At this time, there was a dragon-like sword sound at the door, and in a flash of light, Wei Wuji's phantom body had jumped up, and instantly cut off his two demon hands. But he was not afraid at all, and a fierce fire rose in front of him, burning those demon tentacles one after another.

"Hand over the heart of the ninth princess!" Wei Wuji said sharply.

The Demon Venerable stopped his attack, gasped and whispered, "I can give her my heart back, but this girl has to give me back her hair!" ”

I smiled: "Since I know that taking the risk to get the hair of the Star Lord will end up like this, how can I still be with you!" Moreover, being able to get the hair of the Star Lord is a big purchase that I, a little disciple of Zhongtian, can't earn in a few lifetimes, you must know that if my jade skeleton is wrapped around the hair of the Star Lord, there will definitely be a stand-in that rivals the Star Lord. ”

Although my face is full of confidence, my heart has already been full of thoughts: Master, the disciple stole the Lock Demon Tower and betrayed Zhongtian, it is not a pity to die, today I heard the Demon Venerable's plan, although I can't do anything for Zhongtian anymore, but if I can hurt him a little, I can naturally plan for the master to spend some time to survive the nine tribulations......

At this time, the Demon Venerable hated almost one Buddha and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, shaking his hands and spreading his palms until he reached in front of my eyes: "Hand over your hair!" ”

I endured the pain of missing my heart in pain, and stabbed the jade skull wrapped in half of the white hair into the palm of my hand with shaking my hands, perhaps because of the strength of the Demon Venerable, the blood entered the hairpin, and the stand-in Ah Mo soon appeared beside me.

"Help me hold him down!" I whispered.

The stand-in Ah Mo received the order, and he jumped up and stepped forward to deal with the Demon Venerable. Thinking that she had obtained the spiritual power in the white hair of the Demon Venerable, she was quite handy at this time. Demon Venerable's every move is simply dealing with himself, and he is completely aware of it by the stand-in Ah Mo.

Wei Wuji, who was on the side, took the opportunity to snatch the heart from his hand and toss it back to my chest.

I felt the missing return in my body, and after a short period of pain, I immediately picked up the sword on the ground, and went through the Tianxuan Sword Technique in my mind, but unexpectedly, at this time, the Demon Venerable screamed wildly, and the eight blood-red demon hands turned into ink-like black, merged together, and turned into a huge and incomparable thick black demon palm. The demon's claws suddenly dispersed like smoke, and in an instant they appeared in front of me as a physical entity, so fast that I couldn't react at all. I was grabbed by him and thrown high.

With a "boom", the palm slapped firmly on my chest, and my body flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, only to feel that the blood all over my body was instantly cold from head to toe.

Wei Wuji's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "With me here, why are you still working so hard!" ”

My body seemed to be gently caught by a pair of transparent hands, and in the rolling smoke and dust, a figure slowly emerged, black hair like clouds in the wind, a face looming, and a brocade black robe was extremely treacherous and enchanting. He hugged me tightly in his arms, glanced coldly at the blue-faced Demon Venerable, raised his hand and pointed to the roof, and said in a low voice: "Star Lord, you have too many hands, take care of it!" Also, if you dare to hurt her, I will need you to leave the entire demon world, and the chicken and dog will not stay. ”

I subconsciously followed his hand to look at the roof, only to see that the zenith of the dungeon was covered with rune paper by him with a spell at some point, and the thunder sword wind blade fell like rain, and it was too late for the demon to hide at the moment, so he had to use the pitch-black demon palm to protect the top of his head, and turned around and flew outside the gate of the dungeon. Unexpectedly, there was also a rune paper pasted in front of the door, and the pale yellow enchantment was stuck in front of the door, and he hit one shoulder on it, as if he had hit a diamond wall, and his bones were about to shatter.

In desperation, the Demon Venerable could only curl up his entire body in the demon's palm, allowing countless thunder sword wind blades to slash and scrape. The demon palm was gradually sliced off, getting smaller and smaller. When the Thunder Sword Wind Blade finally stopped, the demon palm suddenly broke open, and it turned into eight demon hands again, but each one was broken and bloody.

A small note slowly floated down in mid-air, and I saw a line of words written on it by Long Feifeng and Feng Wu: Send the Thunder Sword Wind Blade, and the Star Lord smiled.

I endured the powerful pain and whispered, "Take Zhenlan, she is my ......"