Exorcism

Lao Bang fell onto the boat, and his first words made the demons and casual cultivators feel like they were falling into an ice cave, "The Taoist priests are all possessed by demons, and they will fight here tomorrow.

The soldiers crowded on the deck had already expected bad news, but they never expected such a heavy blow. Sandalwood Burner refused to believe it, "Lao Chong, don't talk nonsense. There are more than 40 Taoist priests. Can everyone be possessed?"

"Oh, by the way, one of them died. She was killed by the dragon demon. She is not ordinary now. She can kill whoever she wants, just wave her finger." The second part of Lao Chong's words caused complete silence on the deck. interest.

Lao Chuang looked around for a few times and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Are you still laughing at this time? As soon as the magician arrives, we will all be killed." Sandalwood Burner completely lost confidence and sighed. Looking at the ship full of soldiers, he felt anxious and wanted to turn back into Sandalwood. original shape.

Lao Chuang said the third paragraph, re-invigorating the morale of the whole army, "Is this the first day we have faced this situation? Who among the monsters on this ship has not been hunted down by Taoist priests? You spirit monsters have grown from monsters to monsters. From that day on, weren’t you surrounded and could be killed at any time? And weren’t you, the casual cultivators, once labeled as traitors by the bullshit dynasty and almost killed? What's the difference between a dozen magicians and... so many magicians now? It's all a battle anyway, unless you are willing to surrender to the country of sacrifice, just to live for a few more years - hey, not necessarily, I saw the demon of the country of sacrifice with my own eyes. The soldiers became the sacrifices of the magicians. Compared with the way they died, I would rather be killed on the battlefield!"

In fact, Lao Chong's purpose was not to boost morale, but to spit out all the words he had been holding in his heart. When he found that all eyes were looking at him, with expectations and enthusiasm, his heart skipped a beat, and he let out a low cry from his chest. roared, and then said: "I am not a big demon, nor am I smart. I can survive until now only because of luck. That's enough. I have no other wish. I just want to fight to the death happily. My life is not worth anything." , but I will never stick my neck out and wait for someone to slash me with a knife, no matter what... I will spray him with blood. "

The demon soldiers all laughed, and the casual cultivators looked at each other. Ouyang Hao expressed what everyone was thinking, "Then spray the demon Taoist priests with their blood. Don't let them think that they are the masters of the world. Besides, we may not be completely defeated. This There are always miracles in the world, and there are always powers that even the strong cannot imagine.

Ouyang Hao took out the three statues of gods in his arms and held them high, "The ancient gods are above, and everything in the world is unknown."

More than half of the soldiers took out the idols, and the remaining monsters and cultivators also showed pious expressions. Every time they experienced a crisis, their faith became deeper. Even those who are bent on death, such as the old collision, still need a little comfort and a little help. confidence.

Sandalwood Burner walked up to Lao Chong, handed him the statue in his hand, and said loudly: "From today on, you are the leader of the Feilong Ship."

Lao Chong was stunned for a moment. This was not what he expected. "Am I the leader? When the war starts tomorrow, I might be the first one to rush forward and be killed."

"Then you should be the leader, even for a day - anyway, I don't dare to be the first to rush forward."

The soldiers laughed louder. Although Sandalwood Burner was older and his actions were more conservative, he was by no means timid. He said this just to motivate Lao Cang.

"That's right." Lao Chong snatched the statue from the sandalwood stove and scanned the deck, "Is anyone dissatisfied?"

No one competes with Lao Chong.

So the casual cultivators used magic to fire off cannons to celebrate the birth of the new leader, and Sandalwood Burner personally came to report the situation to the Spiritual King on the island.

The last bit of nervousness in Yang Qingyin's heart disappeared. She invited the sandalwood burner to land on the island, and then said to Gan Zhiquan: "The flying dragon ship has blessed a lot of spells. It's a pity to waste it. Is it possible to do this? The casual cultivators and most of the demons on the ship The tribe came to the island to form a fish-dragon formation, leaving dozens of demon tribes to control the warships? "

Gan Zhiquan thought for a while, "Okay. Although our inner elixir is a little weaker, the spells are still there. We will take turns adding some more spells to the flying dragon ship later."

The matter was settled in this way. When the sky was getting dark, the sandalwood burner went to the ship to summon the soldiers to the island. Yang Qingyin and Bald Zi also came to the ship together.

Lao Chong chuckled and said, "I'm a good leader. We haven't started the war yet and most of our troops are gone. No matter what, I have to stay. I want to live and die with the flying dragon ship."

Lao Chong has found the feeling of being a leader.

After being busy for half an hour, the casual cultivators and most of the demon clan on the ship left the ship and went to the island. The Demon Suppressing Island was too small. Gan Zhiquan and others had cast spells to create a large piece of land, enough to accommodate thousands of people.

There were only about fifty monsters left on the boat. Sandalwood Lu said to Yang Qingyin: "I'll take you back to the island, King Ling. There's Lao Chong here, don't worry."

Yang Qingyin shook her head, "You go to the island, I will stay and be a soldier for Lao Chuang."

Sandalwood Burner was startled, then bowed and retreated without asking any questions. A fight to the death was imminent, and no explanation was needed for any choice.

Lao Chuang looked down at the thin Spirit King and blinked, "You want to be a soldier?"

"What, you think I'm not good at it?" Yang Qingyin waved her fist, "I don't have an inner elixir, but I have practiced Bone Forging Fist and I can still fight. Do you want to try it?"

Lao Chong likes fighting the most, but he will never fight with a banshee or a woman, let alone the other party is the Spirit King. He shook his head hastily, "I won't try."

"There is also Baldy to protect me." Yang Qingyin said.

The fish-dragon formation has begun to be practiced on the island. Gan Zhiquan and others have come to the ship one after another to bless the spells. Most of the spells will be triggered by magic weapons and do not require the care of casual cultivators.

"It's all magic. Can't the flying dragon ship charge?" Lao Chong was disappointed.

"There will be a chance." Yang Qingyin knew very well that the magic priests' fighting style was the same as that of the Taoist priests, and they would not allow the flying dragon ship to approach.

The last one to board the boat to bless spells was Xiao Hao. She also brought a straw hat to Yang Qingyin, "Zuo Liuying gave it to you. He said that this straw hat has a little bit of magic in it and you can use it to cast spells. It's better than nothing." Also, don’t go more than five miles away from the island, Zuo Liuying will contact you through Straw Hat at any time.”

Xiao Hao left, and Yang Qingyin stopped her, "Tell me the truth, do you think Zuo Liuying has... other plans?"

Xiaohao smiled like a mature adult, "I don't know if he has any other plans, but I have one." She lowered her voice: "If we come to a dead end, I will die with him."

Xiao Hao blinked her eyes, regained her naughty attitude as a little girl, and flew away happily, shaking the little turtle in her hand.

Yang Qingyin thought blankly for a while, then put on the straw hat Zuo Liuying gave her, and quickly felt the magic power inside. It was indeed not much. Not to mention the fire of lunar fire, even the ordinary spells she had learned before were very powerful. It is difficult to cast, but she can control a large number of spells blessed on the ship. In this way, she will not be useless.

"Bald man, go and bring the half-demon on the island." Yang Qingyin said.

There were many half-demon on the island, and Baldzi knew which one Yang Qingyin was referring to. Not long after, he flew back with Tuo Yong, a descendant of the Sacrifice King clan.

Tuo Yong had already woken up, and was bound by the free rope, unable to perform magic. He was so panicked that he didn't dare to say a word.

Yang Qingyin had nothing to ask, and only had one thought in her mind: If she could hear Mu Xingqiu speak through Tuo Yong tomorrow, she would have no regrets.

She tried not to think about Mu Dong'er. For some reason, after hearing about the various actions of the Dragon Demon, she still believed that the Dragon Demon would not harm her son.

A cheer came from the island, and Bald Man said happily: "Look, Feifei's fish-dragon formation has taken shape."

Yang Qingyin and the monsters on the deck all looked towards the Demon-Suppressing Island several miles away. In the night, there was a swaying giant standing on the island. Although it was still as clumsy as a baby, it was indeed the form of a fish-dragon formation. .

"This is the beginning of a war." Lao Chongchang waved his fist at the giant, "Even if Mu Xingqiu is still here, he can't do better, right?"

"No." Yang Qingyin smiled, but her heart ached with nostalgia. She envied Xiao Hao.

"Brothers, what are you waiting for? Let's get to work." Lao Chong ordered in a rough voice. The demon soldiers took their positions. The flying dragon ship relied on magic and sorcery to sail. The crew's task was to guard the demon weapons and magic weapons everywhere. , trigger it proactively when necessary, and can protect yourself or attack.

The position assigned to Yang Qingyin was at the bow of the ship. In front of her were dozens of magic tools of casual cultivators, including more than ten swords. With the help of a straw hat, she checked one by one to determine what kind of spells were in the magic tools. Gradually I figured it out.

Half-demon Tuoyong stood not far behind Yang Qingyin. The fear in his heart disappeared. He became increasingly confused about what these humans and demons were doing. "Ahem...you really want to start a war with the magicians?"

"They are coming." Yang Qingyin said without looking back. The bald man's eyes never left the half-demon.

"You know you can't defeat him, right? I've seen the strength of the magician."

"Well, then you will have the opportunity tomorrow to see what true resistance is and what a true warrior is."

"A warrior must also have strength." Tuo Yong couldn't help but sneer.

Yang Qingyin didn't feel the need to explain to the half-demon prisoner, but just like the beast-demon Lao Cang, she also had some words in her heart that she couldn't express, "The one who has strength is the strong one. The strong one weighs the pros and cons and does what he wants." He can either stand up or grovel, but real warriors have to choose between life and death, but they will never surrender."

Tuo Yong wanted to laugh, but he held back, because the weird head was staring at him sternly, the red light of the magic eye on the head flashed, and he just whispered softly: "It turns out that warriors are all fools."

Yang Qingyin had nothing to say to the half-demon. As the stars and the moon moved by and the night was about to pass, she felt a little nervous again, but she was no longer afraid. When the sun came up, she glanced at the giant on the island who could move freely, and turned her head to palm. The captain of the ship said, "It's an honor to fight alongside you."

Lao Chong grinned and didn't say a word. He was not good at words in the first place. Those few paragraphs yesterday had exhausted his talent. Today, he just wanted to fight.

Half an hour later, dozens of warships arrived from the South China Sea, and the first to attack was a spell rainstorm.