Zuo Liuying, who was disguised as Yi Shijun, fell from the sky, and Yang Qingyin rushed up and sent out a fireball. Her original intention was not to kill Yi Shijun, but to take the opportunity to seriously injure him - after hearing so many rumors, she believed that the method of destroying again and again and Zuo Liuying's ban were still not enough to make Yi Shijun lose the ability to resist.

She guessed right, but she still underestimated the demon.

With a bang, the fireball hit Yi Shijun, and the body exactly the same as Zuo Liuying was torn apart and actually exploded.

Yang Qingyin was stunned, the Taoist priest and the spirit demon on the ground were also stunned, and Lao Bang was even more stunned, grieving, whether it was Yi Shijun or Zuo Liuying, whether he was interested in helping or doing it easily, if he could restore the demon pill to its original state, Lao Bang would be grateful to him.

"Catch him!" Artemisia screamed.

This reminder is very strange, the other Shijun has been shattered, what else is there to catch?

Mu Xingqiu is not good at making long-term plans, but at a critical moment, his brain turns faster than anyone else, even faster than his own consciousness, he has not fully understood the true meaning of Xiao Hao's words, and he doesn't even know if these three words are from the real Zuo Liuying, he has already made a move.

Practicing illusory techniques, Mu Xingqiu did not tempt, and instantly used all his strength, pointing into the air with the seventh-layer illusion.

Yang Qingyin was normal, and Mita's protective power was perfect, making the illusion seamless to enter, but just in front of her, it seemed that something was approaching quickly. This thing is invisible to the naked eye and the heavenly eye, and it cannot be detected with ordinary spells, only illusions can vaguely feel its existence.

It was like a breeze that blew up and died on the ground, like a wild cat that suddenly sprang out of a hidden corner and flashed by.

In the face of this situation, most people will only stiffen, and by the time they react, the wind has passed away, and the cat only has its back left, and a very small number of people who have been trained to do so will not waste time observing what it is, but will directly draw their knives against each other. Offense instead of defense.

Mu Xingqiu is one of the very few people, and his knife is the illusion technique.

The illusion grabbed what it felt.

This thing is very similar to the love of humans or demons, the only difference is that the power is too great.

Mu Xingqiu has performed many illusory spells, and the emotions he comes into contact with are all without resistance, and Taoist priests or beast demons can block illusions, not by the emotions themselves, but by spells and witchcraft, which form a layer of hard shell, so that illusions cannot enter, as for the things in the mind such as love and memory. Still weak.

But this thing is different, it is very similar to love, it can be firmly grasped by the illusion, but it is not controlled by it, like a slippery big fish flicking its powerful and powerful tail.

Mu Xingqiu's feeling is also like a fisherman fishing quietly by the lake, suddenly found that the fish floated and sank, and immediately held the fishing rod tightly, and the stronger the pull from the line, the more excited he was in his heart, because it meant that he had caught a big fish.

Sometimes the fish are too big. It will even drag the angler into the water.

Mu Xingqiu's illusory technique caught a big fish, a huge fish, and the dragging force was so strong, Mu Xingqiu was pulled over violently. The neck was almost broken because of it.

It wasn't until he was about to hit Yang Qingyin's face that Mu Xingqiu realized that it was not his body that was dragged by that thing, but his soul.

Taoist priests and spirit demons couldn't see that strange thing. They didn't find Mu Xingqiu's soul either, they only saw that Yishijun was torn apart, but there was no flesh and blood splashing.

"It's all wood and stone. And bones!" Xin Youtao exclaimed.

Yi Shijun's body had no flesh and blood at all, but a pile of wood, stones, bones, and horns, each of which was very old and tattered, as if it was a waste picked up in the wilderness, only the Dao robe was real.

The Taoist priests were dumbfounded, they all had heavenly eyes, and no one actually saw the demon magic on the fake Zuo Liuying.

"Be careful!" Xiao Qingtao shouted as she looked at Yang Qingyin in mid-air, as she stopped there and maintained the posture of emitting fireballs, and it seemed that she would not move.

"Brother Xiaoqiu, what's wrong?" the bald man also shouted, and flew around Mu Xingqiu, who was stiff and motionless.

Strange things happened one after another, the Taoist priests and spirit demons panicked all of a sudden, some wanted to fly to the sky to check Yang Qingyin, some wanted to run to Mu Xingqiu to help, and some guarded the four demon invasion Taoist priests who had not woken up after accepting the method of re-destruction......

"Don't move!" Xiao Artemisia's voice was still very immature, but the meaning of the order was very obvious, "This is really Zuo Liuying, he told everyone not to move, not even to move their fingers." ”

"What's going on?" Xin Youtao leaned forward, ready to run towards Mu Xingqiu, but immediately stopped.

"The souls of Yi Shijun and Mu Xingqiu have drilled into Yang Qingyin's brain, and they may even get into other people's brains later, don't move anyone, from now on, don't even speak. The body moves and the soul shakes, which will give the other Shijun a chance to devour the soul. ”

"That little brother Qiu...... "The bald man is anxious."

"He's got illusion support, it's fine. Artemisia closed his lips tightly, he didn't even move his eyes, he didn't move the bald man, and whatever he had left was cherished.

The Taoist priest and the spirit demon were full of doubts, but Xiao Hao said it so strictly, no one dared to speak, and the beast demon raised one leg and didn't even dare to land at this time, just standing on one leg.

The camp was silent, save for the faint sound of the wind.

In the camp in the distance, the other demon clans looked at it from afar, and they didn't dare to come over to check the situation.

Mu Xingqiu followed Yi Shijun into Yang Qingyin's mind, thinking that he would see the lake of clear state of mind again, but he was wrong, he entered a wonderful space, a place he had never heard of or thought of.

There is white everywhere, the floor, the walls, the ceiling, there is not a single place that is not white, and there is not a trace of shadow, at first glance, you can't even tell the difference between up and down, left and right, as if there is an endless white plain. It wasn't until he was driven by Yi Shijun to fly a few laps that Mu Xingqiu found the folded line in the corner of the wall.

Yi Shi Jun is still invisible, and so is Mu Xingqiu, this is his soul, he himself is still in the same place to continue to cast spells, using illusion to catch Yi Shi Jun, the soul is integrated with illusion, it feels like he has grabbed something with his own hands.

Yi Shijun flew extremely fast, like a wild bird that had just been put into a cage, up and down, left and right, constantly tossing.

Mu Xingqiu refused to let go, he knew that as soon as he let go, Yi Shijun would disappear.

A moment later. Mu Xingqiu found another strange thing, there was actually a person in the white room, sitting in the middle of the room, from the clothes to the facial features and eyebrows, all of them were white, exactly the same as the wall, if it weren't for flying up and down with Yi Shijun, Mu Xingqiu wouldn't have noticed that the two small holes were actually nostrils......

This is obviously a corner of Yang Qingyin's mind, why is there an outsider who is still there? Although he didn't see his eyebrows clearly, Mu Xingqiu was sure that this person was very unfamiliar. Never seen before.

Suddenly the cold wind was cold, and Yi Shijun flew out of Yang Qingyin's mind, and came to the outside world, Mu Xingqiu saw a group of Taoist priests and demon clans who were as stiff as statues, Taoist priests were not afraid of the cold, but now he felt the cold biting, as if he was stabbed into his body by countless steel needles.

Mu Xingqiu still didn't let go.

Yi Shijun squirmed more violently, he wanted to shake off the burden behind him, but he seemed to have lost most of his abilities. There is no way to directly cast demon spells on Mu Xingqiu's illusion and soul.

Being exposed outside is a kind of torture for the soul, the air is too cold, the wind is too loud, and the sun is too dazzling, it is unbearable for a single qiē, and the process of leaving his body and entering Yang Qingyin's mind is short. This time, Yi Shijun plans to stay outside.

Mu Xingqiu felt that he couldn't hold on for long, and his soul wanted to return to his body, or any body.

There were dark clouds overhead, just as Yishijun was flying upwards. Mu Xingqiu saw that the shadow was not a dark cloud, but a big hand, and words like talismans flashed in the palm of his hand. Slowly changing, he didn't know a word.

This is Zuo Liuying's hand, he guessed it, and Yi Shijun must have guessed it too, and immediately turned around and drilled into another mind.

This mind obviously didn't like Taoist priests very much, Mu Xingqiu felt like he had hit a hard wall, bang, dizzy, but he still didn't let go, and followed Yi Shijun in.

This is an empty room, a little old, the corners of the wall are covered with dust, there should be no one inside, at least Mu Xingqiu didn't see it.

Yi Shijun didn't stop, he flew out with a swish, and the giant hand in the air approached a little, so Yi Shijun didn't stay outside for long, and continued to burrow into other minds.

With a bang, Mu Xingqiu bumped into it again.

After three or four collisions in a row, Mu Xingqiu understood what was going on, Zuo Liuying quietly used a spell to lay a net of heaven and earth, and the only way for Yi Shijun to escape was to hide in the mind of a certain Taoist priest or a certain demon clan, but with the soul of another person behind him, he couldn't hide his whereabouts.

Yi Shijun wanted to get rid of illusion and soul, but it didn't work by twisting, so he frequently drilled into the minds of different demon clans, and the demon clan naturally had a certain resistance to the spells of Taoist priests, and it was these resistances that kept hitting Mu Xingqiu's soul like a wall.

Bang!bang......

Although it was only the soul that was hit, Mu Xingqiu could still feel the very real pain and dizziness, which was not pleasant at all, he was like being dragged behind by a fierce horse, speeding through the rubble and stones everywhere, the fierce horse could jump over, but he was frequently impacted.

The mind that Yi Shijun entered was full of rooms, different sizes, colors, old and new, some were empty, and some were inhabited by animals, Mu Xingqiu had seen a lazy lizard, a huge spider, and a buzzing bird, all of which were strange, because he knew that there were no such animals among the spirit demons.

But these animals are not as strange as the white strangers in Yang Qingyin's white room.

Mu Xingqiu soon had no energy to think about these things, if it was the real body that was hit, he would definitely have a blue nose and swollen face and a big bag by now, at this moment he only had one thought left, never let go, never let Yi Shijun escape.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and there may not be another chance to trap Yishijun in the future.

Mu Xingqiu already understood why even those slaves who got along day and night couldn't tell the appearance of the other Shijun, because this big demon didn't have a face at all, and even had no body.

He is a soul that can exist on his own, a demon of souls.

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