Zhao Chuye was hit by an incomparably strong force, this power came from the talisman he sacrificed, turned around, and returned to his body, but he no longer recognized the original owner, and violently broke into the meridians and wreaked havoc.

The way of the weak could not be used to attack, but it was not a problem for Mu Xingqiu, he had done the process of absorbing and releasing it several times, and he was familiar with it, and he and Zhao Chuye were both flying in the air, up and down, and there was only one cathartic channel for this power.

Zhao Chuye's first reaction was to let go, and after finding that he was firmly glued, he did not panic, and cast several spells one after another, first protecting the upper, middle and lower Santian, and then guiding the disobedient mana, and in turn attacking Mu Xingqiu again.

This fight is like two wrestlers less than ten steps apart from each other throwing hundreds of pounds of big iron balls, throwing when you need to use all your strength, catching the ball is extremely dangerous, brute force alone is not enough, you must choose the right angle and timing, with a wealth of skills to resolve the momentum of the iron ball, and then throw back.

The distance between Mu Xingqiu and Zhao Chuye is shorter, the two fists are connected, leaving less time for the other party to react, receiving, defusing, guiding, and fighting back, everything must be completed in an instant, Zhao Chuye's advantage is that he is good at Taoist and profound spells, and he is more calm, Mu Xingqiu's advantage is that he almost does not have to think, and most of the reactions are automated.

Neither of them spoke, concentrating on the fighting method, Zhao Chuye couldn't show mercy to his subordinates, the demon soul was important, and it was even more important to save his life. It only took a blink of an eye to make a move for the two of them, and the ink marks on Mu Xingqiu's arm quickly faded, but his fist became as red as blood, and every move made a loud noise, accompanied by a drizzle, like thunder in mid-air.

The water attack in the Tribulation of the Five Elements struck an hour or two earlier, and the rain began to fall in a trickling manner, and most of the raindrops were still normal. Other raindrops explode on the ground, and just a small raindrop can leave a large crater seven or eight feet deep in the ground, and if the raindrops hit grass, trees, people and animals, they will immediately be crushed.

It's another game of luck and bad luck, and there is no difference at all when the raindrops are in the air. Some cultivators may be able to distinguish the good from the bad in advance, and mortals can only pray that they are lucky.

Every time Mu Xingqiu and Zhao Chuye exchanged moves, they would consume a little of the power of the talisman, and it would be emitted in the form of a sound, forming an invisible shield with a diameter of several zhang around the two of them, and when they encountered a rain of spells, they would cause an explosion in the air.

It was a peculiar sight, two people floating in the air, surrounded by fourteen magic weapons, and even more surrounded by a drip-proof shield. Every now and then there is an explosion in the midst of a continuous loud noise.

This kind of fighting method didn't last long, the power of the talisman was quickly exhausted, and the big iron ball turned into a small iron pill, but the two of them would not stop there, and began to use their mana to continue fighting.

Mu Xingqiu began to be at a disadvantage from this time, this was a hand-to-hand battle, and he didn't have time to absorb and transform the opponent's mana. He basically doesn't know how to spell, and can only urge three Neidan. sent his mana to the battlefield without modification, but Zhao Chuye's spells were endless, and one point of mana could be used as two or three points.

One side was shirtless, the other side was fully armed, and he was well trained, Zhao Chuye breathed a sigh of relief. He finally passed the most dangerous stage, and he clenched Mu Xingqiu's fist tightly, not wanting to let go.

It was a classic war of attrition, with the mana of the two meeting in the palms of their hands, stalemate for a moment and then turning into a loud bang. The resulting invisible shield is slightly smaller, but still enough to block the spell raindrops.

Zhao Chuye raised his eyebrows, what kind of demon soul, what Zuo Liuying's plan, he didn't care about it anymore, without the restraint of the Taoist heart, the murderous intent was so strong that he could swallow him whole.

Seven hundred years of desperate renunciation, once released, the power is even stronger than more than seven hundred years of cultivation.

Mu Xingqiu, who lost his memory, was infinitely close to the heart of a Taoist priest, no matter what he did, he didn't have much enthusiasm, whether it was looking for memories or helping mortals, he was a little half-hearted, even if he didn't succeed, he wouldn't be particularly sorry, only at this moment, facing the crisis of life and death, facing the enemy's murderous intent that was almost burning, his emotions were also high.

This emotion is like anger but not getting carried away, like excitement but not bringing too much fighting spirit, it can only be reluctantly called not admitting defeat, just like those stubborn children, who are knocked down again and again, get up again and again, and when they grow up, they will never do such stupid things again.

In the matter of fighting, Mu Xingqiu has never fully grown up.

He didn't have any mana at all, the three Nedan spun wildly, providing mana to the limit, and he gritted his teeth and stared at the enemy, forgetting the rain, forgetting the mortals in the valley, and even forgetting the memories he had always wanted to get back.

The corners of Zhao Chuye's mouth showed a cruel smile, he was not afraid of the other party's hard work, he could afford it.

With a bang, the two of them flew high into the air.

Mu Xingqiu's left hand was still habitually changing the technique, and his mind was turning rapidly, and he finally found a mental method, which had nothing to do with the cooking technique, but the qi flying technique that Shou Que taught him.

Two completely unrelated thoughts and mana meet in the palace and turn into a strange spell and cast out.

First of all, the palms of the two were separated, because Mu Xingqiu's spell was too weird, attacking not only the enemy, but also himself, breaking the balance.

Next, the two of them flew high into the air together, as well as the surrounding magic weapons and raindrops within a dozen zhang, all of them rose with them, and the flying technique was practiced to a certain extent, and they could carry a different number of companions, but Mu Xingqiu's spell brought everything around that was a little heavy.

The raindrops that rose in the opposite direction collided with the raindrops that were falling normally, triggering a series of explosions, and the shield that the two had unintentionally formed when they fought had disappeared, and the power of the explosion came straight for the two of them.

Mu Xingqiu didn't care, and he didn't have the energy to care, he was shocked by his own spell and his whole body was numb, and he couldn't do anything except follow the inertia of the spell to keep rising.

The person he cares about is Zhao Chuye, he has never learned this kind of fighting style of indistinguishing between friend and foe, the other party doesn't want to die, he wants to, and hurriedly used the surrounding magic weapons to cast several prohibitions to block the explosion of raindrops.

"Have you fallen into the devil?" Zhao Chuye shouted angrily, finally stabilizing his position and being able to continue casting spells on Mu Xingqiu.

The mana in Mu Xingqiu's meridians has been chaotic, and he is putting them on the right track little by little, preparing to take the move, since he is not dead, he will continue to fight.

Zhao Chuye did not make a move.

He had a strange look. It seemed that something unbelievably strange had happened, and after a while, Mu Xingqiu also saw something strange, it was indeed incredible, Grandmaster Xingshan actually had a nosebleed.

Although the Taoist priest of the moon mang is not immortal, his body has long been out of the realm of mortals. Zuo Liuying's illusion can leave a small black spot on Zhao Chuye's forehead, which is very remarkable, but it can't make him hurt and bleed.

Mu Xingqiu was surprised, could the spell he had come up with crankily have such great power?

Zhao Chuye was even more surprised, but quickly found the real reason, "Idiot, they sacrificed the Heaven and Earth Talisman in advance!"

The Heaven and Earth Talisman can be used to dispel Kun Chao's foreshadowing spell, the purpose is to prevent the final Dao Fire Attack from occurring, at this time, the water attack of the Five Elements Tribulation is underway, and the wood attack has not yet arrived. The Ritual Talisman is a big waste, and the foreshadowing spells can quickly flow back into the place from the surrounding area.

But those talisman masters couldn't wait any longer, and without Zhao Chuye's protection, their talisman couldn't stop the rain of spells pouring down.

The rain was still falling, a gust of wind was blowing, and trees and rocks were being pulled up everywhere they went, but the explosions caused by the raindrops stopped.

The Heaven and Earth Talisman is very domineering, and those who have provided it with blood will bleed more than once. Until death. Zhao Chuye has a way to save himself, but the premise is to enter a state of doubt. This can't be done in the fight.

Between continuing to fight and casting spells as soon as possible to save himself, Zhao Chuye must make a choice immediately, he hopes to kill Mu Xingqiu with one move, but this guy will always use strange tricks and strange tricks every time he is in a critical situation, if he falls into the fight again, it is Zhao Chuye himself who can't support it.

Nosebleeds get more and more. Zhao Chuye said hatefully, "You can't live tomorrow", cast the teleportation technique, and disappeared with his magic weapon.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't catch up with Grandmaster Xingshan even in his normal state, not to mention that there was very little mana that he could use now, and he was still rising. After seven gasps, he rushed above the rain clouds, and the mana in his body finally became tame.

He stopped, looked down at the dissipating clouds and rain beneath his feet, and once again felt the insignificance of mortals, the kind of insignificance that could not be seen, like dust flying in the shadows, and only the most concerned eyes could see them.

He injured himself, the three Neidan did not run smoothly, and he did not return to normal after breathing for a while, but the mana in his body became less and less, and he had to land on the ground.

When there were still a few zhang from the ground, the rain stopped and the wind stopped, Mu Xingqiu's three inner pills did not turn, the meridians were empty, and there was no mana that could be used for the Qi Flying Technique, so he planted it headlong, this is the second time today.

Fortunately, this is not Zhuozhou City, there are no bricks and stones, only mud, and the fall is not too bad, but it is just stained with mud after the rain. Mu Xingqiu turned over and got up, looked around, found that he couldn't recognize the path, walked up to a small mound, observed for a while before separating the south, south, west, and northwest, roughly determined the location of the valley, and walked forward.

Mu Xingqiu first took a shortcut, wanting to pass directly through the wilderness, but when he walked out of Lixu, he felt tired, without mana support, his two legs could not fight the thorns and gravel everywhere.

He had no choice but to detour back onto the official road, which was easier to walk than in the wilderness, although it was full of potholes.

Dusk was approaching, he saw the local Ding and the group of talisman masters, Ding fell on the side of the road, none of the dozens of talisman masters survived, they used the talisman to eliminate the water attack, but did not dodge the power of the top heaven talisman.

As soon as this talisman came out, except in the valley, there would basically be no living mortals within a radius of five hundred miles.

After nightfall, Mu Xingqiu finally walked to the entrance of the valley, it was quiet, there was no fire, and the people seemed to be gone, and after walking a few more steps, he heard a suppressed cry.

Shou Que squatted on the side of the road and sobbed, when she heard the footsteps, she raised her head, looked at Mu Xingqiu, who had recovered her original appearance, she didn't react for a while, a trace of surprise flashed on her face, and then she recognized the true identity of the person who came.

"General Mu is dying. She said, with a mouth in her voice, "I don't have this dream anymore, please let me wake up." ”

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