The last time Mu Xingqiu performed the teleportation technique in front of Kun Chao, he felt a heavy blockage in front of him, as if even time had stopped, and now the same feeling arose, he urged the three inner pills, stimulated all his strength, and tried to break through the shackles again, but this time it changed from fleeing to attacking.

It was like walking in a muddy swamp, every step was extremely difficult, but Mu Xingqiu was familiar with the situation and knew that he only needed to take the most crucial steps to step on solid ground.

He succeeded, his figure disappeared over the city wall, there was no obstacle ahead, his mind was concentrated in the Daotong Tower, and in the next moment, he would appear in the tower, only a door away from Kun Chao.

But his adventure failed, and he had used teleportation in critical situations many times, and finally fulfilled the admonition of the Dao system: don't teleport when the spell environment is too complicated, and you never know what you'll bump into in the next moment.

Mu Xingqiu collided with a giant hand, and like most of Kun Zhu's spells, this hand was formless and colorless, stretching out in the air about ten zhang away from the Daotong Tower, grabbing the attacker.

After performing the teleportation, he must breathe several times, the time is very short, a normal person breathes once, Mu Xingqiu's mana can run in the meridians for at least ten weeks, but this pause is fatal for the fighting method, the demon seed rattan in his hand has no time to react, the opportunity is fleeting, even if the demon seed is split to 100,000 numbers, there is no way to disassemble Kun Chao's giant hand.

One by one, the spells that bloomed in the sky above the imperial capital withered, like an absurd dream: the colors were so brilliant and the sounds were so harsh that the dreamer would wake up once he woke up. But I can't remember a single detail.

There was only one benefit, the panic in the dream also subsided, and nearly a million humans inside and outside the imperial capital came out of their humble hiding places again. Looking up, the cultivators who had been forced to fall to the ground quickly rose into the sky, redrawing the distinction between the strong and the weak.

"The incense is finished. ”

This was the first thing that all eyes noticed, the last wisps of green smoke and ashes were rapidly disappearing in the sky, which meant that the fighting method was over, and compared to the previous illusion battle that lasted for three days and three nights, today's fighting method was as fast as a blink of an eye.

But that dream-like fighting scene has been deeply imprinted in everyone's minds. No one could remember the details, but there were countless wonderful sentences pouring out of everyone's hearts to describe their feelings and the whole fighting process, and they were ready to talk about it.

Just one thing missing. People need to know the outcome of the fight, only this matter is not controversial and irrefutable, it must be clear and clear, and losing is losing. Winning is winning.

No one could see the giant hand of spells that Kun Chao had unleashed. I could only see Mu Xingqiu, who was stopped ten zhang away from the Daotong Tower, floating there, holding a rattan in his hand, his body motionless, as if he had suddenly lost his interest in fighting.

The imperial capital was quiet, and people looked at Daotong Pagoda and Mu Xingqiu from all angles, making all kinds of judgments in their hearts.

There was a bang, and a strange old man in purple appeared in the air. It is a hundred steps away from the Daotong Tower and Mu Xingqiu. There is no one more suitable to announce the results of the battle than Yi Shijun.

"Mu Xingqiu, you lost. And it's a complete defeat, even with the help of the demon seed, you are not the opponent of the ancestor. "Yi Shijun, who just declared war on Kun Chao a few days ago, showed a little flattering at this moment, because he was so close to the Dao Tong Tower that he trembled in his heart, "Give me back the Demon Soul Bead, I lent it to you, remember......?"

The cheers suddenly sounded like a storm from all directions at the same time, the battle was over, the ancestor was victorious, although this was expected by everyone, but after all, this meant the end of a crisis, the imperial capital would restore the glory of the spell, mortals could live in the joy of omnipresence again, and practitioners could concentrate on practicing.

It's a hail to the end of the nightmare.

Mu Xingqiu wanted to tell the Demon Soul Bead that the Demon Soul Bead was still with Mu Dong'er, and he also wanted to tell all humans that the dream did not last, and Kun Chao generously shared the spell with the human race in order to find the whereabouts of the Demon Soul, at most twelve years, or even earlier, when Kun Chao completely eliminated the Demon Soul and the Demon Seed, he would reveal his true face.

But he no longer has the ability to speak, everything about him, from his body to his memory, is tightly held in his hands by Kun Zhen, Yi Shijun is right, Mu Xingqiu is defeated, and he is even worse than Zuo Liuying.

And these words don't have much meaning, Yi Shijun will be able to find Mu Dong'er sooner or later, as for Kun Zhen's true face, Mu Xingqiu can't come up with any evidence worth mentioning.

A Taoist priest flew out directly from the seventh floor of the tower, Yi Shijun turned around and wanted to run, but he stopped after flying dozens of steps, he knew very well that if Kun Chao really made a move, it would be useless for him to teleport hundreds of miles away.

"Star Mountain Grandmaster Zhao Chuye. "There are casual cultivators who recognize this Taoist priest.

"Sect Master Zhao is still the Grand Law Enforcer of the Discipline Department, Mu Xingqiu is going to be sent to the Demon Pulling Cave!"

The audience was a little excited, the Demon Pulling Cave was a place where Daoist Daoists were imprisoned for serious crimes, and it was rare to carry out this punishment in front of outsiders.

Zhao Chuye had a long and square face, his beard hung down to his chest, and his expression was stern, and the words "precepts" seemed to be printed on his face.

"Mu Xingqiu, do you admit that you are in the devil?" Zhao Chuye stopped more than a dozen steps away from Mu Xingqiu, a little higher than him, and his voice was not loud, but it spread extremely far, deliberately so that everyone could hear it.

It is a judgment against mortals.

Mu Xingqiu could speak, but he didn't have anything to say, so he just shook his head.

Yishijun has more than 300 souls, and every time the main soul hesitates, a few souls will emerge to grasp the dominance, and at this moment Yishijun is in such a state, he is afraid of Kunchao, and he can't wait to escape to 100,000 miles away, and he is reluctant to leave because of the demon soul bead, but this time the soul that emerged is a more real guy.

"Mu Xingqiu is not a Taoist priest, why should he be judged by the Dao system? and he is a Taoist priest of Xingshan, how can Grandmaster Pang Mountain ......" The more Yi Shi Jun said, the more frightened he became, and the soul that was coming up was pressed back again, he smiled awkwardly, "It has nothing to do with me, I just want to get my beads back, for Dao Tong it is just a very ordinary thing, but for me it is a flesh and blood ......"

"Go find Mu Dong'er. Mu Xingqiu said.

"Still with him, no wonder you don't have to ...... when you fight," Yi Shijun smiled and flew upside down, "Patriarch Boss." I don't know if you have noticed, there is a group of strange residents in the town of Yelin in Saisuke Province, who just came out of the state of stop a few days ago. Your thirty-three moves are ineffective against them, and not only that, but these inhabitants can also affect others, and lo and behold, the little spell you placed in my Mud Pill Palace has been removed. Needless to say, you can guess what that must mean something, but what it is...... Hehe. You and I may have the same guess, so please give me a moment to find out. It is not appropriate for a Taoist priest to do this. It's also a bit dangerous. I was too excited before, and if I said something out of the ordinary, the patriarch wouldn't have cared, hey......"

Yishijun is like a spinning top that has been whipped. Tumbling and flying all out. The voice came from afar, "Thank you, Patriarch, for your mercy, wait for me to find out the truth......"

The small accident that interfered with the trial was over, and the Star Mountain Grandmaster and Grand Law Enforcement Master Zhao Chuye continued: "Mu Xingqiu, the rattan in your hand is transformed by a demon seed?"

"Yes. Mu Xingqiu said.

"You don't admit to being demonic, but are you willing to be examined by the Discipline Section?"

Mu Xingqiu glanced at the ground, and what he saw was all curiosity, confusion, and resentment, the fierceness of the Battle of Wangshan and the despicability of the demon seed invading many cultivators were still remembered by everyone. It is impossible not to be full of resentment against the rattan and the Mu Xingqiu who holds it.

Mu Xingqiu didn't have a corresponding resentment in his heart, this was a group of humans blinded by spells. There is no chance to choose at all, Mu Xingqiu himself has walked step by step from a mortal to the realm of serving the moon, if it weren't for his strength, he would also be confused under the influence of spells.

This is still a fighting method, all over the world, and Mu Xingqiu is at a disadvantage for the time being.

Only a few eyes are different.

Mu Xingqiu saw Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao, the two of them were not far from him, floating in the air with a group of cultivators, their eyes were inquiring, as if asking Mu Xingqiu what his next plan was, they still thought that Mu Xingqiu would be able to survive the Jedi, and launched an unexpected counterattack at the last moment.

Mu Xingqiu really has no way out at the moment, among the three plans he made with Zuo Liuying, the first plan has the lowest chance of success, Mu Xingqiu is just not convinced, and he is unwilling to be arrested.

Now, he's going to carry out his second plan, trying to get into the Pulling Hole.

The first half of this plan will definitely succeed, and as for the result after entering, it can only be said that there is a slim hope.

"I am only subject to the inspection of the Dao Patriarch. Mu Xingqiu said.

Zhao Chuye didn't squeak, and after a while, he stepped aside, and a cloud of light slowly flew out from the eighth layer of the Dao Tong Tower behind him.

Patriarch Kun Zhen came out in person, his spells were so unpretentious that they were silent, but he never hesitated to show his brilliance when he appeared.

On the ground, in mid-air, groups of human beings, regardless of strength or weakness, all lowered their heads, their hearts were full of reverence for the ancestor, even Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao were no exception, at this moment, they couldn't help but stand on the side of the ancestor, and dispelled their plans to help Mu Xingqiu.

Zuo Liuying and Zeng Fu were walking halfway down, and they also stopped and turned around at the same time, looking into the air.

This is the only meaningless look back in Zuo Liuying's life, because he knows what the result is, and he also knows that the result cannot be changed.

The patriarch spoke, and there was a thunderous majesty in his voice, a god-like solemnity, a spring breeze-like warmth, and an ocean-like openness, and it didn't matter what he said, everyone was lost in this voice, and they were moved to tears, and vaguely felt that there was a more perfect self jumping in the body, and they would soon jump out to replace their current self.

The Taoist priests also flew out of the tower and gathered around the patriarch in a circle, and Zhang Xiang'er, who was standing in it, forgot the conversation with Zeng Fu not long ago, and also forgot the guardian she had been waiting for for many years.

In the entire imperial capital, only Mu Xingqiu saw another scene-Kun Zhuan's face was full of anger, holding a sword in one hand and a bell in the other--he heard another voice.

"The Demon Soul has transformed a part of your soul so that you can be the first to discover its awakening, which is your talisman. Mu Xingqiu, you will get your wish to enter the Demon Extraction Cave and explore the so-called 'single-minded use' and 'unintentional use', I look forward to having the opportunity to fight with you again, but this is impossible. As a true punishment, you will endure the harshest torture in the Extraction Cave until the only useful soul remains. Do you want to know what I really think? Then I'll tell you: sentient beings are useless, they are not qualified to go to perfection with me. ”

The rattan in Mu Xingqiu's hand disappeared, a large amount of green light emerged from the top of his head, and the surrounding Taoist priests took out bronze mirrors to irradiate it, confirming that this was really a demon seed.

A copper gourd flew out from the ninth floor of the Daotong Tower.

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