Mu Xingqiu had just raised his fist, Zhou Qi's eyes rolled and he looked at him coldly, and the palm holding the soul of Yi Shijun suddenly clenched, and there was a slight crisp sound from inside, like a beetle being pinched flat.

Just between breaths, Zhou Qi took the soul from the little demon and destroyed it.

Mu Xingqiu's opportunity was lost like this, maybe the opportunity has never been saved, Zhou Qi is a Taoist priest who focuses on the four gods, and he will never leave his body defenselessly.

"Where is Yi Shijun?" asked Zhou Qi.

Mu Xingqiu should have been horrified by this, but he smiled, "What you grabbed was just an inconsequential soul of Yi Shijun, and the memory in it is enough for you to stuff your teeth, right?"

Yi Shijun's crow soul was imprisoned by Zuo Liuying once, and he never wanted to take the danger lightly, most of his soul was in the golem, but he had many caves, and of course, there were hidden spare souls.

As soon as the soul died, all the souls died, the soul dissipated, but the soul was not affected, Zhou Qi found and killed such a soul, he only had a small part of the memory of Yi Shijun, and Zhou Qi couldn't find the answer to any questions from it.

"Maybe I should look for clues from you, Yi Shijun values you as much as Zuo Liuying. ”

Zhou Qi didn't care about ridicule, he didn't care about Mu Xingqiu, he felt that this was just a puppet, but the puppet would leave traces of the manipulator. His eyes dimmed, and he wanted to use the mind control technique to seize Mu Xingqiu's memory.

Mu Xingqiu was still holding his fist, but his head seemed to have been pierced by an arrow, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow, and the already broken Neidan seemed to have been slashed again, and the pain was like an eagle rising from the canopy of the tree, flying higher and higher, and it still did not stop through the clouds......

It hurts, it hurts, Mu Xingqiu's will also flew up, wanting to surpass this pain. Even if he couldn't stop it, he had to soar above it to keep a glimmer of clarity in his mind, and he still remembered what he was going to do, so he raised his fist and smashed it down like a falling mountain.

Mu Xingqiu had lost more than half of his control over his body, and could only make extremely simple movements, he didn't even know how much power was used in this punch, but he pinned all his hopes on it.

Can a fist kill a priest? Mu Xingqiu believed that this kind of thing had never happened, but what could it be? Even if only one finger was left to move, he would still point at the enemy.

Zuo Liuying always anticipates things like a god. Yi Shijun always has countless followers, but Mu Xingqiu always moves forward bravely, and he also intends to cultivate new leaders and future strength, but that is not what he is really good at.

Throwing a punch at the most unlikely and hopeless time is his strength and his ability.

Even Zuo Liuying couldn't casually enter his brain anymore, let alone a demonic Taoist priest.

Mu Xingqiu felt that he had just punched lightly, as light as a feather brushing his cheeks, but this was not the case.

The first Zhou Qi of the Wangshan Forbidden Secret Department has lived for more than 1,100 years, and he is not a viviparous Dao root like Zuo Liuying. He is by no means a mediocre talent, and when he first knew how to walk, he was trained as a high-level Taoist priest, not to mention fists, and even mosquitoes could not touch his body.

But this punch hit Zhou Qi's defenseless face firmly. How could he be on guard? A Taoist priest who was attacked by the mind control technique should be temporarily unconscious, not to mention swinging his fist, he would not even have the idea of swinging a fist.

Generally speaking, the Divine Daoist is not allowed to perform the Mind Control Technique on the Starfall Daoist. But since Mu Xingqiu spit out the inner pill of the lower dantian, the method of fundamental concealment has disappeared, and he has lost the most basic power of Santian's support. Although the inner pill in the Mud Pill Palace is a five-fold star fall, it is not cultivated by itself, and it does not have the ability to resist the mind control technique of the Divine Daoist.

Zhou Qi understands this qiē, so he has no fear.

How anxious he was to find clues from Mu Xingqiu's mind, how big the accident caused by this punch was.

The priest tilted his head, his consciousness returned to his body, and he didn't bring anything back, but there was a strange feeling in his mouth, and after thinking for a while, he realized that this was pain, and he had never felt this way since the end of infancy.

Zhou Qi raised his hand and wiped it on the corner of his mouth, and when he saw a blood stain on his finger, he was a little puzzled, his blood was no different from that of ordinary mortals.

Mu Xingqiu regained all the control of his body, "If you want clues, ask me, don't just enter my head casually." ”

Zhou Qi was still staring at the blood stains on his fingers, in more than a thousand years of practice, he had never learned how to get angry, and he didn't know how to deal with an unexpected blow, these things were impossible for him to happen, he could understand the cunning and soul-splitting tactics of Yi Shijun, but he couldn't accept the punch in the face.

Zhou Qi stretched out his bloodstained hand, very slowly, very slowly, but Mu Xingqiu couldn't dodge, he was frozen again, even more firmly, and he couldn't even move his gaze.

The palm of his hand choked Mu Xingqiu's throat, Zhou Qi's calm eyes gradually burned like fire, and a handful of smooth long beards turned into iron brushes, and the roots were separated, as if they were about to be shot.

"The Demon Venerable's Fa-rectification allows me to do anything. Zhou Qi paused word by word, and the mana in his hand also increased, and he wanted to let the other party understand that he could enter the minds of ordinary people at will.

As a Divine Priest, this was the first time he had choked a person's throat with his hand, and he had to do it, just killing Mu Xingqiu with a spell could not alleviate the anger in his heart.

The priest was furious, and the charcoal that had never been burned was still charcoal, and the demon had made it drier and more flammable. Anger also brings pleasure, Zhou Qi is experiencing this strange pleasure, he wants to squeeze Mu Xingqiu's life little by little, just like a child licking the candy that his mother bought with great difficulty.

The brutal mana rushed into the Mu Xingqiu meridians, and the place where it passed was like a bamboo, destroying it unscrupulously, but it deliberately slowed down, making every inch of progress an unforgettable torture.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't move his gaze, and he didn't want to move, he stared at the burning eyes on the other side, the more pain, the firmer his will, and his right hand slowly clenched into a fist again, but this punch can't go out, manpower has a limit, he can control his fingers, but he can't control his entire arm.

He can also absorb mana, and Zhou Qi took the initiative to send mana into the meridians, which saved a lot of trouble, and the broken Neidan in the Mud Pill Palace struggled to speed up and rotate. As for the consequences of inhaling these foreign mana, it was no longer something that Mu Xingqiu needed to consider.

But Mu Xingqiu was wrong this time, the mana of the Taoist priest was not the demonic power gathered by hundreds of earth monkeys, and it was not something that a Taoist priest of his realm could touch.

The suction generated by the Muxing Autumn Mud Pill Gong Nei Dan obviously grabbed the external mana within the meridians, but it couldn't move it in the slightest, it was as stable as a mountain, as hot as lava, moving forward steadily, and continuing to destroy the meridians.

"Suck my mana, you want to suck my mana?" Zhou Qi's anger did not diminish as the enemy was tortured. The voice was even more majestic, "I am a Divine Daoist, and I have received a spell taught by the Demon Seed himself, and you actually want to absorb my mana?"

"The realm of infusion is not as simple as you think, we can not only absorb more heaven and earth aura, but also get the help of the Nine Great Dao Unified Treasure, our inner pill and mana are very different from your low-level Taoists, and even from the Xingluo Daoists, you want to absorb my mana. It's as stupid as drinking sea water to quench your thirst. ”

Zhou Qi's mana rushed into Mu Xingqiu's lower dantian, where there was no inner dan, but there was still a large amount of mana and a small amount of heaven and earth aura that had not been consumed, under the persecution of the scorching "sea water". All of them quickly retreated, and the remaining meridians of Guò entered the Mud Pill Palace for refuge.

"Do you miss the method of concealment at all? Its protective power can at least help you block it. Zhou Qi was not in a hurry at all, he felt that Mu Xingqiu's immobilized body was trembling uncontrollably, which indicated that the pain had reached an extremely high level. But it can be added more.

This is the benefit of being demonic, there is no need to despair desire, there is no need to suppress the anger in the heart. You can take revenge as much as you want, and you can get the benefits of an elephant from an ant.

"Accept your fate, give in. Zhou Qi persuaded, a part of his anger turning into curiosity, he wondered how much pain this ordinary Taoist priest could endure.

Zhou Qi's mana broke into Mu Xingqiu's palace.

There is no end to the pain, if you have to set a standard for it, Mu Xingqiu feels that what he is suffering now is probably the pain of the "Serving the Moon" realm, and he did not set the highest Serving the Sun, because he knows that this pain will increase later.

Pain occupied a qiē, Mu Xingqiu couldn't generate suction at all, and all the remaining mana retreated to the Mud Pill Palace, knowing that this last line of defense would eventually be broken, he still decided to make a resistance here.

The body no longer belongs to itself, but all kinds of pain are still coming to the brain, these pains are not mixed together and arrive at the same time, but queue up to enter one after another, you kick, I punch, and there are a lot of swords, guns, swords and halberds waiting behind.

Mu Xingqiu's strength was not enough to swing his fist, but it could still make him smile.

This is the only weapon he has now, and he resists the invincible mana with a smile, and he also answers the "persuasion" of the Shinto priest with a smile - he does not accept his fate, nor does he give in.

Zhou Qi's anger rose again, and the mana he input was accidentally faster, and he rushed from the Jiang Palace to the front of the Mud Pill Palace in an instant, as long as he was a little bit, with a light touch, this kid who dared to punch himself would turn into a pile of dead meat.

Zhou Qi stopped the final blow in time, there is still something to do, this kid dares to refuse his mind control technique, then he must use the mind control technique to take away every bit of his memory.

It doesn't matter if there are clues in the memory, the key is to let Mu Xingqiu understand the difference between the strong and the weak, and it is the duty of the weak to obediently accept the domination of the strong.

Mu Xingqiu finally experienced the pain of the realm of "Serving the Sun", and the strange thing is that this feeling is more like a kind of relaxation, as if falling from a cliff, constantly falling, so that in the end, there is some kind of balance.

Too much mana and heaven and earth aura gathered in the Mud Pill Palace, Mu Xingqiu originally planned to use them to fight a decisive battle with foreign mana, but he couldn't move at all, they froze, tightly surrounding Neidan, who had stopped rotating.

Syllable.

There was a crunch.

Only Mu Xingqiu could hear it, because it came from the Inner Dan, the broken Inner Dan, in the ultimate pain, reintegrated.

Arrow-like mind-control came again.

Mu Xingqiu swung his fist again, and this time he could feel the real power.

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