Mu Xingqiu released the illusion of illusion and saw the scene in Takuyong's mind: a large group of Tuo's royal family members, at least one hundred, arranged neatly, and were jointly casting spells in a wide underground hall. A serpentine statue was erected among the demons, which was where the king's vein was located.√∟,

Mu Xingqiu did not know these demon clans, but Tuoyong knew them and had complicated grudges with some of the children of the same clan. He did not see the figure of the King of Sacrifice in the hall, but no one except him could mobilize so many descendants of the Tuo clan.

What surprised Mu Xingqiu the most was that the casting methods of these Tuo royal children were surprisingly similar to those of Taoist priests: they held magic weapons in their right hand, mostly swords, and pinched magic tricks in their left hand, and occasionally summoned one or two auxiliary magic weapons, using bone horns instead of copper jade, which had the same effect.

The demons in the hall seemed to notice that outsiders were peeping into Takuyong's mind. The scene changed rapidly. The faces of the Tuo family's children were blurred, but the snake-shaped statue in the middle became clearer and bigger, and finally occupied Takuyong's entire mind. What were the empty eyes of the stone statue looking for?

"Who are you?" The snake seemed to speak, and its voice seemed very far away.

"Which Taoist disciple did you have been?" Mu Xingqiu asked in Tuoyong's mind, half of the guess was half of the intuition. The Tuo family's royal family must have received help from Taoist disciples.

The snake gradually retreated and became smaller as if it was a sneer. Mu Xingqiu noticed the danger and hurriedly retracted the illusion. Sure enough, a single white light appeared in the corner of Izumo, shooting towards Mu Xingqiu's true illusion body.

The spells that can condense into light are at least equivalent to the strength of the God-intention realm, and even if there is a discount, they cannot be underestimated. Mu Xingqiu's eighth level illusion cannot exert all its strength, and it is a bit difficult to use to fight against white light. Natural Tao spells are generally weak, and they must be combined with reverse techniques to achieve miraculous effects.

Zhaoshan Island is not short of spiritual energy and unclean energy of heaven and earth. Mu Xingqiu restricted the counter-art within a narrow range, just covering the coming white light.

The white light was like a incense burning in the breeze, and the ends quickly turned red and disappeared quickly. It retreated little by little.

Izumokao retracted several other beams of white light and attacked Mu Xingqiu with all his might, but still could not stop the decline. Not long after the anti-surgery came to this world, and it had not been used several times in total. The Tuo royal family had no idea about it, and the Taoist disciples hidden in the country of sacrifice were also not prepared.

Ouyang Luo and Feifei were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. They were not opponents of Izumokao at all. They could hold on for so long because they were afraid of disturbing Feixiao and did not use their full strength. The two beast masters were self-aware and kept the only piece of pure land left on the island, and did not participate in the battle.

"Senior Sister Xiaohao's true illusion... seems to be even more powerful than her." Feifei admired and confused. He didn't know much about true illusion, so he couldn't say anything.

"Yes, I didn't expect that Taoist Duan still has a hidden trick. He is worthy of being the second 'Zuo Liuying'." Ouyang Lei was also surprised.

The white light had shrunk to only one meter in length. Although Mu Xingqiu had the advantage, he was also secretly frightened. It was not easy to offset the magic of the God-in-the-Goal realm. In order to resolve the white light, the reverse technique consumed a huge amount. If the half-demon had not spread a large amount of unclean aura on the island in advance, it would not be enough to rely on the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Mu Xingqiu had some energy at first, but now he couldn't take care of it. He tried hard to mobilize the spiritual energy and unclean energy of the whole island in order to defeat Izumikao as soon as possible.

A gas vortex was formed with the true illusion body as the center, and the entire Zhaoshan Island was affected. Even the dark clouds in the sky were attracted and slowly descended. The two gases collided and stirred each other. Without the illusion of mind, a large amount of lightning flashed, and the thunder roared one after another.

The black dragon in Yashan lies dormant at the bottom of the pond all year round, and is definitely not a brave beast. The changes in the world are more frightened than the white light spell just now. With a puff, it shrank into a python more than two feet long, flew around Ouyang Lan, and pierced into the woods on the ground, and never rose up again.

Ouyang Lei was unable to recall the black dragon after making moves one after another, so he could only admit embarrassedly, "My method of refining beasts is too weak, and it is the state of inhalation..."

"It's okay, I can't use the black dragon now." Feifei comforted, and actually felt a little panicked in his heart, "I'm afraid that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will annoy Feixiao."

This is the disadvantage of natural Taoist magic. In order to compete with the magic of the two schools of Taoist demons, it requires a large amount of spiritual energy and unclean energy of heaven and earth. Even the pioneer Tao Kaicheng understands this principle, so he is determined to break the sprint in advance and use the power of the divine tree to dissolve all magic based on cultivation pills in the world.

Just to eliminate a white light from the realm of the God-inspiring realm, Mu Xingqiu had to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and unclean energy within a radius of ten miles, and the concentration of the two gases of Zhaoshan is far greater than that of ordinary areas.

The white light shrank to only five or six feet. Takuyong, who held Izumokaku, slapped his head desperately with his other hand, "I don't know what kind of spell this is. It can eliminate other spells... Yes, eliminate... Mu Xingqiu... to suppress the demon..."

He couldn't say it anymore. The spells that came from Izumoka were too powerful. They forced the truth to be asked and destroyed their mind and body. He trembled for a while, raised his head suddenly, and spit out a large mouthful of blood. The blood was as sticky as a cool porridge, which turned into pieces as soon as it reached the air. In fact, his body was half dead in the city of Langcheng, which was different from a living person.

"I am... a son of the royal family!" Only those most deeply rooted thoughts were left in Tuoyong's mind, "I am... a descendant of the Tuo family, and no one can... no one can..."

Bang! The white light finally completely retracted from Yunjiao. At the same moment, the beast horn exploded with the half demon holding it.

Mu Xingqiu immediately took back the countermeasure and felt dizzy. Fortunately, the true illusion body could float in the air without casting spells, so he would not fall.

Takuyong is dead. In fact, he has died once, and this time there is no spell that can revive him.

The remaining spiritual energy and unclean energy of heaven and earth quickly retreated, and the clouds and mist dissipated in the sky. Mu Xingqiu was surprised to find that it was about to dawn. He looked down and saw the ground shaking. The battle seemed to be not over.

"Feixiao! Feixiao is awake!" Feifei grabbed Ouyang Lei's wrist and said, "Summon the Black Dragon, I will take you out of the island."

The prohibition set by Half Demon has been broken. Feifei has regained his spiritual connection with the world-destroying world and can use the teleportation technique. He looked at Xiao Hao's "true illusion", wondering if he should take him away as well.

Mu Xingqiu shook his head. Feixiao was awakened by his spell in advance, so he had to stay and help Yang Qingyin.

Feifei and Ouyang Lei disappeared, and the black dragon remained in the form of a python until the outlying island.

Mu Xingqiu controlled the true illusion body to slowly land, and passed through a layer of forbidden branches and leaves, and once again saw Yang Qingyin.

She was walking around a huge rock, her steps were in line with the celestial phenomena. There were more than a dozen Taoist magic weapons floating around. The bird-shaped black phoenix stopped at the top of the huge rock and cast spells with Yang Qingyin.

Mu Xingqiu remembers this place. The huge rock used to be the base of Zhaoshan’s Guangmingtong Treasure Appraisal Mirror. He once visited it with fellow Taoists.

The past is like before my eyes. He, Fangfang, Yang Qingyin, and Bald man stood in front of the mirror together, illuminating the inner elixir and removing the inner demons. Bald man saw that his head was as big as a mountain...

Yang Qingyin has been concentrating on casting spells, knowing nothing about what happened outside, but only noticed that something had passed through the restriction, so she looked up.

The light blue Mu Xingqiu floated in the air and looked at her.

The eyes were intertwined, and the Great Light Tong Treasure Appraisal Mirror seemed to have its remaining power. Both of them saw each other's mood.

What Mu Xingqiu saw was a boiling lake. Like him, Yang Qingyin never formed a Taoist heart, and now she has no left at all. She has many wishes and plans, each of which is very urgent, but time is always insufficient. In this case, her mood cannot be peaceful.

Looking further into the depths of my mind, Mu Xingqiu saw his own image, as if it had already existed there.

What Yang Qingyin saw was a frozen lake. It was not the calm Taoist heart, but more like the result of some kind of magic. She saw a large number of nebula trees under the ice, which was almost exactly the same as her memory of looking at the mountain.

She smiled a little, thinking that this was an illusion in her eyes.

She was indeed very tired. She was about to exhaust her mana after casting spells a day and a night. She didn't know how long she could last. It was a good thing for Feixiao to wake up in advance, but it also meant that the method of trapping beasts was not completed, and it would be very difficult to capture Feixiao later.

"I really hope you are here to help me." Yang Qingyin smiled and said to "Phantom", "I'm so tired, so tired. This is your burden, I can't give it up, but I really can't bear it anymore... Our son is gone..."

Mu Xingqiu continued to land, stared at her for a moment, and entered her Niwan Palace. She was still white, but there was no human form in the middle.

Yang Qingyin suddenly woke up, if this was the enemy's spell...

"I am Xiao Hao's true fantasy." Mu Xingqiu could not reveal the truth. When he saw Yang Qingyin's state of mind, the truth might make her collapse.

She was really too tired and couldn't stand the stimulation.

"Naughty little girl, why is her true fantasy not Zuo Liuying..." Yang Qingyin felt a burst of fatigue coming. After a few hesitations, she still chose to believe this light blue figure and entered a sleep state.

Mu Xingqiu had just learned the method of refining beasts, so it was impossible for him to cast the method of trapping beasts intact. However, Yang Qingyin's spell has come to an end, and he only needs to cast spells to maintain it.

As soon as Yang Qingyin fell asleep, the black phoenix withdrew from the Lingxi state. She was not charming at all in the form of a phoenix. Her eyes were extremely strict. She seemed to notice Yang Qingyin's changes. She stood up and circled twice. Her long tail feathers swept over Yang Qingyin's head. After finding that she was not in danger, she fell back to the top of the stone.

The shaking of Zhaoshan Island is getting more and more violent, but there are no cracks on the ground, and the surrounding plants and trees are also steady.

Finally, a muffled sound came, and the entire island experienced a teleportation, and Xuanwu Feixiao and Zhaoshan Island separated.

The black phoenix was undulating in the air. Mu Xingqiu looked at Yang Qingyin's eyes and saw that the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. Her feet were stepping on a mottled turtle shell.

"Who awakened me?"

Mu Xingqiu heard a pure strange beast speak for the first time, and his words were full of anger. Feixiao obviously did not intend to establish a spiritual connection with any human or demon clan.

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