Chapter 0618: Inhalation
Zhou Qi disappeared, first turning into a cloud of smoke, which soon dissipated and he was nowhere to be seen. He had more important things to do and would not stay here to wait. He also knew that the ground monkeys would not eat the food immediately.
The ground monkeys, who only had primary demonic power, also had their own unique skills. They waited for a while, slowly crawled towards the three targets fixed by Zhou Qi, and spit at Mu Xingqiu and others from a high position. That was not just a casual spit. Although the ground monkeys were small, they secreted a lot of things in their mouths. They spit out a bunch of transparent mucus.
The bald man whimpered a few times, and then said in his throat: "It's all my fault. I let Feifei and the others hide in here, so..." The mucus was getting more and more, and he couldn't speak and didn't dare to speak.
Mu Xingqiu certainly wouldn't blame the bald man. He decided to follow him into the cave. He originally thought that the leader of the Ice King would not be a very remarkable person, but he didn't expect it to be a Taoist priest. But he didn't regret it. It was useless to bring in more demons. Everyone's cooperation was not the opponent of the Taoist priest.
And Mu Xingqiu didn't feel hopeless.
There were a few things he couldn't figure out: First, Zhou Qi had been possessed by a demon a few years ago. Did Wangshan know about it? Was it related to the ancestor Fang Xunmo's sealing of Wangshan? Second, Zhou Qi was a Taoist priest who could kill the monsters in Bingcheng in batches by himself. Why did he go to so much trouble to mobilize Bingkui? Third, where did Yi Shijun go?
The monsters sneaked out last night, which showed that Yi Shijun was still in Bingcheng at that time, but he disappeared again after the layout. Zhou Qi obviously hadn't found him yet.
Mu Xingqiu didn't think about the mucus that was gathering more and more on his body. He glanced at it with his peripheral vision, thinking that this was a trap. They were trapped by the mucus and were bait. Zhou Qi wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of Yi Shijun.
Yi Shijun was a powerful and cunning soul demon. His strength was not much different from that of a Taoist priest, but he had more tricks. Zuo Liuyingqi took a risky move to capture him alive. Zhou Qi would never waste a chance to kill him.
Yi Shijun could be hiding in the body of any living creature. Zhou Qi couldn't find him, nor could Mu Xingqiu. He gave up this possible rescuer and started to think of a way on his own.
There must be a loophole in the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi Array that allows someone to cast a spell. Yi Shijun found it and set up a stone wall that can be entered but not exited. Zhou Qi cast the Demon Lord's True Law, so Mu Xingqiu tried to remember the words of the True Law, but it didn't produce any effect.
Zhou Qi practiced the original text of the Demon Lord's True Law, but Mu Xingqiu remembered the translated human words, which greatly reduced the power. Moreover, without the straw hat and the magic words in the bald man's head, these human words were useless.
The bald man was not far from Mu Xingqiu, less than a foot above his head. With such a short distance, Mu Xingqiu couldn't reach him. However, he felt that even with the cooperation of the bald man, the possibility of successfully casting a spell was not great. The loophole in the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi Array must have nothing to do with the type of spell, but in other aspects that he didn't understand.
Hundreds of monkeys stopped spitting. Mu Xingqiu was wrapped in the gradually stiffening mucus and could only hold his breath, but he still became sleepy involuntarily. The bald man had fallen asleep, and his eyes were lifeless. The flea was still struggling, and his two eyes, one red and one yellow, were shining.
Mu Xingqiu used all the spells and magic he had learned, but none of them worked. He felt more and more sleepy. It was as if there were birds flying around in his head, and he felt dizzy from time to time.
Zhou Qi and Yi Shijun did not appear, and the first delicacy of the monkeys was ready.
The mucus on a little demon was turning reddish, indicating that the hidden demon power in his body had been sucked out. The monkeys rushed to surround him and fought for a good position. Soon they determined their positions according to their strength. The largest monkey stretched out his limbs and hugged the red mucus shell, while the other monkeys tried to open their nostrils to absorb the demon power.
Mu Xingqiu was angry and ashamed. He came to save the little demons, but he could only watch them become food for the monsters.
"Cuo or Luo Ruo Mo." Mu Xingqiu chanted the spell from his throat.
The spell helped a lot in critical moments several times. Mu Xingqiu had not chanted it aloud for a long time. When he was at his wit's end, he chanted it again.
The spell did not work, not even making the air vibrate, but the sleepiness in Mu Xingqiu's mind was reduced a little.
"Cuo or Luo Ruo Mo..." Mu Xingqiu chanted continuously, unable to open his mouth, and could only make a series of snoring sounds.
The monkeys who were about to absorb the demon power paused, turned their heads, and stared at Mu Xingqiu with brown eyes, as if wondering why he could still make a sound, and then they slowly crawled over and took turns spitting more mucus at their prey.
The flea's eyes gradually dimmed, but Mu Xingqiu was not sleepy and was still trying to make a sound. He didn't know what the point of doing this was, but he just didn't want to fall asleep. He hadn't given in yet and would rather stay awake and watch everything happen.
The ground monkeys were not smart monsters. Their thinking was very simple. Since the prey could still make sounds, they had to wrap it up completely with mucus. There was more and more mucus on Mu Xingqiu's body. Although it would harden soon, some of it still dripped slowly to the ground.
Mu Xingqiu's left eye and brain hurt at the same time. Because they were too close, he thought it was the same pain at first. After a while, he found that the pain came from the demon pill in his left eye and the inner pill in the Niwan Palace.
His demonic power and magic power were both flowing outwards, not fast, but it was an unprecedented pain. He understood why the ground monkeys used mucus to make their prey sleep. This kind of pain can kill people. When a person dies, most of their power will disappear.
Mu Xingqiu has suffered a lot since he started practicing, and his endurance is far beyond that of ordinary people, but he can't stand this kind of pain. His left eye and Niwan Palace seemed to be cut into thin slices by a small knife, one cut after another, never stopping.
He still insisted on chanting the spell in his throat, just refusing to succumb to sleepiness and pain.
The ground monkeys showed obvious confusion in their brown eyes, but they didn't know how to adapt and continued to spit out mucus. Several of the thinnest ground monkeys even fell off the cave wall. The secretion of mucus consumed too much energy.
The mucus turned blood red, and the ground monkeys all became anxious and restless. This red was too attractive to them. Although the mucus on more than a dozen small demons had turned red, the color was too light and not as rich and bright as this prey.
The largest ground monkey was the first to pounce, spreading his limbs and lying firmly on Mu Xingqiu's mucus shell.
If it was an ordinary prey, the ground monkeys would be willing to let the strongest leader take the lead, but this prey was so delicious that the attraction it generated was enough to overwhelm the fear caused by the level gap.
Hundreds of ground monkeys rushed to the blood-red mucus shell frantically. The closest one could absorb the most. This principle did not require too much intelligence to understand. The mucus shell on Mu Xingqiu's body could not accommodate so many suckers. In fact, he could not notice it at all. In his eyes, it was all red. Although the pain in his left eye stopped, the torment in the Niwan Palace was not over yet. He was chanting spells by instinct and had no idea what was happening outside.
The ground monkeys were killing each other. Once one was killed, it was immediately eaten by the monkeys. In such a melee, the big one may not necessarily have an advantage, but will become the target of public criticism. The first big monkey that pounced on the mucus shell was torn into pieces by dozens of ground monkeys before it could absorb any demonic power, becoming the first victim.
The number of ground monkeys was decreasing, but their size was increasing. If Mu Xingqiu had not been completely occupied by the pain in his Niwan Palace, he would have heard the screams of the ground monkeys and the explosions of their bodies when they expanded.
After nearly half an hour, there were only more than ten of the more than three hundred ground monkeys left, all of which were giant beasts more than ten feet tall. They finally reached a compromise and stood around the blood-red mucus shell at the same distance, then flared their nostrils together, ready to share the delicious food.
The mana contained in the fifth-level inner elixir of Xingluo had not been completely absorbed, and Mu Xingqiu's Niwan Palace was still painful, but he still felt it when the ground monkeys began to absorb the demonic power and mana in the mucus shell.
The absorption process was not uncomfortable, but it could reduce the pain. Even if Mu Xingqiu's will was slightly weaker, he would be willing to let go of these demonic power and mana, but he just changed his mind and began to fight against the suction.
Mu Xingqiu didn't know what to do, so he could only recite the spell while speeding up the rotation of the inner elixir.
The idea of changing the situation suddenly appeared in Mu Xingqiu's mind: Meng Yuanhou's soul has a strong suction force, but it is stored in a jade axe magic weapon. It is affected by the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi formation, so even if Mu Xingqiu has a free body, he cannot use it.
But Mu Xingqiu used Meng Yuanhou's soul to cast a spell, and he also entered the Frost Soul Sword and saw the soul with his own eyes.
Why can Meng Yuanhou become an amber Taoist priest?
Mu Xingqiu knew that it was the unusual will that determined everything. Meng Dujiao, who practiced the art of defying the heaven, made up his mind when he was surrounded by a group of monsters, and produced an irresistible suction force with an extremely strong will.
But this suction force was too strong, and Meng Yuanhou himself could not get rid of it. He never woke up again, and the suction force still existed after his death.
What Mu Xingqiu needed was a just right suction force to fight against the ground monkey. He didn't want to become an amber Taoist priest, and he had to wake up.
He continued to recite the five words, and at the same time concentrated all his will to fight for the magic power and monster power in the mucus shell.
Never give up.
Mu Xingqiu thought of these words again. These were not the words that the strange Fangfang's soul told him, but the last words that the flesh-and-blood Fangfang left him.
He wanted to take back his own power!
When these powers were slowly sucked out by the mucus, Mu Xingqiu had nowhere to start. When more than a dozen monkeys greedily sucked them in large quantities, Mu Xingqiu finally grasped the existence of power in the chaos.
He held on tightly, and he pulled back desperately. He did not forget to recite the spell at the most stalemate moment, not to increase the suction force, but to be able to wake up at the critical moment.
After an unknown amount of time, Mu Xingqiu finally saved the situation. The magic power and the demon power began to return to the mucus and slowly flowed to the Niwan Palace, but something happened that he could not control.
The magic power and the demon power mixed together and entered the pure and flawless inner elixir that could not tolerate impurities at the same time.