Chapter 0468 The Weak Giant Demon King

The hometown of Laozu Peak is called Yaoshankou by the Yao clan. It has completely changed its appearance. There are no peaks, valleys and villages. There is only an endless wide trench running through the mountains. What flows in the trench is not river water, but thick thick water. It smells as unclean as syrup.

The demon towers here are the densest, almost one next to the other. Seventeen particularly tall demon fire towers form two circles inside and outside, becoming the center of the demon mountain pass.

Mu Xingqiu took a long time to figure out the general direction, and found the old sites of Laozu Peak, Jinghu Village, and Xianrenji in the dense forest of towers. Those demon fire towers were built on the Siguo Cliff in the back mountain. The straight cliff has disappeared, and the amber Taoist priest transformed by Meng Yuanhou is probably hidden deep under the Demonic Fire Tower.

"What a big change." Lan Bingju flew beside Mu Xingqiu and sighed softly, "In the past, we all thought that the Ancestor Summit would be as immortal as the Ancestral Tower. Now that the Ancestor Peak is gone, how long can the Ancestral Tower still exist? "

"The Tao fire will never be extinguished." Mu Xingqiu answered with these four words.

"Haha, you want to think that the Taoist priest is still there when the Taoist treasure is gone. When the Taoist priest is gone, the spirit is still there. In this way, we are not much different from the demons who have lost our bodies and been locked in the void."

"You only care about yourself and don't care about these things, so why bother talking about it?"

"Even if a dog has lived for hundreds of years, there must be some mysterious meaning in its bark, not to mention that I was once a Taoist priest." Keran Curling's "Taoism" was over, and she pointed to the demon fire in front of her. Tower, "Arrived."

The heat wave generated by the demon fire rushed towards them, wrapping Mu Xingqiu and Lan Bingke in it, and then suddenly retracted like a giant hand, grabbing the two humans into the innermost circle of the demon fire tower.

There is also a tower in the middle. Compared with the monster towers, it is too small, only three feet high. It is not made of bricks and stones, but is made of several trees intertwined with each other. There are no monsters hanging outside, but it is covered with There are fresh green small round leaves, which complement the surrounding emerald green demon fire.

"It is said that when this tree tower grows up, the demon clan will become invincible." Lan Bingju looked at the tower with doubtful eyes, "Could it be the transformation of Amber Taoist Priest?"

Mu Xingqiu knew nothing about this.

Another heat wave hit, this time Mu Xingqiu and Lan Bingke were moved into the inside of a demon fire tower. The fire outside the tower was strong, but it was very cool inside. The green in his eyes suddenly lost, and Mu Xingqiu felt a little uncomfortable for a moment. After getting used to it, it took me a while to see clearly that the tower wall was entirely made of cast iron, covered with large and small lumps. The light was dim and bouncing, making the iron lumps seem to be squirming.

"I don't like this way of entering the tower, and I don't like the environment in the tower. It's like... being swallowed by a snake." Lan Bingju walked up the spiral staircase and made a rude comment, "I'm used to the exquisiteness of the Taoism, but I really don't adapt to the roughness of the demon clan. But this is only a matter of time. As the demon clan becomes stronger, it will naturally have the energy to perfect the details."

After walking through the ninety-nine steps, Lan Bingju stopped in front of a door, "I once thought that my prophecy would come true for you. Now it seems that this was a mistake. The revival of Nian Xin Ke may have nothing to do with you. You have another future on your shoulders.”

No matter what she said, Mu Xingqiu didn't answer.

Lan Bingju opened the door and the two of them walked in one after the other.

This is a rotunda made of black iron. It is tall, broad, and dark. These three words are enough to describe its most important features.

In the middle of the hall stands a square platform that is integrated with the floor. There is a strange king's chair placed on the platform: the left half is made of dead wood, and the right half is made of dead bones. The colors of the two are quite similar, both are gray and white, scattered horizontally. Put together, it seems like they will fall apart at any moment.

"This chair must be extremely uncomfortable to sit on." Lan Bingju looked at the chair from a distance, turned her right hand over, and an extra handful of grass came out, and handed it to Mu Xingqiu, "Take it."

"what?"

"it works."

Mu Xingqiu stretched out his palm to take the small handful of grass and found that they were ordinary and did not have any magic or witchcraft attached to them.

"My mission is over." Lan Bingju smiled slightly, turned around and exited the hall.

There are dozens of portals evenly distributed on the walls around the hall, and Lan Bingju left through another door.

Mu Xingqiu held the grass and waited for a while. There was a clicking sound from behind the throne platform. Soon, a brown deer slowly walked over. One of its legs was injured, it was walking with a slight limp, and its fur was very rough. Smooth, draped over the body like satin, shimmering as it moves.

The brown deer walked up to the human, raised his nose and sniffed a few times, then rolled the grass in his hand into his mouth with his tongue, chewing it carefully. Although he was a deer, he was quite elegant.

"She still recognizes you." A majestic voice came from the throne, as if these words were a gift from God. The voice echoed in the hall for a while, and then the figure was revealed on the throne.

This is not the Qi Wushang in Mu Xingqiu's memory. There is neither a majestic human body nor the image of a giant wolf crossing the sky. Instead, it is a skinny man curled up on a bone throne, wearing a too loose black robe. Her long hair was loose and there was no headdress like a crown.

But he was indeed Qi Wushang, with one intact eye staring at the guest. What moved in the socket of the other eye was not an eyeball, but a ball of fire, a red fire, with an occasional flash of emerald green in the middle, like an eye.

In this way, all problems will be solved, the demon army will be completely defeated, and the so-called demon strong will never be produced. The Amber Taoist Priest will also be taken away by the Taoism. With the help of high-level Taoist priests, Meng Yuanhou may be able to regain it. newborn.

A killing spell will produce a series of benefits. The only disadvantage is that he may never get the demon pill again. But at this moment, he can't maintain the neutrality required for demon transformation. He is full of desire to kill demons like a Taoist priest.

Mu Xingqiu walked around the brown deer and walked forward more than ten steps, "I'm here, and I have taken the demon pill."

"I know that the queen can smell the demon in your body, and I can smell your murderous intention."

"Killing you will make things simple." Mu Xingqiu was ready.

Qi Wushang laughed, and the laughter echoed back and forth in the hall, like waves hitting the rocks on the shore. "Well, I am the giant demon king, the unique leader of the millions of demons. Killing me will make the demons return to a fragmented state. For the Taoist tradition, things will indeed become simple. But wait a while, you won't think so."

The brown deer followed and sniffed Mu Xingqiu, not knowing whether it was looking for more obvious demons or more green grass.

"You want to turn me into a demon?"

"I hope so, but I can't do it. The demon-transforming technique has too many loopholes. It's hard to succeed even when used on spirit beasts. You are a Taoist priest, so it will be even harder. That depends on your efforts, not mine."

Qi Wushang flew down from the platform like a bat with its wings spread. The giant demon king standing on the ground was hunched over, half a head shorter than Mu Xingqiu. The brown deer immediately ran to his side and rubbed against him affectionately.

"My beloved, only because of her did I hesitate. She was not the first person to deliver the pill, but she did not allow other demons to enjoy this honor. She said, 'This is a risky plan. The chance of success is not great. If you add a demon you cannot fully trust, the chance will be even smaller. Let me do it. I can't sit here and wait for your news. It will make me suffer. I would rather die in your mouth.' But the plan is more cunning than the water in your hand. Everything has changed. She is not dead, but she can never return to her previous appearance."

"You can give her a demon pill. Isn't this how you regained your human form?" Mu Xingqiu knew that Qi Wushang was not telling the past for no reason. He was slowly uncovering the layers of veils.

Qi Wushang shook his head, drew a circle in front of his weakened body, and finally pointed at the fire eye, "Do you think this is caused by the battle of Duanliu City? No, this is the price I paid for getting the powerful demon pill. It is punishing me. How could I give such a demon pill to my queen?"

Mu Xingqiu stared at the burning fire eye, and his heart suddenly beat violently, as if a familiar threat had quietly come to him again, but he could not remember the details of the last threat.

"Is the demon pill controlling you?"

"No, we are torturing each other. It is not used to my body, and I am not used to its heat. It burns my brain every moment, making me unable to fall asleep and keeping me awake forever. I did it. For more than six years, I have never slept, not even a nap. My mind is getting clearer, but my body is getting weaker."

"If you are a Taoist priest, I would say that you have not mastered the basic skills of body training, and your state of mind is not stable enough. The strength of the inner pill exceeds the limit you can bear. The Taoist tradition calls this a force calamity, a calamity of insufficient strength."

"Force calamity? What will a Taoist priest do when he encounters a force calamity?" Qi Wushang seemed very interested in this topic.

"Stop practicing immediately. First, refine your mind, then your body, and finally the elixir."

Qi Wushang thought for a while, "It's the same old routine. The Taoist priest can wait, but I can't. Come, I'll show you something. End this meeting. I'm tired of it."

A door on the iron wall opened automatically. Outside was not a staircase, but a green demon fire. The flames moved aside to both sides, revealing a space - this door was more like a window.

Qi Wushang walked to the door and looked down at the ground. The brown deer followed closely behind, but did not dare to get too close.

Mu Xingqiu also walked over and stood on the other side of the door. Looking down, he saw the low tree tower and the dragon king Yin Shengqian standing on the top of the tower.

The legs of the Jiao King were tightly entangled by branches and vines. He looked up and shouted to Qi Wushang who was high above: "Giant Demon King, stop, you are leading the entire demon race to destruction!"

"He knows nothing, but he thinks he knows a lot. None of the information he revealed to you is the truth." Qi Wushang still found out who was talking to Mu Xingqiu through the demon tower.

"What is the truth?" Mu Xingqiu suddenly felt the familiar threat approaching again. This time the source was not Qi Wushang's fire eye, but the tree tower outside.

Qi Wushang sighed, "The demons are back. I am almost useless, but you are very useful. A body that has been honed by the invasion of demons is exactly what they need."