Chapter 0620 The Realm of Pain

Just as Mu Xingqiu raised his fist, Zhou Qi rolled his eyes and looked at him coldly. The palm holding Yi Shijun's soul suddenly clenched tightly, and there was a slight crunching sound from inside, like a beetle being trapped. Pinched flat.

In just a breather, Zhou Qi took out the soul of the little demon and destroyed it.

Mu Xingqiu's opportunity was lost like this. Maybe the opportunity never existed. Zhou Qi is a Taoist priest with the fourth level of concentration, and he will never leave his body unprepared.

"Where is Mr. Yishi?" Zhou Qi asked.

Mu Xingqiu should have been horrified by this, but he smiled, "What you captured is just an insignificant soul of Mr. Yishi. The memory in it is enough to fill your teeth, right?"

Yishijun's crow soul was imprisoned by Zuo Liuying once, and he never ventured into dangerous places again. Most of his soul was in the golem, but with so many caves, of course he still had a spare soul hidden in it.

Once the original soul dies, all souls die. The secondary soul disappears, but the original soul is not affected. It was such a secondary soul that Zhou Qi found and killed. He only had a small part of the memory of Lord Yishi, and Zhou Qi could not find it. to the answer to any question.

"Maybe I should look for clues from you. Yishi-kun, like Zuo Liuying, both value you."

Zhou Qi didn't care about ridicule. He didn't care about Mu Xingqiu. He felt that he was just a puppet, but the puppet would leave traces of its controller. His eyes dimmed, and he wanted to use mind control to seize Mu Xingqiu's memory.

Mu Xingqiu still raised his fist, but his head felt as if he had been shot through by an arrow. The pain penetrated to the bone marrow. The inner alchemy that had already been broken seemed to have been stabbed again. The pain was like an eagle soaring from the tree crown. , Flying higher and higher, passing through the clouds and fog without stopping...

It hurts. Mu Xingqiu's will also flew up. He wanted to transcend the pain. Even if he couldn't stop it, he still had to soar above it to keep a glimmer of clarity in his mind. He still remembered what he had to do. What, so he raised his fist and smashed it down like a falling mountain.

Mu Xingqiu had lost more than half of his control over his body and could only make very simple movements. He didn't even know how much power was used in this punch, but he pinned all his hopes on it.

Can a fist kill a Taoist priest? Mu Xingqiu believed that this kind of thing had never happened, but so what? Even if there is only one finger left to move, he will point it at the enemy.

Zuo Liuying always predicts events, Yishijun always prepares numerous back-ups, but Mu Xingqiu always moves forward bravely. He also intends to cultivate new leaders and future forces, but those are not what he is really good at. .

Throwing a punch at the most unlikely and hopeless moment is his strength, his ability.

Even Zuo Liuying can no longer enter his mind casually, let alone a possessed Taoist priest.

Mu Xingqiu felt that he had just punched lightly, as light as a feather brushing his cheek, but this was not the case.

Zhou Qi, the head of Wangshan Forbidden Secret Department, has lived for more than 1,100 years. He is not a viviparous Taoist like Zuo Liuying, and he is definitely not a mediocre person. He was trained as a high-level Taoist priest when he could just walk. Not to mention Fist, not even mosquitoes can touch his body.

But this punch hit Zhou Qi's unprepared face firmly. How could he be on guard? The Taoist priest who was attacked by the mind control technique should have temporarily lost consciousness. Not to mention punching, he would not even have the thought of punching.

Generally speaking, Taoist priests who focus on the mind cannot use mind control techniques on Taoist Xingluo. However, since Mu Xingqiu vomited out the inner elixir of his lower Dantian, his basic method of hiding has disappeared, and he has lost the most basic power of protection of the three fields. Although the inner elixir in Maru Palace is at the fifth level of Xingluo, it was not cultivated by himself and does not have the ability to resist the mind control technique of the Taoist priest.

Zhou Qi understood all this, so he felt confident.

How urgently he wanted to find clues from Mu Xingqiu's mind, the accident caused by this punch would be greater.

The Taoist priest tilted his head and his consciousness returned to his body. He brought nothing back, but there was a strange feeling in his mouth. After thinking for a while, he realized that this was pain. Since the end of his infancy, he had Never felt this way again.

Zhou Qi raised his hand and wiped it at the corner of his mouth. When he saw a piece of blood on his finger, he was a little puzzled that his blood was no different from that of ordinary mortals.

Mu Xingqiu regained full control of his body, "If you want clues, ask me, and don't get into my head again."

Zhou Qi was still staring at the blood on his fingers. In more than a thousand years of practice, he had never learned how to get angry, nor did he know how to deal with an unexpected blow. These things were impossible for him. , he could understand Ishi-kun's cunning and soul-separating schemes, but he couldn't accept the punch in the face.

Zhou Qi stretched out his blood-stained hand very slowly, but Mu Xingqiu couldn't avoid it. He was pinned again, even more firmly, and he couldn't even move his eyes.

With his palms squeezing Mu Xingqiu's throat, Zhou Qi's calm eyes gradually burned like fire, and a handful of smooth long whiskers turned into iron brushes, with roots standing apart like arrows about to be shot.

"The Demon Lord's rectification makes me omnipotent." Zhou Qi said every word, and the magic power in his hand also increased. He wanted the other party to understand that he could enter the minds of ordinary people at will.

As a Taoist priest, this was the first time he strangled a person's throat with his hands. He had to do this, but killing Mu Xingqiu with magic could not relieve the anger in his heart.

The savage mana rushed into Mu Xingqiu's meridians, destroying everything in its path like a broken bamboo, but deliberately slowed down the speed, making every inch of progress an unforgettable torture.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't move his eyes, nor did he want to move. He just stared at the burning eyes opposite him. The more pain he felt, the more determined he became. His right hand slowly clenched into a fist again, but he couldn't punch out. Human power has its limits. He can control his fingers, but not his entire arm.

He can also absorb mana. Zhou Qi actively sent mana into the meridians, which saved a lot of trouble. The broken inner elixir in the Niwan Palace accelerated its rotation. As for the consequences of absorbing these external mana, it was no longer something Mu Xingqiu needed to consider.

But Mu Xingqiu was wrong this time. The mana of the Taoist priest was not the demonic power gathered by hundreds of monkeys, and it was not something that a Taoist priest at his level could touch.

The suction force generated by Mu Xingqiu's Niwan Palace inner pill clearly caught the external magic power in the meridians, but it could not move it at all. It was as solid as a mountain and as hot as lava. It moved forward steadily and continued to destroy the meridians.

"Absorb my magic power, you want to absorb my magic power?" Zhou Qi's anger did not diminish even a little because of the torture of the enemy, and his voice was even more majestic, "I am a Taoist priest who has received magic from the demon species. You actually want to absorb my magic power?"

"The state of being infused with the spirit is not as simple as you think. We can not only absorb more spiritual energy from heaven and earth, but also get the help of the nine great treasures of the Taoist sects. Our inner elixir and magic power are very different from your low-level Taoist priests, and even from the Taoist priests of Xingluo. You want to absorb my magic power, which is as stupid as drinking sea water to quench your thirst."

Zhou Qi's magic power rushed into Mu Xingqiu's lower dantian. There was no inner elixir here, but it still stored a large amount of magic power and a small amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth that had not been consumed. Under the pressure of the scorching "sea water", they all retreated quickly and entered the Niwan Palace through the remaining meridians to take refuge.

"Do you miss the fundamental method of hiding? Its protective power can at least help you block it." Zhou Qi was not in a hurry at all. He felt that Mu Xingqiu's immobilized body was shaking slightly uncontrollably, which showed that the pain had reached a very high level, but it could still increase.

This is the benefit of being possessed by a demon. There is no need to be ruthless and desireless, no need to suppress the anger in the heart, you can retaliate as much as you want, and you can get the benefits of an elephant from an ant.

"Accept your fate, surrender." Zhou Qi advised. Part of his anger was turning into curiosity. He wanted to know how much pain this ordinary Taoist could endure.

Zhou Qi's magic power broke into Mu Xingqiu's crimson palace.

There is no end to pain. If you have to set a standard for it, Mu Xingqiu feels that he is now probably enduring the pain of the "Fu Yue Mang" realm. He did not set it as the highest Fu Ri Mang because he knew that the pain would increase later.

Pain took over everything. Mu Xingqiu couldn't generate suction at all. All the remaining mana retreated to Niwan Palace. Knowing that this last line of defense would eventually be broken, he decided to resist here.

His body no longer belonged to him, but all kinds of pain continued to flow into his brain. These pains did not arrive at the same time, but lined up to arrive one after another. You kick, I punch, and there are swords, spears, and halberds waiting behind.

Mu Xingqiu's strength was not enough to swing his fist, but he could still smile.

This was his only weapon now. He used a smile to resist the indestructible mana, and also used a smile to answer the "persuasion" of the Taoist priest - he would not accept his fate, nor would he surrender.

Zhou Qi's anger rose again, and the mana he input was accidentally a little faster. He rushed from the Jiang Palace to the front of the Niwan Palace. Just one, light punch, and this kid who dared to punch him would become a pile of dead meat.

Zhou Qi stopped the last blow in time. There was still something to do. If this kid dared to refuse his mind control, he would definitely use it to take away every bit of his memory.

It didn't matter whether there were clues about Yi Shijun in his memory. The key was to make Mu Xingqiu understand the difference between the strong and the weak. It was the duty of the weak to accept the domination of the strong.

Mu Xingqiu finally experienced the pain of the "Fu Ri Mang" realm. Strangely, this feeling was more like a relaxation, as if falling from a cliff, falling continuously, so that a certain balance was finally produced.

Too much mana and spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered in the Niwan Palace. Mu Xingqiu originally planned to use them to fight a decisive battle with external mana, but he couldn't move at all. They stagnated and tightly surrounded the inner elixir that had stopped rotating.

Snap.

A crisp sound.

Only Mu Xingqiu could hear it, because it came from the inner elixir. The broken inner elixir was re-integrated in the ultimate pain.

The arrow-like mind control technique shot again.

Mu Xingqiu swung his fist again, and this time he could feel the real power.