Exorcism

Chapter 1031 A Fire that Can't Be Suppressed

Mu Dong'er's face turned redder and redder, and his expression was ferocious, like a little beast whose food had been snatched away from his face. His whip danced very fast, like two entangled red and black dragons spinning around him. Even so, He was still showing signs of weakness, and those five groups of cold light were pressing closer and closer, only six or seven feet away from him.

"Mu Dong'er, don't hold on, apologize to me, and I will spare your life." Shen Jixian finally regained his face and decided to call it a day. This is Yang Qingyin's son, and he won't really kill him.

The bald man was caught between the whip and the cold light, his hands were tied up, he grunted twice, and wanted to take action, but Mu Dong'er stopped him, "Bald man, don't move, I can beat old man Shen, he wants me to apologize, hum, I Make him kneel."

The Taoist priest's family ties were only so small. If Yang Qingyin were here, Shen Jixian might think more about it. Facing Mu Dong'er, who had never joined the Taoist tradition, his patience was limited. He hummed and urged Han Guang to launch a more violent offensive. , but still abides by the rules and never attacks the bald man.

Baldy and Mu Dong'er were back to back, which was equivalent to blocking part of his attack.

Feifei whispered to Mu Xingqiu: "Don't let Dong'er get angry."

"how?"

"he……"

Feifei was thinking about how to tell the truth in a tactful way, but Shi Gen, who was not far away, had already said, "Fellow Daoist Shen, don't push too hard. Mu Dong'er once became a demon, and I'm afraid the removal of the demonic thoughts is not very clean. Maybe it will come back again.”

Strictly speaking, Mu Dong'er was only invaded and controlled by the demon species. He blocked the demon thoughts with his innocent heart and preserved a glimmer of clarity. However, in the eyes of outsiders, his behavior in the imperial capital was the same as being possessed by a demon. .

Feifei looked at Shi Gen angrily. On the surface, the other party was pleading for Mu Dong'er, but in fact he was exposing a loophole in public. He could only nod to Mu Xingqiu, "Dong'er won't become possessed, but there is a risk of losing control of his emotions. Just because King Ling didn’t control this too strictly.”

"That's it. Mu Xingqiu finally understood why his son was so arrogant. He looked more carefully and felt more and more that Mu Dong'er's spell had another mystery. "It's okay to lose control once in a while. "

"Wh-what?" Feifei was shocked. If this was a normal demon master, he would have kept his doubts in his heart, but this was Mu Xingqiu who had lost his memory, "You really...understand... …”

"Seeing too clearly makes you lose the truth." Mu Xingqiu said that magic is completely different in his eyes and in the eyes of others: ordinary people either see nothing or think it is a violent natural phenomenon; what casual cultivators see is The vague floating light, knowing that it was a spell, but unable to avoid or resist; what the Taoist saw were clear spells, which were avoided or received, just like the swords and swords on the battlefield; what Mu Xingqiu saw The scenes were similar to those of ordinary people and casual cultivators, but there was an extra layer of feelings in his heart. They were plucked like strings and played different tunes. He could distinguish good from bad, but he could not say that he "saw" them.

Mu Dong'er's spell is a messy piece of music, with various instruments making endless noises. There is only one exception. It always acts as a background sound, and most people can't hear it at all. However, it never stops, which is always good for sensitive ears. It is existence, suppressing, waiting, to overwhelm all other instruments at the right moment.

Mu Xingqiu was also waiting, even a little excited.

Feifei noticed his excitement and stood there blankly, not knowing what to do.

Shen Jixian didn't want to drive Mu Dong'er into obsession, but when he saw Ma Yao's disapproving look from the corner of his eye, he changed his mind, stepped up his offensive, and said: "Little guy, Yang Qingyin has lost control of you, so I have to let you go." I'll do it for you. The Shen and Yang families are both members of the Taoist family and have been married for many years. Even though your surname is Mu, you are still half of the Yang family. I can't let you bring shame to both families."

Mu Donger was so angry that she screamed and danced her whip faster and harder, but she couldn't find the energy to speak.

Yang Kuo, who was watching the battle, soon understood. He didn't like beating around the bush and said directly to Mu Xingqiu: "Ma Yao, the person who supports you will be completely defeated. If you still care about his life and death, hurry up and hand over the Yuan." Ying, tell me the whereabouts of Shi Hanyuan)"

"Don't be anxious. It's not impossible to turn defeat into victory." There was indeed no urgency in Mu Xingqiu's voice. Yang Kuo glared at him fiercely. He didn't know that these two people were father and son, but he also felt that Ma Yao was too unkind and unjust. .

Feifei couldn't help but summon his orb, and Yang Kuo on the other side was also waiting. He looked down on the little demon, but he didn't allow two against one to happen.

Feifei just flashed the orb and immediately put it away again, because he finally saw something reassuring: the five fingers of Mu Xingqiu's right hand gently leaned on the wicker basket, moving and tapping slowly, as if unconsciously The movements are like writing something.

Shi Gen also saw it and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists Shen and Yang, you must be careful. If Shi Hanyuan is nearby, you people are like a herd of sheep entering a tiger's den. No one can escape, haha. "

Shen Jixian ignored him, and Yang Kuo said: "If we dare to come, we are not afraid of him. On the contrary, you should prepare more luck for yourself."

Shi Gen smiled and was not angry, and sighed, "It's strange. I didn't think the heart of a Taoist priest was important at first, but now I understand that it is the face of a Taoist priest. Look, once it's gone, even us Taoist priests who pay attention to it will lose their sight." They are as disgusting as ordinary people."

Yang Kuo wanted to be angry but also suppressed his anger. The expression on his face became very strange. Shi Gen smiled more calmly. He only regretted that he was not a Taoist priest of Mind Mind and could not gain more benefits from this kind of provocation.

"If you know what's going on, let Baldy come back. It's too dangerous for him to be there." Feifei said.

Baldy leaned against Mu Dong'er, and he became more and more displeased with the five balls of light that were spinning around them. His brows were furrowed, and he was about to get angry.

Mu Xingqiu raised his hand and waved. Just as he was thinking about how to speak, Baldy saw his gesture and flew over without saying a word. The five balls of cold light were like a densely woven gauze net. He didn't care at all. He raised his hand to block his face. He said it and it came out. The cold light hit his body at least a hundred times in the blink of an eye, but it just made him shake a few times, without even a red dot left.

This finally explained why Baldy escaped so easily. The demon race is naturally more resistant to magic. It will naturally be stronger if they use demon weapons to refine their bodies. The Taoist tradition has magic spells specifically for the demon race, but the five cold lights emitted by Shen Jixian are not.

Yang Kuo still looked at the bald man twice more. Even if the Taoist priest cast spells at will, few demons could stop him. This silly demon was really weird.

The bald man didn't pay attention to other people's eyes, flew straight to Mu Xingqiu, and said with a smile: "Why don't you go up and fight?"

Mu Xingqiu smiled back. Although he had no impression of this face, he didn't feel completely unfamiliar, and even his strange question didn't feel abrupt, "It's not my turn yet."

Feifei couldn't completely trust Mu Xingqiu who had lost his memory. The bald man was also called back, and there was no one to rely on in front. He stared at Mu Dong'er's every move and suddenly said: "He can't hold on!"

Mu Dong'er had received a stern reminder from his mother that he must control his emotions and not let the evil thoughts take advantage of the opportunity, but he was arrogant and couldn't stand the defeat, let alone the words of provocation. The anger in his heart burned more and more, and he didn't even know that the bald man had left.

Before Feifei finished speaking, Mu Donger let out a low roar, which was totally inconsistent with his age and his usual voice, more like an adult lion or tiger.

On the top of the mountain, the lion mount of the talisman master Mao Bupo softened its legs and threw its master off. Mao Bupo reacted quickly, supported himself with his hands, and immediately stood up, his face flushed. Fortunately, few people noticed him, and the talisman masters on both sides pretended not to see him. Mao Bupo kicked the limp lion hard and continued to watch the fight.

Mu Donger let out several low roars in succession, but the whip in his hand was slow, and five balls of cold light immediately attacked him.

Shen Jixian pointed his sword forward and said sternly: "Give up, kid!" Since the other party was going to be possessed by a demon, he naturally had to perform the exorcism technique. The bronze mirror in his left hand shot out a beam of light, shining on Mu Donger's forehead.

The exorcism that should have been effective immediately did not produce obvious effects. Mu Dong'er held back his anger, his face became redder and redder. The whip in his hand stopped dancing and drooped softly. The mirror light shone on his forehead. The cold light kept hitting his body, but he did not move. His lips were tightly closed and his eyes were wide open, as if he was frozen there.

The cold light did not cause any harm on the surface, but it was actually hitting Mu Dong'er's meridians. If it continued like this, it would soon cause irreversible serious internal injuries and even kill the target. Shen Jixian did not want to kill anyone, especially this was Yang Qingyin's son, but he could not just give up. "Silly boy, why don't you be like anyone else? Do you have to be as stubborn as your father? Admit defeat quickly!"

Mu Xingqiu was slightly stunned, and his five fingers moved faster on the basket. He did not completely let it go. If necessary, he would help.

Mu Dong'er could no longer hear what others said, nor could he feel the pain in his body. There was only one thought in his mind - to spit out the turbid air that had been suppressed for a long time.

He opened his mouth and spit out a ball of fire. It was neither ordinary fire, nor the fire of the five elements, nor the fire of the yin, nor any of the magic fires of demons, casual cultivators, or talisman masters. Instead, he had obtained a kind of fire when he was just born. It was based on the fire of Taoism and mixed with many kinds of fire. It grew with him over the years, becoming more and more difficult to control and more and more powerful.

With a bang, the five balls of cold light and the mirror light were scattered. Shen Jixian, who was determined to exorcise the demon, was caught off guard. He screamed and fell to the ground after only a face-to-face encounter with the incoming fire.

Mu Dong'er's target was not only Shen Jixian. She turned around casually and spit out another ball of fire at Mu Xingqiu and others.

Mu Xingqiu finally heard the performance of the hidden instrument, which was really amazing. He was about to use the talisman he had prepared for a long time to suppress the music. Suddenly, he felt dizzy and almost fell. Something flooded into his mind like a tide, but they came at the wrong time.

The fire was coming towards us.

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