Chapter 0740 Dao Fire and Soul

When Daotong used nine treasures to strengthen the ban on Zhibu State, both humans and monsters inside felt it.

The demon slaves and the people in the land illusion felt nine consecutive violent vibrations, each one as strong as the last. It was obviously a perfect weather with high sky and clear clouds, but there was a roaring thunder, accompanied by bursts of shattering sounds, as if The strong wind broke trees.

Above the ocean, Mu Xingqiu and Yishijun could see more clearly. Strange lights flashed one after another in the sky and on the bottom of the sea. Each time, Zhibu State became hotter, and more spiritual energy of heaven and earth emerged from the sea water. and unclean air.

Lord Yishi stared at the sky blankly, and then said after calming down: "Is Dao Tong using the treasure to completely seal Zhibu State? They must also find that the Dao fire is burning more intensely, do you see it? It means Zhibu State The bang is still so big, but in fact it has been compressed into a large piece, so the pressure is greater and the fire is hotter. "

Mu Xingqiu discovered it, and also realized that all the illusions in Zhizuo State were in danger. He had created many small illusions on the seabed, and then discarded them. Now they are being destroyed one after another. If this continues, the big illusions on land will not be around for long. It would be destroyed in one day. He and Ishi-kun could endure the furnace-like temperature, but those demon slaves and the people would soon die from the heat.

"Strengthen the Great Illusion first, it will soon be unable to hold on..."

"Idiot," Mr. Yishi stared at Mu Xingqiu in shock and interrupted him rudely, "haven't you woken up yet? It's useless. There's no such thing as a ten-year illusion. There's not even one year. First, there's the big illusion. Along with a group of little bugs inside, and then you and me, we are all going to be doomed. There is no need to wait for the destruction of the sacred tree, the Tao fire will burn us all..."

"Listen." Mu Xingqiu's tone became stern. Yijun was quite powerful, but he rarely faced off against evenly matched opponents and always stayed away from possible dangers. Therefore, when the danger really came, he was so panicked that he was almost no different from ordinary people. , Mu Xingqiu must stand up and take control of the situation.

"My plan has not changed. I still have to break through the restriction by taking the Rimang Nedan plus the eleventh level of illusion."

"Even if you practice the true illusory inner elixir, the possibility of success is very slim. Even if you get what you want, so what? Who told you that obeying the sun and the eleventh level of illusion can break through the ban of Zhibu State? Even the sacred tree can't do it.

Mu Xingqiu had already begun to cast a spell, "The sacred tree was burned by Tao fire. I was not burned, and neither were you. Even if the hope is smaller than finding a needle in a haystack, I will give it a try. So, shut your mouth and come here help."

Mr. Yishi blushed, not because of shame, but because of anger. No one had ever dared to speak to him in such a tone. A little Taoist priest who only lived for less than thirty years was not qualified. Mr. Yishi's brain A hundred torture methods immediately popped up in his mind, but strangely enough, although his anger was rising, the panic in his heart was lessened - even he, an old insect of more than two thousand years, still hoped when he was desperate. If you can get guidance, just follow behind.

Mr. Yishi was not convinced, but he did not argue and asked stiffly: "Why did you create so many illusions? They will all be crushed later."

"I want you to cast a delay spell in every new illusion. The kind you cast when you were fighting Zuo Liuying can slow down time layer by layer."

"Oh, that's called phaseless ripples. It's my unique skill. Even if I hand it over to you word for word, you still won't be able to learn it..."

Once Mr. Yishi started bragging, he couldn't stop. Mu Xingqiu threw the ancestral fire stick to him, "Use this, the effect will be better."

In just such a short time, Mu Xingqiu had created more than a hundred illusions of different sizes, like a pile of water bubbles squeezed between the big illusion, Taoist forbidden areas, and the remote peninsula.

Lord Yishi held the ancestral fire stick in one hand and the demon soul bead he had made in the other. He thought of taking advantage of others' danger. He was now more than 99% sure that he could defeat Mu Xingqiu...

"Work quickly!"

Mu Xingqiu shouted sharply. Mr. Yishi immediately cast the phaseless ripples on all the new illusions, and found a reason for his obedience in his heart: Don't be anxious, waiting for the opportunity is the wise man's method. What if a little insect can really break through the Taoist restrictions?

Mr. Yishi was half-hearted, but he fully understood Mu Xingqiu's intention. The phaseless ripples in all illusions lasted normally on the side close to the Taoist forbidden area or the remote peninsula, and then gradually lengthened. The closer they were to the great illusion on land, the longer the time. long.

A newly created illusion was shattered.

"Look, I told you that phaseless ripples are only effective in illusions. Even if there is an ancestral fire stick that can make reality appear in reality, it will only be effective on the weak. For example, I can make your body feel like it has been experienced in one day. Seven days of hunger, but it has no effect on the inner elixir. The Taoist prohibition and the Tao fire on the island are much stronger than your inner elixir, so..."

Yishijun kept talking, and Mu Xingqiu was casting spells again. He stretched his arms, his left hand faced the Great Illusion, and his right hand pointed at the deserted peninsula. Both hands simultaneously cast the illusion of mind and heart that combined virtuality and reality. Because the speed of time in the two directions is different, The farther the right hand spell flies, the more normal it is, and the farther away the left hand spell is, the faster it flies. The lightning increases at dozens or hundreds of times, gradually wrapping up the great illusion.

Mu Xingqiu used illusions to carry the pressure brought by Taoist restrictions and the heat generated by Taoist fire, and combined with Yishijun's phaseless ripples, greatly slowed down their transmission speed.

Mr. Yishi shut his mouth and stayed for a while, "You are hitting an egg against a stone. You have accumulated the power of Taoist Restriction and Tao Fire on your right hand. Sooner or later, you will exceed your limit and crush you to pieces."

"The mind illusion technique can be used for many purposes at once. I can continue to practice and strengthen my strength." Mu Xingqiu smiled, "It depends on who is faster."

Yi Shijun was stunned again, and then he said sincerely: "You are really a lunatic."

"A lunatic also needs help. From now on, you have to repair the small loopholes in the illusion and ensure that I don't die of hunger or thirst. I am not picky, as long as I have some food."

"Haha!" Yi Shijun laughed disdainfully, "You have no power to fight back now, I can kill you with just one move."

Yi Shijun glared at Mu Xingqiu very sternly for a while, and suddenly sighed angrily, and flew to repair hundreds of illusions of different sizes within Zhibubang. He is usually crazy, but at a critical moment, he cherishes his life more than any human or demon. Even if there is only a very slim chance, he must seize it firmly. Now his chance is all on Mu Xingqiu.

Mu Xingqiu conjured up two extra arms and practiced boxing. The Taoist restrictions had just been strengthened, so he didn't need to use all his strength to support it, but the danger would accumulate over time, and he had to improve his strength as soon as possible.

This was a race that lasted eight or nine years. At the beginning, Mu Xingqiu had the advantage, but as time went on, the advantage would become smaller and smaller. If Mu Xingqiu couldn't stay ahead, he and Yi Shijun would die, and tens of thousands of humans and monsters in the Great Illusion would also die.

Mu Xingqiu put aside useless thoughts, and he had to seize every moment to practice.

Suddenly, he felt that familiar yet unfamiliar emotion again. There was such a thing a few months ago, when he sent out a powerful illusion, and he still didn't know what the consequences of this action were. After that, he had never had a similar experience again until this moment.

The emotion was still full of anger and strong passion, as if a beast that had been bound for a long time was finally free.

Mu Xingqiu intuitively felt that the emotion was related to Yang Qingyin, so he wanted to help, but the illusion could no longer be sent out, and even the emotion became vague, much weaker than the last time.

But this is a connection after all, and therefore a channel.

This connection is beyond the scope of magic, and Mu Xingqiu was powerless for a while, and could only try to capture the emotion and make it clearer.

Not long after, Mu Xingqiu's heart suddenly shook, and he not only vaguely felt the existence of Yang Qingyin in that emotion, but also Fangfang!

At this moment, he suddenly realized that Fangfang's soul had moved from Yang Qingyin to another person, and the reason why she could still feel the emotion was because of the Frost Soul Sword.

As soon as the thought came up, a ball of Dao fire suddenly separated from the sky of flames on the Far Wilderness Peninsula, breaking through one illusion after another, not affected by the phaseless ripples and illusions, and traveling all the way unimpeded, and soon arrived beside Mu Xingqiu.

Mu Xingqiu was bound by something, and he couldn't cast a spell to resist.

The Dao Fire directly hit his chest, and exploded with a bang. The flame suddenly grew stronger, but it only lasted for a very short moment. Before Yi Shijun's screams in the distance stopped, the flame had gone out.

Yi Shijun flew back and looked at Mu Xingqiu in shock, "What's going on? You... you are not injured."

Mu Xingqiu was not hurt at all. He was more shocked than Yi Shijun, but he found a clue, "It's Fangfang, her soul..."

"Who? Whose soul?" Yi Shijun had heard of Qin Lingshuang's deeds, but didn't take it seriously, especially because he didn't know that a sword with more than 100,000 souls was engraved on one of Mu Xingqiu's bones.

The Dao Fire just now came for the Frost Soul Sword. It suddenly grew stronger and died out. At the same time, Mu Xingqiu could no longer feel that strange emotion. Everything was interrupted.

"It's okay." Mu Xingqiu said, just like he engraved the Frost Soul Sword on his bones and no longer exposed it, he also buried Fangfang in the deepest memory. Just talking about her was like a blasphemy.

Fangfang's soul had never taken the initiative to do anything. This was the only time. Mu Xingqiu was completely relieved. No matter who had the soul outside Zhibubang, they had been recognized and helped by Fangfang's soul.

He was very curious about who had the soul. The first person he thought of was Baldy, but he didn't think it was likely.

Yishijun knew that things were not that simple, and he also knew that he couldn't ask anything. He snorted and pointed to the big illusion on the land and said, "Remind you, my phaseless ripples have penetrated there. The demon slaves can't resist the magic of creating reality from the virtual. Their time is extending, and it has extended more than seven times. There is nothing we can do about it. You have created too many illusions, plus various spells..."

Mu Xingqiu looked at the big illusion, and his eyes penetrated through the heavy spells, and found that everything there was incredibly fast - the time in the illusion was extended, and people outside the illusion saw that time was faster.

More and more houses rose up, fertile fields expanded rapidly, day and night cycled, and everyone walked hurriedly, eager to grow taller and older.

Mu Xingqiu found his younger brother and saw that Erqiu's eyes became more and more calm, and wrinkles gradually appeared on his face.