Exorcism

Shen Geng was lost. He knew the approximate location of Luanjing Mountain and flew all the way to the southwest. However, after arriving in Talang Kingdom, facing the overlapping mountains, he could not find his target. He wandered around without bumping into it. Zhang Suqin was constantly being monitored by the casual cultivators. . .

Shen Geng's eyes are broken and he always uses magic to see things. This is very difficult for ordinary Taoist priests. First, it is difficult to support the magic power. Second, seeing too many things disturbs the mind. But after five years of training, he While thinking about it, I slowly figured out a way to see things using only a small amount of mana, and now I'm used to it.

"Mu Xingqiu, Yang Qingyin, how come you two are together? Has the Yang family fallen to the point of becoming associated with mortals?" Shen Geng walked to the right. He was still a Taoist priest and was not used to staying too close. The distance, especially the fact that there was a blue curling stone behind him, also made him nervous. He didn't trust anyone.

"Speaking of depravity, the Yang family is ashamed in front of the Shen family." Yang Qingyin has prepared the spell, "Do you know that you have become a demon? Do you know that you are a magician now? I heard that you killed people in Yangshen Peak. He made many disciples.”

Shen Geng smiled, like a black bat flapping its wings across the treetops in a silent night, "Of course I am a magician. Do you think I don't know this? Yang Qingyin, you are as stupid as the idiots in Yangshen Peak. "

Yang Qingyin was furious and almost threw the fireball in her hand, but finally held back. She knew that the distance between the two parties was too close, less than fifty steps away. For a Taoist priest, this was almost like a close-up fight. , it is very likely that one move can determine the outcome.

Zuo Liuying said that Shen Geng had a murderous intention and had reached the realm of dining. The Taoist priest was no match for him. Their only chance of victory came from Mu Xingqiu's Frost Soul Sword, and Yang Qingyin could only play a supporting role. .

She took a breath and quietly put away the fireball in her hand, planning to concentrate on defense later. Lan Bingqing's enemies are unpredictable, so she can't be expected to step in and help.

Shen Geng raised his head and looked at the stars and moon in the night sky with blood-red eyes, "Dujiao is nowhere to be seen. The disciples of Yangshen Peak all thought this was a test from the Ancestor Peak. I was the only one who knew something big had happened. There are advantages to not having Dujiao. I can Entering and exiting the Patriarch's Tower at will, I saw the Dream-Rejecting Cauldron disappearing, which made me even more certain that Pangshan was in crisis. I sat in the Patriarch's Tower and thought about it day and night. Finally, the Third Patriarch showed me the message. The peak has been destroyed, the Nine Avenues have collapsed, and I must take a completely different path to save everything.

"So you are willing to be a magician?" Mu Xingqiu was ready to go, but he wanted to hear what Shen Geng had to say because he had too many doubts in his heart.

Shen Geng turned to look at Mu Xingqiu and spread his arms, as if welcoming some kind of power into his body. "The Third Ancestor gave me a revelation: Since everyone is so afraid of the demons, why not just imitate the demons and learn from them?" What about power? I am a magician, but I am still sane. Not only am I practicing faster, my magic power is also stronger.

I am willing to fight the demons and protect the world, even if you don't understand me, or even disobey me and betray me. But I forgive you and give you a chance to repent to me. Follow my path. "

"The Yangshen Peak disciple you killed must be the one who refused to follow you." Mu Xingqiu already understood Shen Geng's change.

"Eleven people, their brains are as stubborn as stones. They don't believe me and want to gang up against me. I have no choice but to show them the benefits of magic cultivation." Shen Geng flicked his finger to the sky, "it disappeared into thin air."

"The remaining people are more honest. They are repenting in Yangshen Peak. After everything is settled, I will select suitable disciples from them to practice with me."

Lan Bingju, who was in the car, clapped her hands and said, "Pangshan really has a bright future. He has both mind science and magician priests. Who among the Nine Great Daoists can compare with Pangshan? But there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Let's compare the two of you first. Let me see which faction is more promising."

Shen Geng turned to Lan Bingke, "You said you would take me to Luanjing Mountain."

"Of course, I will meet Luanjingshan the day after tomorrow. Stay here. Then you will naturally meet Luanjingshan Taoist priests, and they will take you there."

Shen Geng didn't say anything more, but he didn't cast the spell immediately.

"Why are you going to Luanjing Mountain? Are you going to complain to your mother?" Yang Qingyin said sarcastically.

Shen Geng nodded, "Well, find my mother, she will be the first high-level Taoist priest in the Taoist tradition to support me, and we will work together to promote magic cultivation.

Shen Geng's spell struck unexpectedly, without any warning in advance. He seemed to be still in a slightly dazed state. Suddenly, two sharp blades appeared silently in the air, wrapped in translucent flowing cold light. They were far away from the two people opposite. Only ten steps away.

Yang Qingyin immediately summoned a bronze mirror and a bronze seal to block the two sharp blades respectively, giving Mu Xingqiu a chance to cast the spell.

But Mu Xingqiu didn't fight back, but just like her, he summoned a mirror and a seal.

Shen Geng is a first-level magician of Xia Xia. He is much more powerful than the two breathing Taoist priests. His four magic weapons can only barely block the sharp blades, and he didn't even use 50% of his magic power.

"This is not like the Mu Xingqiu I remember. Don't you like fighting very much? Don't you fight to the death? Where is your sword? Where is the power of your soul?" Shen Geng became more and more severe as he spoke, but He didn't strike again.

Yang Qingyin also glanced at Mu Xingqiu in confusion. She didn't know whether the two of them cooperated incorrectly or he had other ideas. The power of the soul should be available when there is a chance.

"The power of the soul can't be used on you. It's too wasteful." Mu Xingqiu originally planned to use it, but he changed his mind at the last moment. "The Taoist Priest Denzhuke refused to teach me spells. Every time I cast a spell, it will cause damage to the Frost Soul Sword." damage."

Yang Qingyin was even more surprised. Even if Mu Xingqiu didn't want to use the Frost Soul Sword, there was no need to tell the truth.

Shen Geng obviously didn't believe it at all. His blood-red eyes were getting brighter and brighter. He didn't intend to retain his strength for the next move.

"No, I hope you can teach me some mental illusions. I want to defeat Shen Geng with illusions."

There was silence on the mountain peak for a while, and Lan Bingju sneered again, "Are you also possessed by a demon? Why should I teach you the illusion of mind? What's the benefit of helping me? Let Zuo Liuying get a powerful Pangshan disciple?" "

"You said that even if I rise to the third or fourth level of the illusion, I will still be no match for the Luanjing Mountain Taoist priests. This is certainly not Zuo Liuying's intention."

Lan Bingju thought for a while and shook his head. "No. The Nine Great Traditions may not be able to find anyone who understands the illusion of mind and heart better than me, but I won't teach it to you or anyone else. Just let these spells rot in my stomach. "

Mu Xingqiu sighed softly and said to Yang Qingyin: "There is no other way, we have to fight to the death."

Yang Qingyin nodded, she had been prepared for a long time, and even felt that Mu Xingqiu wasted an opportunity.

Both sides took action almost at the same time. Mu Xingqiu refused to use the Frost Soul Sword, and Shen Geng did not take out the Yangshen Peak.

More than a dozen sharp blades were shot at him, and Yang Qingyin summoned five magic weapons at the same time. Composed of five layers of protective shield, she is a Taoist priest at the seventh level of breathing, only one step behind Shen Geng's Xia Xia at the first level, but her strength is several times different. The shield cannot block all sharp blades.

Mu Xingqiu understood this and summoned three magical weapons to assist Yang Qingyin's shield. At the same time, a long black whip emerged from his right sleeve. The weeds clinging to the ground quickly rushed towards Shen Geng.

"Well, the whip is the most commonly used weapon in the Nianxin Department." Lan Bingju nodded slightly. "So you have figured out how to use a long whip to break the Taoist priest's protective power."

Shen Geng originally wanted to step on the whip, but after hearing what Lan Bingju said, he immediately jumped up and shot a sharp blade towards the tip of the whip.

Mu Xingqiu used all his strength, doing two things at once. One mind controls the whip to chase Shen Geng and prevent him from getting too far away or rising too high. The other mind controls the three magic weapons and Yang Qingyin to work together to protect themselves.

Shen Geng is equivalent to fighting with three inhaling Taoist priests. Although they still had the upper hand, they could not win immediately.

Lan Bingju looked at it for a while, and frowned more and more, "I heard that you two are enemies, why are you fighting so politely? Shen Geng, aren't you a magician? Let me see where the magic is. Mu. Xingqiu, sooner or later you have to use the power of your soul, so why not take out the sword as soon as possible, otherwise, when you die, the sword will still belong to me."

The fight was actually very thrilling and not polite at all. Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin stood still on the ground to save their mana. They tried their best to block the sharp blades that kept coming at them six or seven steps away. If you are not careful, you will be struck by a sharp blade.

The long whip did not pose much of a threat to Shen Geng in the air. No matter how he chased him, he was always several feet away.

Lan Bingju quite admired this whip and praised it: "I have read a lot of records of telepathy magic, but I have never practiced it. I was also wondering how many unique features a whip can have. It turns out that there is such a way of fighting. . This evolved from the Nine Beast Transformations. The Nine Beast Transformations, Xiyue, Xiangju, Roar, Burst, Hidden Dance, are all used, but..." Lan Bingju shut up in time and just watched with a smile.

The fight didn't last long. Shen Geng was tired of it. With his current ability, he didn't need to contend with two inhaling Taoist priests. Although Lan Bingju was a Xingluo Taoist priest, it seemed like she would remain neutral. He had nothing to fear. of.

Shen Geng landed heavily on the ground, stretched out his right arm, and turned his palm towards the enemy. His two blood-red eyes suddenly flashed with light. The wind blew up from the ground. A large field of weeds in front of him withered instantly. Mu Xingqiu's long whip seemed to be more powerful. The enemy's little beast, with its whip tip raised high, was hovering above Shen Geng's head.

The seven sharp blades that Shen Geng shot before paused in the air for a moment, and actually became as soft as whips. They spread out, like a seven-fingered giant claw, and grabbed hard at the two inhaling Taoist priests. www. a. c

The sharp claws were just a trick to attract attention, and the void in the middle was the real magic spell. A powerful force broke through the protective shield composed of eight magic weapons after just a few tests.

Yang Qingyin shouted softly, and a huge fireball with a diameter of more than five or six feet blocked the place a few inches in front of the two of them. She had to use offense as defense to block Shen Geng's spell. She knew that she could only hold on for about one breath. , their lives and deaths depended on Mu Xingqiu's final blow with the power of his soul.

Lan Bingju's eyes widened unconsciously.

The other three people all believed that Mu Xingqiu had only one choice left - to use the power of the soul, so they couldn't help but be surprised when they saw his risky choice at the last moment.

Mu Xingqiu still refused to summon the Frost Soul Sword. He threw his shoulders suddenly, and Baldy fell down. He climbed on the long whip and evaded the magic spell at an incredible speed, and rushed towards Shen Geng.

As soon as Shen Geng appeared, his head felt a strong attraction. The moment the magician appeared, the attraction had grown to the point where he was desperate.

(Please recommend and subscribe) (To be continued...) \u003c!--flag00xs--\u003e