As soon as Qiē was ready, Mo Moda stretched out her hand and pointed at the Jiuyang Demon King and said, "Stand there and don't move, be careful of hurting you." ”

"......" The Jiuyang Demon King floated in the air a little speechlessly, planning to see what his trick was, even if he encountered it in the future, he would have a way to deal with it.

But before that, he had something to say to Tian Yuanjun, so he shouted loudly: "Tian Yuanjun, you are a very failure, look at the monks in this city, half of them have not come out to help you." ”

"It's ridiculous, you still say that you are a human power and respected. The current situation is completely different from what you said, it's really going to laugh to death! ”

Tian Yuanjun looked at him coldly, and said disdainfully: "Jiuyang, you are no better than me, nearly 100,000 demon clan troops have escaped, and half of them have come out to help you." ”

The Jiuyang Demon King was stunned for a moment, and his old face was cheeky and laughed: "That's why I asked them not to come out, didn't you see that turtle is also a demon beast?" I've seen it with my own eyes, even if you destroy the Great Guardian Array, the monks inside are still making shrunken turtles, and no half of them come out. ”

"Don't fool yourself, you know better than me what the situation of the demon army is." Tian Yuanjun snorted coldly, but he hated all the monks in the Dragon City, and when the matter here was resolved, he would have to investigate it carefully.

Who is so bold that he dares to hide like this all the time and not come out to attack the demon clan. Such a timid monk is really embarrassing, and he doesn't have to continue to live in the world at all.

Just as the two were scolding each other, Mo Moda shook his hair twice, and the ornaments that had been holding the hair on both sides fell off, and his black hair began to grow in an instant.

His hair grew longer and longer, floating softly in the air, and behind him there was a darkness in the sky. The darkness spread out in all directions, and the hair was already nearly ten feet long, but it still did not stop, and continued to grow.

Tian Yuanjun looked at him and felt a sense of danger, he withdrew the spirit sword to his chest, placed it on the palm of his hand, and then gently cut it.

Blood appeared in his palm, and he was sucked into the sword body, and he used his own blood to stimulate the power of the spirit sword, feeling the pressure brought by Ink Moda.

A red streak appeared in the middle of the white and flawless spirit sword, and when he held it in his hand again, he could no longer feel the overwhelming temperament he had before.

Instead, there is a restrained low-key, though not that breathless sense of oppression. The sword seemed to come to life, staring at Ink Morda with its eyes on him, trying to tear him to shreds.

Lu Xiaoding looked up at the hair in the sky, and said in surprise after half a sound: "With so much hair, it must take a lot of work to wash it once." I don't want to have such long hair, I'm in trouble. ”

After speaking, she beat the night patrol who flew out of the valley halfway out, tried to escape from the valley bottom, and was covered in rot.

That's when Ink Moda acted.

The hair all over the sky flew out in more than a dozen strands, like a group of snakes dancing, rushing towards Tian Yuanjun.

And Tian Yuanjun was not stunned, holding the spirit sword in his hand, with a wave, a thin red light flew out of the sword body, cutting directly into the flying hair.

The two collided together, and the ......

A lot of black hair fell from the sky, floating all over the sky, and Ink Moda's hair was cut off.

The red light was thin but extremely powerful, and it directly defused the terrifying attack of Ink Moda.

"Won't you, lose?" Lu Xiaoding muttered to himself in disbelief, her hair was blowing everywhere, and a lot of it fell to her.

There was so much hair that it blocked her view. When she squinted her eyes to see clearly, her eyes widened.

Just when the hair flew all over the sky, Mo Moda's hair was already tied to Tian Yuanjun's body. Not only him, but even the Jiuyang Demon King in the distance was tied up.

Seeing that he was also entangled in his hair, he shouted dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing, you made a mistake, let me go!" ”

"Whew!" The Thunder Beast King also roared, shouting at Long Zhentao, "Look where you're still running, you can't run away now!" ”

Ink Moda's hair wrapped up all three of them, and Tian Yuanjun couldn't break free with his spiritual power, so he continued to slash at the hair with his spirit sword.

Although a lot of hair was cut off, there were still many more wrapped around him, and they couldn't be broken at all.

And Long Zhentao had his own way, he put the thunder and lightning on the hair, wanting to let them follow the hair to attack the ink demon.

But this matter had already been seen through by the Thunder Beast King, and it jumped onto the hair, blocking the thunder and lightning released with its body, and absorbing them all.

Tian Yuanjun and they can still figure it out, everyone is an enemy, and it is normal to be caught and killed. But the Jiuyang Demon King doesn't understand, why did he arrest himself, didn't he talk about cooperation?

He knew that the person in charge was Lu Xiaoding, so he yelled at her: "Demon queen, what do you mean by this, aren't we joining forces?" ”

"Yes, your mission is done. What's so strange about it that now that we're okay with each other, so you're also my enemy? Lu Xiaoding said with a smile.

The Nine Yang Demon King instantly understood that he had been calculated, and he shouted angrily: "You actually used me to deal with the human race, just to make us both lose and consume your own strength!" ”

"Yes, I just calculated that you are weak now, so I did it." After Lu Xiaoding finished speaking, he waved his hand, "Mo Moda, enter the pit!" ”

She's too lazy to talk nonsense, these people aren't honest people waiting for you to talk.

Of course, Ink Moda had no intention of speaking, and after entangling the three of them, her hair pulled them and they flew in the sky.

He struck an attacking stance in the air, clenched his fists and waited.

Tian Yuanjun was pulled in front of him like lightning, and was hit on the head by Ink Moda with a fierce punch. The fist roared, and the shockwave blew like a raging wind.

After eating such a heavy punch, the person should have flown out, but the head was tilted back, but the person was entangled in the hair and still pulled in place.

He was entangled all over his body, hung in front of Ink Moda, and was punched and punched on his body.

Tian Yuanjun spat blood from his mouth, and his bones were broken under the heavy punch. Fortunately, there were other people to clean up, and the hair dragged him away and sent the Jiuyang Demon King over.

Although he punched Tian Yuanjun more than a dozen times, it only took a blink of an eye and didn't let him run away at all.

Although the Jiuyang Demon King has great strength, these hairs are all soft, and his attacks are as if they hit cotton, and he can't exert his power at all.

By the time he was dragged in front of Ink Moda, he was already shining with golden light, raising his defenses to the strongest, and gritting his teeth to eat people.

Ink Moda smiled seductively at him, her fists clenched, "I said it a long time ago, you're too weak. But you don't have to disagree, I'm not a simple-minded and well-limbed berserker like you. ”

He bared his teeth and smiled: "I'm playing the control technique, fists...... It's just idle and has nothing to practice. ”

As soon as the words fell, he slapped the Jiuyang Demon King in the face so hard that he knocked a few of those man-eating teeth away.

It's not like dealing with Tian Yuanjun with a few punches, the iron body of the Jiuyang Demon King allows him to beat him hard at one time.

All the demons could only see the afterimage of Mo Moda, and kept swinging their fists at the Jiuyang Demon King, like a clanging sound on an iron plate, and it kept coming from the sky with a loud sound.

Lu Xiaoding held his face and pouted: "It's so cruel, didn't you tell him to throw a pit, why is he still fighting well?" ”