Ning Xiaotian didn't speak, and directly threw the tight spell cap at Jin Zhengan.

Although he was seriously injured, he still reached out to catch it.

Looking at the flower fur hat in his hand, he suddenly felt that this was an insult to him by Ning Xiaotian.

However, in order not to miss the moment of attacking the heavenly court, Kim Jong-an finally put on a flower-fur hat, although he hated Ning Xiaotian to death in his heart.

Ning Xiaotian saw Jin Zhengan wearing a flower fur hat, and immediately smiled slightly.

"How does it feel? Are you listening to me now? Ning Xiaotian said with a smile.

Kim Jong-an was slightly stunned and said secretly, is this guy a fool? Or is it childlike innocence?

"I listen to you, you are my master." Kim Jong-an said this deliberately.

"Haha, I know you're very angry in your heart, this play is really good, but it's not acting next." Ning Xiaotian suddenly laughed.

Jin Zhengan couldn't help but be surprised, obviously, he felt strange about Ning Xiaotian's words, and at this time, Ning Xiaotian's mouth began to silently recite the mantra of the mantra.

In the past, Ning Xiaotian would still be very puzzled, if several people had brought a tightening spell, once the spell was recited, wouldn't they all scream in pain?

After learning Tang Seng's mantra, Ning Xiaotian understood that there was a gap in the mantra, and whoever he wanted to punish would read his name.

At this moment, it is natural to read the name of Kim Jong-an.

Kim Zhengan fell to the ground, and saw that Ning Xiaotian seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly, he felt that something seemed to be drilling into the flesh on his head, and in an instant, his head hurt as if it had exploded, and his head seemed to be strangled tightly by iron cables, and it was strangled hard.

"Huh? It hurts, it hurts, ah......"

Kim Jong-an shouted in his mouth, and at this moment, he didn't care about being seriously injured, and rolled directly on the ground.

Rolling and banging on his head, the hat fell to the ground.

When the tight spell cap fell to the ground, Ning Xiaotian saw that there was a particularly thin wire-like thing on Kim Jong-an's head, which was not at all different from the previous TV series.

Kim Jong-an's eyes were red, sweating profusely, and his face was pale.

Ning Xiaotian looked at Jin Zhengan's current appearance, and it was clear that he was dying.

At this moment, the mantra was already firmly on Kim Jong-an's head, and a smile appeared on Ning Xiaotian's face.

Immediately, Ning Xiaotian stopped the formula.

Kim Jong-an's head immediately stopped aching, but at this moment Kim Jong-an did not even have the strength to stand up.

"You...... What did you do to my head? Jin Zhengan said weakly at Ning Xiaotian.

"Tightening the Spell, have you heard of it?"

"What?" When Kim Jong-an heard Ning Xiaotian's words, he was shocked.

For this kind of immortal and demon treasure, Jin Zhengan, as a small and important piece of the demon clan, how could he not know it?

It's just that it's unpredictable to take things, and he's only heard the name of this kind of thing, but he hasn't heard of it.

No, if you know something about the Clamp Spell, that's enough.

"I'm going to kill you." Kim Jong-an stood up trembling, looking like he was going to kill Ning Xiaotian.

Ning Xiaotian was also unceremonious, and recited a mantra again.

Kim Jong-an rolled on the ground again, dying in pain.

At this moment, Kim Jong-an is not to mention resisting pain, and the true qi in his entire body is like being imprisoned, and he can't exert it at all.

Ning Xiaotian stopped the mantra again.

"How? Do you want to kill me now? ”

"Don't dare, I don't dare." Kim Jong-an said again and again.

Ning Xiaotian couldn't help but smile, you know, this thing can't even be carried by the Monkey King, let alone Kim Jong-an.

Ning Xiaotian walked over to the Tight Spell Hat, picked it up, and said with a smile: "Just now I already told you that the function of this thing is that you are willing to wear it, and it doesn't seem to have much to do with me." ”

Kim Jong-an was helpless.

Ning Xiaotian was right, it was precisely because he wanted to deceive Ning Xiaotian first that he ended up in this field.

It's obviously too late to regret it now.

"Look at your current appearance, even if I spare you from dying, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this Qin Emperor's Mausoleum." Ning Xiaotian smiled and said, "Now you have the tight hoop I gave you on your head, if you don't listen to me, then don't blame me for being polite." ”

Jin Zhengan is not stupid, from Ning Xiaotian's words, of course he also heard it, Ning Xiaotian seemed to want to save him.

"Can you save me?" Kim Jong-an said.

Ning Xiaotian smiled: "Sort of, it depends on whether you are willing to let me save it." ”

Kim Jong-an hurriedly said: "I will listen to you in everything in the future, please save me." ”

"You're not right-minded, and you're always trying to harm me." Ning Xiaotian laughed softly: "However, it doesn't matter, you guy doesn't have the backbone of the demon clan at all, I'm afraid he always thinks about the future demon clan to conquer the heavenly court, and now that he is dead, he will lose a lot." ”

Jin Zhengan was a little embarrassed when he saw that Ning Xiaotian had unbunked his thoughts.

"I'll listen to you later."

"Haha, that's even better, in the future, you have to be my internal response in the Heavenly Demon Sect, and you can still be your lord." Ning Xiaotian said: "How do you feel? ”

Kim Jong-an said: "Do I still have a choice? ”

Ning Xiaotian suddenly smiled and said, "It seems that there is none." ”

Immediately, Ning Xiaotian had an extra nine-turn elixir in his hand and threw it directly to Jin Zhengan.

When Kim Jong-an saw it, he was shocked.

"This is the elixir of the Immortal Clan?"

"Haha, you're quite knowledgeable."

"Are you trying to let me eat it?" Kim Jong-an said in surprise.

Ning Xiaotian said: "You are now my person, so I can't let you die, otherwise, who will give me an undercover agent in the Heavenly Demon Sect in the future?" ”

Jin Zhengan listened to Ning Xiaotian's words, it was a lot of anger, and now he has become an undercover agent, and he is still an undercover agent for a mortal.

However, Kim Jong-an still hurriedly took the elixir.

Ning Xiaotian said with a smile: "I know that you are not convinced, but I still advise you that it is best to follow me wholeheartedly, because, who will these three realms belong to in the future, and it is not certain?" Don't you want to know why I have the elixir in my hand? ”

When Kim Jong-an heard this, he hurriedly asked, "How can you have an elixir?" ”

"How could I tell you? Hehe, what immortal race, what demon race, isn't it just to occupy the supreme heavenly court? If Heavenly Court now appoints you as a great sage and a Heavenly Venerable, are you still willing to follow the demons? Ning Xiaotian raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Jin Zhengan looked at Ning Xiaotian and said in surprise: "Who are you?" ”

"Me? Hehe, a mortal. Ning Xiaotian said with a smile.

Kim Jong-an looked Ning Xiaotian up and down, and suddenly, an incredible thought appeared in his heart.

There is a great legend among the immortals and demons, almost the two races have tacitly agreed to suppress the human race, and the human race has once appeared super strong, but the strong man is too strong, leading the human race to almost crush the two races of the immortals and demons, and the strongest person is called the 'human emperor'.

Even the immortal and demon masters at that time were inferior to the human emperor.

Could it be that this mortal in front of him is a new generation......

Ning Xiaotian said: "I think you should exercise now, so that you have the idea to heal and restore your strength." ”

After Kim Jong-an took the Nine Turns Elixir, he immediately sat down and began to heal his wounds.

The effect of the Nine Turns Immortal Pill was very amazing, and after a short time, Kim Jong-an felt that the injuries on his body had healed, and his true qi had also returned to his peak state.

Kim Jong-an was surprised that this elixir was really amazing, and at the same time, his eyes fell on Ning Xiaotian's body.

Ning Xiaotian was standing not far away, playing with his mobile phone.

Kim Jong-an, who had regained his strength, quietly touched his head with one hand, and suddenly, he found that there was nothing on his head, what about the tight hoop? I can feel it on my head, why can't I touch it?

Anyway, if I can kill this guy in an instant, then who can do to me even with the Tightening Spell?

Thinking of this, Jin Zhengan's body shook, and then the whole person shot towards Ning Xiaotian like lightning, the speed was staggering.

However!

Just when Kim Jong-an felt that he was about to touch Ning Xiaotian, suddenly, his head seemed to be strangled by an iron rope again, and it was locked again, and he who had jumped in the air fell to the ground.

"Ah, it hurts me, ah...... It hurts, ah......"

Kim Jong-an rolled on the ground continuously, his hands clutching his hair, and his voice was almost ghostly.