Chapter 1001 Well Prepared

Zhao Chuye summoned a golden bell of flowing fire, held it in his right hand, shook it gently, put his left hand behind his back, and changed the techniques one by one.

The sound of the bell is clear and crisp. Among the seven or eight tones, one always goes straight into the human brain. It is not loud, but it can make people's hearts beat. Bells are usually used to scare monsters. The Flowing Fire Golden Bell seems to be tangible and invisible. It is one of the highest-grade magic weapons. The power was extremely powerful. Even though the dozens of Talisman masters were not demons, they felt panicked and uneasy when they heard it. They slowly backed away until they reached the edge of the city tower. If the Grandmaster hadn't given the order yet, they would have really wanted to fly away from this place.

Mu Xingqiu stood opposite Zhao Chuye, seven steps away, and withstood most of the power of the ringtone, but he did not find it unbearable, and even found it somewhat pleasant.

"You are resisting." Zhao Chuye is not in a hurry. It is not easy to make the demon soul appear. It requires powerful spells and the cooperation of the depositor. The latter may be more important. "Control your inner elixir. It is in Automatically use mana to protect your soul."

Mu Xingqiu was reluctant, but he still kept the three inner elixirs in mind and tried his best to control them from turning too fast.

Zhao Chuye shook the Flowing Fire Golden Bell a little faster, "I'm sorry that you chose to help mortals. Please believe that I never meant to despise you. Seven hundred and thirty-seven years ago, I was also a mortal, until A few months ago, like you, I regarded myself as the protector of mankind. As I grow older, the reasons for protection gradually change. At first, it was destiny and emotion. It must be like this. Mortal relatives and friends have died, the emotional reasons are getting weaker and weaker, until they are gone, and the utilitarian reasons gradually become more important."

"For hundreds of thousands of years, Taoist priests have protected mankind by protecting the Taoist tradition. Most Taoist priests were born from mortals. The resources of the Taoist tradition were supplied by mortals. Both parties lived in peace and harmony. All this was broken by the founder of Kunchaos. He was too powerful. He was so powerful that There is no need for ordinary Taoist priests, let alone mortals. Killing demons and protecting human beings suddenly loses its meaning, because in front of the ancestors, everyone is a mortal. Protecting yourself means protecting mortals. If I live, I will survive as a mortal. In the face of the weak, Every bit of energy wasted on the body is killing the whole mortal.”

Dozens of talisman masters nodded frequently, especially Huangfu Yanghao, who particularly agreed with the grandmaster's words. They needed a reason to appease the trauma and doubts in their hearts. Zhao Chuye provided this reason: protecting yourself is to protect mortals.

Then all actions became reasonable. They were not standing on the shore and watching the drowning man struggle. They were actually swimming in the water. They just happened to catch a life-saving piece of wood. This piece of wood could only carry a few people. What should they do? Give it to someone else? Or take a few more people aboard at the risk of sinking together? This is all wrong.

If only a few people can survive, then the strong should be more qualified than the weak.

This is what the Talisman Masters thought. Therefore, the choices made by General Mu and Mu Feidian seemed strange and wrong to them.

"Join us, the Grandmaster may be the only understanding person in the world, and he has great strength." Huangfu Yanghao couldn't help but persuade, "Helping ordinary mortals will only drag you into the abyss. Join us. , everyone will be stronger and have a greater chance of survival.”

"This can't be called 'joining forces.'" Zheng Tianyuan corrected. Every word he said was addressed to the Grandmaster. "The Grandmaster is the savior. He selects some people, but no one is qualified to join forces with him."

Huangfu Yanghao glanced at Zheng Tianyuan with disdain and said nothing more.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't keep his mind calm. He lost his memory. Not only did he forget his past, but he also cut off most of his connections with the world. For him, no matter what he did, the reasons were not sufficient.

He had only one thought, chasing any emotion that arose from the bottom of his heart, hoping to eventually follow the clues to find that specific "fire" and retrieve his memory.

He hates the feeling of being helpless now. Everyone is busy doing something, and he is the only one standing aside completely redundant. Even if someone waves to him and actively draws him in, he doesn't have much enthusiasm. The whole world It was like a dream to him. Even if he walked into the fire, he still felt bitingly cold.

Something was tumbling in the Niwan Palace, and Mu Xingqiu resisted the urge to check, because as long as his mind turned around, the inner alchemy would automatically respond. No matter what the demon soul was, Mu Xingqiu didn't want to stay in his body.

Zhao Chuye also noticed that the Flowing Fire Golden Bell was shaking faster. From then on, he began to speak directly to the demon soul, "Come out, demon soul. You have no better choice in the Demon Pulling Cave. Now you have Now, only I am the best destination for you. I will help you regain the demon seed and help you defeat all powerful opponents. The Patriarch is not invincible. I have a plan that I am only 50% or 60% sure of. With your participation, it will be possible. A sure shot at victory.”

Mu Xingqiu's face turned red and his body trembled slightly. The things in the Niwan Palace became increasingly unstable, but they refused to leave.

Zhao Chuye's expression gradually became stern, and there was an additional magical weapon in his left hand behind his back, a black iron ruler.

The iron ruler is the main magic weapon and is usually used to cast offensive spells.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't see it, but the talisman masters could see it clearly, and they all understood what it meant. No one said a word. Zheng Tianyuan was even a little excited. He had been defeated by Shouxiu before, so he naturally handed over this sum of money. The account was also put on Mu Feidian's head.

"The ancestors of all generations, especially the ancestors of the previous generations, were not completely unprepared for the future. They expected that a Taoist priest as powerful as Kun Dun would appear, so they made a response plan in advance. The Mind Mind Department is responsible for its own misfortunes, but the Talisman Department is an orthodox Taoist department. There is a reason why it was separated, not only to better manage mortals, but also to hide a force."

Zhao Chuye no longer cared about the presence of other people. He only had himself and the Demon Soul in his eyes. "How did I know? Revelation, the ancestors of the previous generations gave me revelation. I once reached the level of Fu Ri Mang, although it was only for a moment, and soon returned to Fu Yue Mang Seventh Level, but I saw the revelation, which told me that the answer was in the talisman."

Zhao Chuye's right arm swayed with the Flowing Fire Golden Bell, and the two merged into one. The talisman masters were dizzy, and the bell sound was so harsh that it made them sick. Some talisman masters couldn't stand it anymore and turned around and hid under the city tower.

Zheng Tianyuan tried hard to hold on, and even offered a paper talisman to protect himself, but this was a mistake. The talisman did not burn to ashes in his hand, but exploded, knocking him away with a bang.

The remaining talisman masters left the tower without hesitation.

Huangfu Yanghao walked at the end, glanced at Mu Feidian, then glanced at the iron ruler in the master's left hand, sighed, stomped his feet and walked away.

Zhao Chuye didn't care about the talisman master's departure at all. He injected more and more mana into the Golden Bell of Flowing Fire. "Come out, Demon Soul, share the secret of the talisman with me, and step into the peak of the strongest together. Don't worry about Zuo Liuying. He may have received enlightenment in the state of serving the sun, but it is another kind of enlightenment, which has nothing to do with the talisman. I am sure of this. Moreover, he chose to join hands with the Kun Dun Patriarch and is your enemy!"

A sharp sound like an awl sounded, and it continued. The talisman masters downstairs covered their ears but couldn't stop it. They all screamed in pain, but the screams were drowned in the bell sound, and even they themselves couldn't hear it.

The time has come, Zhao Chuye waved his left arm and showed the iron ruler in his hand. As a Taoist priest of the Discipline Department, he was not good at the soul-binding technique of the Lantern Department. If he wanted to completely summon the Demon Soul and let it change its storage place, there was only one way, to kill the Demon Soul's current body.

Zhao Chuye had no guilt. After letting go of all responsibilities, he felt stronger.

"Break!" Zhao Chuye shouted. He knew that Mu Feidian's magic power was deep and not inferior to his own. It would be best to kill him with one move, or at least severely injure him. Therefore, he used all his strength in this move, even adding the skill of chanting scriptures. The shout made his magic more powerful.

There were only seven steps between them. For fighting, this was close combat. The knife could be stabbed into the opponent's body at the same time.

Unless the attacker was prepared.

Mu Xingqiu was prepared. He lost his memory, but he did not lose his vigilance. He hoped to exchange magic with his magic soul, but he dared to let Zhao Chuye cast a spell on him because he had just learned a move - General Mu's way of the weak.

At the same moment when Zhao Chuye stretched out his left arm and showed the iron ruler, Mu Xingqiu opened his right hand with five fingers into a claw shape, and his palm just met the light spot that hit him.

"I am the ground." Mu Xingqiu said. This time he did not absorb the magic power and then consume it in the form of magic, but directly directed the attack to his feet.

The light spot stopped on Mu Xingqiu's palm, like a blood-sucking insect, desperately trying to get into a living person's body, but it hit a copper wall.

The whole tower was shaking, the bricks were broken, and a series of clicks were heard. The talisman masters downstairs fled in panic. Many people forgot Zheng Tianyuan's lesson and tried to fly up with the talisman, but the talismans all exploded in their hands, and their bodies flew around. The lucky ones flew farther, and the unlucky ones were sent back to the tower.

The tower was crumbling, and Zhao Chuye was furious because his carefully prepared tactics were actually seen through.

The light spots came one after another, eleven consecutive moves, forming a line and hitting the target.

"Break, chaos, rest, break..." Zhao Chuye recited the eleven-character chanting mantra, stimulating every bit of potential, and wanted to kill the opponent with the huge advantage in magic.

The tower collapsed, the bricks turned into powder, not a single piece was intact, only the local tripod was intact, and it fell down. The talisman masters fled screaming, but a few were a step slower and were hit by the four legs of the giant tripod, killing them instantly.

The two people who were fighting were floating in the air. Mu Xingqiu had no support under his feet, and the way of the weak was invalid. He could only absorb mana instead, but this time Zhao Chuye cast spells with all his strength, and one move after another, the mana was dozens of times that of the last time, and all of it instantly turned into mana and poured into Mu Xingqiu's meridians.

Zhao Chuye did not forget the demon soul, and the golden bell of Liuhuo shook faster. He had shown mercy before, but now he wanted to let the demon soul know who was the stronger person.

A cloud of black smoke spewed out of Mu Xingqiu's left eye.

Zhao Chuye was slightly stunned. In his opinion, the demon soul should not have any visible form.

The black smoke turned into a half-human figure, with only the head, neck, half of the shoulder and an arm. The arm stretched out and a finger shot out, hitting Zhao Chuye's forehead.

Master Xingshan shouted, retracted the spell and turned to run. After flying a hundred steps, he used the teleportation technique and disappeared.