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Tuoyong's back heart suffered a heavy blow. He wanted to escape from Talang City, but was hit by his uncle's magician's guard. The magician was the confidant of General Tahai. He could understand the general's intentions with just one look, and would never let the prince escape.

The magic technique was a slightly shiny gray smoke, leaving a long trace in the air, which was dissipated after a long time. At that time, Takuyong had lost consciousness and seemed to be dead from other eyes.

But he himself didn't feel that. The smoke-like magic hit his body as cold as ice. The feeling became stronger and stronger, and soon spread throughout his body. Not only did he freeze his muscles, but he even blocked his ears and blocked his vision. Takuyong fell into the boundless darkness and remained motionless.

At first, he thought this was the state of the soul after death, but soon felt something was wrong. It is said that the soul can watch and listen within seven days, and the past will pass by in front of his eyes, but he can see nothing. He can think about the past, but the past will not appear automatically. In short, this is very different from the state of the soul in the rumor.

Takuyong waited silently, putting the past behind his mind, and hating the world focused on the identity and honor he deserved but did not receive, and he believed that the world owed him.

Tuoyong died at the beginning of the chaos in Talang City. As the prince, he did not receive much attention. The magician wanted to take his corpse back to see the General Tahai, but was besieged by a group of cultivators, so he had to give up his corpse and run away on his own.

The corpses were lying on the street, people came and went, and no one stopped here. Gradually, there were a few more corpses around them. The flames burned and turned out. The screams and crying stopped abruptly as soon as they sounded. In this city full of emotions, life became extremely cheap.

Takuyong suddenly sat up, gasping for breath, and greedily breathing the turbid air. His face turned from white to red five times in succession, as if the tide was ebbing and flowing. Finally, he could stand up.

The half demon Yin Buchen walked over and looked at the grandson of the king who sacrificed his life in surprise, "You actually chose his body? And it's a dead body. Is there anything wrong with my body?"

"I have my own reasons." Mu Xingqiu said, not very adapted to this new body. "Taoyong's Niwan Palace is closer to Taoist priests and is more suitable for me to live in."

"Well... I think it's not as good as that black jade statue." Yin Buchen was not very happy. Tuoyong's appearance and Taoist consciousness made him undecided between contempt and flattery.

The Black Jade God statue is a good place to live, but there is one disadvantage that the casting is subject to many restrictions. Mu Xingqiu had to leave the statue when fighting with Mr. Ma and directly fought with the light blue itself. Tuoyong had a demon body and a demon pill, and was able to cast most of Mu Xingqiu's magic.

"I don't want to be held in my hands all the time." Mu Xingqiu walked forward with stiff steps. It would take some time for him to fully adapt to this body.

"There is no need to use Takuyong's body. The Tuo family royal family in the city must be more than Takuyong and his uncle. It's better for me to find a stronger and younger royal family..." Facing Takuyong's face, Yin Buchen found that his flattery skills had dropped a lot, so he tried his best to instigate Mu Xingqiu to change his body.

Mu Xingqiu can still fly for the time being. He works hard to control his new body and ignores Yin's nagging.

"You've found this place specially." Yin Buchen left his head in a long way. His attitude towards any human and demon clan has always been closely related to the other party's strength. The weaker Tuoyong's body appears. The less he can't regard it as a Taoist master.

More than a dozen humans rushed out of the streets ahead, each holding sticks, swords and guns, and roaring and screaming. Yin Buchen and Tuoyong both have obvious semi-demonic features such as fangs and sharp ears. In the eyes of these humans, they can be killed without asking.

Yin Buchen followed Mu Xingqiu without taking action. He wanted to see how much of the Dao Zun's strength was left. This determined whether he wanted to continue to follow and what attitude he was following.

"Oh." Yin Buchen sighed, feeling that everything was not going well, and began to miss the simple and humiliating years of serving Yi Shijun.

Mu Xingqiu stretched out his right arm, without lightning or any visible spells, and there was not even Wuxu's thought-heart illusion. At least Yin Buchen could not feel it. He believed that with his current strength, he could not stop Wuxu's illusion and could detect its existence.

There was nothing. Mu Xingqiu was like an ordinary demon clan who unconsciously stretched out his arms because of fear. The humans on the opposite side were getting closer and closer. The swords and guns in his hands were flashing cold light under the illumination of the flames somewhere.

Yin Buchen had a premonition that something was wrong, but he still decided not to take action. If Tuoyong's limbs were broken, Mu Xingqiu would have to change his body.

As a result, his premonition was wrong. The group of humans ran directly past them without any intention of staying, staring at the front, as if the target was still dozens of steps away from them.

"The effect of the Illusion of Mind for Mortals is surprisingly good. Dao Zun, aren't you tired?" Yin Buchen followed a few steps and made a gesture of support.

Mu Xingqiu shook his head and insisted on walking by himself. The illusion was indeed better for mortals. He created illusions in everyone's minds, luring them to continue chasing forward. When the illusion disappeared, humans would think that the demon race would run away, rather than seeing it wrong.

A loud and low voice came from a distance, which was Hong Futian. He was repeatedly chanting a brief ancient nerve text, and the content was also very straightforward, saying that all sentient beings are equal.

Yin Buchen curled his lips, "The 'illusion' of the casual cultivator is far from it. Without the help of the Taoist Lord, Hong Futian could not fight against the half-demon's body sacrifice."

"Don't worry." Mu Xingqiu was able to control his new body well and could fly into the sky after a while.

"It's really strange. Didn't Dao Zun build an army? There are hundreds of thousands of humans and demons in Talang City, and there are a large number of warships in the port. You have defeated half of the demons, why not seize the army? Apart from the Holy Talisman Dynasty and the Sacrifice Kingdom, you can't find an army of such a size in the world."

Mu Xingqiu walked quietly for a while before saying, "The Physical Sacrifice reminded me of one thing, which is what the power of resisting the demon clan is, but in fact it is exactly what the demon clan wants."

"But if you disperse it, you can't fight against the demons."

Mu Xingqiu shook his head, "Not necessarily." He stopped and looked up at the center of the city where a huge statue of god emerged. The three faces didn't look very clear, but added a hint of sacredness.

This is a not-so-complex spell, but there are marvels everywhere in the city.

"Average humans and demons are equally easy to deceive." Yin Buchen still disdained Hong Futian's trick. "The casual cultivators and magicians will not be fooled. They can see through it at a glance and will not kneel down to the statue."

"Let's go." Mu Xingqiu rose into the air and flew towards the sea.

Yin Buchen followed him and looked back frequently. The statue of the gods continued to disperse for a long time. Hong Futian's chanting of scriptures continued, but the sound became vague and hazy. What surprised him was that the fighting skills on the sky above the Lang City had really decreased. Many figures were flying out of the city. They were running away, but after all, they gave up the battle and made the flesh-body sacrifice water without a source.

"I really don't understand..."

Mu Xingqiu said without looking back: "The power of the physical sacrifice comes from the quantity. When the emotions of ordinary humans and demons become stable, the magic spells will also weaken, and the casual cultivators and demons can break free..."

"Oh, so that's it." Yin Buchen finally woke up and immediately understood many things, "So you have to keep your whereabouts confidential and no longer build an army, because your call attracts a large number of humans and demons. The more people gather, the more beneficial it is to the demons."

This is exactly what Mu Xingqiu said just before. Yin Buchen regarded it as his discovery and kept nodding, "It makes sense, it makes sense. After all, the number of demons is small. In fact, they hope to have a decisive battle rather than endless small battles. What should we do next? What kind of magic trick to defeat the demons? Dao Zun must have thought about it, right?"

Yin Buchen looked expectant, and even though he was still flying in the air, his body still couldn't help but fade away.

"I didn't think it through." Mu Xingqiu was telling the truth. There was no thoroughfare in front of him. "I have to figure out the plan of the demons first. They are not only using the Nebula Tree to reshape their bodies, but also with larger and more important steps."

Yin Buchen nodded deeply once again, feeling that he was trusted, and was very happy about it, and there were many problems, "Why not take the half-demon away? You can find a lot of secrets from him."

"No need." Mu Xingqiu has seized Mr. Ma's memory. As for the body that has absorbed a lot of power, it will not help Mu Xingqiu much. Taking it away will instead alarm the snake, causing the Wangshan Demon Seed to doubt.

The enemies Mu Xingqiu faces are not only powerful, but also quite hidden. It is safer to hide before seeing the other party’s true face.

If Zuo Liuying is still there... Mu Xingqiu abandoned this idea, even if Zuo Liuying is still alive, his soul will be trapped in Zhibuli. Compared to defeating the demon clan, it is more difficult to break the ban of Zhibuli. He has no idea now.

The sky was bright, and I could no longer see the shadow of the city of Palang. I saw endless oceans, Yin Buchen belonged to the sirens. I was very adapted to this monotonous scene, and my mind turned smoother. He didn't ask about some things, but kept thinking about them, and slowly finally figured them out.

"Does Tuoyong have the so-called demon body?" Yin Buchen looked up and down, and couldn't see the speciality of Tuoyong's body. "You discovered this through the physical sacrifice, so you went to find Tuoyong's body specifically. Dao Zun wanted to find out what the devil body was about."

Mu Xingqiu nodded. He was already very accustomed to this body, but he could not fly too fast. "What else have you guessed?"

Yin Buchen became proud, "Dao Zun asked me to share the power of the physical sacrifice with the three casual cultivators. Maybe it was also intended? Well...Dao Zun wanted to know what the demons wanted to use these powers."

Mu Xingqiu turned his head and smiled at Yin Buchen, his smile a little unnatural, "You are getting smarter and smarter."

Yin Buchen laughed, no longer missed Yi Shijun, and he could not receive any praise from the demons of the souls.

"The demon clan that went to siege Zhaoshan was led by three and a half demons. Yin Buchen. From now on, you will have to practice hard. In fifteen days, you will face these three powerful enemies."

Yin Buchen was stunned. After only a few hours, the power he absorbed in the high-rise building had passed by more than half. How could he beat more than half of the demons or three?

He wants to run.

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