Exorcism

Sun Yulu has been in Taoism for many years. Ever since she survived the love tribulation and successfully rose to the realm of swallowing smoke more than five years ago, she had a premonition that her cultivation realm was coming to an end. This kind of premonition of Taoist priests is usually very accurate, because this kind of premonition itself will cause them to lose the vital enterprising spirit. Just three years later, Sun Yulu's spiritual realm quickly rose to the fifth level of smoke swallowing, and as expected, he stopped moving forward. .

More than two years of stagnation is not a long time. Most Taoist priests will continue to try at this time. Sun Yulu is self-aware. Her qualifications can only be considered average among Taoist priests. It is not easy to reach the fifth level of smoke swallowing. She has practiced hard. We may be able to make a little progress if we continue, but it will take decades, and the gains outweigh the losses.

As a result, Sun Yulu reduced the time she spent on daily cultivation, and instead studied a large number of magic techniques in the Dengzhu family. Now she cannot be said to be proficient in everything, but her understanding of the power of the soul is comparable to those who are still practicing diligently. Xingluo Taoist priest.

As soon as she came into contact with the power in the Frost Soul Sword, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. This power was too powerful. An ordinary Dengzhuke magic weapon could hold a hundred souls and was considered useful. A thousand souls would be considered a sharp weapon. Sun Yulu had the impression that there were only a few magical weapons that could be called treasures and could hold more than 100,000. The Frost Soul Sword was one of them, and it was the only magical weapon she had ever touched with her own hands.

The Siming Cauldron is not limited in quantity and can be used to capture and study souls at will. In the minds of the Dengzhuke Taoist priests, it is no longer a magical weapon, but a residence where one's life belongs and a symbol of the power of the soul. Because of this, the style of the Siming Cauldron back then was When Ruhui used his soul to drive Si Mingding, the Dengzhuke Taoist priests would defect collectively because they felt that Feng Ruhui's behavior was a serious blasphemy.

Facing such a powerful soul power, Sun Yulu was like a gambler who suddenly had countless chips and could place bets at will. She was a little reserved at first, but soon became lavish, but she always kept a glimmer of clarity in her heart: these The chips don't belong to her, she can squander them. But it cannot be taken as your own, let alone destroyed.

With such a customer mentality, Sun Yulu never used her full strength, let alone took any precautions. In fact, she had nothing to guard against. The dead soul after seven days had no independent consciousness and ability. After being restrained, it was completely controlled by the magic weapon. It was impossible to backfire on the caster, unless Mu Xingqiu suddenly made a sinister move, but she believed that this There is absolutely no evil intention among Ming Nian Xin Ke disciples.

When the cool air penetrates into the palm of my hand. When she flowed into the Niwan Palace along her meridians, Sun Yulu was suddenly startled, but she was unable to resist. Even the protective power of the fundamental concealment method had no time to react to the intruder.

Sun Yulu fell into the boundless darkness and lost all control over herself.

The other person regained his sight and saw the most familiar figure. Time seemed to have not passed. His appearance had not changed, but his eyes were more reserved than before. There is no hairpin on the head.

She wanted to show a smile, but this new body was unwilling to obey her will, and her muscles were as stiff as pieces of wood.

Time is running out. She concentrated all her will on her lips and throat, and shouted hoarsely: "Xiaoqiu."

Mu Xingqiu devoted himself to casting spells, constantly stimulating the power of the soul in the Frost Soul Sword, and at the same time secretly understood Sun Yulu's spell-casting skills. I hope I can learn a move or two from it, but suddenly, Sun Yulu stopped casting spells. Without any warning or prompting, the power of the soul turned into a straight, domineering tornado.

The seven groups of demonic clouds immediately noticed this change, and at the same time issued the last move - the wrath of the demonic clouds. This is the roar of the demon clan. The sound is emitted from the inside of the demonic clouds, with light green demonic fires coming one after another. Each group of demonic clouds Yaoyundu roared hundreds of times in a very short period of time, and the seven waves of sound cooperated tacitly. Some directly entangled with the tornado, and some attacked from the side, like a pack of evil wolves besieging a lone tiger.

It was at this moment that Mu Xingqiu heard the word "Xiaoqiu". This name seemed very strange coming from Sun Yulu's mouth. Mu Xingqiu immediately understood who was speaking, and he almost stopped casting the spell because of this. The tornado dropped hundreds of feet in an instant. He hurriedly continued to cast the spell, but he was so excited that he could hardly control himself. "You are really still alive."

The fighting situation in the air suddenly changed, and all the Taoist priests on the ground were confused. Feng Dongchen and Zhang Suqin were still repairing the invisible shields above their heads to block the thick unclean air that had filled the entire valley. They were not floating randomly, but It is constantly exerting pressure on the shield, trying to occupy this small remaining space.

Xin Youtao and the other three people were also constantly driving away the rain of demonic clouds that was still falling. None of them noticed the strange conversation between Mu Xingqiu and Sun Yulu.

"Sun Yulu, concentrate!" Zhang Suqin could not blame Mu Xingqiu, so she could only scold fellow Taoist priests severely.

"Look!" Xin Youtao pointed at the sky and shouted.

A powerful sound was falling from the sky, and the demonic fire on the surface burned even more vigorously in the unclean air. The seven demonic cloud envoys were able to allocate their strength to directly attack the Taoist priests.

The new king, Yin Buchen, raised his head and looked at the flaming sound with growing momentum with infinite reverence. He excitedly said loudly: "The wrath of the demon cloud! The wrath of the demon cloud! King Yu, open your eyes wide. , no matter how powerful your wings are, can they block such power? Beast monsters are not the future at all, but magic is the future! All monsters can learn magic! Thank you, Laojun, for rediscovering the ancient magic. Thank you to us, the new generation of Ishiki, for making these sorcery real weapons instead of just a bunch of words..."

Feather King Fedong stood blankly, with his mouth wide open, but could not utter a word. He was the Demon King and had experienced a lot. He had known about the existence of Shengyun for a long time, but he saw the wrath of Demonic Cloud for the first time. Still shocked.

The group of demons watching the battle on the peak finally raised their heads, and were shocked by the wrath of those demon clouds. "Holy Cloud is invincible!" Lao Chuang was the first to shout, and then all the demon soldiers followed suit.

The human slave Deng Xian screamed miserably, holding his head with both hands, filled with regret. Ouyang Huan also lay on the ground, stunned and puzzled. He and his master Hong Futian often interacted with the demon clan, but the demon skills they saw today were completely different. It exceeded his imagination and expectations. The whole world has really been turned upside down. The Taoist priests are no longer aloof and the demon clan is no longer weak and can be bullied. Only the casual cultivators are still struggling in the cracks.

Mu Xingqiu turned a blind eye or heard nothing about everything in the sky and on the earth, on the peaks and in the valleys. He was still casting spells, urging the power of his soul to fight. But this is just a habitual behavior. Even if there is nothing in the sky and the enemies are routed, he will still continue to cast spells.

He was talking to Fangfang, who was occupying Sun Yulu's body. Except for the first sentence, the two of them stopped talking. Fangfang found that it was more convenient to talk with thoughts and magic.

"I don't have much time. This body is not suitable for me. I will have to go back soon."

"Fangfang, are you still alive? What on earth is going on?" Countless questions flashed through Mu Xingqiu's mind.

"I can't explain clearly. I only remember the scene of the Broken Pill. There was light in my eyes, and then darkness. I don't know how long it took. You woke me up. I felt your presence, but I couldn't communicate with you. Then you disappeared again."

Mu Xingqiu understood that this was what happened when he used the Fish-Dragon Formation to activate his soul power for the first time a few years ago. He connected himself with the soul in the sword as a whole, thus awakening Fangfang.

In the past few years, it was precisely to protect the soul within the sword. Mu Xingqiu rarely used the Frost Soul Sword. When he did, he would appear as the core of the Fish-Dragon Formation. He couldn't feel the movements of a single soul. If Sun Yulu hadn't studied his living soul, he would never have been able to communicate with Fangfang.

"Is it the page of memory you left me? I have never understood it."

"Not just that, I will re-transmit my memory to you so that you can see more clearly. I want to tell you that I can still practice, but I always feel that I am still missing something."

"The soul." Mu Xingqiu said immediately. He removed all protective power and opened his mind, allowing Fangfang to see his memory of the soul.

"That's it." Fangfang understood, "I believe that the young devil will return your soul sooner or later. Before that, you must continue to study the soul and increase the power of the Frost Soul Sword, and you must be the best during practice. So hold the sword, maybe you can help me practice."

"Will you be resurrected then?" Mu Xingqiu was most concerned about this matter.

"I don't know. I can't seem to adapt to any body anymore, but I hope to continue practicing. I need you to help me start over."

"I will."

Fangfang was silent for a while, "Xiaoqiu, do you remember what I said to you?"

"Never admit defeat."

"Well, don't let love get in your way, just get through it."

"But..." Mu Xingqiu couldn't do it and didn't want to do it.

"If you want to help me continue to practice, you have to survive the love tribulation. This is the only choice. When you see the memory I left for you later, you will understand that everything has its origin, and so does Tao Fire."

Fangfang's voice disappeared.

Sun Yulu woke up from the boundless darkness. It seemed that only a moment had passed. She heard the urgent shouts of the Taoist priests and the roar of the demons on the top of the mountain. Smiling a few feet away, Zhang Suqin and Feng Dongchen tried their best, but the shield was still gradually shrinking and was about to completely collapse.

The tornado formed by the power of the soul has also retreated to a length of more than a hundred feet.

"Oh my God." Sun Yulu was shocked. She didn't have time to think about what happened just now. She immediately cast a spell to regain the upper hand. She only hoped that it would be too late. wwｋｎsc

But her hand was bounced away, and the power came from Mu Xingqiu himself.

"What are you doing?" Sun Yulu asked in surprise.

Mu Xingqiu didn't answer. He saw the second page of memories that Fangfang had re-transmitted to him, and finally understood why she wanted to survive the love crisis on his own.

He felt sad, he felt angry, and he also felt an inexplicable relief. Everything has its origin, so why do we have to create forms such as tornadoes, light green demonic fire, and sound waves?

The tornado that was more than a hundred feet suddenly disappeared.

Another force emitted from the Frost Soul Sword, a more pure force.

In Mu Xingqiu's hands, the Frost Soul Sword was no longer a magical weapon, but his closest companion. The two of them cast spells together, creating unprecedented power.

A beam of light shot into the sky.

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