Chapter 0548 Taoism Like Rain
The last ray of sunlight disappeared behind the silent snow-capped mountains in the west, and the last demon form stood on the jade-like snow. Mu Xingqiu turned his head to take a closer look, and became more and more surprised at the extreme similarity between the demon statue and human beings.
The golem is just bigger, with a height equivalent to four or five adult men. It has a majestic and solemn appearance, exactly what people imagine an emperor should have. The muscles all over the body are like full fruits, without any extraneous parts. The physique that one imagines a warrior to have.
There was a large smoky black spot on the golem's chest, which ruined the overall beauty. Mu Xingqiu took a closer look and recognized that it was a scar left by the Five Elements Fire spell.
Yang Qingyin next to her snorted softly. As long as Mu Xingqiu dared to say one more word about the scar, she was ready to retort, but unfortunately he didn't say anything.
"This is just a piece of wood. What's useful is the heart." Yang Qingyin couldn't help but point out, "You can use Laojun's magic palm to command it to do many things." She looked back at the silent demon clan, "For example, let a group of The demon obeys you."
"This alone is not enough. Even if there are ten times more monsters here, they still can't defeat the Taoism." Mu Xingqiu reached out and touched the black spot on the chest of the demon statue.
"Didn't you say that the soul is in my body? If you lend me the Frost Soul Sword, maybe I can make the demon's heart do more powerful things."
"That's not enough. The Taoist priests have used the demon-killing weapon. Even if this heart has the power of the Mountain of Demonic Fire, the Taoist priests on the other side are not dozens of breath-taking Taoists."
"This is not enough, that is not enough, what are your ideas?"
"I'm thinking."
Mu Xingqiu flew slowly around the demon statue, checking every place carefully. He was thinking of a solution, but someone was anxious. Xin Youtao kept looking at the sky and said loudly: "Mu Xingqiu, we don't have much time."
Night has fallen, and the layers of clouds in the sky are even more colorful. They have enveloped the entire camp and are still expanding, so that the trapped people have nowhere to escape.
Most of the monsters only felt the dark clouds above and the flickering light, and the air was full of pressure that made them feel suffocated. However, a few big monsters and all the Taoist priests could see more terrifying details: the spells contained in the clouds collided with each other, and there was a constant flow. New spells are added, and once they pour down, they will be as violent as a rainstorm.
"It should be said that there is no time left." Xin Youtao said tremblingly.
"We can only place our hope on this." Mu Xingqiu said, immediately attracting everyone's attention. Zuo Liuying was not here, he was the hope of all Taoist priests and demons, "I want to resurrect this demon, he may be able to block it." Orthodox magic."
No one understood the meaning of his words. The demon was like a piece of wood with only its heart alive. How could it be "resurrected"? But no one raised any questions, for fear that the only hope would be blown away as soon as they opened their mouths.
Only Yang Qingyin wanted to ask clearly. Just as she was about to speak, Mu Xingqiu summoned the Frost Soul Sword, turned the hilt upside down and handed it to her, "Can you feel the soul in your body?"
"I can't feel anything. It was you who said that the dragon demon left the soul in me, not what I claimed." Yang Qingyin's voice was cold, as if she didn't take the soul seriously at all.
Daotong has the means to detect the soul. They believe that the soul is in Yang Qingyin, so they are absolutely wrong. What's more, she just sent out a fireball spell that far exceeded the realm of Fengxia. It is even more proof. Mu Xingqiu let go, Shuanghun The sword floated towards Yang Qingyin, "You don't know how to exorcise souls, so you have to let Fangfang's soul sense the soul in your body."
Yang Qingyin did not take the sword immediately, "In other words, I am the magic weapon, and Qin Lingshuang's soul is the caster."
"That's pretty much it."
"Why don't you just suck the soul into the sword? Wouldn't it be easier?"
"That will kill you. Unless you can detect the existence of the soul yourself and isolate it alone, the soul-binding technique will suck out your living soul." Mu Xingqiu understood the Dengzhuke magic. Enough to know the danger of Juyan's soul. Before, it was attached to the magic weapon. Everything was very simple. Even if the magic weapon was destroyed, it didn't matter. But now it is combined with Yang Qingyin, and a slight mistake will lead to death.
What Long Mo did was very unwise, and it became increasingly difficult for Mu Xingqiu to understand her purpose.
Yang Qingyin held the hilt of the sword, "Is this all right?"
"If everything goes as I wish, Fangfang's soul will provide you with powerful magic power, and then you have to use Laojun's clutches to control the golem."
"It turns out I'm of some use. What can I do to control it?"
"Resisting Taoist spells requires you to adapt accordingly."
Yang Qingyin nodded.
As the two asked and answered, the humans and monsters in the entire camp were going crazy with anxiety. The colorful clouds in the sky stopped expanding and began to slowly descend. Several spells were tentatively shot down. The restriction collapsed at the first touch, leaving only a few flashes of light.
A hand gently pressed on his shoulder, "As long as you are still alive, everything will be possible."
Xin Youtao turned to look at the calm Xiao Qingtao, extremely surprised, "Aren't you afraid?"
"Afraid." Xiao Qingtao clenched Ruyi with one hand and summoned a dozen auxiliary magic weapons with the other hand to surround her and Xin Youtao. "That's why I have to resist even more. Brother Xiaoqiu is right, don't think of yourself as a Sinners, we did nothing wrong.”
Xin Youtao's heart also calmed down. It was not those words that had an effect, but Xiao Qingtao herself. He wanted to say something. This might be the last time to say sweet words to Xiao Qingtao, so he wanted to be special. But his mind was empty, and he could only say the first few words that came to his mind: "If I die, my soul will think of you for forty-nine days."
He was not satisfied with this sentence, but Xiao Qingtao blushed and nodded at him.
The wind blew up, and scattered spells fell like raindrops before a rainstorm. Some were blocked by the demon-invading Taoist priests, and most of them fell outside the camp and drilled into the snow to blow up big holes.
Mu Xingqiu stood on the flea's back, put a straw hat on the bald head, and shouted to all the humans and demons around him: "Protect yourself, this is the only thing you have to do!"
Mu Xingqiu began to cast the Demon Lord's Law on the golem, and the rumbling sound matched the dense colorful clouds in the sky.
He did not speak out his lofty words, because he could feel the pessimism and despair that permeated the surroundings, which could not be dispelled by any language, nor could the illusion of the work be reversed. The only thing he could do was to concentrate on casting spells and try to revive the golem.
He believed that this was not just a statue, but a real demon body. The seven chapters of the Demon Lord's Law described the growth process of plants. In Wangshan, it was not only the Demon Suppression Bell that guarded the void, but also a large number of nebula trees. All this made Mu Xingqiu have an idea: perhaps the bodies of the demons were originally made of wood.
The Demon Lord's Law kept pouring into the golem, and the Taoist spells above his head began to fall one after another.
Yang Qingyin frowned. She had not yet felt the existence of the spirit, nor the power transmitted by the Frost Soul Sword. She could only use the Laojun Magic Palm to normally control the demon heart.
The heart was beating very fast, and it was even faster at this time, almost jumping out of the chest.
Every time the heart beat, it emitted a spell similar to the Taoist prohibition, which quickly expanded to a hundred feet away, just protecting all humans and demons.
But this is not a Taoist restriction after all. The demon-invading Taoist priests who were covered in it found that it became more difficult to cast spells. Before, it was just that the spells were difficult to leave the Crimson Palace, and now even the speed of the inner elixir has slowed down.
Only the Gan brothers were not affected much and could still cast spells normally. The two summoned all their magic tools and sent them all into the air to form a defense line with the magic heart shield.
Their magic tools were soon gone, and other Taoist priests contributed their copper bells, copper mirrors and other items. These auxiliary magic tools had no marks and could be used by anyone.
More than 300 magic tools were sent to the air more than a hundred feet high, like a group of birds stationary in the air, ready to fight against tens of thousands or even more spells from their fellow disciples.
There are more than 2,000 demons in the camp, but not many sorcerers. Big demons such as Hei Huang and Fei Zu also released hundreds of demons into the sky to defend side by side with magic weapons. Other demons can only wait silently, and even the spirit demons can't do anything. Jin Cu was anxious and angry, turning around in circles, turning into a brocade-tailed horse several times, and then changing back immediately. He couldn't find the enemy at all.
This was a typical Taoist encirclement and annihilation battle. The Taoists launched an attack outside the range of vision. The besieged could only resist the magic and could not launch a counterattack at all.
"I have never seen such a powerful offensive. Even when attacking the giant demon king, the Taoists were not as fierce as they are now." Hei Huang murmured. In addition to looking up at the brilliant magic coming from the sky, she had nothing to do.
"Because this is a magic to eliminate demons, and it is sent out by the Taoist who is infused with spirits." Xiao Qingtao replied. The Taoist and the demons were getting closer and closer, and they were already standing together. There was nothing she could do. The Ruyi in her hand could only provide a little psychological comfort.
Xin Youtao gave up the sacrificial talisman, stretched out his right hand, and held Xiao Qingtao's left hand. She didn't shake it off, but held it tighter.
The Taoist magic that descended from the colorful clouds was dense, like flowers withering in late spring. All those who looked up knew that these "flowers" were deadly and would blow them to pieces, but they couldn't look away. The fear in their hearts did not increase, but turned into a light and gradually expanding thing, squeezing all the internal organs to the side, creating holes in the body.
These holes can only be filled with death.
The two people were not attracted by the gorgeous magic in the sky, and they were still doing their own things.
Yang Qingyin no longer cared whether the Frost Soul Sword provided more powerful power. She concentrated on using Laojun Magic Palm to control the heart of the demon clan. She didn't know magic at all, but she felt that as long as the heart was still beating, she could block the Taoist magic and protect all humans and demons in the camp.
Mu Xingqiu was even more focused, firmly believing that he could awaken the demon. As for what would happen after awakening it, he no longer had time to think about it.