Mo Xingdao and Hong Yuzi have been looking for the Holy King Qinghu for many years, and suddenly appears in front of them.

Moreover, a trap was set up in a place where the two of them would not have expected it, and an ambush was set up for a sneak attack!

Qing Fei, the Holy King of Green Fox, sensed Mo Xingdao's gaze, glanced sideways slightly, met Mo Xingdao's eyes, raised the corner of her mouth in a charming arc, and then bowed to the sky.

With one bow, the moon rises.

The sound of the wind ceases, and the spiritual lake appears.

The water in the lake below is extremely clear, reflecting the bright moon as big as a silver plate. The water and the moon meet, locking the sky and the earth.

The Holy King Qinghu and Xiahou were obviously well prepared. The Shuiyue Cage blocked Hong Yuzi and Mo Xingdao together. Mo Xingdao had no time to escape, so his retreat was blocked.

The scene in front of him was all too familiar to Mo Xingdao.

Back when he was hunting ancient demons in the Wuxiang Immortal Sect, the Holy King Green Fox used this technique of the demon fox worshiping the moon to trap the demon body.

Mo Xingdao once helped Holy King Qinghu hunt demons, but now he wants to experience the power of this magic for himself.

At that time, the Blue Fox Saint King needed the help of several of their Nascent Souls, but now he trapped the two of them entirely by his own power, and his power increased instead of decreasing.

Mo Xingdao's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes showed horror. Without hesitation, he backed away wildly. At the same time, he moved his palms together, and thick black energy surged out of his arms, like two black dragons, surging towards his palms, and finally turned into a stick.

The pointed cone stabbed hard at the water-moon barrier behind him.

At this time, Hong Yuzi could no longer care about Mo Xingdao. He glared at Xiahou and threw the yellow book away.

This yellow album is called Qianshan Tulu. It is different from common magic weapons, but a kind of talisman treasure.

As the name suggests, this treasure is also a kind of talisman.

He is proficient in the cultivation of talismans and works day and night to trace a magic talisman that can manifest the shadow of a mountain. Each additional talisman is equivalent to superimposing a shadow of a mountain. Once the picture is released, it has a terrifying power comparable to that of a thousand mountains.

Anyone with a weaker cultivation level will be smashed to pieces on the spot!

It is said that the shapes of the talismans are not complicated. The difficult thing is how to combine these talismans into a catalogue, which cannot be done except by the Tao of Talisman.

'Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!'

It's like an invisible big hand quickly flips through the pages of a yellow book, turning to the last page in an instant.

Every time you turn a page, a shadow of a black mountain emerges, blending into the previous mountain shadow.

The layers of mountain shadows are stacked up, and the color becomes thicker and thicker. In the end, it can no longer be called a mountain shadow, but a real mountain peak!

At this moment, the bright moon is above and Linghu Lake is below, but between the bright moon and Linghu Lake, there is a huge mountain standing on the sky and on the ground, as if it can penetrate the bright moon and collapse Linghu Lake at any time!

'boom!'

The giant black mountain shook and fell suddenly.

Being shrouded in the shadow of the giant mountain, someone as strong as Xia Hou also felt a sense of depression and his mind was shaken.

Xiahou's eyes revealed his murderous intent. Since it was an ambush, his attack must be a killing move, without reservation!

The energy and blood in its body surged into the sky, and its figure suddenly merged into the shadow of the sacred deer.

The sacred deer roared with excitement, adding a bit of charm, its eyes became more ferocious, its speed increased sharply, and it rushed into battle before the giant mountain fell!

The antlers were filled with blood, and the blood light was overwhelming. The void seemed to be twisted. The antlers were like sharp knives, tearing through the void, leaving a harsh sound of breaking through the air. The target was the leader of the demon soldiers.

The leader of the demon soldiers has bloodshot eyes. His cultivation level is only in the early stage of Dongxuan. When facing a strong man from the late Dongxuan stage who is also a demon clan, he will inevitably be suppressed by the power of heaven brought by the other party.

We have been together day and night for many years, and have practiced together countless times. It has become one with the aura of the demon soldiers. With the altar as its back, it is strong enough to resist the suppression of this kind of divine power.

If the military formation is neat and coordinated with Futu Gang Formation, even if Hong Yuzi doesn't take action, he can still deal with the opponent for a while.

However, the opponent took advantage of the unstable formation to ambush and attack, causing the battle to deteriorate. The leader of the demon soldiers had no choice but to fight with his life.

The leader of the demon soldiers stood up, with eyes as big as copper bells, and roared to the sky.

Hong Yuzi's soldiers and horses are all elite soldiers and generals, brave and not afraid of death, and loyal to him.

Even at such a critical moment, the demon soldiers still did not lose their fighting spirit. Even after being injured and vomiting blood, the demon soldiers tried their best to stand firm.

At this moment, all the demon soldiers frantically forced out their qi and blood. Hong Yuzi turned his palm downwards, suddenly grasped it, and his spiritual power rushed wildly. Although the formation was slightly scattered, the qi and blood still formed a blood map, and finally condensed into a blood seal.

, disappeared into the brow of the leader of the demon soldiers.

This is a secret technique that is only used in critical moments.

The leader of the demon soldiers was so powerful that he leaped up to the ground, his strong body showed no intention of flinching, and he slammed into the sacred deer!

'boom!'

The collision between the sacred deer and the leader of the demon soldiers caused the Shuiyue Prison to shake violently on the spot.

The demon soldiers all spurted blood, and many even fell on their backs, losing their fighting power.

The golden-eyed leopard clung to the deer's antlers, but was inevitably knocked back. The blood seal collapsed and its seven orifices were bleeding.

Fortunately, the giant black mountain fell down in time and hit the sacred deer hard on the head.

'boom!'

The whole body of the sacred deer was shaken, and its forward momentum was immediately blocked.

Hong Yuzi took the opportunity to activate the altar, and the brilliance flashed, and he put the remaining soldiers into the altar.

The sacred deer shook his head and looked at the Holy King Green Fox above.

Their eyes met, and the two demons reached a consensus that this sneak attack on Hong Yuzi could be considered a failure.

As expected of a Daoting Immortal Official, even if he broke through his military formation, it would not be easy to kill this man, unless Xiahou was willing to risk his life.

Xia Hou had already made a decision. If the attack was successful, he would just return it. Otherwise, he would stop when the attack was good, so as not to cause unnecessary problems.

Moreover, their purpose has been achieved.

As the bright moon flickered, the moonlight suddenly moved away from the Jiuhuan Pearl and locked onto Mo Xingdao.

Mo Xingdao held a long awl in his hand, and he had just taken advantage of the chaos to break open a gap in the Shuiyue Prison. When it was locked by the moonlight, he realized how much pressure the demon body had endured.

His body was stiff, but his eyes looked crazy. Thunder rumbled from his body, and his body swelled wildly. At the same time, his breath exploded wildly, and he stepped out of the cage with one step against the pressure of the moonlight.

But the moment he escaped, Mo Xingdao's pupils suddenly shrank.

The two demons seemed to be ambushing Hong Yuzi, but in fact their real target was Mo Xingdao. How could they have no backup plan?

Before Mo Xingdao could clearly see the scene outside, he felt a bad wind blowing against his face, and was hit in the chest by a terrifying force, sending him flying backwards on the spot.

Mo Xingdao's eyes turned black and he managed to stand still. His eyes suddenly blurred as the Blue Fox Holy King stood in front of him and looked at him with a smile.

Facing this peerless and enchanting fox demon, Mo Xingdao was not intoxicated, but instead felt endless chill.

He looked anxiously at another battlefield and found in despair that four sky pillars had been erected on the lake at some point. Hong Yuzi was tightly entangled by Xia Hou and trapped inside the pillars.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time."

A cold voice reached my ears.

Mo Xingdao felt cold in his heart, opened his mouth wide, and shot out a breath of mysterious energy from his throat, which turned into a flying knife and killed the Holy King of Green Fox. At the same time, he raised his arms and was about to fight back desperately, when he suddenly found that a strange force invaded his body.

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That force traveled through the body, and wherever it passed, the body tended to escape from his control.

The Green Fox Saint King's smile became even more charming, the halo of light fell from the sky, and the mysterious flying knife hit him.

Even Hong Yuzi's Jiuhuanzhu was blocked by the aperture. Although Mo Xingdao's profound energy had been refined for many years, it could not be compared with the Jiuhuanzhu. He was trapped on the spot and regained his vitality.

The vitality seemed to have life, rushing left and right, but could not break through the aperture.

The Green Fox Holy King moved his lotus steps lightly, approached Mo Xingdao, raised his jade hand, and gently pressed it between Mo Xingdao's eyebrows.

Mo Xingdao resisted frantically, but starting from his torso, a feeling of paralysis spread to his legs and arms.

At this moment, his facial features on his stiff, puppet-like face came to life, with vivid expression changes, a mixture of horror and hatred.

There was suddenly a hint of charm in the smile of the Blue Fox Holy King, and his eyes emitted a strange light. He stared into Mo Xingdao's eyes, and his voice was like babble, reaching the bottom of Mo Xingdao's heart.

"I'm going to capture you if you don't hesitate! Follow me and I will spare your life..."

The jade finger suddenly pointed at the center of Mo Xingdao's eyebrows.

Mo Xingdao's eyes were distracted for a moment, and then suddenly filled with fear and madness. He stared at the Holy King Qinghu, as if he wanted to remember his enemy deeply before he died, and there was a gray energy filling his eyes.

The Blue Fox Saint King frowned, as if he was a little surprised. The moonlight was bright, pouring on his fingertips, and poured into Mo Xingdao's body crazily, but it was still a step too late.

The appearance of that death energy meant that Mo Xingdao was losing his vitality. At the last moment, he would rather commit suicide than be controlled by the Holy King Qinghu.

Falling into the hands of the Green Fox Saint King, she turned him into a puppet. He would be controlled by his enemies forever, and his life would be worse than death!

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at the same time.

Qin Sang, who was rushing to the battlefield, suddenly heard a scream and felt a lightness on his shoulders.

The scream comes from a kingfisher.

The kingfisher leaned over and fell down.

Qin Sang was shocked. After asking for the inside story, Kingfisher stopped talking. The situation on the battlefield seemed to be very critical, and Mo Xingdao had no time to contact him.
To be continued...