Chapter 0864 Qilin Eye
Mu Xingqiu is not an indecisive person. He has a simple idea: most of the information is in the hands of Taoism and the demons. He can only wander around the periphery, and there is always an insurmountable wall between him and the truth. Since So, what's the point of speculating on the truth? Why not break through the wall and rush in to see what's going on?
Mu Xingqiu has always done this since he was a child, and there has always been a voice reminding him: the wall is the truth, and destroying the wall destroys the truth.
He doesn't care. If the wall is really important, it should be clearly marked on it. What's ridiculous is that Taoism and the demons always claim that all living beings lack wisdom, but at the same time they are unwilling to say anything explicitly, for fear that all living beings can guess. Reveal secrets and see through the truth.
Mu Xingqiu was angry about this. He really wanted to shout to the Patriarch and all the high-ranking Taoist priests: "Let's fight openly. The hidden truth is no different from no truth."
As for the demons, Mu Xingqiu didn't even think of shouting. This was a battle of tactics. Any language or scene was one of the methods of the battle. If the demons wanted to disturb his mind with endless "truths", he had to use Destruction in response.
He has absorbed about 70% of the power of the demonic calamity, and now he is using it all. The inner alchemy is spinning crazily. He understands why it is necessary to absorb the demonic calamity with the true and illusory body. It is a leap to temporarily upgrade from concentrating to serving the moon. , is also a tear, and a mortal body that has not undergone corresponding training cannot bear it.
Only the half-virtual and half-real body of true illusion can stand firm in the torrent of power. Neither the Dragon Demon nor Huanyue is strong enough, so they must be combined into one.
Even if it was just for the two of them, Mu Xingqiu would not flinch or hesitate.
Taking Yue Mang's first level, second level, third level... the power of mind-reading illusion is still gradually increasing, and he wants to squeeze out all the potential of the eighth level illusion.
The strong wind roared in the valley, seeming to uproot the Nebula tree. The light spots in the sky disappeared, and all the seeds were attached to the mother tree to protect their safety.
Mu Xingqiu faintly heard the screams, but he was unmoved. He only wanted to force all the demon species out, see them with his own eyes, destroy them with his own hands, and then tell what the "truth" was.
The voice of the demons sounded again, this time with a little more anger. There are probably few opponents who can fight more and more bravely under the offensive of the demons' illusions. "You only have the strength to serve the Yuemang realm temporarily. If you can defeat all Demon species, why didn't Dao Tong take action himself? Fang Xunmo has this strength. Dao Tong after him can also have the same or even stronger strength by using the nine treasures. Have you ever thought about why they didn't do it? "
think? Mu Xingqiu has long passed the "thinking" stage. Now he only wants to fight and win, and does not even consider whether he has the strength. At this moment, he has become the Xiaoqiu from Yelin Town, stubborn, He refused to admit defeat and dared to fight with a group of children.
"You're not strong enough!" The demon's voice roared, and green light began to emerge from the Nebula Tree. One after another, they all flew to the middle of the valley, where the Demon Suppressing Bell used to be. Green lights gathered in the sky, joining There are more and more people, and they are getting faster and faster.
Thirty-three thousand nebula trees and thirty-three thousand demon species all came out, gathered together, and turned into a green demon body. They finally understood one thing, it was impossible to defeat this human with illusions alone. .
The green demon rushed towards Mu Xingqiu. He did not use magic, but wanted to kill the enemy with pure physical strength.
Mu Xingqiu retracted the illusion that spread all over the valley and shot out a lightning bolt. Only a strong person above the level of concentration could see how special this lightning was. Every inch of it was different, and the ratio of reality to reality was ever-changing. The green demons couldn't bear it. One spell, but an endless stream of tens of thousands of spells.
The demon was blocked and flew forward with difficulty. Occasionally, its body would tremble slightly, and then a green light would fly out and disappear completely.
Mu Xingqiu's illusion power has been upgraded to the sixth level of Yue Mang, surpassing his ancestor Fang Xunmo, but this is not the end. He feels more excited than ever. He believes that he still has potential to be tapped, and the 30% of the demonic calamity that has not been absorbed is correct. It shakes like an iceberg under the sun, quickly merges with the body of the real illusion, and then used to enhance the inner elixir.
The first time he used the power of Demonic Tribulation, Mu Xingqiu needed to rest quickly. At the critical moment of life and death, he didn't feel tired at all. When he was absorbing the demonic calamity before, he had to keep thinking and eat bit by bit, but now he was devouring it in large gulps. Doing so would cause huge damage to the real and illusory body. He didn't care at all, he just wanted to defeat the demon in front of him. The green demon clan will not hesitate even if their souls are scattered.
The body of the demon was slightly deformed, but it still moved forward slowly, getting closer and closer. The demon was different from Taoism. The loss of one demon had no impact on the overall strength. If they could not all be eliminated, it would mean that the attack would be defeated. Mu Xingqiu knew this very well, so he didn't dare to relax at all.
This is a fierce battle that has not happened in the world for tens of thousands of years. The power of both sides is highly concentrated. As long as there is a little leakage, it is enough to kill the Xingluo Taoist priest.
But no one could see this scene. He was less than ten steps away from Mu Xingqiu. No matter how long his four pairs of eyes stared, they could only see the wind rising and falling. The nebula trees in the valley were sometimes still and sometimes swaying. Feixiao yawned out of boredom. Bu Shen rubbed his eyes frequently, Black Phoenix folded his wings and stood on one leg.
Yang Qingyin and Flea are still trying to find clues. The battle is definitely not over, and there is no winner. This situation is not only worrying, but it also means hope.
"How long?" Yin Buchen asked. Since it got dark, Wangshan has not changed in any way. There are no stars or moon, and the sun has been reluctant to rise. He only knew one thing. The boring waiting even overwhelmed him. deep-rooted fear.
"If Dao Zun defeated the demons... wow..." Yin Buchen couldn't think of the details of the battle, so he could only imagine the scene after the victory, "Dao Zun saved the whole world, the demons knelt down and humans knelt down, Dao Zun also had to humble himself. The Taoist priest came out and knelt down and asked, "Where have you been?" The Taoist priest said with a red face, "Haha, haha, if the Taoist priest doesn't ask, I have to ask. Then, the world will be peaceful." , as soon as Taoist Master opens his mouth, who dares to fight between monsters and humans? Everyone, you live your life and I live mine. Monsters can also be Taoist priests, and humans can... can also make demon pills or something... "
Yang Qingyin usually didn't like to listen to nagging, but now she wanted Yin Buchen to keep talking. She had a feeling that a long, long time had passed, but she couldn't tell whether this was true or an illusion caused by anxious waiting. The steady sound at least proves that time is really passing by.
But even Yin Buchen couldn't chatter anymore. He even had the courage to walk around for a short time. He came back soon and had nothing to do, so he stared at the flea's red eye and observed carefully. Because it was the only one that never seemed tired. After a long time, he said in surprise: "Flea can see Taoist Master!"
Yang Qingyin hurriedly turned around and stared at the other yellow eye. After a moment, she also saw that Mu Xingqiu's back was indeed in the flea's eyes. He should still be in the original position and had not moved.
The flea was also motionless. Even if Yang Qingyin and Yin Buchen blocked its eyes, it had no effect on it. Another picture was still reflected in the two eyes.
Yin Buchenteng turned around and looked towards the valley. Nothing had changed. There was nothing in the sky where the demons were.
Yang Qingyin also saw it. She walked forward slowly and reached out to touch. When she approached Mu Xingqiu's position, she paused briefly, then walked over and stood at the edge of the pavilion.
Yin Buchen observed through the eyes of a flea, "Dao Zun is fine... I understand, Dao Zun is in the void! He entered the void because the demons have not come out yet, so they can only fight there!"
Yang Qingyin said nothing and suddenly flew towards the valley. The restrictions on Wangshan were still there, but she used natural magic to fly without being restrained.
Black Phoenix followed closely, and Yin Buchen was startled. "Tao Zun asked us to wait here. If Flea casts a spell at this time..."
Yang Qingyin had already gone far away. Yin Buchen hesitated again and again, but still did not follow. He said to Feixiao: "We serve the Taoist Master, not the Spirit King."
Feixiao nodded deeply.
Not long after, Yang Qingyin flew back, holding a dry root in her hand, "The Nebula Tree is dying."
"Really? You can't tell from here."
A smile appeared on Yang Qingyin's face, "The crown of the tree has not changed much. The roots and trunk are dead. It starts from the middle and is spreading to the surroundings. Do you know what this means?"
"Dao Zun is killing demons! Oh my God, Dao Zun can really kill demons. Oh my God, that is to say... Oh my god, no, ancient god, Dao Zun is really likely to win..." Yin Buchen hurriedly got to Flea. In front of my eyes, I observed more carefully. Although the scene I saw was very small, it was better than knowing nothing.
The hope in Yang Qingyin's heart was also rising, a hope that she had never dared to imagine before.
The black phoenix suddenly screamed. Yang Qingyin raised her head and looked towards the entrance of Wangshan Mountain. Several figures were flying towards here.
"You are really here!" Bald Man flew over immediately and flew around the pavilion, "Where is Brother Xiaoqiu? Where is Mu Dong'er?"
"How did you find me?" Yang Qingyin asked in surprise.
Xiaohao and Feifei landed, leaving the huge Miushi high in the sky.
"We finally went to the Devil's Finger Mountain Night Tower, but there was nothing there. Even the tower collapsed. I guessed that you would come to watch the mountain."
Yang Qingyin was confused. Devil's Finger Mountain and Wangshan Mountain were not in the same direction. Why did Xiao Hao and the others arrive so quickly? "What time is it now?"
"What happened on the eighth day of October?"
On the eighth day of October, Mu Xingqiu's battle with the demons actually lasted for more than twenty days. Yang Qingyin never expected that so much time had passed.
"Speaking of Mu Dong'er, come and take a look at this." Yin Buchen, who had been staring into the flea's eyes, said.
The bald man rushed over immediately. He didn't know what to look at at first, but it took him a while to realize, "Hey, the one with his back to us is Brother Xiaoqiu. Who is he fighting with? That green guy... really looks like Mu Dong'er. ”