Zhou Qi, the Taoist priest, injected all his mana into the jade axe, he no longer controlled the inner dan, he let it spin wildly, and even added a lot of strength to it, this state could not last long, and the time for ordinary people to breathe five or six times could make him dying.

Zhou Qi hopes that he can buy a little time, a little is enough, as long as he can break the jade axe, he will be able to regain his freedom, Neidan will definitely be damaged by Yanzhòng, it may take dozens or hundreds of years to recover, but he can save his life, and after recovery, he is still a Taoist priest.

If he can really buy that precious time, Zhou Qi still faces an unavoidable obstacle - Mu Xingqiu, and the Taoist priest no longer calls him a "little Taoist".

Mu Xingqiu's suction power is the same as Meng Yuanhou's, it comes from a firm will, and the two of them are practicing the art of defying the sky, and they frequently know the difficulties, and they have to climb the dangerous peaks that no one has explored. In addition to protecting the bald man and Shen Shang, Mu Xingqiu's mana was not used much, and if the jade axe was broken later, his strength would be stronger.

Zhou Qi couldn't allow this kind of thing to happen, and he wanted to solve Mu Xingqiu together with the jade axe.

The moment Zhou Qi poured out his mana, Mu Xingqiu understood that the Divine Daoist was not only injecting mana into the jade axe, but also pushing the surrounding mana, demonic power, and unclean qi into Mu Xingqiu's body.

Mu Xingqiu has been carefully controlling his suction, as long as he can maintain his balance and barely protect himself, he will never compete with the jade axe for the various powers that are swarming around, until now the power he has absorbed is less than one percent of the jade axe.

"Let me 'help' you!" Zhou Qi threw away the last trace of disguise, more than a thousand years of desperate abandonment was compensated at this moment, his body seemed to have doubled, his eyes were like electricity, and his voice was like thunder, "Mu Xingqiu, you're right, the fighting method is not over yet!

Just a few words. Mu Xingqiu's body was flooded with power several times his own limit, this was not a hundred rivers converging the sea, but the water of several large rivers flowing into a small pond in a very short time. Mu Xingqiu is pond, knowing that he can't withstand so much power, but he can't stop absorbing it, which will make the bald man's mucus shell unbalanced, and it will also make Shen Shang lose his support.

The whole process was very short, as soon as Zhou Qi's words fell, the jade axe that had absorbed more power exploded, and for Mu Xingqiu, this was the moment that decided the life and death of the three of them. He immediately stopped suctioning, ready to vent the excess power in his body, especially the large amount of unclean qi inside.

Zhou Qi succeeded, he still had a little mana left, enough to restrain the runaway Neidan, it only took a short while, he could cast spells normally, although it was impossible to reach the realm of infusion, but it was enough to kill Mu Xingqiu, whose strength was overstretched.

Neither of them had time to realize their ideas. In that extremely short moment, something happened that none of them expected: after the jade axe exploded, some of the previously absorbed power dissipated into the air, and most of it split into two ways. Enter Mu Xingqiu and Zhou Qi's body.

Zhou Qi was the biggest source of power for the jade axe, Mu Xingqiu was the biggest contender, and Meng Yuanhou's soul took revenge on these two people the moment it lost its tangible shell - all the memories of the soul were frozen in the cultivation. Naturally, he won't recognize Mu Xingqiu.

It was at this moment that the demon clan who fell from the sky saw a radiant spectacle, like the manifestation of a god and the power of the supreme treasure of heaven and earth. For the two people in it, this is an extremely critical moment on the line of life and death.

Then, the wind stopped, and the night was still silent, and thousands of demon clans and alien beasts fell to the ground crackling like a hailstone.

Shen Shang also fell to the ground, and after two or three zhang, he found that the suction had disappeared and he could cast spells freely, so he immediately turned around, first catching the bald man, and then rushing towards Zhou Qi, thinking that he could help a little. This choice was very wrong, Shen Shang made the action of flying upward, and was pushed away by a powerful force, and in the blink of an eye, he was bounced into the snow a hundred steps away.

Fortunately, the snow was deep enough, and Shen Shang immediately jumped out, holding the bald man and looking up, not even bothering to ask where these strange demon clans around him came from.

All the demons have been resisting on the way to fly, so they have all lost a lot of demon power, and some of them have lost the strength to get up, and they all have wide eyes, looking at the two light clusters in mid-air.

The two people in the light group each took different measures to deal with this sudden domineering force.

Zhou Qi wanted to absorb these powers for a while, but the idea was shattered faster than a spark, and the power sent by the soul was not only far beyond his current capacity, but also mixed with many strange powers, even for the Demon Daoist, it was the same impurities as poison.

The strategy of the Shinto Taoist priest is to protect Mita, let go of all his meridians, let the power pour in, stir and mix in the body, and then cast it freely, which will cause him some severe damage, but as long as Mita is still there, Yi Qiē can still be saved.

As long as he lives, this is Zhou Qi's highest priority.

Mu Xingqiu's Santian only left the Mud Pill Palace to be relatively complete, the Jiang Palace and the Lower Dantian had been destroyed together with the meridians, and the flood of power was gathered in his body, so he had no other choice than to fight against the second, more turbulent force. At this moment, he is like a woodcutter who is pressed by firewood and can't straighten his waist, and he has to compete with the fierce tiger that pounces on the opposite side.

This process didn't last long, the mouths of the demons on the ground hadn't closed, the light cluster in mid-air disappeared, and the two glowing people fell straight down and plunged into the snow, without any divine bearing.

The demons waited longer, the inexplicable strong suction, an involuntary flight, and an indescribable strange light, they experienced too many unbelievable things in a short period of time, one by one, as if in a dream, no one dared to be the first to pierce the dream.

Jin Tuan flew up, and fell down in a few steps, he lost a lot of demon power, and before he could recover, he could only run forward and shout: "Shen Shang, is there a demon master in front?"

Shen Shang turned around and looked at the brocade that came running with a blank expression, "Yes, there is also the Taoist priest from Wangshan, who brought Bingkui." Am I dreaming, or am I dead, this qiē is an illusion of the soul?"

"They're all alive. Jin Tuan said sharply, his footsteps did not stop, ran past Shen Shang, and continued to rush to the place where Mu Xingqiu fell.

Shen Shang finally reacted, only he had been reminded from the beginning and firmly controlled Neidan, so he suffered the least loss, and he was able to cast spells normally, and immediately flew up, surpassing Jintuan.

An arm stretched out in the snow in front of him, Shen Shang was taken aback, and landed dozens of steps away in advance, holding the bald man with one hand and blocking the brocade behind him with the other, although it was in the dark night, he could also recognize that it was not Mu Xingqiu's arm.

Zhou Qi crawled out, his body was covered with snow, his hair was loose, his hairpin was missing, and his beard was tangled into a messy mess, but he didn't care at all, kneeling on the ground and groping around like a blind man.

Soon he found what he was looking for.

Zhou Qi stood up and laughed loudly, this was a heartfelt laugh, a smile that had accumulated for thousands of years, and after a while, there was a little more crying in the laughter, "My Inner Dan is a fourfold spirit of infusion, I have learned more Dao system spells than all the breathing Dao priests combined, and the demon seed personally taught me a spell that I have not seen for more than 100,000 years." And you, Mu Xingqiu, actually forced me into this situation. ”

There were too many things that shouldn't happen, Zhou Qi almost lost his mind, he didn't notice the demon clan standing around him stupidly, he only spoke to one person, this person was still lying in the snow and didn't move, "But I survived, Mu Xingqiu, who loses and who wins in this fight?"

"You lose. ”

The answerer was not Mu Xingqiu, who was motionless, but Shen Shang, who was dozens of steps away, "Zhou Shouzao, have you forgotten? ”

Zhou Qi found that there were a lot of spectators around, he turned around in place, stretched out his right arm, and slowly grew a sword out of his clenched fist, this is the magic sword of Taoism, antique, "Have I ever admitted defeat?"

Shen Shang's face changed, and he secretly complained that he was too slow to react, the jade axe was destroyed, the soul dissipated, and there was a drop of water in the sword washing pool, which was the treasure of Ashan, it was not easy to destroy it, Zhou Qi looked for water everywhere as soon as he woke up, but he stood a hundred steps away, wasting a great opportunity.

Shen Shang hurriedly grabbed the brocade who wanted to step forward again, and a smile appeared on his face, "Congratulations to Zhou Shouzao for practicing another powerful spell - not counting words, forgetting in an instant, with this spell, you are invincible in the world." ”

Zhou Qi took a few steps towards Shen Shang with a cold face, and suddenly stopped, "Just because you also want to compete with me, do you want to buy time for Mu Xingqiu, or do you want to change someone." ”

Zhou Qi turned around and stretched out his other hand, and the deadly Mu Xingqiu flew out of the snow and fell into his hands.

"Demon Master!" The demons brought by Jin Tuo recognized Mu Xingqiu, and they all ran over, all stopping behind the Rice King.

Sensing that there was no trace of mana in Mu Xingqiu's body, Zhou Qi was not in a hurry to do it, and shouted: "Who else wants to see Mu Xingqiu off, stand up for all!"

The demon soldiers of the sacrificial country did not move, but slowly retreated, if it weren't for the loss of too much demon power, they would have run away a long time ago, only one demon rushed over, that was the prince of the sacrificial king, Tuotao, he surpassed the Jintuan and other demons, and knelt down more than a dozen steps away from Zhou Qi, "Demon Venerable, you are the Demon Venerable, I am the prince of the sacrificial king, and I have come to pay allegiance to you......"

Zhou Qi waved his sword, stopped the prince's words, and turned his head to look at Mu Xingqiu who was holding in his hand.

Mu Xingqiu woke up, he didn't die, he just looked very weak, barely standing on his feet, but he didn't have the strength to break free from the palm that grabbed the collar.

Zhou Qi showed a hint of a smile, "What else do you have?" Mu Xingqiu, what other tricks do you have to defeat me and wash the sword pool." ”

"Psychic illusions. Mu Xingqiu spit out four words with difficulty and made a move.

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