Chapter 813: The Demon Election is the Dao Choice

"What kind of spell is this?"

"I should ask what kind of state this is, a living person, a dead person, a half-alive and half-dead, a soul detached, where is his original body?"

"It doesn't matter where the body is, if you kill the soul, the original body will naturally decay. ”

"He can still hold on for so long after being hit by the Phaseless Demon Sound, he can be regarded as a bit of ability, such a special body and soul are rare, do you want to bring him back to Wangshan?"

"That's not our job, kill him and get the demon seed back. ”

The five half-demons, old and young, all human men, said a word one after another, glanced at each other, and walked towards the pale blue ball of smoke.

The front hooves of the flea lifted and fell heavily, and the five cracks carried the sword light and sword shadow to attack the five targets respectively, and the black robe on the half-demon's body instantly turned into interlocking chain mail, blocking the attack from under their feet, and the sparks splashed, and their pace slowed down.

"What a fierce beast. ”

"Be careful, it's this unicorn that has cast the Taiyin Fire in Asan Mountain. ”

Fleas used to be Yang Qingyin's beast refining object, and the spirit rhinos on both sides were not very stable, and Yang Qingyin finally changed to a black phoenix. Without the guidance of the beast master, the spirit beast would not be able to emit any complex spells, and the gold of the five elements under the feet of the flea and the white light between the two horns on the top of the head were all ancestral instincts, which were stimulated by it, which was completely different from the spells in the world.

The deck was not long, and the five half-demons were only about thirty steps away from the Qilin, and they used their magic armor to resist the swords under their feet, and at the same time stretched out their arms and cast spells on the Qilin.

There was a loud sound, and a black gas the thickness of a thumb shot out from the half-demon's hand, like a string of beaded arrows, the two sides were so close that as soon as the sound started, at least fifty black arrows had already arrived in front of the qilin.

The flea's two front hooves kept stepping lightly, and continued to attack the enemy with the gold of the five elements, while shaking its head, a white ball of light formed between the two horns, continuously shooting small beads and scattering the black arrows.

The pale blue Mu Xingqiu stopped behind the big ball of light. Be protected by it.

There is a little demon seed attached to the phaseless demon sound, and it should have returned to the caster immediately after hitting the target Santian, but Mu Xingqiu's Santian was not destroyed, and the cultivation pill inside was entangled with the demon seed. This is not Mu Xingqiu's will. Nor is it part of the half-devil's plan.

But this is what happened, the five half-demons wanted to retrieve their little demon seed, but Mu Xingqiu had to completely destroy the demon seed within Santian, otherwise, his cultivation pill would be destroyed.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't help anything. All of his energy was spent on urging the three cultivation pills.

The flea's two front hooves stepped faster and faster, cracks appeared on the deck one after another, and small beads of light above his head splashed around like raindrops, only bypassing Mu Xingqiu behind.

The five half-demons approached step by step, but the speed was slowing down, the distance between the two sides was too close, the spell was almost sent out in front of them, and the slightest negligence would be hit, but the half-demons still had the upper hand, and they moved forward cautiously. It's for fear of accidentally injuring the demon seed.

"Formation. "A half-demon ordered, it's close enough, there's no need to wait.

The number of black arrows increased dramatically, but instead of shooting at the target, they stopped in the air and became more and more dense, and finally formed a large black ball, enveloping the unicorn and the light blue smoke ball inside.

The black ball slowly shrank, and the small light beads shot out by the Qilin began to shoot through a few holes, and it didn't take long. All that's left is the thudding sound.

In the face of the black ball, the flea felt the pressure, but what Mu Xingqiu noticed was the pulling force, and the demon seed in Santian was helped. He is frantically trying to rush out, and if he succeeds, the result will be that Mita and the cultivation pill will be destroyed at the same time.

The battle was raging, the cracked deck creaked, there was no news of Yin Bushen, who had gone to fetch the rescuers, and there was only one frightened spectator in the whole battle.

Tuoyong is too weak. The five half-demons only glanced at him at first, and then didn't pay attention to him again.

The half-demon is already in control, and Takuto feels more and more lost, he should have become a half-demon, and from then on he was firmly on the side of the winner.

He wondered if he still had a chance, "My name is Tuoyong, and the demon clan has left me a noble soul......"

"Noble souls?" the five half-demons had already taken their feet and could distract themselves from laughing at the half-demons, "Did a voice say these things to you?"

"Yes, yes, just after my body died, that voice ......" Takuto was very happy when he got a response, and ignored the ridicule.

"That voice is your own, and what you say is naturally what you like to hear, and the 'noble soul' doesn't exist at all, and I thought I was a descendant of the first emperor of mankind. ”

"But after all, we are different, after all, we are the Chosen One, right?" Tuoyong can not have a noble soul, but he can't stand mediocrity.

A half-demon in his sixties turned his head and looked at Tuoyong coldly, "Don't think nonsense, we are the Demon Elector, but it has nothing to do with the body and soul, the Demon Chosen is the Dao Elector, and we all have Dao roots." ”

Tuoyong was taken aback and blurted out, "I don't have a Dao root!"

"You have a Dao root, but you didn't become a Taoist, after the age of fourteen or fifteen, the Dao root shrank, and even the Taoist priest couldn't see it, only the demon clan could resurrect the Dao root and make you a half-demon. The old half-demon glanced at the four companions, "Such a simple thing, many half-demons themselves don't know, their daydreams are used to it." ”

The other four half-demons just laughed, noncommittal to the claim.

Tuoyong was stunned for a while, "How could the Dao Commander miss these demon clans and humans with Dao roots. ”

"The Dao system does not accept half-demon and beast demon disciples, among you, Dao roots are very rare, and it is normal to be missed, as for human beings, we have not been missed, but we have not been able to condense the Dan. ”

"You are all Daoist disciples?" Tuoyong was taken aback again.

"It used to be. ”

"Dao Tong didn't get rid of you......"

"Haha, why did the Dao Tong get rid of us? For hundreds of thousands of years, the demon seed has never deliberately approached the 'waste root' disciples, in the eyes of the Dao Tong, we are useless, at most we are a group of relatively strong human beings, when the Dao Tong retired a few years ago, most of the disciples who have not yet condensed the Dan have been left behind, and the Dao Tong still expects us to become the core force of the human race. Ha ha. ”

An eighteen or nineteen-year-old half-demon interjected: "That's right, I was originally a disciple of Xingshan, but I couldn't condense the Dan for six years, and the Dao Unification retired, so I was sent back to my hometown." I joined the army, hoping to protect the human race, but the human race has long since decayed, and the dragon bin will be empty, and the emperors are looking for ways to surrender to the demons, and the so-called war is just to get some negotiation conditions for themselves. I was killed in one of these wars, and then I realized that the house was on fire, and everyone was running out, so why should I stay behind? I should have run faster than everyone else. ”

Everyone has their own reasons for becoming half-demons, one old and one young, two half-demons look at each other and smile, nod to each other, and then cast spells together.

The black ball had shrunk to a small size, and the thumping inside was waning, and the battle was coming to an end.

Takuto left the most important question for the last, because he was afraid to hear the answer in utter despair, "I...... Can you still ...... Become a half-demon?"

The five half-demons turned their heads to look at him at the same time, and laughed at the same time, and it was the older half-demon who spoke: "Didn't the Sacrifice King sue you? No child of the Tuo Clan can become a half-demon, even if you have a Dao Root, once your identity is identified, the Demon Clan will not accept you." This is the request of the king of sacrifice, and as for the reason, you should ask him. ”

Tuoyong was like a heavy blow, it turned out that he was nothing, everything was a dream, and what a grand plan he had made in his dream - probably this is the reason why the King of Sacrifice did not allow the children of the royal family to become half-demons.

"You should feel fortunate that the Dao Root has given you a chance to relive, the Flesh Sacrifice can not only accumulate strength, but also find the Chosen One, and those who have the Dao Root, no matter how old they are, even if they are already a waste root in the eyes of the Dao Commander, they can still survive in the Flesh Sacrifice. We will send you back to the country of sacrifice so that you can continue to be a royal child. ”

"I will not return to the country of sacrifice. Tuo Yong shook his head again and again, he knew very well in his heart that he would be punished after returning to China, and he would become a waste of the Tuo clan without even a demon pill, endless shame and humiliation, he could imagine it now, "I would rather die here than return to the country." ”

"Then let you get your wish, there will also be a physical sacrifice in Zhaoshan, we will keep you here, and after seven hundred and forty-nine days, you will still be gone. ”

"There are quite a few Chosen ones in the Beast Master, and this will be a feast. ”

"Hey, if it weren't for these Chosen One, how would the Battle of Asan let them escape?"

"Not this time. ”

The five half-demons talked casually, the magic circle had been formed, they only needed to maintain it, they were more concerned about retrieving the demon seed than killing Qilin and Mu Xingqiu.

There was a roar in the clouds in the distance, and strange lights flickered, apparently a battle was also going on.

Unmoved, the five half-demons continued to discuss how many Chosen ones they could take after the battle.

Tuanyong was forgotten again, and looked into the distance, thinking that this was probably the reinforcement that Yin Bushen had called, and that the timid kraken did not take the opportunity to escape, which was really a bit unexpected for him.

"I will be ridiculed by all the demon clans, including Yin Bushen. Thinking of this, Takuyong's heart sank to the bottom, and he slowly walked towards the side of the boat, he preferred to end his life himself rather than die in the great sacrifice of the flesh.

Stepping on something under his feet, Takuto looked down blankly, and it took a while to recognize that it was an Izumo horn that gave up his country.

The Izumo Horn is very precious, and it is usually given to the sorcerer by the King of Sacrifice, why did this root fall here? Takuto has been asleep, and he has no memory of this time, and he doesn't know about the second-grade sorcerer Qi Survey.

"Pick it up. A voice sounded in his head, Tuo Yong was startled, and when he looked back, the five half-demons were still chatting and casting spells, and they didn't care about him at all.

"Pick up the Izumo corner. That voice sounded again, like Mu Xingqiu.

Takuto slowly bent down to pick up the Izumo Horn, but he no longer had the demonic power to manipulate this precious demon weapon.

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