The Demon Seed has transformed some humans and demons in this world, so that they can find useful information at any time and come and go freely, and the Demon Seed does not care about the situation of living beings, but only wants to find the demon soul in this way.

The effect of demonization is different for everyone, unless with the help of magic weapons, or the person has become a little crazy after entering the demon, it is difficult for even the Taoist priest to recognize the corresponding signs. The art of discerning demons is the strong point of the Dao Discipline Department, Mu Xingqiu is not good at it, and there is no need to identify them one by one, the ordinary people of Broken Flow City have not been invaded by demons, but none of the monks in the sky have been spared.

Wen Huifeng, a Jindan monk of the Hong Order, flew alone, stopped above the lakeshore, and said from afar: "Please forgive me for not recognizing the famous Mu Xingqiu Seeker, the first seat of the Hong Monk Sect respectfully invites the seeker to come to the city for a gathering. ”

Mu Xingqiu nodded in agreement, and when Wen Huifeng turned around and flew away, he said, "I can't tell whether these people are demonic or demonic. ”

The demon invasion was launched by the demon seed, and the demon came from his own misdirection, both of these people Mu Xingqiu have seen it, but now he can't understand the difference.

"Demon invasion will leave a very weak little demon seed in the target's body, and their mind and physique will change accordingly. Entering the demon is purely a change in the mind, if the person who enters the demon is a powerful Taoist, the heart change will gradually lead to the change of the body, if it is an ordinary person, the change of the body will be very slow, and it may not be shown until death. ”

In Mr. Qin's eyes, the monks were not much stronger than ordinary people, and he pondered for a while, "If my guess is correct, these monks are all demon invaders, but they are quite special, there is no demon seed left in the body, and the demon seed is just using them to find my whereabouts." Reluctance to distract forces. Therefore, it is not wrong to say that they are demonic, but they are not demonic themselves, but the demon seed is caused by demonism. ”

"What is a demon, why can a demonizer make the demon seed like a fish in water?" Mu Xingqiu was puzzled, he had been in contact with several demonic Taoists, but he had never figured out where the boundary between normality and demonization was, "Is it to become extreme is to enter the demon?" This Wen Huifeng is more greedy, but there are many greedy people, and the shopkeeper in the Xizhao Building is even more greedy, but he has not entered the demon. ”

The shopkeeper is just an ordinary human, and the demon seed will not waste mana on him.

"What the hell is enchantment. Mr. Qin repeated this sentence. After pondering for a while, "Maybe the first seat of the Honsho will give you an answer." ”

The mood in the city had stopped, everyone dispersed, and a night that should have been lively and prosperous came to an abrupt end, and everyone wanted to find a quiet place to lick the wounds on the love alone, only the monks stopped in mid-air, forming a powerful magic circle, ready to face a powerful opponent, even if they could not defeat him. Also limit his abilities to ensure the safety of the first seat.

Hong Xiuhui, the first time he heard this name, Mu Xingqiu thought of Hong Futian, a non-demon cultivator with unique thoughts and behaviors. Believing in the Cult of the Ancient Gods, he is bent on resolving the hatred and estrangement between humans and demons, and is willing to open his mind to almost any object, but now he welcomes his old people with extreme vigilance.

Mu Xingqiu stretched out his right arm. The palm of his hand was facing the Broken Flow City, the city he had fought so hard to defend, and a thin lightning bolt shot out from the palm of his hand.

Thousands of monks activated the circle at the same time. Preparing for this attack, the lightning disappeared the moment it touched the magic circle, it was like two people pushing each other together, one side suddenly retracted, and the other party was naturally unstable, and the magic circle that had just been urged shook a little, very slightly, even the monks themselves could not feel it, for the stronger, this was an extremely obvious loophole.

No matter how tacitly the monks cooperated, they couldn't compare to the unity of the demon seed, and for Mu Xingqiu, who had just defeated the demon seed, this magic circle was too weak.

There was a crisp snap, and there was no light, electricity, fire, fog, or anything like that, and the monks stopped in mid-air, but the circle had collapsed, and their spells could no longer be combined, but returned to a state of fighting separately. What surprised them even more was still to come, at the same moment that the circle collapsed, the two people in the small boat on the lake were gone.

Broken Flow City is an important town for human beings, and it is not only the magic circle of thousands of monks that protects it, but also a large number of spells that continue to exist, and it is quite dangerous to use teleportation in this environment, even if it is a spiritual Taoist priest, he would not dare to take it lightly.

Mu Xingqiu didn't need someone to lead the way, he had already found the location of the first seat of the Hong Cultivators.

Hong Futian leaned out of the window on the top floor of the tower and looked coldly at the visitors who were floating more than ten steps away. He grew old, and his face was not wrinkled, but the tireless, compassionate look was gone, replaced by an extreme vigilance that only a man in power possesses: he fully understood the importance of power, and imagined in his mind countless envy and pretenders.

The bun on Hong Futian's head was seven or eight inches high, with a short hairpin, as if he was deliberately trying to compare himself with the Taoist priest, but his appearance was even more strange.

"You're back. He said, his voice cold and a little disappointed, like a stepmother with a bad heart seeing her stepson survive a dangerous situation.

"I'm back. Mu Xingqiu said that Yelin Town was not too far from Broken Flow City, and the news should have come a long time ago.

"'Wherever the Daozun goes, it will be ruined. 'That's true, there's no longer a zài in the state of stopping, right?'

"Hmm. ”

The impact of the demon on the strong is even more obvious, and Mu Xingqiu was shocked by the great change in Hong Futian, and he quietly released the illusion technique, approaching Hong Futian as unobtrusively as possible, hoping to find out the "answer" that Mr. Qin said.

The tower was located in the middle of Broken Flow City, and the monks in the city were changing positions to rearrange another formation, and spells were pouring into the tower from the ground, blocking a single visible and invisible attack. The illusion encountered many obstacles, it could break through lightly, but it would inevitably cause alarm, Mu Xingqiu could only slow down his offensive and carefully bypass one obstacle after another, he didn't want to provoke Hong Futian at this time.

"How long can Broken Flow City survive?" Hong Futian's voice carried a hint of mockery, he didn't notice the illusion approaching, and still thought that the tower's defense was unbreakable.

"I don't know. ”

"You don't know? You brought the demon soul and angered the demon seed, but you said you didn't know?" Hong Futian was furious, as if he had heard a big lie, "You did it on purpose, Mu Xingqiu, because you want to destroy the Hong Cultivators." Hey, you think you've saved the world and rightfully be the master of the world. The name 'Hung Order' must have made you very unhappy, it should be called 'Monk', right? We didn't put your statue in the main hall and worship it, which seems to you tantamount to ingratitude. ”

The more Hong Futian spoke, the more angry he became, Mu Xingqiu listened to him quietly, and decided not to make an excuse, "I have been isolated from this world for too long, and I don't know that you have become friends with the demon seed. ”

"Friends, there are no friends in this world, only power. Hong Futian pressed the windowsill with one hand, clenched his fist with the other and waved it hard, "You and Dao Tong are both liars, the demon seed doesn't want to destroy all humans and demon clans at all, in fact, the demon seed doesn't care about small beings at all, they have only one enemy, and that is Dao Tong." Why do we want to work hard for the Taoist system? We have been fooled, Mu Xingqiu, you have been fooled, you pretend to quit the Taoist system, as if you have nothing to do with the Taoist priests, but everything you do is serving the Taoist system. ”

Hong Futian never noticed the signs of the spell attack, which made him a little bolder, leaned forward slightly, and said in a more angry voice: "The battle of Wangshan is full of blood, Mu Xingqiu, where were you at that time? Where are you? The human race and the demon race have not been wiped out, you and the Dao system are very disappointed, right? We don't need you anymore, Mu Xingqiu, we don't need you, we don't need the Dao system, and we don't need the demon race, the human and demon clans control the world by themselves, and we already have enough power!"

The spells in the tower are getting stronger and stronger, no longer just defensive, there is a faint intention to counterattack, completely unaware that an illusion has cleverly dodged all obstacles, and gently touched Hong Futian.

Mu Xingqiu was able to roughly recognize the main components of the Hong Xiuhui's spells, which were based on the natural Dao spells, mixed with a small number of methods of scattered cultivation, demon clans and Dao systems, and had undergone a lot of transformations, and Mu Xingqiu saw the traces of the Demon Venerable's righteous law from it.

The Hong Cultivator is indeed much stronger than the previous scattered cultivators, especially Hong Futian himself, who is already close to the strength of the Xingluo Daoist, and there is still more room for improvement if he continues to practice, but the mood of him and the monks is too chaotic, and it is occupied by different extreme feelings, and it has become a mountain that cannot be bypassed on the path of cultivation, and with the improvement of strength, this mountain will become unclimbable sooner or later.

This is Mr. Qin's so-called "answer": extreme emotions are common to all living beings, usually hidden, and only erupt at individual moments, but the extreme emotions in the hearts of demons never disappear, but sometimes high and sometimes low.

The jealousy and anger inherent in Hong Futian's heart were about to reach their peak.

These extremes are like signposts that guide the demons so that they can come and go freely, and the stronger the signs, the bigger and clearer the signs.

Mu Xingqiu understood, he could even find a way to use these extreme emotions like a demon seed, whether it was to use them as signposts or to manipulate sentient beings, it was easy, but to do so, he had to use the Demon Venerable Fa.

Mu Xingqiu withdrew the illusion and did nothing, no matter what method was used to remove the extreme emotions in everyone's hearts, it would bring along the destruction of their normal feelings and memories, which was no different from the Taoist method of eliminating demons, and the results were the same, and Hong Futian and other monks would become idiots because of this.

When fighting with the demon seeds, Mu Xingqiu had already discovered that they were constantly absorbing power from the bodies of the monks in the city, so after imprisoning them, he immediately threw them into a desolate place thousands of miles away, in his memory, there were very few humans and demon races, and the demon seeds had no "signposts" to rely on, and it would take a little time to return to the prosperous place.

He had to throw away the demon seeds, because he didn't have enough powerful magic weapons to help him, and imprisoning these inexhaustible monsters required a continuous consumption of mana, which would greatly distract his strength.

"Tell me where Yang Qingyin is, I'll leave Broken Flow City. Mu Xingqiu said that he couldn't do much here.

Hong Futian looked at Mu Xingqiu in disbelief, and after a while, he said something inexplicable: "If you find Yang Qingyin, you will regret it." ”

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