More and more magic weapons could not withstand the entry of excessive souls and broke and fell, like ripe fruits, falling to the bottom of the golden pit and becoming fragments...... The moment Mu Xingqiu interrupted the illusion, he connected it again, he couldn't just admit defeat, even if he lost both, he had to persevere.

The bald man slowly spun in place, he laughed a few times, and suddenly stopped, because he saw that not only Sun Yulu fell into sadness, but Brother Xiaoqiu's expression was not so interested, he asked while spinning: "Brother Xiaoqiu, what's wrong with you? Is it because I said that we look different? Or do you think of Fangfang?"

Mu Xingqiu was already able to accept the fact that Fang Fang died, and it was only now that he unearthed Sun Yulu's feelings for Meng Yuanhou, and a finely carved emotional statue in his heart was revealed, which was even more exquisite and attractive than he imagined.

Knowing that this was the result of the telepathic illusion, he still couldn't help but think of all the regrets in the past.

"I didn't really spend much time with Fangfang. He said that there is no fixed person to talk to, whether it is bald or Sun Yulu, it doesn't matter, he just wants to say what he holds in his heart, "It's not that she's thinking, or I'm practicing boxing, and I use it to find books when we're together." I thought I would be able to spend hundreds or thousands of years with her, and I thought that the best time would be when everything was ready, but ......"

He didn't know what to say, the bald man was dazed, just spinning in place, but Sun Yulu on the other side spoke, "But it was interrupted by accident." Isn't cultivation the process of eliminating accidents? Taoist priests tirelessly abandon their desires in order to eliminate an accident in advance, and one in ten thousand may be almost non-existent for mortals, but it is a huge threat to Taoist priests with a long lifespan, and half of them may be willing to try, but Taoist priests must stay away. The possibility of death will always exist, and if you can't change death, you have to change your attitude towards death. We are all Taoists. should have cut off the relationship, but he was lucky and refused to do it, and was punished as a result. ”

Sun Yulu was right, but tears were still dripping from her eyes.

"I'd rather be punished. Mu Xingqiu is struggling with the uncontrollable grief in his heart, he is a spell caster, provoking the feelings of others, and he must not be overwhelmed by love, "I hope that there is a hell in the world, at least Fangfang still exists somewhere." I hope that when people die, they will become ghosts, and I will always be by her side, even if these are two worlds, even if we don't see each other, as long as I know that she is still here, I will be satisfied. Memory is a punishment for Taoist priests, but this is the only way to remember Fangfang, and I am willing to accept the punishment all the time. ”

"You're going to be enchanted. Sun Yulu showed a little pity, "Being enchanted by love is the most painful." You'll weep, you'll be disgusted, you'll be angry, you'll want to kill everyone. Take the whole world to join your beloved, but once Nedan and Demon Thoughts are taken away, you won't be able to beat even a dog. In the eyes of others, you are just a nasty wretched wretch. ”

"Is it just me? You're going to be enchanted too. Although Meng Yuanhou is alive, it is no different from death to you. Mu Xingqiu had become cruel, and his arrogance was still exerting influence on him. He couldn't bear to be lectured by his opponent, "What I just said is a lie, Meng Yuanhou never mentioned your name, he is dedicated to cultivation, and he has long forgotten about you." Not only are you caught in a love affair, but you are also a wishful thinking affair. ”

Sun Yulu's body trembled, and tears flowed out more, she had a young appearance, but she was a hundred years old, she had grown so big, and she had never shed so many tears, "It's not wishful thinking, I know that he has feelings for me, it's all in the past, you haven't seen it, and you don't understand." ”

The magic weapon is falling more and more, but the soul restraint power released by the other eight Chaos Jing Mountain Taoist priests is getting stronger and stronger, they have lost their ability to perceive the outside world, and regard the failure of the magic weapon as a threat, the soul is the source of the power of the Lantern Candle Daoist priest, and in the case of their own weakness, their only way to deal with it is to summon more souls.

"I don't need to see it, Meng Yuanhou would rather die than leave the Siguo Cave, that is, he has no feelings for you, all he thinks about is cultivation, and there is no place for you at all. The colder Mu Xingqiu's heart became, he regarded this conversation as a life-and-death battle, and the enemy must be defeated, at this time, the caustic language is like a sharp sword, one is aimed at the heart, and the other is aimed at **, but the purpose is the same.

Although Sun Yulu had feelings for Meng Yuanhou, she was not strong enough to form a love tribulation, but under the impetus of the Nian Xin Illusion, her love tribulation was done in advance. Her mind is not confused, she understands a qiē truth, but these truths are no match for the face that destroyed half of it, and the memories of the past appear one by one, as a Taoist priest of Xiaxia, her ability to reproduce details is much stronger than that of Mu Xingqiu. She watched it over and over again, analyzed it over and over again, looking for evidence that Meng Yuanhou had true feelings for her, but her doubts were always there, stirring up ripples on the lake of mood.

"You're right, Meng Yuanhou didn't care about me at all...... No, you're wrong, he looks at me, and I won't admit it......"

Sun Yulu suffered from gains and losses, her body trembled more and more violently, and it seemed that she would not last long, and she would break and fall like the magic weapons around her.

The bald man exerted a little force, stopped spinning, faced Mu Xingqiu, and said sternly: "Brother Xiaoqiu, you are so bad, you make everyone cry, this is not like you, you never bully girls, you never ......"

"Shut up!" Mu Xingqiu's anger rose, he was at the most critical moment of the battle, raising his weapon high, he was about to make the last cut, and no one could interfere at this time.

The bald man was startled, his face changed suddenly, he forgot to exert himself, and began to spin again, opening his mouth blankly at first, and after a circle, he hurriedly closed his mouth tightly when facing Mu Xingqiu, his eyes dodged, if he still had a body, he was at a loss at this time.

Mu Xingqiu regretted it, he knew how important he was to the bald man, and the cruel words he said hurt him even more, he didn't want the bald man to be afraid of him, so he naturally divided a magic force, wanting to change the bald man's opinion of himself.

The bald love was simple, and Mu Xingqiu could feel it lightly when he was still on the first layer of the illusion, so he didn't use any special force, just touched it lightly.

Without penetration, his illusion was actually blocked.

Mu Xingqiu was slightly startled, and immediately strengthened his mana, but he still didn't penetrate. The bald man's protective ability is actually stronger than that of an ordinary inhaling Taoist.

"Stop. When the bald man turned around again, Mu Xingqiu screamed.

The bald man obediently stopped.

Mu Xingqiu looked at the bald man's head, not far from the place where the heart of the demon clan was hidden, there was a faint light, he had been concentrating on casting spells, but he didn't notice it.

"Zuo Liuying, Zuo Liuying again, sneaky, why don't you come out to speak?"

The bald man was even more frightened, and his lips were closed too tightly. Somewhat white.

A total of eleven golden villains flew out of the bald man's head and flew to different people, including Mu Xingqiu.

Mu Xingqiu snorted, his confidence had increased to the point of arrogance, and he was not afraid at all in the face of the golden villain who Zuo Liuying came out of the ancestor tower, and the black long whip stretched out from the cuffs, and the tip of the whip hit the target directly.

The golden villain didn't dodge and was being hit. Two small hands grasp two horsehairs, as if to compete with the long whip. The long whip flicked, like a wild dog biting its prey, desperately swaying from side to side.

The bald man's eyes followed the whip as fast as it moved. I held back a lot of words, but I didn't dare to speak.

The Jin people were not eliminated, Mu Xingqiu was even more angry, he could use two things, so he continued to use illusions on Sun Yulu. And through guò she influenced all the Taoist priests of Chaojing Mountain, and the other heart controlled the long whip, and she had to put the Jin people to death.

Sun Yulu spoke again. The tears in her eyes were gone, and under the protection of the golden villain, her resistance to the Nian Mind Illusion was gradually increasing, "Mu Xingqiu, turn back, you are about to enter the demon, this is not a joke, you are a demon for Fangfang, but after entering the demon, there is no way to protect her soul, let alone take back her soul from Feng Ruxuan." ”

"Protect yourself, your love calamity has taken shape, even if you get rid of illusion, it's useless, you can't survive the love calamity, you will fall into the demon sooner than me. "Mu Xingqiu is distracted and casts, and the two are not delayed.

"You're right, I can't survive the catastrophe, I'm not a genius Taoist, I've been wandering in the realm of Dianxia for decades, I think my cultivation is over, if you enter the demon, you will enter the demon. Meng Yuanhou is a genius, he is stranded in the realm of Dianxia, because he has to take a dangerous road, and when he gets through the difficulties, he will do something. You said that he didn't die, I believe that maybe one day in a hundred years, a Taoist priest who surprised the world will jump out of Pangshan Ancestral Land. If you don't have a demon, please tell him for me then......" Sun Yulu paused for a moment, unable to translate her inner emotions into words, and finally she said, "He deserves me to be a demon for him." ”

The bald man finally couldn't hold back, and whispered: "Brother Xiaoqiu, please, don't be too fast, I can't keep up, and Fangfang won't recognize it." ”

Mu Xingqiu's eyes burned with anger, this anger had no clear goal, he just simply hated Yiqiē, and his only regret was that he didn't have the strength to destroy the world.

The long whip was still fighting fiercely with the golden man, and it had already gained the upper hand, and several ponytails at the end of the whip firmly bound the golden man's feet and one hand.

Mu Xingqiu's other mental power was also increasing, with him as the center, the cold and damp cold qi had spread to a hundred miles away, and countless souls were gathering towards the Frost Soul Sword, and from time to time dozens of them were sent to squeeze the nearby magic weapons one by one.

Only seven candles remained in the air, and the eight female Taoist priests of Ranjing Mountain were crumbling, and they were much more vulnerable than usual when they were casting spells.

Everything was born in this moment, and no one was given time to think about it.

Although Jin Ren can weaken the mental illusion, Sun Yulu can no longer resist the inner calamity, it is her own calamity, no one can help, she decided to give up, ready to plunge into the memory of Meng Yuanhou, and never look back.

With a bang, the only seven remaining lamps and candles burst at the same time, and the eight Chaos Jingshan Taoist priests screamed in unison, all of them showed their true appearances, and they also fell to the ground.

The bald man spun as fast as a spinning top, and he couldn't stop at all, so he could only scream.

The Frost Soul Sword itself has the ability to detain souls, and after all the magic weapons in Chaojing Mountain are damaged, it still continues to absorb souls, and it is faster and stronger, forming a cold whirlwind, and the scope of influence is farther.

The sword body trembled so violently that Mu Xingqiu tried his best to hold it, and the long whip retracted into his sleeve, and the golden villain who was fighting with it disappeared.

Sun Yulu's expression began to go crazy, and low laughter overflowed from her throat.

The bald man shouted: "Brother Xiaoqiu, help me!" Fangfang, Fangfang, help me, I'm bald." ”

Mu Xingqiu stood up suddenly, the Frost Soul Sword in his hand was like a living beast, struggling to get rid of the grasp of humans.

He felt a different kind of spirit, as if it was ordering him to stop.

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