The carriage stopped, the doors opened, and twenty Sanxiu wearing the armor of the Yellow Fu Army stood outside, all ready to cast spells.

Lan Bing made a gesture to send off the guest, and said to Zuo Liuying coldly: "It's rare that after so many years, you still remember my temper and know that I appreciate people with rebellious personalities, so I specially found so many Taoist priests, but unfortunately it is useless." I can admit that I have heard a little about Broken Flow City, and you can think of using the technique of Broken Dan to stop the demon army, it is indeed a strange move, and it impresses me, it turns out that our little genius also has some real skills. But the ability is your own, so you can find a way to go by yourself. For more than 400 years, at least three generations of scattered cultivators have changed under my command, and Pang Shan is no longer meaningful to me. ”

Sun Yulu was about to leave, and found that Zuo Liuying did not move, so she did not move, and Mu Xingqiu and several inhaling Taoist priests did not move.

Outside the car, it was raining, and someone had already summoned a glittering spell, and it was dangling in the palm of his hand.

Faced with her aunt's order to expel customers, Zuo Liuying only said one sentence, "He is a disciple of Nianxin." ”

Lan Bing lowered his arm and stared at Mu Xingqiu for a while, his expression was inexplicable, "It seems that I should pay more attention to Pang Shan, when will there be another mind department in addition to Pang Shan's ten subjects?"

"Starting from me, I was the only disciple of the Nian Mind Department. Mu Xingqiu said that he knew that he was used by Zuo Liuying as a chess piece again. He didn't care about the use of the high Daoists, he just hoped that they could say it beforehand, and this was exactly what Zuo Liuying never wanted to do.

"Have you seen the Nian Xin Heir in the Ancestor Tower?"

"Twenty-nine, I saw them all, there were only graphics, no words, and then I met them again in the Demon Pulling Cave in Star Mountain, and they really wanted to keep me in it. ”

Lan Curling laughed and raised his arm to point at the twenty cultivators outside the car, "Let me see your telepathic illusion." Cast spells and make them fight each other. ”

The scattered guards were all wearing hooded helmets, they couldn't see their faces, and their steps moved restlessly, but none of them raised a half-word objection, they were obviously very in awe of the Life and Death Mage King, and they didn't dare to resist in the slightest.

Mu Xingqiu shook his head and refused, "I'm just the second layer of the illusion realm, I don't have much ability, these people don't have the intention of killing each other in their hearts." I can't get it out of course, but ......"

From the second layer of the illusion, Lan Bing Curling was nodding, and when she heard the word "but", she stopped nodding, her eyes lit up, and her interest became more and more intense.

There was silence both inside and outside the carriage at the same time, and only a few people knew what was going to happen, the others. Including several Pang Shan inhaling Taoist priests, all of them didn't know why, and they looked at each other in confusion.

After about five breaths, a casual cultivator outside the car suddenly knelt down. said in a trembling voice: "The master spares his life." Immediately after that, several more people knelt down, and the rest of the cultivators, although they did not kneel, also looked panicked.

Lan Curling laughed again. With a wave of his hand, the doors closed and the carriage continued. Several casual cultivators outside stood up and inexplicably whispered to their companions what was going on.

"That's all I can do. Mu Xingqiu didn't use all his strength, even if he doubled the Mind Illusion Technique with one heart and two purposes, the effect would not be better. The mana of these twenty scattered cultivators is profound, which is equivalent to the level of Dao Tong inhaling two or three times, but the scattered cultivation inner pill is mixed, and the spell protection caused by it is not very stable, and occasionally a trace of flaws will be revealed, Mu Xingqiu has already discovered this characteristic in Broken Flow City, but he still waited for a while before seizing the opportunity to take advantage of it, and the Mind Illusion Technique entered through the gap, inspiring several scattered cultivators to have a very strong fear of Lan Curling. The other few loose cultivators were more pure, and if they wanted to cast illusions on them, Mu Xingqiu had to break through their protection with a long whip first.

"Amazing, you learned it all yourself?" Lan Bing leaned over and stared at Mu Xingqiu, eager to drag him to his side, ignoring the others.

"I have been helped by many people. Mu Xingqiu didn't lie, Fang Fang, Lin Sa, Nian Xinke, and even Zuo Liuying all provided him with more or less help and guidance, some of which were unintentional.

"Hmm...... You make a move on me. Lan Bingling was still suspicious.

Mu Xingqiu glanced at Zuo Liuying, silently cast the Mind Illusion Technique, and tried to find Lan Curling's love. He soon found that Lan Bingling was unfortified.

After the Taoist condenses into a pill and is blessed with the method of fundamental concealment, the inner pill will automatically produce the power of protection, which is difficult for ordinary spells to penetrate, and low-level Taoists can't stop this power if they want to, only high-level Taoists can suspend part of the power of support.

Lan Bing Curling opened his mind to a Taoist priest who had not met for a long time, which was an extremely risky move that a normal Taoist priest would not do.

But she didn't care, so Mu Xingqiu didn't refuse.

The lake of mood is just a metaphor, but in Mu Xingqiu's eyes, the human heart, especially the heart of the Taoist priest, is indeed like a lake, the so-called love xù is the ripples on the surface of the lake, read these ripples, you can deduce their corresponding love xù, choose a good angle and throw a stone in, can make the ripples of love xù into waves, and even use spells to hold the waves in your hand.

Lan Binglu's lake of mood is very strange, not half similar to the heart of a calm Taoist, more like a mortal's heart, and a mortal with an insatiable desire, all kinds of ripples cross each other, there is almost no place for calm, but there are also differences, her ripples are too many, none of them occupy an obvious advantage, but it shows an abnormal static, Mu Xingqiu has no way to start.

Mu Xingqiu's illusion was still in the second layer of the illusion, and he could only see vague ripples, and he couldn't dig into the other party's memories like a mind control technique. In order not to come in vain, Mu Xingqiu used illusion to touch the most familiar kind of ripple - hatred, which he had seen in the hearts of countless mortals and demon clans.

The ripples began to rhythm frequently, and Mu Xingqiu was about to continue casting spells, when he was pushed out by a powerful mana.

Being able to calmly let a Taoist priest into her state of mind and throw him out at will, Lan Bing is not only bold, but also extremely profound, although she has not gone further for more than four hundred years, she is still a high-level Taoist priest with six stars falling.

"Enough. The smile on Lan Bingcurling's face stiffened slightly, "This is indeed a telepathic illusion, but you used it too domineeringly, it seems that you did figure it out yourself, and there are a lot of mistakes." ”

This battle between moods was invisible to outsiders, and the bald man asked in a confused whisper: "Brother Xiaoqiu, have you won?"

"Didn't win. Mu Xingqiu knew that his strength was still too far away from that of a high-level Taoist, and even if he had the opportunity, he couldn't grasp it, unless there was a special circumstance like the Chaos Jingshan Daoist setting up a soul detention array. He had a chance.

The bald man groaned in disappointment.

Yang Qingyin was also puzzled, "Are you also a disciple of the Nian Heart Department? How did I hear that it has been tens of thousands of years since the Nian Heart Department was interrupted, and Mu Xingqiu should be the only disciple in these years." ”

"Of course I'm not a disciple of the Mind Sect......" Lan Bing was about to explain, when suddenly there was a whistle outside, which started as just one person, and soon turned into a whistle from hundreds of people, like a large group of noisy monkeys.

Lan Binglu's eyes lit up, he stood up, and his gaze swept over the faces of several people, "Let me see how many scattered cultivators Lian Haishan has." ”

Except for the side facing the horses. The three walls of the carriage suddenly fell outward, flush with the bottom of the compartment, and the roof of the compartment rose several zhang and floated in the air. The body of the carriage was enlarged by magic, and at this time it quickly shrank, and the Taoist priests got up in time to find that the tables and chairs and other objects had been indented into the floor and disappeared, and the carriage had become a platform that was not big or small.

The rain outside had stopped and the air was humid and fresh. It is refreshing, and even the Taoist priests feel relaxed.

The carriage stopped on a hill, with a gentle slope to the west, and was now occupied by loose cultivators. Miles wide, layer upon layer, there were at least three thousand people, most of them floating in the air. It's a solid human wall, but the top layer is a little lower than a carriage.

The cultivators were dressed in different costumes, and no one rode the alien beasts that had transformed into them. In front of the mage king of life and death, they all showed humility.

"Meet the Dharma King, the Dharma King has a long life. Thousands of scattered cultivators blessed in unison, and all of them knelt down in heaven and on earth.

Lan Bing curled his hand, and all the scattered cultivators got up at the same time, and no one spoke quietly.

A smug smile flashed across Lan Binglu's old face, her appearance was real, not illusionary, and she said in a loud voice, "Where is the Dharma Protector Great Sima?"

A casual cultivator flew to the ground and arched his hand: "The end will be here." ”

The Taoist priests of Pangshan were stunned, Lan Bing Curling actually trained the loose cultivators into an army, and the title was also different, this was not Pang Shan's style.

"How's this battle going?"

Dharma Protector Sima is a long-haired and drooping chest cultivator, but his appearance is not very old, his two eyes are big and round, always seem to be glaring at people viciously, in front of Lan Bing, these eyes only dare to look at the ground, "Lian Haishan Monk Regiment encountered three groups of landing Sirens yesterday, and with the protection of the Dharma King, our army fought repeatedly, annihilating all the Krakens, killing more than 1,300 demons and capturing 420. ”

Lan Bing looked at Daoist Pang Shan, "Remember, it's not just you who are fighting against the demon clan, and Qi Wusupreme is not the only threat. ”

Sun Yulu felt that this was an opportunity, and was about to open her mouth to ask for a team, but Lan Bing Curling had already turned to the Dharma Protector Sima, "How many demon pills have been obtained?"

Dharma Protector Grand Sima hesitated for a moment, and his voice involuntarily lowered, "Fifty-seven." ”

"Kill more than a thousand krakens, only such a little demon pill?" Lan Bing's face sank.

Dharma Protector Sima's whole body trembled slightly, "Most of these three groups of krakens are ordinary demon clans, no, there is no demon pill to be desired, but there are some captives who look quite tall ...... demon body."

He couldn't go on, there were no big demons among the Krakens who participated in the war, and it was impossible for them to be among the captives.

Lan Bing Curling knew a little about the battle in Broken Flow City, and knew that this record was far from being comparable to it, so he snorted coldly, clasped his hands together, and rubbed them gently.

Although the Dharma Protector Da Sima didn't dare to raise his head, he could catch a glimpse of the movements of the Life and Kill Mage King, and he was so frightened that he fell to his knees, kowtowing vigorously and begging for mercy, and the scattered cultivation on the hillside didn't even dare to breathe.

Lan Bing pondered for a while, then waved his hand again, and the Dharma Protector Sima Ru was pardoned, hurriedly retreated, and ordered someone to bring out the captives behind the wall of scattered cultivators.

Hundreds of captives were still on the ground, most of them sea tribe half-demons, their hands and feet and faces covered with scales, some kneeling timidly, some standing, their bulging eyes daring to look at the old woman in the car.

Lan Bing raised her hand, as if to say some reassuring words, but she didn't speak, and the captives fell one after another, and each time she fell, a demon pill rose into the air, most of which were scales.

Mu Xingqiu and the others were a little surprised, Lan Bing Curling could capture the demon pill without even showing the magic weapon, and his ability was not small.

More than thirty krakens fell, rolling and convulsing, and it didn't take long for them to stop, and no kraken could pretend to be bold, and they all knelt down.

Lan curling stopped, and all the demon pills in the air fell to the ground, and she didn't want any of them.

She turned to face Mu Xingqiu, and continued what she said just now: "I am a Taoist priest of the Yin and Yang Sect, which is very interesting, the only prophecy I have made in my life is related to Nian Xinke. ”

Behind Lan Bing Curling, a large number of scattered cultivators took out magic weapons and prepared to slaughter the captives, and Mu Xingqiu was about to open his mouth to ask about the content of the prophecy, when his name sounded among the Kraken captives.

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