Chapter 0574 Missing

Almost all Taoists who have inhaled more than three levels will cast several kinds of prohibitions. They are layers of transparent membranes that can directly block external attacks. They also contain some five-element water illusions to prevent sound leakage and divert the attention of outsiders. Beast demons like Lao Zhuang are not unable to break through the prohibitions, but they cannot see through the illusions and have not found the right direction from the beginning.

A firm will can see through the illusions, and a strong body can crash the transparent membrane. Both are indispensable.

Jinchu has these two characteristics at the same time. He ran forward in human form, faster and faster, and suddenly jumped up and crashed into the air that seemed to have nothing.

A beam of light flowed through the transparent dome like a water wave, and some sparks appeared in some places. The prohibition of the Taoist camp was destroyed. At first glance, the scene in the camp did not change much, but the demons were finally able to get closer and closer to the golem, instead of being like before, no matter how hard they tried, the distance with the golem would not shorten.

Lao Zhuang had been ready to go. As soon as the restriction was broken, he roared, took big steps, and ran faster than anyone else. Soon, he ran side by side with Jin Chu and ran straight to the golem in the middle of the camp.

The Taoists received the warning and ran out of the tent. They were surprised to see three or four hundred monsters, half of whom were spirit monsters, rushing into the camp like crazy.

"Jin Chu, Lao Zhuang, you..." Xiao Qingtao looked at this scene in disbelief.

Jin Chu didn't say a word, but Lao Zhuang said while running: "I'm sorry, we can't be ungrateful!"

Gan Zhiquan was in charge of supervising the camp. He threw his hand and cast a spell at the feet of Jin Chu and Lao Zhuang, "Protect the golem!"

Jin Chu and Lao Zhuang were not scared, but they were still not as fast as the Taoists. More than fifty Taoists surrounded the golem in a blink of an eye, one circle on the ground and another circle above the golem's head.

Most of the Taoists were unarmed and did not even have their main magic weapon. They could only cast spells directly through the Crimson Palace. The power was slightly weaker, and the most important thing was that they could not last long. They would feel tired after at most thirty spells.

The demons were not only numerous, but also very close. Jinchu and Lao Zhuang, who were running in the front, were only a few dozen steps away from the Taoists.

"Don't be soft." Gan Zhiquan ordered, sending out a string of sharp blades, shooting directly at Jinchu's chest.

In such a short distance, the Taoists did not have the opportunity to cast too many spells, and had to go all out from the beginning.

All the Taoists facing the demons cast spells, including gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. For the demons, the Taoist spells were not much different. They were all unclear rays of light. They could be avoided, but it was difficult to distinguish them.

The demons had no intention of distinguishing these spells. They only had two means of dealing with them: demon arts and demon pills.

After Jinchu turned into a human form, he no longer used his nostrils to spit fire, but used his mouth. A large piece of flames fanned out in front of him. Most of the sharp blades disappeared in the fire, and the few remaining ones became spent crossbows, which had no effect on Jinchu.

Lao Zhuang lowered his head and used two beast horn demon pills to meet the Taoist magic, like an angry bull fighting against bats flying in the air.

After two rounds of magic, Gan Zhiquan found that something was wrong. These monsters had obviously been blessed by magic before the attack, and their resistance to Taoist magic was multiplied. If the Taoists still had a large number of magic tools in their hands, things would be simple. The main magic tool could allow them to cast spells continuously, and various auxiliary magic tools could cause the monsters to fall into chaos...

But the Taoists had nothing in their hands, and even had no way to retreat. Behind them was the golem, and their duty was to protect it.

This is a hand-to-hand fight, Gan Zhiquan thought of this. In the last thick night in the early hours of the morning, the expressions on Jinchu and Laozhuang's faces were clearly discernible. It was a kind of madness that was determined to fight to the death. The demons who could get along well before nightfall seemed to have suddenly restored their deep hatred for the Taoist tradition and the Taoists.

"Duan Caihao!" Gan Zhiquan called out Xiaohao's name, treating her as a trump card.

"Here!" Xiaohao's crisp voice sounded above her head. She had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and it can be said that she couldn't wait.

The Taoists had been reminded in advance and understood what was going to happen next. They were going to use the fish dragon formation.

Xiaohao had succeeded once, and later learned all the methods from Mu Xingqiu, and became more skilled in building formations.

More than fifty Taoists quickly formed a giant, almost as tall as the golem, covered with hard skin like stones, bent down, and roared at the demons who were coming to kill.

Unexpected things happened. Dozens of demons actually joined the dragon-fish formation, including Lao Zhuang who was running in the front. They flew towards the giant quickly, faster than their companions, and then merged into it smoothly, making the giant grow taller and stronger.

This made both the Taoists and demons stunned.

Although they looked like evil spirits on the surface, the demons did not have strong hatred for this group of Taoists. They had formed a formation together and escaped the magic spells issued by the Taoist sect together. When Xiao Hao cast a spell, many demons were attracted involuntarily and became part of the giant.

If the person who formed the formation was Mu Xingqiu, or any other Taoist, the first reaction would be to reject these unreliable members, but Xiao Hao would not. On the contrary, she welcomed these demons very much.

The giant of the dragon-fish formation stretched out his thick arms, swept close to the ground, and punched Jinchu into the sky.

No matter it is the Taoist priest or the demon, once they enter the formation they will lose their self-awareness. The giant's actions are all controlled by Xiaohao. The giant dances excitedly, vaguely remembering the Bone-Forging Fist of Nian Xinke. His fists and feet roll up large pieces of snow mist. Hundreds of demons still surrounded him, but could not get close to him.

Jinchu fell from the sky. He was not injured. He turned over lightly and landed on the giant's shoulder. He hit his eyes and nose randomly, but he did not spit fire. He had no intention of hurting the Taoist priest, let alone the spirit monster that inexplicably entered the fish dragon formation.

This was an unruly melee. Both sides restrained themselves from using spells. The giant in the fish dragon formation protected his face with one hand and waved his other hand. The bone-forging fist was gone. The more he fought, the more he lost his method. The monsters around him were the same. They shouted loudly, but they did not dare to get too close to the giant. They could only launch insignificant attacks with snowballs.

When Xin Youtao, Gan Zhiwei and Baldy returned to the camp, they saw this scene. The three of them were stunned. They didn't understand whether it was a real fight or a joke.

Baldy cheered and flew to the giant's head to help him deal with Jinchu.

Jinchu was the one who fought the most seriously. He jumped up and down flexibly around the huge head, avoided the giant's arms, and attacked the soft skin.

"Stop! Stop!" Xin Youtao shouted loudly, but his words had no effect. The giants and the monsters fought even harder.

Gan Zhiwei asked in confusion: "Should we join the fish dragon formation or just watch?"

"No, no, things shouldn't be like this. The monster clan's conspiracy can't be so... so simple." Xin Youtao couldn't believe that the monster clan's plan was to send hundreds of rabble to snatch the golem directly. This was simply--he slapped his forehead, "Oh no, Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin, I'm so stupid that I left them alone behind."

Xin Youtao turned and flew north. Gan Zhiwei felt that Mu Xingqiu didn't need help, but after hesitating for a while, he turned around and chased after him.

Shortly after dawn, Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin met the panicked Xin Youtao and Gan Zhiwei.

"Hey, you two are okay, didn't you encounter an ambush?" Xin Youtao breathed a sigh of relief, and then became more puzzled.

From here, the snow and fog rolling in the Taoist camp can be seen, and occasionally roars can be heard. Yang Qingyin asked loudly from afar: "What's the trouble in the camp?"

"The spirit monster and a group of monsters seem to be snatching the golem." Xin Youtao said.

"Seems?" Yang Qingyin was furious, "So they tricked me away just for this, these... bastards!" Yang Qingyin held back from swearing more nasty words, waved the Laojun magic palm, left the three people behind, and flew towards the camp at a high speed.

"I thought we were defeated one by one, fortunately you are fine. Don't worry, I think Yang Qingyin can calm those monsters." Xin Youtao said.

"Those monsters didn't fight too seriously." Gan Zhiwei added.

Mu Xingqiu looked at the camp, "The monsters worship Yi Shijun, and it's understandable that they want to save him, but...where is Zuo Liuying?"

"I didn't see him, he should have joined the fish dragon formation, Xiaohao is getting more and more skilled now." Xin Youtao recalled, and indeed did not see Zuo Liuying.

Gan Zhiwei also shook his head.

Mu Xingqiu's face changed slightly, and he also accelerated his speed to fly towards the camp.

"How could Zuo Liuying be in danger..." Xin Youtao suddenly couldn't continue. Although he knew that Zuo Liuying was no longer a Taoist priest, deep in his heart, all Taoist priests still regarded him as the head of the Forbidden Secret Department, and Zuo Liuying's teachings and all his actions were in line with his status, without the temperament of a low-level Taoist priest.

Xin Youtao and Gan Zhiwei looked at each other and immediately chased after Mu Xingqiu.

Zuo Liuying couldn't join the Fish Dragon Formation. He was a Taoist priest who breathed in with a Taoist heart. He would never join the formation created by Lan Binghu, and would not voluntarily come into contact with other Taoist priests.

When Mu Xingqiu flew back to the camp, Yang Qingyin had stopped the fight between the two sides. Her method was simple. She didn't shout orders or persuade people patiently. She raised the Laojun Demon Palm and rushed into the battle group. After more than a dozen fireballs flew by without distinguishing between enemies and friends, the battle stopped.

The demons retreated, and the giants of the fish dragon formation split apart. The demons such as Lao Zhuang who had joined the formation earlier sat on the snow in a daze, unable to remember what had just happened.

Yang Qingyin floated in the air, looking at the demons coldly. Just as he was about to get angry, Mu Xingqiu flew past him and threw down three words: "Zuo Liuying."

The arrival of Yang Qingyin and Mu Xingqiu made the demons no longer dare to attack. They all lowered their heads, thinking about how to shirk responsibility later. Only a few spirit demons such as Jinchu still held their heads high and were ready to accept punishment.

Mu Xingqiu broke into the tent directly. It was empty inside. Zuo Liuying was indeed gone. He went to the snow cave next to him to check, and even the fleas were gone.