinned, "That's right, it's really Brother Xiaoqiu."

"What should I do if Gao Fuwei's soul?" Yang Qingyin asked.

"He is dead. There is no way to go back to his body." Mu Xingqiu concentrated on casting spells, sending Gao Fuwei's soul out of his body, allowing it to stop above the corpse not far away.

The crow shook his head, the soul of the tiger talisman master was too ordinary. He was not interested, but stared at Zuo Liuying, "You really can't see through me. It's normal for me to guess the truth. You don't have an inner alchemy and don't even have much memory left. How do you know that Mu Xingqiu is acting?"

Zuo Liuying's half of her face was hidden under the brim of her hat. She said lightly: "Because of you, I understood when you said you were not very capable."

The crow laughed so hard that his feathers flew up a few, and he jumped and changed rapidly in the air. When he landed, he had transformed into a thin old man. He was wearing a black robe, with long black hair and black beard hanging from his front and back, almost integrated with the robe. "I didn't expect you to keep your memory of me. Alas, if Qin Kun knew me a little more, he should know that Yi Shijun would never be as humble as admitting that he was not strong."

Zuo Liuying stopped talking. He remembered Yi Shijun, but he was not very interested.

"When you die, I must collect your soul, no matter how much the price." Yi Shijun's interest grew higher and higher.

Xiao Yao let go of the fleas, blocked Yi Shijun, and said seriously: "He is mine."

The crow smiled and shook his head, turned to Mu Xingqiu and said, "Don't forget that there is a group of magicians outside. Several of them recognize my body. Do you want me to help convince them?"

Mu Xingqiu shook his head, "These magicians cannot convince them. Their opposition to the sacrificial king is not strong enough to betrayal. Moreover, after chasing for so long, they will not let me go easily. They are preparing for a concentrated offensive. I want to use illusion to lure them away."

Mu Xingqiu began to cast spells. He wanted to create an unprecedented powerful illusion, leading thousands of magicians around him away, and the longer he maintained, the better.

"You make the decision." Yi Shijun turned around and glanced at everyone in the camp and every tribe. He ignored Yin Buchen, who was full of flattery smiles, but looked at An Xiying.

An Qiying was covering her stomach. For others, it was a real and fake scene, but for him, it was a real heavy blow, and blood had already oozed out.

"It's not far from seven days." An pictographically said tremblingly. His soul could only stay in this body for seven days. Once he began to lose his memory, he would never be able to save him.

"Would you like to be one of the souls?"

An pictograph understands the meaning of this sentence, which means giving up your name and self and becoming a part of Yi Shijun, "Is there any other choice?"

"Yes, my soul is gone, I will return my clone to the banshee. You are a Taoist priest, and you should have seen this kind of thing thoroughly."

Although An Qixie has been considering this question for the past few days, she still couldn't give an answer and stood there pondering.

The illusion created by Mu Xingqiu has emerged. All humans and demon races have an image that is exactly the same as themselves. The golem and ten demon soldiers are no exception. However, the image of Yi Shijun is still a crow, which is somewhat similar to the clone technique of the Black Phoenix, but the image is not so lively and not real.

Xiao Wei reached out and walked through "Xiao Wei"'s body and giggled.

Many images rose into the air together, accompanied by a powerful lightning bolt, and flew to the southeast at the same time.

The noise of the magic tricks rang out, and thousands of magic tricks rushed into the illusion with their masters.

As the voice gradually faded away, Mu Xingqiu said to everyone: "The soul changer has some memories that are very important to me, and now I have to stop the country."

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Chapter 686 The secret of the Talisman Master:
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