The fine runes on the Longxu Lock flickered endlessly, like sparks flying around, making a tooth-piercing crunch and an overwhelming, ear-piercing explosion, as if it would collapse at any time.
"Just a mere foreign object, don't even think about trapping me!"
Demon Lord Luan Xun's fangs are turned outward, and he is as ferocious as a wild beast. His demonic flames are surging into the sky, and his muscles and bones are surging like a giant dragon. He bulges and swells, bursting out with unparalleled demonic power, which is actually the trembling ripples of the void. .
What's even more frightening is that the power in his body is so strong that it has the tendency to squeeze the Dragon Void Lock out of his body.
"What a strong body. Looking at what I have seen throughout my life, apart from the saints, your physical body is the strongest!"
Wu Ming was slightly surprised, and he flicked his fingers. There was a rattling sound in his cuffs, and another chain jumped out. It was a virtual dragon lock.
hold head high!
The Dragon Void Lock shook the void, and let out a dull but clear dragon roar. It rolled and swung before appearing in front of Demon Lord Luan Xun and going straight to the body surface.
But the next moment, a shocking scene appeared!
bite!
But with a clanging sound of gold and iron, the all-conquering Dragon Void Lock was suddenly blocked. The body surface, which was as hard as gold and iron and densely covered with hair like steel needles, actually blocked the Dragon Void Lock back.
Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and you can imagine the surprise in his heart.
You must know that the Dragon Void Lock is a special rare treasure that combines the Eight Desolations Demon Chain, the Demon Suppressing Nail, and the Forbidden Dragon Rope, three kinds of treasures.
Although the quality of a single piece is not as good as the best Taoist artifact, the material is exactly the same, or even slightly better.
Moreover, this is just one stick. Wu Ming used the eight sticks to form a formation and refine it according to the goal of being able to bind and kill saints in the future, such as the Eight Desolate Demon Chains and other combined treasures.
Even one of them can definitely bind the supreme half-saint, but now, one of them is about to be broken, but the other one is ineffective. How can you not be surprised?
"When I crush this damn thing, you will die!"
Demon Lord Luan Xun grinned ferociously, staring at Wu Ming with his scarlet eyes, as if he wanted to skin him and remove his bones.
"Hmm idiot!"
Wu Ming gave him a cold look, his shoulders swayed slightly, but he didn't see any movement. In a moment, he came to Demon Lord Luan Xun, reached out and gave a light palm.
Bang bang bang!
In an instant, the shadow of his palm was like the wind, and it struck the Demon Lord Luan Xun seven or eight times in a row, and then retreated, leaving behind a series of moments.
Because the movement was so fast, it was as if he teleported and returned to the same place in the blink of an eye, as if he had never left.
"Hey, with your little strength, if you don't rely on external objects, in my eyes, you are no different from an ant..."
Demon Lord Luan Xun sneered, and all his strength moved three minutes faster. But before he finished speaking, Bronze Bell Huan's eyes suddenly widened, almost bulging out of his sockets, and even the blood was broken, and little snowflakes gradually appeared.
Poof!
However, he saw that his body's muscles were as bulging as gold and iron, and suddenly there were dents one after another, no more, no less, exactly eight, and they were exactly where Wu Ming had casually photographed them.
"Impossible... My Demonic Ox Combat Body, even if you look at the Demonic Star Tianyuan, is among the best. How can an ant like you possibly break it?"
Demon Lord Luan Xun spurted blood from his mouth, and his muscles were like deflated rubber balls. He shrunk several times in an instant and roared in disbelief.
In his induction, it seemed as if there was a gap in his own strength, which was easily broken open by an external force.
If it were at its peak, Wu Ming might not be able to break his physical strength even if he attacks with all his strength. But it is different now. Although the opponent is not weak when it comes to the use of power, he has been traumatized. How can he stop it? ?
laugh!
The tip of the dragon's virtual lock flashed and submerged into the body surface for a moment. In almost a blink of an eye, it penetrated into his muscles. Not only did he connect the vital points of the muscles, but he also sealed the meridians, making it impossible to exert even half of his strength.
.
This is the power of the combined force of two dragon virtual locks!
"Looking at you, you should be a half-human demon born in Demon Star Tianyuan, so you can learn a little bit of the true meaning of martial arts. Unfortunately, even if you have reached the state of reducing complexity into simplicity, you have only scratched the surface and don't understand the essence of divine will at all!
"
Wu Ming shook his head slightly, flicked out a stream of true energy, wrapped it around Demon Lord Luan Xun and his demon sword, flew back to the treasure ship, and quickly left the place.
Not long after, tyrannical figures arrived one after another and unscrupulously released their spiritual consciousness to check. Unfortunately, they found nothing in the end and had to disperse unwillingly.
"Damn it, I have the guts to let go of myself and fight alone without borrowing anything from outside!"
Even though Demon Lord Luan Xun was captured alive and seriously injured, he was still full of energy, with demonic flames soaring into the sky. The little fox girl's face turned pale, and she trembled and hid behind Wu Ming, not daring to show her face.
"Hey, fighting alone? Why don't you claim your own cultivation level?"
Wu Ming sneered and said mockingly, "The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. Now that you are captured by me, this is the best proof.
Tell me, who is your master and why do you want to attack me secretly?"
As he spoke, he forcibly took away Demon Lord Luan Xun's stored treasure. It was an object that looked like a horn. The magic pattern mark on it was quite solid, but under Wu Ming's Divine Intention Knife, it was like a horn.
There is no difference between the paper ones.
Unless it is a semi-saint who is extremely good at this way, or a saint with great power, or it is a special natural divine ban, there is no way to resist him!
"You... even if I claim to be a cultivator, I can still crush an ant like you to death with one hand. If you have the guts to let go of me, I will claim to be a cultivator and fight with you!"
Demon Lord Luan Xun's expression froze, and then he said angrily.
"No need to waste your efforts!"
The corner of Wu Ming's mouth slightly curled up into a mocking smile, "With your little tricks, you can't break the Dragon Void Lock. I'm not afraid to tell you that this treasure not only has the effect of locking, but also has the ability to connect blood and energy.
It can also block the energy and soul power. Even if you try to break free, your vitality will be severely damaged."
"You are so poisonous. You humans are all hypocritical and cunning villains who can only do such despicable tricks!"
Demon Lord Luan Xun roared angrily.
"Haha, what's the point of your demons invading China? We sit at home and disasters come from the sky. Just like now, I am on my way smoothly, but you suddenly appear and strike with a knife. If I hadn't been somewhat capable, I would have pointed out
Maybe I will be the soul of someone who was killed by your sword!"
Wu Ming sneered and said in a cold voice, "Stop talking nonsense and tell me your origins. Who asked you to deal with me?"
According to what he thought, there might be some powerful person who had a deal with the demons and could instruct such powerful people to intercept and kill him.
"Hmph, don't even think about it, I am not a weakling of your human race... ah!"
Demon Lord Luan Xun turned his head away, his face full of disdain, but immediately his whole body froze, and then he curled up into a ball, his limbs twitched like chaff, and he howled miserably.
"Hard bones, I don't like chewing on hard bones. In my eyes, all hard bones should be broken into pieces to make fertilizer!"
Wu Ming gave a cold expression and nodded.
An invisible stream of light twists and turns like a living thing, reflecting the two dragon virtual locks in Demon Lord Luan Xun's body, constantly devouring and pulling on his spirit.
This kind of torture is no more than a soul-breaking punishment. If it lasts for a long time, it can even damage the fundamental foundation, which is the most vicious thing.
For Wu Ming, the enemy is the enemy, and they will kill you, no matter how vicious the method is.
Pfft!
In the blink of an eye, Demon Lord Luan Xun's body was splattered with blood, and his skin swelled and shrank, as if there were countless tiny snakes and insects swimming around, making his scalp numb.
"Ah ah... kill me, kill me... don't even think about it... ah!"
Demon Lord Luan Xun howled miserably, but after drinking tea for a long time, enduring the pain of being cut into pieces with thousands of knives and splitting his soul, he still did not let go.
I have to say, this is indeed a tough nut to crack!
The little fox girl was so frightened that she covered her ears and shrank aside, her little head moved between her knees, trembling like a quail.
But Demon Lord Luan Xun's roar was so loud and had the power to penetrate the clouds and crack stones that it couldn't be defended against by covering one's ears. Even the demonic energy blocking the five senses was useless.
After all, the difference in cultivation between the two is too big to be justified!
Wu Ming noticed that the little fox girl was about to faint, so he shook his hand and waved a stream of true energy, sucking it into the cabin.
"It is indeed a tough nut to crack!"
Wu Ming squinted his eyes and looked at the rolling and hesitating Demon Lord Luan Xun. A sharp light appeared in his eyes, and he grabbed his head. The silver-gray brilliance in his eyes flickered, and it vaguely transformed into a dragon snake with no head or tail.
"You...don't even think about it..."
Demon Lord Luan Xun's eyes were immediately attracted, as if his mind was taken away, and he couldn't even speak clearly.
In particular, the physical torture is still continuing, but even the demon soul seems to be pulled away. Normally, it would be nothing. With his cultivation level, he can withstand one or two attacks, but he was killed by a knife before. , the demon soul was injured.
If it hadn't been for the explosion of the soul seal, although he wouldn't have died on the spot, he would definitely not have the strength to fight again.
In order to understand its origin, Wu Ming also became ruthless. Without the power of the world to join him, even if he was defeated by the saint, it was just a soul seal, how could he back down?
If you just let it go and take the invincible road, just find a piece of tofu and hit you to death!
boom!
In an instant, the silver-gray snake appeared in the sea of consciousness of Demon Lord Luan Xun, staring at the dim demon soul, which was also tightly entangled in chains and whose aura was extremely depressed.
"you……"
Luan Xun's demonic soul turned pale in horror, but without even saying anything, he was also frightened by the silver-gray snake, and his soul power was in chaos.
What is creepy and weird is that as the demon soul becomes disordered, traces of silver-gray light suddenly appear within it, as if countless tiny silver-gray snakes are swimming in and out of the demon soul.
What gave Wu Ming a sigh of relief was that the soul mark in his body did not explode again. It seemed that he had exhausted his power, or that he only had the ability to intimidate, but had no means of attack.
In just a short cup of tea, nearly half of Luan Xun's demon soul was occupied by silver-gray light, and a silver-gray snake shadow exactly like Wu Ming's appeared in his eyes.
"Tell me, who sent you here?"
The silver-gray snake spits human words from its mouth and is as majestic as the sky.
"I... am... my master!"
"Who is your master!"
"Guang...the Lord of Guanghan Palace...Zi...Zi..."
Originally, as the questions were asked, Demon Lord Luan Xun answered more and more eloquently, but just when he was about to say the name of the main messenger behind him, the demon soul suddenly became distorted.
"snort!"
The cold humming came again, and a purple light suddenly appeared, and a purple moon appeared above the demon soul's head. Under the purple light, a tall, beautiful and unparalleled purple-haired figure appeared.