Why can't a summoning spell with such a power inherit the caster's intelligence?

Mo Junrong couldn't know the specific reason for this, but it was the key to victory.

He looked the Evil Blood Venerable up and down, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow when he saw the ground under the Venerable's feet.

Another very strange phenomenon, the red giant is huge, and the power of its fists and feet is also earth-shattering.

However, where this guy stepped on, only very shallow footprints were left.

This is not reasonable, such a huge thing should be as heavy as a temple building, even if you step on the ground and don't sink into the whole foot, you should always step out of the big pit.

But the reality is completely different from common sense, and there are only two explanations.

One is that giants float and fly, stepping on the ground just for show, when in fact their bodies are floating in the air.

Another explanation is that the giant's body is actually not that heavy, the behemoth is just the outline of the spell, and the punches and kicks are only the effect of the power of the spell.

Analyzing this, Mo Junrong began to figure out how to deal with it.

Everything about the giant is related to Lin Zou's self-mutilation spell, and the spell has a duration.

Since you can't lose too much manpower, the best way is to fight prolonged, and the giant seems to have a limited weight, and the control trick should have a good effect.

He raised his long sword, shook the hilt and threw out a buzzing sword light, and then shouted, "Everyone listen to my orders, disperse the siege, and don't gather together." ”

Under Mo Junrong's command, more than one hundred and fifty Demon Punishment Righteous Qi disciples turned into a sky full of stars and spread out in all directions, covering the woodland outside the entrance of the canyon.

Mo Junrong ordered again: "Everyone uses the control rune paper to attack the giant's fist and prevent him from swinging his fist.

The energy attack was aimed at both sides, knocking down the mountain peak. ”

Hearing Mo Junrong's order, everyone immediately understood what the Demon Envoy was thinking.

Originally, it was intended to use the siege method to restrain the giants by relying on mountain rocks and rune paper.

In the face of such a strong enemy, no one dared to be stingy with the rune paper in their hands.

The rune paper lit up with a vigorous light, and then like a shining butterfly in the sky, it flew towards the giant's fists.

Different runes exert different effects, and some condense cold qi and cover the surface of the red fist of the Evil Blood Venerable.

Others manifested the phantom of the chains, wrapping around their fists in circles.

Others turned into cobweb-like silk threads, one end sticking to the Great Zun's fist, and the other sticking to the cliff or ground.

Occasionally, you can see a very special effect, outlining a strange pattern on the surface of the Evil Blood Lord's fist, and pulling it down through the power of the arcane spell.

At the same time, everyone unleashed their qi to attack, or slashed swords and swords, or slammed air pillars and waves, or threw fire and thunder bullets and other objects.

The explosions continued to sound, and the mountain wall that had been smashed by the Evil Blood Venerable suddenly collapsed into countless falling rocks.

The stones rained down, and although they hit the huge body of the Great Zun, they could not cause any damage.

Soon, however, the stone built a small mound of rock, burying the Scarlet Giant's knee in it.

The Evil Blood Venerable's body was restrained, and he began to struggle violently.

The huge red muscles seemed to be made of pure black iron, and the magic effects released by the rune paper were shattered one after another.

The stone mounds made of the collapsed mountain walls also slowly loosened under the tremendous force, and the speed of the rubble rolling down was no less than that of a mountain torrent.

Mo Junrong muttered in his heart: "This thing is so powerful!" Yiyun Chinese

It seems that it is not enough to simply use the method of restriction, and it is necessary to take the initiative to attack the key point and force it to be unable to gather strength to get out of the predicament.

Mo Junrong's gaze focused on the position of the giant's head, where there were eight yellow and clear eyes, and the eyeballs actually turned separately, and the direction was inconsistent.

This is the only place where the giant is not covered in red skin, and perhaps attacking the eyes can have some effect.

Glancing around, the disciple of the Demon Sect was trying to dodge the red smoke that overflowed from the giant's body.

The benefits of dispersion were evident at this time, and even if it was too late to dodge, the red smoke could only attack three people at a time.

As long as a large amount of combat power is damaged in a short period of time, it will not affect the battle situation.

However, everyone seemed a little nervous and a little scared, after all, no one had ever had the experience of fighting such a huge thing.

Mo Junrong understands that as a demon destroyer, he must show some leadership ability, and boosting morale is an extremely important point.

"Hmph, Lin Zou, you underestimate me too much.

I'm a person who has been to the Boundless Heavenly River, and the strength of this thing is not much worse than that of Jiao, how many strokes can I eat the Weathering Elephant Sword?"

Of course, Mo Junrong doesn't know the transformation sword technique, but the dragon slaying sword technique he practiced is also a sword sect stunt, and several of the moves are very close to the power increase of the transformation sword technique.

He moved his limbs and suddenly jumped to his feet, quickly gaining strength in the air.

Three golden-red bands of light appeared on the limbs at once, which was a sign of the third order of the Transformation God Realm.

Then the light band of the Heaven and Earth Divine Vein disappeared, and the Divine Gaze appeared from the center of the eyebrows, and a Divine Turning Pupil Light Point lit up on the left side of the Divine Eye, representing the power level of the Void God Realm.

When the nearby Demon Righteous Qi disciples saw it, they all showed admiration.

I didn't expect the Demon Punishment Envoy to cultivate so profoundly, and he deserved to be the leader of the Demon Punishment Righteousness.

Mo Junrong didn't pay attention to the content of everyone's discussions, and directly raised his sword and flew towards the Evil Blood Venerable.

His eyebrows flickered, and then golden-red light poured out from the surface of his body, pouring into the sword body along his arm like water waves.

The steel longsword could not withstand such a large amount of energy and the power of heaven and earth, and cracks spread like filaments with a click.

At this moment, the long sword rolled a burning damp wooden stick and emitted thick smoke and dust.

Of course, the smoke and dust were also golden red, like churning clouds, drawing long ribbons of clouds with the movement of the sword.

And Mo Junrong pulled this golden-red cloud belt and flew to the blood-colored giant to meet him.

I saw his arm slash left and right sharply, pulling the long sword horizontally twice, and then stabbing forward and picking it up.

When the sword was about to reach its limit, he pressed down on his wrist so hard that the tip of the sword stabbed downward.

"The dragon kowtows!"

A loud shout rang out out of thin air, and the golden-red cloud took on a vague dragon shape, and where the tip of the sword was pierced, the shiny dragon head one foot three inches wide was striking downward.

Boom...... The dragon's head slammed into the head of the Evil Blood Venerable, and it exploded with a loud sound of gold and iron.

Everyone present was stunned, as if a big bell was striking in their ears, and the whole mind was buzzing except for the buzz.

The golden-red cloud-like dragon head shattered in an instant, turning into fire and metal powder that flew in all directions.

These spilled forces once again hit the remnants of the mountain walls on both sides of the valley, completely destroying the crumbling rocks.

Mo Junrong was blown away by the shock force generated by the collision, and flew out more than twenty feet in the air with his head turned over before he could barely stabilize his figure.

However, his face was not good-looking, and it was obvious that the blow to the dragon just now did not achieve the expected effect.