You've finally thrown in the towel.

Mu Xingqiu thought about this sentence quietly, he remembered its origin, and he also understood Zuo Liuying's intentions, but he only sneered at this, "Why can't I admit defeat? Because it won't do you any good if I admit defeat." Zuo Liuying, a Taoist priest, is now an inhaling Taoist, and you need a selfless person to protect you, help you, and give your life for you when necessary. Not only that, but this person must be willing and cheering, thinking that he has been appreciated by you and will have a bright future. ”

Mu Xingqiu's eyes were cold, and he experienced the pleasure of anger in his heart, paused for a moment, and shook his head, "For you, I admit defeat, for myself, I finally won, go find another unlucky guy to be your protector, I-refuse." ”

Zuo Liuying simply closed his eyes again.

There was silence all around, only the wolf king Qi Ye laughed insolently, "Daoist, this is Daoist, remove that layer of skin, what is the difference between it and the demon clan who kill each other?"

Not all demon clans care about Mu Xingqiu's changes, Fei Zu only cares about one thing, his eyes have hardly left the Taiyin Fire, and he has been calculating the time in his heart, "The Demon Fire is about to die, and he has to change to a Taoist priest." Mu Xingqiu, you must be on the field, once the demon fire is extinguished, you will also be burned to death. ”

Mu Xingqiu had just woken up, and he didn't know much about what was happening around him, but when he saw the blood spots on Xiao Hao and Xin Youtao's foreheads, he roughly understood that Yang Qingyin's spell must be the blood of a Taoist priest, which was obviously a demon technique taught by Yi Shijun.

"Nothing's necessary, Zuo Liuying, it's you who should be on the field. ”

Mu Xingqiu stood aside, and after a while, Zuo Liuying opened his eyes again, got up and walked towards Yang Qingyin.

Mu Xingqiu watched coldly, happy to see that Zuo Liuying was going to pay the price.

Yang Qingyin did not immediately transfer Laojun's clutch to Zuo Liuying's forehead, but said to Mu Xingqiu: "Even if your nature has changed. It should also be fair, Zuo Liuying is not as selfish as you think, he has made great sacrifices for you and other Taoist priests. ”

"And then ask for a bigger return. Mu Xingqiu did not forget the past, but his vision of things changed, and he felt that his former self was really stupid, "Remember, Zuo Liuying never suffers, and in the end, he is always the one who gets the greatest benefits." I've seen through it. You haven't yet, but it's nothing, the world is so big, there are always people who are willing to be deceived by Zuo Liuying. ”

The anger was as strong as the fire of the hidden dragons around her, but Yang Qingyin could only forcibly contain it, because she knew that she was not qualified to persuade, so she turned to Zuo Liuying, "Is it okay?"

Zuo Liuying nodded, "Don't let me fall unconscious." I can stand it. ”

"Okay. Yang Qingyin hesitantly agreed, the sacrifice of staying awake was more helpful for demon arts, but Zuo Liuying was no longer a Divine Daoist, could he still bear this kind of pain?

Yang Qingyin flew to transfer the old monarch's clutch to Zuo Liuying's forehead. Pei Zihan held Xiao Qingtao.

Zuo Liuying's eyebrows were slightly raised, but his eyes were as clear and quiet as usual, perhaps because he had lost his inner dan, and there was a little less arrogance in his eyes.

The Taiyin Fire quickly shrank.

Yang Qingyin immediately felt that something was wrong. Zuo Liuying's blood was as viscous as overboiled syrup, and Lao Jun's clutches could only be inhaled little by little, which was not enough to maintain the fire of Taiyin.

Zuo Liuying's Inner Dan is just an inhalation realm. It is higher than Xiao Artemisia, not as good as Xiao Qingtao and Xin Youtao, but it has the strongest resistance to Lao Jun's clutches.

The onlookers didn't know why, but Mu Xingqiu snorted coldly, he could see what was going on.

Zuo Liuying's right hand pinched the Dao Fire Technique, and his left hand kept changing the Technique, and after a while, his blood flowed smoothly, and the Taiyin Fire grew again.

It has been growing, from ten zhang to fifteen zhang, and then to twenty zhang, opening up an upward passage surrounded by the fire of the hidden dragon.

"It's too fast!" Yang Qingyin said in surprise, with her understanding of the Taiyin Fire, Zuo Liuying's speed of sacrificing blood was too fast, although it could enhance his demonic arts, but it might also make him lose his life.

Zuo Liuying didn't speak, let alone stop pumping blood, not only that, he blessed the spell in the blood to help Yang Qingyin grow the Taiyin fire. He was only an inhaling Daoist, but the spells he had learned were thousands of times that of ordinary low-level Daoists, which greatly made up for the shortcomings in the Inner Dan realm.

The fire of Taiyin rose higher and higher, and many demon clans understood Zuo Liuying's intentions, only Fei Zu shouted loudly, "That's right, through the fire of the hidden dragon, we can fly out!"

The fire of the hidden dragon restricts most spells and sorcery, but the fire of the sun can open a passage.

It's easy to say, but it's not easy to do, the fire of the hidden dragon rises from the ground, the height of the flame is afraid that there are hundreds of thousands of zhang, and the momentum of the fire of Taiyin gradually weakens after it rises to fifty or sixty zhang, and it is still a big step away from success.

"Bring the other Taoist priests here. Zuo Liuying spoke, although it was a commanding tone, there was a tremor in his voice, even he could not bear the pain of taking the initiative to sacrifice.

Yang Qingyin understood Zuo Liuying's plan, using the blood of more Taoist priests to enhance the power of Taiyin Fire, but Xiao Hao, Xiao Qingtao, and Xin Youtao had already been sacrificed once—Yang Qingyin still decided to believe Zuo Liuying.

Lao Bu supported Xin Youtao, Pei Zihan hugged Xiao Qingtao, and Our Lady of Wanzi hugged Xiao Hao and walked to Yang Qingyin's side. The other three fingers of Lao Jun's clutch creaked and lengthened, piercing into the foreheads of the three Taoist priests respectively, sucking in more blood, and the Taiyin fire grew again, rising higher and higher.

But the speed is still not fast enough, all eyes are on Mu Xingqiu, he is also a Taoist priest, blood can be used for sacrifice, even if he has no intention of saving anyone, just to save himself, he should do a little effort.

Mu Xingqiu met all the eyes, not feeling obligated to help at all, he pointed to Meng Xu, who was still half-dead after receiving the method of re-destruction twice, "She is also a Taoist priest, her blood may not be very fresh, maybe she can use it, and you, Pei Zihan, no matter how far you have traveled on the road to demon transformation, there is still an inner pill in your lower dantian, so ......"

Pei Zihan bowed slightly to Mu Xingqiu, "Thank you Daozun for the reminder." ”

"Don't call me 'Daozun' anymore, that's the kidnapping of me by the demon clan, I don't want it at all. ”

"Thank you, Mu Xingqiu. ”

Pei Zihan turned to Yang Qingyin, "You can try, I can stand it." He was as thin as a leather skeleton, and it was difficult to even straighten his body, and he was still holding his cousin Xiao Qingtao in one hand. But he still had to accept the sacrifice in a conscious state like Zuo Liuying.

Yang Qingyin nodded, and the last finger of Lao Jun's clutch quickly lengthened and pierced Pei Zihan's forehead.

The fire of Taiyin pierced into the body of a giant beast like a spear, like a tornado breaking into the mist, trying to break through a ray of light in the boundless darkness.

Pei Zihan's ability to endure was far worse than Zuo Liuying's, although he didn't scream, his face was extremely distorted, and he tried to say in a mocking voice: "I'm so disappointed, it seems that I am really still a Taoist priest." ”

He tried his best to turn into a demon. He even "died" twice for this, but he still had the blood of a Taoist priest.

"It's about to be punctured!" Fei Zu looked up at the sky, his voice trembling even more harshly than the sacrificer.

The fire of the Yin finally opened a safe passage, revealing the dark night outside, the pure black night, inlaid with a few stars, for the creatures in a desperate situation, this is the greatest light.

Mu Xingqiu was the first to walk over, and he was ready to fly out. There's nothing to be nostalgic about here. But he couldn't, the fire of Taiyin opened a passage in the fire of the hidden dragon, but the blood umbrella couldn't rise so high, and he couldn't pass through the poisonous white vapor.

"We'll just go out together. Yang Qingyin didn't look at Mu Xingqiu. He said to a few sorcerers, "Cast a spell and fly, take everyone out, and don't leave one behind." ”

The Blood Umbrella Array consumed some demon soldiers, and the fleas killed a dozen. There are still more than three hundred demon clans left, but there are only five or six demon magicians, such as the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Sons and Feizu, and it is a little difficult to fly to the sky with so many burdens. But no one objected, and at such a time, Yang Qingyin's words were orders.

The demons and several humans slowly rose, in order to fly out of danger, Mu Xingqiu had to share some weight, his gaze slowly swept over, and he saw the thin old wolf demon, the sturdy female wolf demon and the little demon in their arms, all with extremely frightened expressions on their faces, this may be the first time they have flown into the sky.

It's useless but it has nothing to do with me, Mu Xingqiu thought about it, turned his eyes down, and saw Qi Yewan.

The wolf king is the only demon clan who is unwilling to leave the dangerous realm, and he wants all demon clans and humans to die here, so he struggles desperately when he is forced to rise, and the blood on his back flows faster.

After rising to dozens of zhang, Qi Ye was desperate, he bit his tongue and spurted out a large amount of blood, although the blood umbrella suddenly expanded several times, but as soon as the wolf king died, the protection would also disappear.

Qi Yeman shouted something in a muffled voice.

"With my blood!" all the demon clans shouted almost at the same time, all of them understanding the severity of the form.

"I will take turns with your blood, and no one will die. Yang Qingyin said that she couldn't choose the demon magician who was taking everyone to fly, nor could she choose the flying demon, so she could only choose sacrifices among the ordinary demon clans.

Each round of sacrifice lasted only a short time, and strangely enough, the chosen one did not let out a terrible cry this time, but endured the pain in silence.

Only Qi Yemang below was still laughing, and slowly the laughter disappeared, and he still rose with the team, but he was already a corpse, and no one was sad about the death of the wolf king.

Halfway through the passage, the dark night above his head became clearer and clearer, and Yang Qingyin said to Mu Xingqiu at this moment: "You should see the fate of the wolf king." ”

"You should think about what happened to Fangfang. Mu Xingqiu said coldly, glancing at the Frost Soul Sword in Yang Qingyin's hand, but he didn't have any urge to take it back in his heart - he didn't care at all.

The next period of time was very quiet, Yang Qingyin concentrated on casting spells, thinking about nothing, and when she was about to rush out of the sea of fire, she spoke again, "Leave the straw hat behind." ”

The demonic straw hat is still on Mu Xingqiu's head, if Xiao Hao and the others need to accept the method of re-destruction, they can't do without this straw hat, and the owner of the straw hat is obviously leaving.

Mu Xingqiu took off his straw hat and threw it on the bald man's head, feeling no regret in his heart.

"Brother Xiaoqiu, take me with you, you can go anywhere. The bald man said timidly, he had no heart, but he had a feeling of heartbreak.

Mu Xingqiu didn't answer at all.

Finally flew out of the dragon fire, the night was deep, the wind was howling, but the survivors were almost crying with excitement, only to fly a few more miles north to get out of danger completely.

Mu Xingqiu withdrew most of his mana, only cared about his flight, opened his mouth, and spit out an inner pill, "From now on, I will have nothing to do with you and Daotong." ”

Neidan left Mu Xingqiu's fingers and drew an arc and fell into the sea of fire.

"Brother Xiao Qiu......" The bald man's call was useless, Mu Xingqiu rushed into the night with another Neidan in the Mud Pill Palace, feeling unprecedented freedom.

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