Yin Buchen guessed correctly. The corpses floating from the sea were a warning. Each one corresponded to members of the team, including men, women, humans, monsters, strange beasts, and spiritual beasts. The ones corresponding to black dragons are a snake, the ones corresponding to the kirins are a deer, and the ones corresponding to the black phoenix are an ordinary bird...

Lao Chu was the most angry because the corresponding king tiger was actually a dog. He shouted that he wanted to be the first to attack Xingshan Island, which made Yin Buchen, who had been agitated by Xiaohao, breathed a sigh of relief.

In short, the beast masters were not scared by the corpses. After seeing or hearing about the big-handed demon formations of half of the demons and the country of Sacrifice, more than a dozen corpses were really not terrifying enough. Instead, they pointed out the paths to fly faster.

Mu Xingqiu hid in the black jade statue and silently healed his wounds, and received magic support from Yang Qingyin regularly. However, the true illusion body has not fully recovered. He can't hold on for too long every time he condenses. He can only cast spells in the statue, and his strength has been greatly weakened.

Nearly five months before the agreed battle, Mu Xingqiu believes that he can recover as before.

After the last corresponding corpse floated over, no strange happens for several days. Then suddenly a storm broke out on the sea, and the entire ocean was about to be overturned. The water hit like a pouring mountain, and it was hard to tell whether it was sea water or rain.

The beast masters felt that there was no need to compete with the wind and rain, so they sank into the sea, creating a bubble-like restriction, and keep moving forward.

Xuanwu Die Shi was summoned. It was best at swimming underwater. It was big enough to carry several beast masters. However, the first thing to do was to solve is that Die Shi hated the black jade statue. It could always accurately discover Mu Xingqiu's traces.

Yang Qingyin tells the story of the Battle of Qishan. At that time, Mishi was persuaded by a great monster and participated in that battle. As a result, he was defeated by Mu Xingqiu and Fangfang who were only inhaling at the time, and destroyed a turtle shell. Mishi didn't care about defeat in the battle. It was a strange beast, without the so-called sense of honor that humans and demons clans said. What it never forgets is the lost hard shell.

The three Xuanwus have their own characteristics. Feixiao is getting smaller and smaller, and his wisdom is getting higher and higher. Youliao has no choice but to practice his true body to a smaller size than Feixiao. Then he created a huge shell to scare people. The shell has been destroyed, and its huge body later was transformed by Xiaoyao with magic. In contrast, Deshi is the most honest Xuanwu, except that his neck is getting longer and longer and his tail is getting harder. There has not been much change in many years. It is real from head to toe. Although only one shell that is not very large for it has been lost, the anger in his heart is even more serious than the entire shell that has been destroyed.

Feifei suddenly realized it until then and began to believe that the light blue body in the statue was really Mu Xingqiu, not someone's true illusion. He first communicated with Mieshi to calm Mieshi's hatred.

Xiao Hao was the second to play, and through Youliao, she persuaded Mishi half-persuasion and threatened Mishi. After that, she assured Yang Qingyin everything was right, "Mishi has a small head. So she is stupid, but I still made it clear to it. If you dare to challenge Mu Xingqiu again, she will peel off its entire shell."

Yin Buchen felt that he had the intention, so he communicated with Mieshi through Feixiao for a while. Anyway, the conversation between Xuanwu was just a series of vague buzzing sounds that no one could understand.

"Die Shi is reasonable and reasonable, Feixiao has already persuaded it." Yin Buchen smiled and expressed his skills.

No matter who it was, when Yang Qingyin stood on the back of the turtle with the black jade statue, the Demon World was indeed not violent. It turned its head and stared at the statue for a while, and swam forward silently.

One of the tricks to destroy the world is leaping. In critical situations, it can even jump thousands of miles, but after becoming Feifei's beast-refining object. It has inner alchemy and can cast complex spells, but its instinct weakens, and it cannot be used frequently. Only after Feifei improves the inner alchemy to a stronger level can the Xuanwu's potential be more developed.

Even without leaping, the underwater of the Destroyed World was swimming very fast, carrying the beast masters straight to Xingshan.

Mu Xingqiu used the illusion of mind in his hope to reach a more direct reconciliation with the Destruction of the World, but the illusion has very poor effect on the strange beasts and cannot enter its chaotic mind. At the same time, it is blocked by Feifei.

Feifei is very obsessed with practice, and he is almost the same as the world-destroying mind. When he encounters external forces, he immediately reacts strongly. He is in a state of half-thinking and has no idea about it.

The sea was stormy, but the sea was as calm as usual. The light from the black jade statue illuminated dozens of feet in front of it. Various strange fish, sea beasts passed by the huge Xuanwu, and some small fish even followed the shell of the world's destruction to move forward.

Xiao Hao and Bald Zi ran around on the back of the turtle excitedly, casting spells to blow the bubble-like restriction even bigger. Other beast masters were taking advantage of this opportunity to practice, and Yang Qingyin was no exception. She sat cross-legged on the turtle shell, holding the statue in both hands, and gradually entered the deep thought. Black Phoenix stood behind her with one claw, closed her eyes, occasionally spreading her wings, and practicing together.

Xiao Hao was tired of playing, so he sat down to practice, leaving only the bald man, half an idle person.

The bald man did not have his own inner alchemy and could not even use the Lingxi technique. He could only sigh, flew twice boredly, landed in the middle of the flea's horns, and whispered: "You think it's boring, either. Everyone else is practicing, but Brother Xiao Qiu can't come out to accompany you."

"Cough um." Mu Xingqiu's true illusion body rose from the statue of the Black Jade. Although it couldn't last for too long, he also wanted to come out to breathe, either really breathe, or look out and say hello to the bald man.

"Xiaoqiu...Brother." The bald man hurriedly lowered his voice. The beast masters around him were in different states of thought, and the screams would interfere with them.

Mu Xingqiu flew to the edge of the ban and created a small ban to prevent the sound from leaking. Bald and fleas walked in, one stared at him and looked up and down, and the other sniffed it with his nose.

Mu Xingqiu smiled on his face, the quiet seabed and familiar face made him feel unreal, as if the outside world did not exist at all, and naturally there was no so-called Taoist tradition and demon clan. Everything was calm and would remain calm forever.

But he had to hurry up, and it wouldn't take long before he would have to return to the safe statue of God.

"Bald, I need your help."

"Okay, okay, I do." The bald man smiled with his eyebrows and eyes. He always felt that he was useless in the ranks of beast masters. He was very happy to be able to help, especially to help Mu Xingqiu.

"I need you to recall something."

"My memories are all here, you can take them all." The bald man lowered his head slightly. His Niwan Palace was not strong at all, and he was completely open to Mu Xingqiu.

"No, the things you want to recall are quite complicated, and you can't see them with illusions."

"You said, I can remember any complicated things."

"The Sword Washing Pond has cast spells on you."

"Well, less than once, many times, I can remember..."

Bald man was about to start from scratch, but Mu Xingqiu interrupted him with a smile, "The memory I need is not the scene at that time, but the feeling."

The bald man was confused and didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

"When the sword washing pool water removes the marks for you and remains in your mind, you will feel something special, right?"

The bald man thought for a while, "There is one thing, but it's not obvious. This is the memory you want."

Mu Xingqiu nodded seriously, "It's this, your feelings at that time are very important. I want to copy the magic of the sword washing pool water through your memory."

"But we don't have the water in the sword washing pond, we were all taken away by the Taoist throne."

"The Sword Washing Pool Water is just a relatively powerful magic weapon. Without it, the spell can still be cast, and its power is relatively weak."

The bald man understood, "Then I tried hard to think about what it felt at that time..." The bald man frowned and recalled.

This is the magic trick that Mu Xingqiu thought of. Half of the demons is a living magic weapon. Bald man has had similar experiences. There are marks on the magic weapon. After removal, the characteristics that are exclusive to someone will disappear and will be easier for others to use.

There are many methods to remove marks. The sword washing pool is the strongest one. These methods are very gentle because their purpose is to keep the magic weapon intact. Mu Xingqiu hopes to go further. He does not want to make the "living magic weapon" complete at all, but to destroy them.

This is exactly the opposite of the expectation of removing the marks for bald people.

Among the beast masters, there was a former Taoist priest from the divine engineering department who provided a lot of magic to remove marks. Mu Xingqiu came to heal his wounds these days while studying these records. He has a lot of experience. Combined with natural Taoist magic, it is already useful, but its power is not ideal.

So far, he has not found a way to break through. No matter how the spells are transformed, they seem too soft. Once they become domineering, the effect will be greatly weakened. Mu Xingqiu's thinking turned to the sword washing pool, where the spells it can cast are soft and powerful.

It is almost impossible to reshape the spell details through the memory of casting, and Mu Xingqiu just doesn't miss any possibility.

He gave too much hope to humans and demons, and it must be realized.

Mu Xingqiu was thinking about more than this. Bald man was trying hard to recall. He said to the flea: "You have to help too."

The flea tilted his head slightly, and it always looked like he seemed to understand and seemed confused.

"I haven't been practicing the beast-refining method with you for a long time, but I believe you are smarter than other spirit beasts and strange beasts."

The flea raised his head majestic and accepted the praise.

"So I want to pass on your illusion of mind. You have to practice hard until you can break through the minds of the strange beasts. Yes, your goal is them."

The flea blinked in confusion, as if he didn't understand.

Mu Xingqiu smiled and entered a state of spiritual enlightenment. He recited the thought-provoking illusion that he had carefully modified to the fleas. It was illiterate, but he could definitely understand a lot of human language.

When Mu Xingqiu retreated, the flea still looked confused, but he would not be fooled. "Don't learn to pretend to be stupid from Xiaohao. The illusion of the mind will be of great benefit to you. You are the descendant of the Iron Qilin. Your body has unlimited potential and will never be weaker than the three Xuanwus. The illusion can awaken your potential, you have to work hard."

The flea was hesitating and the bald man was meditating, but Mu Xingqiu had to retreat to the statue. The real illusion body was already tired, and he noticed that there were interceptors not far away.
Chapter completed!