Chapter 0473 The Battlefield in Front of Us

The red, round fruit, without any color or flaws, is crystal clear and looks like it is about to drip water.

"I would rather kill you, and I am even ready to use the Amber Taoist priest in advance." Qi Wushang stretched out his left arm to block the brown deer and prevent it from eating the magic fruit in his right hand. "You saved the queen, but six years ago you caused me a lot of trouble in Duanliu City. One hundred thousand demon soldiers died in battle, all because of you. You broke into the demon territory, I should have killed you, but the Dragon Demon persuaded me."

"Dragon Demon." Mu Xingqiu repeated the name softly. The young demon with the same appearance as Fangfang may be the person who knows him best, but also the person he can't see through the most. He can't even tell which race she belongs to.

"The Dragon Demon was born in your Niwan Palace, but she has nothing to do with you. You are just a simple 'residence'. She is a messenger sent by the ancient gods to help the demon race revive."

Mu Xingqiu thought that he was not the only one who could not see through the Dragon Demon. "You agreed to her suggestion and decided to help me become a demon."

Mu Xingqiu learned about Yang Qingyin's situation under the guidance of the Dragon Demon and voluntarily took the demon pill.

"This is just the first step. Just turning you into a demon can't change anything. The demon race has never been united. Many demons are dissatisfied with me, such as Pei Zihan and Yin Shengqian. Only demons will stand firmly on my side, because the demon race has no choice. So, you have to become a demon."

Mu Xingqiu was in an absolute disadvantage at this time. He could not cast a spell above the Amber Taoist priest, but Qi Wushang, who had the demonized demon pill, could, but he still shook his head, "I don't agree."

Qi Wushang smiled, and his normal right eye narrowed a little with this smile, but the demonized demon pill in his left eye burned more vigorously. Suddenly, a wave of heat surged out and rushed directly to the Taoist priest opposite.

Mu Xingqiu was experienced in combat and reacted immediately, but this was not his territory, not even the territory of the demon clan. Under the influence of the Amber Taoist, only the demon clan could cast spells, and his magic power was sucked away as soon as it left the whip in his sleeve.

He had no choice but to be hit by the heat wave, which spread rapidly, like a big hand holding him tightly. Qi Wushang's Fire Eye Demon Pill grew larger and larger, and soon exceeded the size of the giant demon king itself, forming a burning flame gate.

Mu Xingqiu walked over and passed through the door involuntarily.

It was very hot, and there was a dazzling red and white color in front of his eyes, but he was not burned, and his Taoist robe and straw hat on his head were still intact.

A tall figure that Mu Xingqiu was very familiar with came from the opposite side, and the clever smile on her face showed that she was a dragon demon.

"I'm sorry, I didn't tell you the whole truth at the beginning."

This was the illusion and memory of the dragon demon, so Mu Xingqiu didn't answer, just listened to her.

"You need this magic fruit, because your Tao root is transformed from the demon seed. It can greatly improve your practice, so that you can get closer to the truth, and can also allow you to do many things, including saving the people you care about, not just Yang Qingyin. Believe me, you were chosen to take this path, which is both destined and a lucky accident. Please cherish it."

Mu Xingqiu was pushed out of the flame gate and returned to the hall.

Qi Wushang and Brown Deer were gone. The bright red magic fruit was placed on a corner of the throne platform, only a few steps away from Mu Xingqiu.

This is indeed the look and tone of the Dragon Demon. As always, she was mysterious and only spoke half of the words. Mu Xingqiu really wondered how she gained Qi Wushang's trust.

But he was not convinced. The Dragon Demon gave too little information. The truth, the truth, he didn't even know what the truth was about. The darkness in front of him made him lose interest.

Mu Xingqiu didn't walk to the only open iron door. He looked down at the tree tower and recalled the law of the Demon Lord in his mind.

Splitting, bud break, rooting, pruning, reducing flowers, destroying fruits, and then extinction, it turns out that this is not just a metaphor, but the real process of the growth of the demon race.

The five demon trees that make up the tree tower have completed the first six stages, and there is only one more extinction left. According to the description of the Demon Lord Zhengfa, the whole demon tree will die when it is extinct again. After a period of time, it will be reborn and split into two.

The five demon trees below will become ten. If it goes through once a year, it won’t take long for the demon trees to grow a forest.

A chill passed through Mu Xingqiu’s heart, and he thought of the words of the dragon demon again. She has a human appearance and a crystal heart of the demon race, but there is no sign of being invaded by the demon species. Her position is very erratic. She was born in the mind of a Taoist priest, but she can get the trust of the giant demon king. She clearly asked Mu Xingqiu to trust her unconditionally, but she refused to give more information.

Should I believe her? To what extent? What will happen if I eat the demon fruit?

Mu Xingqiu suddenly found himself thinking seriously about Long Mo's suggestion. Her words were full of hints. Swallowing the magic fruit didn't seem to turn him into a demon, and he could save many people. She said it wasn't just Yang Qingyin, but Fangfang seemed to be included.

Fangfang's soul hadn't completely turned into nothingness. Maybe she could summon her out of the Frost Soul Sword and into a new body... Mu Xingqiu's heart was pounding, but Long Mo's words were ambiguous and he couldn't believe them completely. Mu Xingqiu wanted to leave here and catch up with Long Mo to ask him face to face. Inexplicably, he had an impulse to jump off the tower to see if he could offset the suction of the Amber Taoist priest at the critical moment of life and death and regain control of his magic power.

The three demon fire towers opposite suddenly became bright, interrupting Mu Xingqiu's idea of ​​adventure.

There was no sound, only pictures.

The flying monsters fell like dead leaves in late autumn. The monster clouds and unclean air resisted for a little longer. The Iron-backed Dragon even rushed across the center of the battlefield. Then they were cut off by the invisible magic. Dragon blood filled the sky. The clouds drew strength from it and persisted for a while longer, but they could no longer form a whole.

The Taoist magic revealed its true form after being stained by the clouds. It was a piece of light, like a translucent white petal. If it weren't for the tragic scene around, it would be a wonderful picture: the flower rain stained with red monster blood floated down and exploded when it approached the ground. When the explosions were connected, it was like a sea of ​​​​waves appeared out of thin air.

The flower rain dissipated, and there were few monster clouds and unclean air left in the sky. There was no monster soldier standing on the ground, and it was even difficult to find a complete body.

The last group of demon soldiers continued to advance, stepping on corpses and wading through blood. They seemed to have lost their fear and didn't know what fear was. No demon soldier tried to withdraw from the formation. They all waved their weapons and kept moving forward.

More demon clouds with a stronger unclean aura protected the sky. Several demon kings appeared. One of them was an eagle king, a giant demon of nearly twenty feet. Its wings fanned up a large amount of demon blood. With the help of magic, this demon blood floated in the air and formed another barrier...

The demon soldiers advanced in waves and fell in waves. The blood on the battlefield became more and more obvious. Mu Xingqiu didn't see the scene of the demon tower absorbing and transmitting blood, but he could feel that a stream of powerful power was pouring into the seventeen demon fire towers and continuously pouring into the ground.

The tower composed of five demon trees quickly stretched out branches, producing blue flowers all over the tree, which then withered, bloomed again, and withered again. This process was repeated over and over again, but no fruit was produced.

They began to die again.

The battle outside Baizhang City seemed to be coming to an end. There were not many demon soldiers left. No matter how much unclean air and magic were used, they could not protect their safety. The magic from the opposite mountain was always unstoppable, and soon after the demon soldiers crossed the middle line, they were all destroyed.

At this time, eight crazy Taoist priests appeared. They walked into the battlefield full of demon corpses. Their dark blue Taoist robes were particularly conspicuous in the blood. They did not fly, but their speed was very fast, as if they were floating in the sea of ​​blood.

No magic was cast on the opposite mountain, but a large group of Taoist priests flew over. It was a coalition army composed of eight Taoist sects, with about eight or nine hundred people. Even compared with the remaining demon soldiers, this number seemed small, but they were the winners and besiegers. They were calm and composed, and went to various places in the sky and on the ground to prepare to clean up the battlefield.

The eight crazy Taoist priests stopped and rose slowly. What rose with them was the demon corpses all over the ground. Most of them were incomplete, but even if it was just a finger, they squeezed into the team and participated in forming a gradually taller body.

The Taoist priests on the opposite side were obviously very surprised, but they did not stop. Instead, they continued to approach and fired spells at the demon corpse, sparing only the eight crazy Taoist priests who were standing high above the demon corpse.

A Taoist priest broke into the battlefield outside Baizhang City horizontally, shouting at Daotong and his party. Mu Xingqiu recognized that this was Shen Ji, but Daotong did not stop attacking and continued to approach the eight crazy Taoist priests.

Shen Ji suddenly turned around and rushed towards the corpse demon that was growing taller, mercilessly firing spells at a crazy Taoist priest standing at the top - that was his father Shen Zhun.

Mu Xingqiu's heart was lifted up. At this moment, the picture provided by the Demon Fire Tower disappeared, the earth shook, and a loud thunderous sound came from afar - Yashan Xijian Pool launched an attack on the Demon Mountain Pass.

The tree tower kept blooming and withering, and had accumulated blue flowers all over the ground. At this time, all the blue flowers took off into the air, then turned eastward to rush out of the encirclement of the seventeen Demon Fire Towers, and faced the fatal blow of the Taoist treasure.

A small blue flower kept rising, and finally stopped in front of Mu Xingqiu, staring at him like a blue eye.

"Everything depends on you." A voice came from the blue flower, neither male nor female, neither old nor young.

Mu Xingqiu spread out his right hand and found the red magic fruit in his palm. In a trance, he couldn't remember whether the fruit suddenly appeared in his hand or he had taken it from the throne platform a long time ago.