But the Great Demon King hadn't taken a few steps in the direction of the saint, but he felt an inexplicable resistance in the air. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

'The previous enchantment! ’

Looking at the corners of the saint's mouth inadvertently, the face of the Great Demon King suddenly became ugly.

"But if it's just this level of enchantment..."

The Great Demon King took a few steps back, and then suddenly pulled out the hilt of the Demon King's sword, and then, a gloomy magic slowly began to rise from the Great Demon King's body.

Looking at the abnormal scene on the Great Demon King with some concern, but the weak body made the saint unable to do anything, and finally, the saint simply closed his eyes, shook his long clothes, held the box engraved with Buddhist scriptures in his arms, and sat down on the spot.

"It's coming!" Ignoring the saint's movements, with the great demon king's somewhat excited shout, a little ghost light suddenly flashed in the night sky in the distance.

With a sharp sound of breaking the air, the fragments of the Demon King's Sword carried by Fran pierced the sky like meteors and flew around the Great Demon King.

As the Great Demon King slowly swung the Demon King's sword, the fragments of the blade were like fallen leaves stirred by a cyclone, and with the Great Demon King's movements, they were glued back to the Demon King's Sword by the dark magic.

Gently stroking the blade of the Demon King's sword, the Great Demon King looked at the magic power leaking from the connection of the blade fragments that were barely glued by the magic power, and pouted.

'Let's find a chance to fix this thing.' ’

Shaking his head and throwing things that were not related to the battle behind his head, the Great Demon King slowly raised the Demon King's sword in front of him, and then walked step by step towards the saint who was whispering the unnamed Buddhist scriptures.

It was like a hot iron skewer falling on the sugar, and with a popping sound, the barrier that protected the saint disappeared in the blink of an eye under the action of the Demon King's sword.

With a sly smile, he inserted the sword of the demon king into the Buddha statue behind the saint's ear, and the great demon king looked at the saint's slightly trembling eyelashes, nodded with satisfaction, and then put his hand on the box in the saint's arms.

It didn't take much effort for the Great Demon King to snatch the box from the holy hand that he knew he couldn't resist.

With a little force, the Great Demon King used his magic power to contaminate the Buddhist scriptures on the box, destroying the last line of defense laid by the sanctuary, and easily opened the box.

Looking at the black ** props lying quietly in it, the Great Demon King couldn't help but laugh proudly.

"See you again, Hand of the Demon King!"

The Great Demon King threw the box on the ground, then grabbed the armor-shaped magic prop and couldn't wait to put it on his left hand.

But what the Great Demon King felt was not the sudden rise of magic, but the pain that burned his skin from his arm.

Quickly took off the hand of the demon king and threw it on the ground, the big demon king looked at his burned arm, his eyebrows trembled unconsciously, and then asked a little funny:

"This is the result of all your strength?"

Fluttering his slender eyelashes, the saint opened his eyes gently, and then glanced at the Great Demon King lightly, but he still didn't say a word, just lowered his head and continued to chant the Buddhist scriptures that he would never play.

After the two of them looked at each other in silence for a while, the Great Demon King saw that the saint still didn't mean to speak, so he took a deep breath and looked left and right for a while, and happened to see that the monobu cloth and the star that he had nailed to the wall with the soul sword showed signs of waking up, and suddenly came to an idea.

"How about we play a game?" The Great Demon King strolled over to Monobe Budu and ripped her off the wall.

Awakened by the actions of the Great Demon King, Monobe Fudu just opened his eyes, and after seeing the mysterious expression on the Great Demon King's face, he was stunned, and then shouted nonchalantly:

"Hurry up and put Monobe-sama down, or else..."

"You're of little use." The rope turned into magic power tied the whole body of Monobe Fudu, especially the mouth part of the body a few more times, and then the Great Demon King walked to the side of the star.

After concocting the star and tying it up with a rope of magical power, the Great Demon King grabbed the star and dragged it to the saint.

"Break the seal on it, or I'll do—" The Great Demon King didn't continue, but just pulled out the Demon King's sword from the saint's ear and pointed it on the star's chest.

“…”

Looking at Xing's restless writhing body, Sheng's face changed for a while, and finally, as if he had figured out something, he sat on the ground again in a dejected manner.

"That's the only way to break it with the seal I put under my blood with all my strength, and that is... End my life. ”

"What a stupid way to seal."

Opening his mouth and sneering a few times, the Great Demon King transferred the Demon King's sword from Xing's body to the Holy Throat.

Just as the Great Demon King wanted to use his strength to pierce the entire head of the Holy One, a strange feeling hit the Great Demon King's heart again.

'Here we go again! It's that feeling again! ’

The same situation as when facing Yakumo Murasaki, under the effect of unknown forces, the Great Demon King's sword could no longer stab down a single bit.

"Don't!"

Without waiting for the Great Demon King to continue thinking, from behind the Great Demon King, a somewhat familiar voice suddenly came.

“… Heart? ”

The Great Demon King looked at the pink-haired little girl who pounced on the saint's body and blocked the saint behind him, and the sword of the demon king in his hand hung down unconsciously.

Seeing the vigilant look in his heart, and then looked at the sword of the demon king in his hand, the big demon king hurriedly hid the sword of the demon king behind him in a panic, and said dryly:

"I, I, I'm just kidding her... Just kidding..."

Quietly watched the panicked appearance of the Great Demon King constantly shaking his head and retreating for a while, his heart tilted his head and thought for a while, and then he suddenly jumped off the body of the saint, got up and hugged the body of the Great Demon King.

Putting his head on the chest of the Great Demon King, he said with difficulty:

"The Great Demon King... Not to lie... Heart... Believe... The Great Demon King..."

Listening to the weak but firm words of his heart, the Great Demon King could no longer hold the Demon King's Sword in his hand.

With a crisp sound, the Demon King's Sword, which had been reluctantly glued by the Great Demon King with its magic power, turned into pieces again after losing the support of its magic power.

Slowly rubbing the hair of the heart with his other hand, the Great Demon King hugged the heart in his arms tighter without saying a word.