Chapter 0906 The Last Chance

A Taoist priest with a radiant body suddenly jumped out of the light column, holding a sword in one hand and a bell in the other.

The sword light was like a scimitar, radiating obliquely in all directions. Each time the angle and direction were different, but it could pass through half of the imperial capital and move towards the far distance, with faster and faster speeds, until it did not stop beyond the limit of vision.

The bell sounded, spreading at the same time as the sword light, each one was soul-stirring, but it made the beast monster feel more painful. It could barely stay in the air, but now it fell like a half-demon.

Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao felt happy physically and mentally. The attraction of the light column to them disappeared, and there was a faint sense of feeding back. The two floated steadily in the air, almost without casting spells.

Yin Buchen was a half-demon, and Feixiao was a pure beast. Their reactions to the sword light and bell sound were exactly the same: they were flustered, felt obviously dizzy, and their bodies trembled violently. They seemed to fall to the ground like a beast demon, but a little resistance could greatly alleviate the symptoms, but they would not feel happy anyway.

Mr. Qin's nails were too strong, and the candle broke at once. He raised his head and looked at the radiant Taoist priest, slowly remembering some very distant past events, with an expression of incredible surprise on his face.

The Taoist priest's sword light and bell sound stopped after 33 times, and the light on his body disappeared, but there was still a thin line of light on his back connected to the light column hundreds of steps away. His sword turned pure white, and the bell was still in the shape of a flame. This was a golden bell of flowing fire.

The Taoist priest was about thirty years old, with a thick black beard and sharp features like a knife or an axe. After casting the spell, he closed his eyes, protected the position of his lower dantian with his right hand, and raised the white sword straight up, about two feet above his head. His left arm was stretched out straight, with the golden bell in his hand facing down. His right leg was slightly bent, and his left ankle was placed on his right knee. He took a strange posture and entered a state of meditation.

He did not notice the danger from the surroundings.

"Who is this?" Yin Buchen asked in a trembling voice.

Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao could not answer this question. This was a completely unfamiliar Taoist priest, but he inspired a strong sense of intimacy and trust in their hearts. The two flew side by side to a place more than thirty steps in front of the Taoist priest, slightly lower. Although they did not receive any request, they automatically prepared to protect the law.

On the ground, the beast demons huddled together, trembling, not even daring to raise their heads. The beast demons were always known for their bravery, preferring suicide rather than surrendering, but now they were as weak as a group of mice cornered by a cat. They had clearly recovered their demonic powers, but they dared not resist, or even escape.

Only Pei Zihan stood up, his heart was trembling, because he was too scared to cast a spell, but he could still stand, instead of lying on the ground, and even open his mouth to speak, "Get up, my warrior, this is just a Taoist priest, we...we..."

Suddenly he couldn't continue, because he didn't know why he was fighting and why he came to the imperial capital, the evil thoughts disappeared, and the goal he led the beast demons to fight and sacrifice for suddenly became stupid.

Pei Zihan was so ashamed that he stood there motionless, his skull-like face expressionless, but his eyes were already lost.

The unconscious half-demons woke up, their bodies shaking more severely than the beast demons, because they became too "normal", directly restored to the state before they were chosen by the demons many years ago, and now they are ordinary humans and demons again.

Half-demons woke up like a dream, but they missed that dream. Even though they suffered a miserable defeat and abandonment in the dream, and had to hide in the darkest underground, they still had a power that could not be ignored. While they were avoiding the strong, they could still look down on the common people. Suddenly, they woke up and returned to the common people, and there was nothing special about their bodies.

Nearly a hundred half-demons cried, first one, then all of them, sitting barefoot, pounding the ground with their hands, and soon they burst into tears. No matter how young or gray-haired they were, they were all heartbroken for waking up from the dream.

Amid the cries, the residents of the Imperial Capital walked out of their homes one after another. The unconscious people woke up. Unlike the half-demons, they opened their eyes and walked into an absurd dream: the damage to the Imperial Capital was not particularly serious, at least not to the point of being devastated, but the City of Talismans without talismans was like a towering tree without roots. The taller it grew, the more precarious it looked.

This was not the city before they fainted. The residents were at a loss. The streets seemed safer. They gathered in groups, looking up at the pillar of light rising into the sky and several strange strangers. Fortunately, the chief talisman master and Pei Shuai of the monk group were still there. Under the influence of these two people, the residents of the Imperial Capital unconsciously developed a good impression of the Taoist priests in the air, and no one ran away.

Many talisman masters were surprised to find that the fire sacrifice seal on their backs and the talismans on their bodies were gone, disappearing completely. There were still a few talismans left on the street, and their magic power was too weak to be used. The monks were even more panicked. The inner elixir they had cultivated with great effort, the most important symbol that distinguished them from other people, was now either completely destroyed or greatly weakened. However, they did not cry like the half-demons, and there was still a glimmer of hope in their hearts, because Pei Shuai was still floating in the air.

Almost all the residents of the entire Imperial Capital came out and looked up together, but almost no one asked or discussed it. Only occasionally when someone saw the beast demon and Pei Zihan's skull face, they would scream in fear, and then they would run out two streets and merge into the crowd and no longer be afraid.

They were all waiting. Although no one gave orders, they were all waiting, but no one knew what they were waiting for.

In the inner courtyard of the palace, Emperor Ci and Empress Xun also walked out of the room, surrounded by their guards, and stood in the courtyard looking up at the sky. The two of them stood at the pinnacle of power of the Shengfu Dynasty, and their every move attracted much attention, and a single order could have an impact. The fate of all living beings. Just last night, they were the most important characters on the stage, staged the highlight of the coup and the smashing of the coup. At this moment, the emperor and the queen were no different from ordinary humans, watching with confusion and reverence. The real "god".

The Taoist priests had stopped casting spells long ago, but all mortals still felt that this was God, the God who could decide life and death. They vaguely felt that this was what they were waiting for - God's declaration.

Yin Buchen's heart was not filled with the glory of God. He was still looking around as usual, eagerly looking for any suspicious signs to judge the situation at hand. After a while, he whispered: "Mr. Hun, do you still want to Candles?"

Mu Donger did not wake up, and was still more than a foot away from the thin gossamer light. Mr. Qin stared blankly at the Taoist priest and murmured: "It's too late, it's too late..."

"Haha, if Taoist Master were here, he would definitely have a lot to say. He doesn't like the words 'too late' the most. Mr. Soul, do you recognize this Taoist priest?"

"More than acquaintance."

Yin Buchen listened carefully, but Mr. Qin refused to continue.

"Retreat? Retreat to where?"

"The world is so big... Go find the Spirit King and other beast masters. Dao Zun himself will always come out. He is so powerful, and Zuo Liuying and Laojun are with him. There is nothing they can't do..."

"There is nothing that cannot be done... For more than 130,000 years, what is he doing? What am I doing? Power changes all living beings and all things... There is nothing that cannot be done... Think about it, think about it hard... Nothing Things that cannot be done..."

Yin Buchen began to feel that the demon soul had lost its mind. It seemed that the Taoist priest flying out of the light pillar would not embarrass Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao, let alone harm Queen Xun. He had no reason to stay anymore, so he looked at Feixiao With one glance, he changed direction and prepared to leave quietly.

"Have you ever studied the Seven Elements of Zhengfa?" Mr. Qin suddenly looked at Yin Buchen, his eyes were surprisingly bright, which startled the half-demon.

"Zhengfa Qiyuan?"

"You call it Demon Lord Zhengfa."

"I have learned... a little bit. It was rewarded to me by Taoist Master. It's just a few articles, not all of them, so we didn't dare to practice too deeply. We only added a little bit to the method of refining beasts."

"That's enough. You have demonic power. I'll teach you a simple set of spells to cast on him."

"Who? That Taoist priest? Don't be kidding, haven't you seen what he's capable of? I..."

"I saw it." Mr. Qin said sternly, "The thirty-three movements of the white sword and the fire bell will bring back the clearest memories of all sentient beings before sunset. By then, he will know almost everything about the world. Before midnight, he will It can absorb most of the power of Dao Tribulation and reach the state of perfection, leaving you only a little time."

"Me?" Yin Buchen had never felt that he was so important. He turned around and took a look. Time passed quickly, and it was probably less than half an hour until dark.

"It's you, you can make his mood fluctuate and create a chance for me."

"What chance?" Yin Buchen became more and more uneasy, and Feixiao was even more panicked, but without Yin Buchen's mind, it couldn't cast complex spells, so it had to stay, but it urged Yin Buchen to leave quickly through Lingxi.

"I want to cast a spell on Mu Dong'er's body for the last time to strengthen its sensitivity to the soul, so that Mu Xingqiu and the others can be released."

Yin Buchen swallowed, "Does it have to be me? Actually...you are so powerful, and that Taoist priest is motionless..."

"If you lose this opportunity, how will you explain to the Spirit King in the future?" Mr. Qin's eyes became more severe. After a moment, he changed to a calm tone and said, "I will make up for your Zhengfa Qiyuan."

"real?"

Mr. Qin was silent. Yin Buchen and Fei Xiao looked at each other again and nodded seriously, "Okay, let's fight. Well... we still have time to escape after that, right?"

"Come here." Mr. Qin seemed very anxious. He did not answer Yin Buchen's doubts, but directly taught him the spell in a low voice, "Do you remember?"

"It's quite simple. I didn't expect Demon Lord Zhengfa to be so useful..."

"Take action." Mr. Qin ordered. For more than 130,000 years, even though he was always being hunted by the Taoists, he had never been so urgent.

Yin Buchen was accustomed to obeying the strong and immediately cast the spell he had just learned. This was an illusion. It was different from the demon illusions he knew and the mental illusions and Taoist illusions he had seen. It required a little demonic power. , there are really not many people in this world who can cast it. Half-demon and possessed demons have not learned the Demon Lord's righteous method. Even if they have not lost their power, they cannot cast this illusion.

The illusion was invisible and flew quietly towards the Taoist priest who was thinking. When he was ten steps away, the Taoist priest suddenly emitted a very strong light, covering the area within ten steps. Figures flashed quickly on the surface of the light. They were all Taoist priests. After dressing up, the humans on the ground were suddenly frightened, but Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao in the air were shocked because they saw some familiar faces, these people should be hiding in the Taoist hiding place.

Yin Buchen was even more surprised and regretted participating in this matter.

Mr. Qin jumped up and jumped to a height of several feet, but his body fell on the turtle's back again. He was so weak that he didn't even breathe. He seemed to be dead.

This is the opportunity he wants. He wants to use his demon soul to stimulate Mu Dong'er's physical sensing ability. He wants to rescue Mu Xingqiu and tell him that the master of the demon calamity is not the Third Ancestor of the Taoist Sect.