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Chapter seven hundred and seventy fourth good luck

(The manuscript was used up, so the time for publishing is not fixed. I can recover at most three days. Please understand. ≧)

Lan Qizhang found that he could not cast the spell. At the beginning, he seemed to be trapped in a forbidden manner. After the spell left, he disappeared inexplicably. Not long after, the spell was trapped in the Jiang Palace and could not be cast at all. Next, Santian was bound all the time, and the inner elixir in the lower dantian stopped rotating and no longer supplied mana. The thoughts in the Niwan Palace were circulating over and over again, but they could not be transmitted, so the Jiang Palace was empty...

He was somewhat prepared, but his surprise was still accumulating, and in the end he even turned into horror. He was able to accept death calmly, but he could not accept spells beyond his imagination. Just like those who lived down to earth for the rest of their lives, he looked up and suddenly saw his neighbor Li Er Ge soaring in the sky.

What made Lan Qi Zhang even more incomprehensible was that he was actually the first person on the island to lose the ability to cast spells. Xiao Hao was clamoring that the casting was not smooth, and the demon races were also talking about their sufferings. But after all, they could cast spells or magic tricks to collect the spiritual energy and unclean energy of the world around them.

The accident did not last long, Xiao Hao and the monsters stopped one after another, and could not cast spells or magic. Lan Qizhang understood that the stronger the people were more and more affected. The strange moves Mu Xingqiu issued from Zhibu Bangli were completely opposite to all the magic spells in the world. His lethality was actually strong first and then weak.

In the end, even the caster of the strange move could not hold on. The giant demon in the fish and dragon formation trembled all over and broke down after a while. After the attacks, the Demon-Suppressing Island had become smaller and could not accommodate hundreds of humans and demons. Most of them fell into the sea, and no one could fly in the air.

Even Zuo Liuying couldn't, but his movements were unexpectedly light, and he successfully avoided all humans and demons, jumped onto an isolated reef, and picked up the bamboo stick on the ground in the middle of the journey.

The last one who lost his spell was Bald. He was gritting his teeth and firing red light into the distance. Suddenly, the demon eyes dimmed and the red light disappeared. He was stunned for a moment, and then fell to the ground. Yang Qingyin quickly grabbed his hair bun.

"Why can't I fly?" said bald man in panic. He had long been used to flying instead of flying. He suddenly lost this ability, and it was as painful as an ordinary person who could not walk.

There are no more powerful people on the Demon-Suppressing Island. The Taoist priest at the seventh level of Star Lost and the casual cultivator who had just condensed into the inner alchemy for a few months were evenly matched. The magician became an ordinary demon clan, and the one who preserved the most strength was the strong beast monsters.

The giant demon of the fish and dragon formation disintegrated, but the "spell" he sent out to eliminate all spells did not fail and gradually spread like ripples.

Lao Chong sat on the ground, pointed at the distance and laughed, "Look at those guys, I'm so laughing to death."

At the last moment, the giant demon of the Fish and Dragon Formation shot a counter-artial arts at the magic priests and the fleet of the vassal states ten miles away. At this time, he had reached his destination and during the flight, it had spread from as thick as an arm to cover several miles.

Most people felt that it was just a breeze, as if it was about to rain. The magicians saw more signs of spells, and they felt strange. However, they did not escape, and cast different spells to fight against the counter-art that they had no understanding of.

As you can imagine, the strongest demon priests suffered the most severe blow. They were originally flying in the air, but suddenly they danced one by one, dancing. Without the calm demeanor of the Taoist priests, some fell on the boat, and some fell directly into the sea. Because they were too surprised, some even screamed shrillly.

The talisman masters and soldiers on more than 30 warships were even more panicked. The warships usually had no rudders and sails, and they were all controlled by spells. Once the spell failed, the entire ship immediately fell out of control, colliding with each other and spinning. Although there was no serious damage, the people on the ship jumped into the sea like dumplings.

Panic is even more chaotic than casualties.

Lao Chu laughed because he saw such a scene, and even the pain of his legs folded was forgotten. "Although the fight was not happy enough, we won this, right?"

The old spirit demon Sandalwood Burner rubbed his elbow that was tender by his companions and said gloomyly: "They can't beat us, and we can't beat them either. This is not called victory, at most it's a draw."

Such an ending was not expected by any participant. Looking at the chaos in the South China Sea, I didn't understand what this actually means.

Xiao Hao is always not serious in his practice and is the first to see the meaning of the matter clearly. "The magic is useless, haha, you guys who practice hard are in trouble. It is better to learn bone-forging fist from me. In the future, fists are more useful than inner alchemy!"

She was so happy that she seemed to have taken a big advantage, and she had a suitable reason for her laziness over the years.

"It is also a spell that cannot cast spells, it will eventually disappear." Lanqizhang has recovered from calmness and has gained more knowledge of the "spells" issued by Mu Xingqiu through the giant monster of the fish and dragon formation. "The spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the unclean energy are everywhere, and the method of destroying the law spreads, but the impact will also weaken accordingly. You can feel that the wind is disappearing."

Everyone and the demons nodded to show that they had the same feeling.

Lao Chu fisted and hit the ground, "What are you waiting for? Prepare for the next round of battle, give me weapons and stones, I swim over and kill them, who will go with me?"

The disabled monsters who stayed on the boat and fought with Lao Cang all shook their heads and lay on the ground and retreated. They had already experienced the courage and madness of this beast monster. They admired him, but they no longer wanted to follow him.

"Where is Mu Xingqiu? Let him cast spells well, only limit the enemy, and not use them on his own people." Xiao Hao "thinked" a good idea, turned his head and saw Yang Qingyin, and walked over a few steps.

Yang Qingyin was carrying the bald man. When everyone was surprised, they were looking at the half demon Taoyong lying on the ground.

Takuyong is relatively upright in the fish and dragon formation, so he is not pressed when he falls, but his expression is a little strange, his face is too blushing, and his eyes are confused, as if the sleeping drunken ghost has just been woken up.

"Brother Xiaoqiu?" The bald man tentatively shouted.

"I...what is this? What's going on?" Tuoyong spoke, and the words he said obviously came from himself and had nothing to do with Mu Xingqiu anymore.

The bald man sighed, "Why is Brother Xiaoqiu leaving now?"

Yang Qingyin had no answer, so she could only look back at Zuo Liuying.

"The Niwan Palace of Half Demon has been destroyed, and its contact with Zhibubang has been interrupted." Zuo Liuying said.

"Niwan Palace?" Takuyong jumped up, raised his hand and touched his head a few times, as if this would be the case to determine whether the Niwan Palace was good or bad. "I, I can't cast spells..." Takuyong's face suddenly turned pale. He was in a coma all the time, not knowing what had happened just now.

No one explained to him.

Yang Qingyin felt lost. She hadn't really said a few words to Mu Xingqiu, or even talked about Mu Dong'er... She asked calmly: "How should I fight in the next battle? Do you remember Mu Xingqiu's magic?"

Zuo Liuying shook her head, "I remember it once, but now I have forgotten it."

No one understands the meaning of this sentence. Unless it is intentional, how could Zuo Liuying "forget"?

Lan Qizhang stepped forward and said, "Since that's the case, then proceed as planned."

The original plan was to rush to the enemy and use the magic of breaking pills.

Zuo Liuying didn't say anything, Lan Qizhang said loudly to the humans and demons on the island: "Waiting for the law of extermination..."

"Reverse art, Mu Xingqiu said this is called reverse art." Zuo Liuying interrupted.

Lan Qizhang thanked him for noticing his head, "When the effect of the reverse technique disappears, please retreat to the north, the farther the better."

"If you don't retreat, you'll hit the end, and never be a turtle with a head-reducing turtle!" Lao Chu said loudly.

Xiao Hao covered Youliao with both hands and defended: "It has tried its best, and it is a last resort to shrinking his head."

Xiao Hao's words had no effect on Lao Chong. An injured demon clan crawled to Lao Chong and whispered a few words against his ear. The beast monster jumped up suddenly, supported his whole body with one leg, and staggered into the sea. "The art of breaking the alchemy is a disaster for destroying demons? Why didn't you say it earlier, escape, let's run away now."

Back then, Fangfang used the art of breaking the alchemy to destroy the demon fire mountain in Duanliu City. Many demon soldiers saw it. Later, they spread it widely, calling the light that swallowed all things a "demon-destroying disaster". No demons knew that, Lao Chong was no exception, and he didn't feel that his fear was a shameful act.

There were already many demons swimming in the sea. At this time, when everyone followed Lao Chi's advice, they swam north, and the demons on the island also went into the sea.

The cultivators were hesitating, and Ouyang Luo pointed at a figure in the southwest, "Who is that? You can still cast spells."

The figure was flying against the sea, quickly and slowly, getting closer and closer to the chaotic fleet.

"That's because the reverse technique in the south is disappearing." Lan Qizhang saw it more clearly, and then he recognized who the figure was. "Shen Jiyi seems to be Shen Jiyi."

Shen Jiyi grabbed an incomplete magic seed from Qian Xiaoyao, then cast a spell and hid, watching the battle from a distance. When the spells were completely eliminated, he was also surprised, but he was not affected. Soon he realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He had always been jealous of the good luck of Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin. Now, good luck is in front of him.

"It's really Shen Jiyi." Yang Qingyin also recognized it, "Why... why did he attack his own people?"

The counter-invasion that enveloped the fleet of the vassal states had just disappeared, and most people had not reacted, including those demons.

There are 70 or 80 demons who participated in the battle this time, most of whom were just devils yesterday, and they have not received the "reward" of the demon seeds. More than 20 people have entered the demons in Wangshan, and there is an incomplete demon seed in their bodies. They are Shen Jiyi's goal and good luck.

Green lights rose frequently, and they seemed to be responding to Shen Jiyi's enthusiasm, without hesitation to get rid of the old master and face the new master with deeper ideas.

The demon clan, who was about to escape the "demon-destroying disaster", stopped again and turned to look south, confused.

"Dragon Demon! You don't deserve the demon seed, hand it over!" Shen Jiyi shouted loudly from afar, "Yang Qingyin, prepare to accept my revenge. I will definitely let Mu Xingqiu die in front of you!"

Lao Chi said in confusion: "Yes, where is the Dragon Demon? She is obviously very powerful, why did she make this kid shout and not come out to kill him?"

Zuo Liuying glanced at Tuoyong in the demon group. He expected that the slaughter of the country would attract the attention of the Taoist dynasty and the demon clan, but he did not expect that both sides would send the same person to solve the problem.

Shen Jiyi did encounter good luck.
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