Xuan Huan: Winning is numb, my disciples have systems

"It turns out that the magic rope likes to gag. Is it because of this?"

Seeing such a scene, Lu Changzhi was stunned.

Physically interrupts the Bloodfiend's spellcasting.

brush.

The movement of the magic-binding rope was extremely fast. In half a breath, it not only blocked the mouth of Xuelang, but also tied it tightly. As for the movement, it was still a bit difficult as before.

At the same time, Buddha's light flew out from the rope, turning into Taoist Sanskrit characters, appearing between the ropes like scriptures, binding the blood hammer tightly like a cage.

Xuelang's eyes suddenly looked at Lu Changzhi, his figure struggled, as if he wanted to say something to Lu Changzhi.

However, the rope in front of him didn't give him this chance at all, and he couldn't even utter a murmur.

At this time, everyone also came to their senses one after another, realizing what happened, and their faces were filled with joy.

"This is, is it going to end?"

"It's such a strong method. The devil that the old sage and the old sage have never dealt with is actually tied up like this. It shouldn't be difficult to restrain and kill him."

"It's true that people can't be judged by their appearance. Before Lei Jie, I thought it was naive. Now, I didn't expect it to be my dog's eyes that look down on people."

The atmosphere became clear and palpable, and some people even showed smiles on their faces.

"This rope method of tying people is also very unique. Maybe you can learn it. After this, you can use it on my group of wives." Someone looked at the blood hammer intently, full of interest.

Zhou Mu took a long breath, and his expression relaxed.

The boat was naturally straight when it reached the bridge. Right now, my father should be saved.

When everyone relaxed, Lu Changzhi did not relax.

Restraint is restraint, the strength of this blood hammer should not be underestimated. It seems that the situation is calm now, but in fact it has been constantly testing.

The existence of this kind of state, as long as one finds a slight flaw, it is very possible to use it to get rid of the shackles.

Right now, it is still difficult to negotiate terms with him.

At the moment, Lu Changzhi has only one idea.

The current strength of Xuelang still needs to be shaved!

Looking up, at this time, the fourth tribulation thunder has already bombarded downwards, and the purple light is a little bit stronger than before.

At that moment, with a thought in Lu Changzhi's mind, power surged, and at the same time he activated the magic rope, causing the body of the blood demon to adjust its head from the void.

Although there is a certain difference between the body of the blood demons and humans, the current situation is still not much different.

Simply put, head down and ass up.

Use your big butt to cross the tribulation thunder!

Xue Lang's eyes suddenly widened.

The next moment, tribulation thunder struck.

"Fuck!"

A strong man from the Great Zhou Dynasty couldn't help swearing, and his thighs were suddenly clamped tightly.

Don't dare to think, don't dare to think at all.

Even if it's made of iron, it won't be able to withstand being struck by lightning like this, right?

boom!

Dazzling thunder, followed by a deafening explosion.

After Lei Guang and Yu Wei dispersed, everyone hurriedly looked at the place where Xue Lang was before.

When they saw the condition of Xuelang at this time, all the people present gasped.

The thunder calamity just now was so terrifying.

This injury is far more terrifying than the previous lightning calamity. Although I don't know if there are blood demons, those positions that are crucial to human beings have been smashed clean.

The strength of Xuelang is not weak, but the strength of Jielei is not as strong as it was at the beginning.

In addition, no matter how strong the strength is, it must be able to be mobilized in order to resist the thunder disaster.

And just now, he relied entirely on his own resistance.

Under the restriction of the Buddha's magic rope, this time, Xue Lang couldn't recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

And judging from his expression, the buttocks resisting the thunder just now obviously caused a lot of impact on him, and now he can vaguely see a bit of bewilderment and absent-mindedness in his expression.

"Talk about?"

The sound sounded, and Lu Changzhi controlled the end of the magic rope, and retreated some distance.

"Despicable human being, don't you... um."

As soon as Xue Lang Roar opened his mouth, it was suddenly interrupted by the rope, and it was full again.

At this time, several demon envoys on the side uttered magic words, and urged the power to come forward.

However, before they approached, the prisoner in the urn blocked their way, preventing them from taking another step forward.

Lu Changzhi withdrew his gaze from Xuelang, and continued to knock on the wooden fish, urging the Buddha's power to bless the magic rope.

Blood Lang's attitude is still not good enough, continue.

As for whether it will develop according to his plan, he is not sure right now.

But it doesn't matter, if you can do it, if you can't, you can kill it and pull it down.

With a thought, the Dao Zhan Sword also appeared beside Lu Changzhi. Since he stepped into the Saint Realm, he hadn't tried to activate this sword, but now he has the opportunity to let himself try it.

When the next tribulation thunder fell, everything seemed peaceful.

The confrontation exists in the dark, and the magic rope plays a role of restraint, but it cannot be done once and for all.

Fortunately, the fifth tribulation thunder did not take too long.

boom!

It is still the butt that resists robbery and thunder.

After this thunderstorm, the aura of the blood hammer once again weakened a bit, and the power of resistance seemed to have also weakened a lot.

"Talk about?"

Lu Changzhi asked again.

"Human, you..." Xuelang said angrily.

Then his throat bulged, and the rope was inserted again.

Still have to cut it!

boom!

The sixth tribulation thunder fell.

Everyone around was shocked.

No wonder the old sage and the old sage couldn't handle this demon, not because they were weak, but because this demon was too strong.

Now being restrained, after being hit by such three lightning strikes in succession, he was only seriously injured, but did not die.

This is simply like the Arabian Nights.

And what made them feel even more incredible was what kind of state this figure had reached to be able to suppress this terrifying demon for so long!

"Talk about?"

Lu Changzhi asked again.

This time, Xue Lang's voice was urgent:

"Stop, you..."

Lu Changzhi shook his head lightly, the huge end of the rope was stuffed a little deeper.

As the saying goes, what you say is what you say.

Sometimes the verbal "don't" and "stop" may not mean it literally.

For the time being, consider the present as such a time.

Boom six and get one free, and another thunder.

It also prevents Xue Lang from hiding something in the dark, showing weakness to himself in exchange for opportunities.

In the blink of an eye, the seventh tribulation thunder fell.

The pure purple tribulation thunder has no defense, no resistance, and it relies entirely on the seriously injured body to resist.

After this blow, Xue Lang's body seemed to have become dilapidated, even a little horrible.

As a demon king, Xue Lang is by no means weak.

But now, with the help of the magic rope, the strength in his body was suppressed to the utmost, even in terms of thoughts, he couldn't find the weakness of the person in front of him, and could only resist the thunder with his body.

And this tribulation thunder, more or less added some material.

Even body-refining monks who specialize in body-refinement may not be able to get through it safely.

brush.

This time, Lu Changzhi didn't say "Talk", but raised his arm, and the prisoner in the urn cut off everyone from exploring, leaving only two figures inside.

Then, Lu Changzhi's voice sounded:

"It's very serious, come here, help you heal your wounds, this thunder is not over yet."

With that said, Lu Changzhi turned his palm and took out something.

When he saw this thing, Xue Lang's demonic face suddenly changed drastically, and his blood-red pupils suddenly shrank into the shape of needle eyes.