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Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters father and son

After falling three demonic disasters in succession, Mu Xingqiu's body became as huge as a mountain. His feet almost occupied the entire small lake, but he did not sink in an inch. He still stepped on the waves. He divided tens of thousands of lightning into his body, sweeping across the ground, destroying the peak forest with a destruction of decay.

Under such an offensive, the ten masters of Demon Selection had to protect themselves with all their strength. The mountains under their feet were not damaged, but were shaking violently, and the stones fell like flowers.

"Can you still do whatever you want?" Mu Xingqiu asked sternly, his voice came out, and the ten peaks shook even more severely.

Shen Shang knelt on the mountain, facing lightning with both hands, his face paler than the white robe on his body, "This shouldn't be..."

Mu Xingqiu turned to Jincuo, the red-robed demon king who looked similar to himself, "Who can remove the mark, the demon seed or me?"

Jincu is the only demon selection master who can't stand, but his heart has collapsed with Feng Lin. "The demon seed won't lie to me, the demon seed won't lie to me..."

"Open your eyes widen." Mu Xingqiu's voice became more and more severe. Every time he said a word, ten peaks fell apart. "The demon species is a dog that is stray, and what he said is not worth believing!"

Shi Peaks could no longer bear the weight of lightning and fell one after another. The magic picker on the top of the peak was captured by lightning and left in mid-air.

"The demon seeds chose you because you have strong will. Then be stronger and clear your own demonic thoughts."

"The devil thoughts cannot be eliminated by themselves." Shen Shang cried out, the arrogant ones before, the more frightened ones they are now. "It is not possible for others to eliminate them. Without the devil thoughts, there will be no memories, and we will become walking zombies."

Several people in the Shen family were possessed by demons, and Shen Shang knew the consequences of eliminating demons best.

"Believe me. Don't believe in the demon seed!" Mu Xingqiu's voice filled the entire space, and no more mountains stood up. The world built by the demon seed was already in ruins.

He was fighting poison with poison, and the demon seed scared the demonic entanglement, and he was even more terrifying than the demon seed.

Illusion rushes into the Niwan Palace of the ten demon-selected masters. There is no obstacle in their minds. Mu Xingqiu can feel the demonic thoughts struggling wildly, provoking, and putting on a posture of not being afraid of death. Their purpose of existence is to lure the demons into sacrifice themselves to gain strength.

Mu Xingqiu accurately controlled every illusion, allowing them to stay in the Niwan Palace, like hunting dogs. He opened his mouth wide and waited for the prey that had been forced into a dead end to jump in.

Only when the demon-bearing person drives the demonic thoughts into the Niwan Palace themselves can he keep the complete memory. No matter how strong Mu Xingqiu is, he cannot do it for him. However, it is not easy to expel the demonic thoughts. Even Taoist priests can do it. This possibility only exists in ancient books. Mu Xingqiu has never seen anyone succeed.

This is just a slight hope. If Jin Cu and Shen Shang were not there, Mu Xingqiu would have knocked them out directly.

"Kill me!" Jincu shouted, his voice full of anger and despair. "I don't want to be controlled by the demon seed, but I can't get rid of the demonic thoughts. No one can get rid of it unless the demon seed is willing to let you go."

"You are the spirit demon, you are the King of the Feast for the Demons. If you really care about the fate of the demon clan, don't give up your efforts." Mu Xingqiu did not give up. Even if only one demon selection master successfully expels the demon mind, it can bring great hope.

A master of magic selection could not withstand this internal and external attack, and screamed, turning into a stream of blue smoke and disappeared. The real person would be in a coma for many days.

Failure is like success, and once it appears, it will spread quickly to the outside world. The masters of magic selection disappear one after another.

"All efforts are in vain." Shen Shang couldn't hold on, but the anger on his face disappeared. He even squeezed out a smile to Mu Xingqiu, "Not everyone is as strong as you, Mu Xingqiu, thank you, but it's useless. You should do whatever you do, as well as the Taoist sect. While I'm still awake, let me finish it. This is the destined fate of the Shen family."

"No...defended fate, Shen Shang, give yourself a chance..." Mu Xingqiu said gritting his teeth. Shen Shang was sober and unable to give up.

Shin Shang smiled again, "I'm not you." He said, and then disappeared. He would be in a coma for a longer time, and would laugh at his weakness and hypocrisy at this moment when he woke up.

Only Jincuo was left to make the final struggle, anger, doubt, despair, hatred and other emotions, like a group of executioners walking in line, each pausing in front of him for a while, performing his best to torture him.

"Mu Dong'er..." Jin Cu also ushered in that moment of awakening. At this time, he was Jin Cu, knowing his identity and his responsibilities. "It's here... be careful."

Jincuo also disappeared. It was too difficult to expel the demonic thoughts with his own strength. He had tried his best, and fell into a coma with hatred for the demon seeds. When he entered the last moment of darkness, he felt indescribable despair, because soon after, he would be controlled by the demonic thoughts again.

On the barren land, there is nothing but gravel, there is even wind or air, there is no difference between huge and insignificant. Mu Xingqiu's only reference is the lake under his feet. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a puddle the size of a foot.

He was independent on the earth, and his hand emitted the only lightning bolt, piercing the distant horizon. The lightning bolt was more red than ever, crackling, as if to ignite the void.

It is attached to Mu Xingqiu's anger.

This battle will not end like this. No matter how far the demon seeds hide, Mu Xingqiu will pull them over. Even if this is a trap, Mu Xingqiu will stomp it to pieces.

The lightning began to shrink. What it brought back from the horizon was not a green light, but a large cloud. The dark clouds stood above the sky, and were more like a sea of ​​tide.

A small figure flew in front of the cloud tide, followed the lightning and soon arrived at more than a hundred steps in front of Mu Xingqiu. "Father, we're meeting again."

That was Mu Dong'er. He hadn't grown up, he was still about five years old. He was wearing a neat Taoist robe and had few hair tied into a small bun.

The cloud tide's speed of progress slowed down. It increased its strength and could not stand stalemate with the lightning.

"You are my son." Mu Xingqiu said.

"You give me life unless there is nothing else." Mu Dong'er still looked like he was five years old, but his mind was already twenty years old. "My mother told me that the bald man was dead, but I don't believe that he was just a head, how could he die? I keep this look so that he can recognize me in a moment."

"Everyone dies to the point of death." Mu Xingqiu said this sentence in his mouth. It is Zuo Liuying's famous saying.

"I hate change." Mu Dong'er slowly rose, "Everyone dies, it's better for everyone to die!"

Mu Dong'er rushed towards Mu Xingqiu, with bright green light flashing all over his body. Unlike other simple demon-bearing people, he had demon seeds in his body.

Mu Xingqiu shot out lightning, hitting the green light and triggering a large number of red and green sparks. Mu Dong'er changed her route and rushed from another direction.

Mu Xingqiu's right hand was connected with the cloud tide ten miles away, and lightning flashed out after lightning finger of his left hand to prevent Mu Dong'er from approaching.

The cloud tide in the distance transformed into half of the body, which was very similar to the dragon demon, and the voice was equally cheerful, "Mu Xingqiu, are you really willing to kill your son? He is not only your son, but also the son of the demon seed, the son of the true illusion. I will give him to the demon seed because he is a root of the womb, and one day he will help me break the demon hole. He has powerful power, but it is still a little short. Give him your three inner alchemy, so that he can be perfect."

Mu Xingqiu gave birth to more magic powers and raised the illusion to the extreme of the ninth level. Yunchao was slowly pulled over by lightning, and Mu Dong'er was getting closer and closer.

The dragon demon disappeared, and the cloud tide transformed into Zuo Liuying's appearance, "Let the demon seeds and demon souls melt, I want to fight the demon clan, this is my lifelong wish. Everything you do is meaningless. Mu Xingqiu, no one can stop the battle between Taoist demons."

Yunchao's illusions came one after another, and almost everyone Mu Xingqiu knew came out, either persuading, mocking, or accusing... there was only one goal, to make him stop and hand over three inner alchemy.

Mr. Qin's illusion also emerged, "How can the weak make judgments and decisions? I was wrong. Unless I merged with the demon seed to restore all the power, I will be wrong forever. Your magic power is about to be exhausted. Mu Xingqiu, you cannot kill the demon seed, and you have no power to imprison it forever. The demon seed is invincible, and you have no chance of winning."

The next illusion was Shen Hao, with a look of panic, unlike a Taoist priest, "The Mirror of Observing the Shape...The Mirror of Observing the Shape... The Dragon and Demon used the Demon Tribulation to destroy the Mirror of Observing the Shape. It could no longer trap the demon seed. This is not a lie, Mu Xingqiu, it is happening."

The last illusion is a scene: in the tavern, ordinary humans and talisman masters have fallen down and fall asleep. The fighting on the table is still continuing. Long Mo and Mu Xingqiu are lying on the table. Yi Shijun fights against two, but his face is smiling. Shen Hao looks grim. The mirror of observing shape in front of him is indeed damaged. What is emitted is no longer pure white light, but a chaotic light.

Shen Hao was using all his strength to control the mirror of observing shape, otherwise the misty light would rush out of the designated battle field. If he lost, he must keep his promise.

Even Zuo Liuying cannot fight with all his heart, and he must distribute some of his magic power to help Shen Hao.

Yi Shijun saw hope for victory.

Mr. Qin at the corner of the table stared at the battle, suddenly turned his head, as if he had noticed the surveillance of the demon species, his eyes drilled into the desolate emotional state and turned to Mu Xingqiu.

All the illusions disappeared at this moment. Yun Chao was only hundreds of steps away from Mu Xingqiu. Countless voices inside said together: "The devil seed will last forever! The devil seed will last forever!"

Mu Xingqiu suddenly withdrew the lightning from his left hand and asked Mu Dong'er to rush towards him.

"Submission is liberation." The demon seeds in the cloud tide said in a soft voice that they used this argument to convince Shen Shang.

Mu Xingqiu was more than a hundred feet tall. In contrast, Mu Dong'er was just a very small dust. He rushed into his father's Niwan Palace, Jiang Palace and the lower Dantian, and couldn't wait to swallow the three-color inner elixir inside. At the same time, Mu Xingqiu in the tavern trembled slightly, trying to spit out the three-color elixirs.

"Can't you really exorcize the demons with your own strength? I want to try it." Mu Xingqiu said, feeling the wavering of the inner alchemy and the growth of the demonic thoughts.

The demon seed believes in dragon and demon, and he believes even more.
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