Mu Xingqiu stood on a small hillside a hundred miles away from the imperial capital, for the past three days, he had been stranded here, most of the time alone, endured the stronger and stronger attacks launched by the demon seeds, met the demon thoughts, and then expelled them, there was a rain in the middle, he was drenched, and he did not cast a spell to avoid the rain.

Occasionally, cultivators would fly over to snoop, and the last night was especially frequent, they all stopped in the distance, except for Zhang Xiang'er and the Dragon Demon, no one approached him, Mu Xingqiu guessed that Zuo Liuying was still insisting on the fighting method.

At three o'clock in the morning, the agreed time for fighting was about to arrive, Mu Xingqiu looked at it, the sky was high and blue, there was not a trace of clouds, and he would feel dizzy after staring at it for a long time, and there was a small group of scattered cultivators in the air three miles away, and a group of Fu Gong masters were floating a little farther away.

"Hey, Mu Xingqiu, if you win, I'm willing to be the first to enter the demon!" shouted a short and fat Sanxiu, but there was no respect in his tone, he was a speculator, betting part of his bet on the weaker side in the hope of getting a higher multiplier.

Most of the cultivators stayed in the city and waited to see the patriarch's tricks, and the spectators who came to Mu Xingqiu's side were basically such speculators, they were probably already loyal to the Dao Tong in various ways, and their support for Mu Xingqiu was just habitually stepping on two boats, and if Mu Xingqiu was defeated normally, they would interpret their words as mockery.

Mu Xingqiu waved his hand to the scattered cultivator and the Fu Gong master, and even showed a smile, what he saw was not only the speculators, but also the weakening of the Kun Chao spell, if it was three days ago, when the Kun Chao spell was at its peak, the guy who was the best at two-sided and three-sword would not come to show favor to Mu Xingqiu, all the cultivators would honestly stay in the city, waiting with great reverence to feel the magical spell of the Dao Patriarch.

Flies tend to be proclaimers of corruption, and speculators have a similar effect, often portending some kind of loophole that may not be inconsequential. But it proves that Kun Chao's spells are not perfect.

That's why Mu Xingqiu waved and smiled at them.

"Are you just going to make a move here?" "The time has come, what are you waiting for?" the cultivators and talisman masters urged unceremoniously.

Mu Xingqiu smiled and shook his head, he was waiting for Zuo Liuying and the ancestor to end the fight, this is an appointment battle, you can try your best to figure out the strength of the other party and intentionally create some loopholes, but you can't fight two against one at any time, and the weak side must especially abide by the rules, because this is likely to be their only hope of winning.

"The fighting method in the city is over!" someone shouted loudly, and a group of spectators flew out of the city, staying farther away from Mu Xingqiu. But the information came quickly through various spells, and although it was nearly a hundred miles away, the news did not lag at all.

Zuo Liuying vomited blood, this battle was enough for him. ”

"Being able to hold on to the patriarch for three days and three nights, Zuo Liuying is also remarkable, except for the patriarch himself, I am afraid that there is no Taoist priest stronger than him in the Taoist system. ”

"It's a pity, Taoist priests vomiting blood are different from mortals, Zuo Liuying is not dead. Cultivation will also go backwards by a large ......"

Everyone talked loudly, as if they intended to say it to Mu Xingqiu.

Mu Xingqiu was still standing on the grass, not rising to the sky, and he didn't want to waste any mana.

Zeng Fu hopes that today's fighting method will not be so "boring". Mu Xingqiu couldn't hear her words, but she fulfilled her wish, and the first move startled the spectators from near and far.

The Taoist priest's spells are more restrained, and the scattered cultivators and talisman masters have opened their eyes wide. Preparing to show their strength by how much they saw, the talisman masters even sacrificed the auxiliary technique early, but it was all wasted. Mu Xingqiu's first move is magnificent and magnificent, which can be clearly seen with the naked eye.

He stuck the demon seed rattan on the ground, and cast a spell purely with both hands, a light blue light rose from the top of his head, drawing an arc and flying towards the imperial capital a hundred miles away, the light expanded rapidly as it flew, and the scattered cultivators and talisman masters who were miles away didn't have time to dodge at all, they were all shrouded in it, and they were all taken aback, and they cast spells to protect themselves.

But this light did not do any harm, it was just a signal that the fighting method was about to begin.

The blue light expanded more and more, like a huge fishing net, when it flew over the imperial capital, it could cover the entire city, and the light flew very fast, which was about the time for ordinary people to check ten numbers at a normal speed, it lasted for a short time in the imperial capital, bursting like a bubble, tens of thousands of blue flowers with different shapes fell from the sky, the cultivators in mid-air were busy dodging, but the mortals on the ground jumped up happily and reached out.

The blue flower was extinguished at the tentacles, and it did not stay in anyone's hands.

This is not the beginning of the formal fight, but the greetings and invitations sent by Mu Xingqiu.

The patriarch did not leave the Daotong Tower, and his response was a shock, not like thunder, but more like an explosion after the skin was forced into too much air, and it was unprepared, it was simply neat, and the sound was not particularly loud, but it shook everyone's ears, and the spectators floating in the air shook and all fell for a distance.

After the shock, the whole Huangjing was silent, and everyone felt the anger of the ancestor from this sound, which was like a father, who was kind and easy-going and responsive on weekdays, and suddenly showed a stern and angry side, although just a glance was enough to scare the child into fear.

The whole Huangjing felt like a favored child, frightened and ashamed, and before he could defend himself, he already felt that he must have done something wrong.

At the corner of the street, Zuo Liuying sat on the ground, the corners of his mouth were still bleeding, he knew that Kun Chao's anger was provoked by himself, and he poked a few small holes in Kun Zhen's perfect spell system, which was not big, but it destroyed the overall beauty, which may not affect the normal use, but greatly reduced the value of the collection.

Kun Zhen's vision is harsher than that of any collector, and his anger is therefore even greater.

"The lake is calm, just because the stones are not big enough. Zuo Liuying muttered softly, raised her head, and saw a face full of anger, as if she had just sent the shock.

"You're old. Zuo Liuying said, some emotion, some surprise, some nostalgia.

"I'm not a Taoist priest, of course I'll be old. Zeng Fu didn't plan to come to see Zuo Liuying, she hadn't come to watch the battle in the past three days, and today she came to the street to watch Mu Xingqiu's fight with her ancestor, but once she walked out of the house, she couldn't help but walk towards the bottom of the Daotong Tower. She rarely went shopping in Huangjing, and she didn't like crowds, so she took a lot of detours, but as soon as she saw Zuo Liuying's back, she saw him staggering to the ground.

"Look at you, wearing a broken straw hat, dirty clothes, vomiting blood from fights, without me and my sister, you would be like this, do you really think you are a young man of eighteen or nineteen? Go, come home with me. Zeng Fu counted down, and reached out to help Zuo Liuying.

"Home?" Zuo Liuying seemed to hear an extremely strange word.

"Stop, don't mess with me, I'm not interested, my home is your home, and if you want to die, you have to die there. Zeng Fu picked up Zuo Liuying and shouted at a group of panicked onlookers: "Get out of the way, two tigers are fighting, what are you watching a group of little ants? If you have time, you might as well go home and spend more time with your relatives......

Everyone gave way, watching Zeng Fu and Zuo Liuying leave, no one dared to ask more, and the Taoist priests did not come out to stop them.

Zuo Liuying has already done what he can to pave the way, Zeng Fu just wants to take care of Zuo Liuying, and the two of them are not interested in the fighting method that is about to start.

The vibration emitted by Kun Zhen reached Mu Xingqiu's feet at a faster speed than the blue light, the grass was undulating, the rattan swayed violently, and he couldn't wait to rise to the sky, Mu Xingqiu stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of the rattan twice, as if to appease a violent dog, "Don't worry." ”

The aftermath of the shock gradually disappeared, and a voice sounded in the sky, "You two are really polite, and it doesn't matter if the audience is in a hurry or not, okay, I'm different Shijun uninvited, and I'll be a witness for you: incense burning is the beginning, burning is over, if Mu Xingqiu can persist in being undefeated, he will win, if he is killed or unable to cast spells, then there is nothing to say, everything is his own fault!"

Yi Shijun still refused to show his face, and did not ask whether the two parties agreed to him as a witness, and directly lit a towering tree-like incense in the sky, which seemed to not burn in a year, but it could be seen clearly by everyone.

"All beings are affectionate, but the avenue is ruthless...... Alas, I'm not in the mood to talk about these things, Mu Xingqiu, before you lose completely, remember to return the Demon Soul Bead to me......"

The incense ignited automatically, and the ashes drifted away like dark clouds, disappearing into the clear clear sky, and the tree-like incense burned at a crumbling rate, and the duration would not be much different from ordinary incense, which was about a quarter of an hour.

Mu Xingqiu grabbed the rattan with his right hand and rose from the ground, almost at the same moment, Kun Zhen's first offensive spell had already shot from a hundred miles away, as if he had already hidden the spell beside the target.

As the Dao Patriarch, he didn't give up two or three moves to his juniors, and Kun Chao seemed a little more urgent, which also showed that he was tired of the illusion battle that lasted for three days, and this battle had to be resolved quickly.

Kun Chao got Zuo Liuying's last memory, which was three plans made by several challengers who were not self-sufficient: Mu Xingqiu and Zuo Liuying took turns to challenge Kun Chao and strive for victory; if he didn't win, Mu Xingqiu would try to enter the Demon Extraction Cave and seek guidance from the soul of the Nian Xin Ke Inheritance; the first two plans failed, and there was a backup plan, Mu Dong'er was using the Demon Soul Bead to contact the Fang Fang soul in the Frost Soul Sword, hoping to get help from her.

Every plan is so ridiculous, probably a little self-soothing, Kun Zhen really wants to open Mu Xingqiu's mind immediately to see what he is thinking, and he can still maintain confidence in this situation.

The most important thing is that he wants to see if the demon soul has left a way to find the body of reincarnation, which is what Kun Chao cares about the most, but Zuo Liuying's memory does not have this paragraph, which makes him extremely angry.

Mu Xingqiu didn't have so many complicated forbidden spells in his mind, Kun Chao didn't need to throw a mouse-throwing weapon, he could completely destroy his physical body and capture all his memories at the same time.

Mu Xingqiu rose from the ground with a rattan in his hand, with only one goal: to live and persist until the end of a pillar of incense.

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