In just an instant, Ye Wentian relied on the ice edge reflection and deflected the Abyss Lord's weapon with the help of the attack of the Favored Princess, thus allowing Monica to hit it hard, if it wasn't for Mammon to strike and blow up the big sword, I am afraid that the Abyss Lord would have died on the spot at this time.

More than a dozen cannonballs fell on the favored concubine, and Ye Wentian appeared in the air behind Ma Men, stepping on the ice tray and carrying the cannon on his shoulder, aiming at the back of the abyss lord's heart and shouting coldly: "Explosion!"

The muzzle of the cannon flashed angrily, and the cannonball shot out, hitting the back of the Abyss Lord with a bang. At the same time, the ten shells on the pet concubine's body also exploded accordingly.

The loud noise shook the sky and the waves of fire rolled, and the blazing flames engulfed the entire hall in an instant, and even the magma below was blown up by the shock wave almost like boiling.

As soon as the cannon burst out, Ye Wentian did not stop, and instantly changed from the body of the ice element to the body of metal, and the vajra claw popped out, and the momentum rushed straight to the back of Mammon's head like thunder.

Mammon sat still the whole time, not even the shock wave from the explosion could lift a corner of his clothes, and when the vajra claw was a millimeter away from him, he jerked it back, took it in his hand, and threw it out.

The waves of fire gradually dissipated, and Ye Wentian flipped more than a dozen times in the air, borrowed slightly from the stone pillar, and landed firmly on the ground. Monica also collected her sword and retreated to Ye Wentian's side, the difference was that her left hand was stained with black and red demon blood, and a fresh heart was still beating in her palm.

Although the sword just now was blocked by Mammon and did not cut off the heart, it seriously injured the Abyss Lord, and at the moment when the fire wave obscured her vision, she stabbed into the Abyss Lord's chest like lightning, pulling out the demon's heart.

The Abyss Lord looked down at the hole in his chest, his eyes were full of unwillingness and disbelief, the blood line of his upper body quickly surged, half of his body slid diagonally, and the huge headless stump fell to the ground with a bang, and the rolling black blood fell into the magma along the hollow ground.

It stands to reason that although Monica's level and strength are far superior to those of the Abyss Lord, it can at least resist a few blows and not be killed by a single sword, but this is the case, under Ip Mantian's ingenious calculations, it was really killed by a single sword!

In a confrontation of less than a second, although Mammon did not officially make a move, the results achieved were also miraculous!

There were ten cannonballs that exploded on the pet girl's body, and with the power of the homemade cannonballs, would it hurt her? With this question, Ip Man looked at the pet girl demon.

The delicate and charming face of the pet girl demon was obviously a little sluggish, her seductive little mouth was wide open, and the soft armor covering her chest and between her legs were all wiped out in the explosion, but the surface of her body was covered with a black-red light film, and with the protection of this light film, she was unharmed.

Mammon was holding the wrist of the Witch with one hand, and this film of light was his masterpiece.

"Lord, Lord, Lord...... Master, thank you for saving the slave family!" the pet witch stammered for a long time, and finally kissed the back of Mammon's hand and thanked her deeply.

"Good baby, I don't want you to get hurt! You despise the enemy too much, do you see the fate of that fool?" Mammon pointed to the Abyss Lord who was slashed by a sword, and stretched out his thumb towards Ye Wentian, "This young man is amazing, not only did he smash my handsome face with three punches, but also destroyed my demon summoning array, if you underestimate the enemy, then I can't save you." ”

The pet girl demon bowed respectfully: "The slave family remembers, the slave family will show twelve points of vigilance and strength this time!" After speaking, he flapped his flesh wings and flew up, his claws made a move in the air, and six weapons appeared out of thin air and landed among the six claws, which were two black crystal staffs, two short swords and two long whips.

Ye Wentian took the demon heart from Monica's hand, raised the corners of his mouth and sneered: "What are my methods?

Monica's expression changed continuously, and finally reluctantly said two words: "Awesome!"

Without the Abyss Lord, although there is still a big gap in the strength of the enemy and us, it is no longer as disparity as Fang Cai.

"What's next?" Monica asked subconsciously, in the past, when she encountered the enemy, she didn't pay attention to tactics at all, and she fought brutally, but at this time, she had unconsciously begun to rely on Ye Wentian's command.

"Bring it in your hand!" Ye Wentian put the demon heart into the ring, his eyes still fixed on Mammon.

"Oh. Monica felt a little hot on her face, but she still quietly stretched out her hand, and the expression was like being a thief. It's obviously under the other party's nose, okay, what are you hiding?

Ye Wentian grabbed her slippery and slender palm, and quickly let go of it after his fingertips slid rapidly in the palm of his hand.

"Understood?" asked Ye Wentian.

"Ahh

Mammon finally stood up from the throne, and with it was a huge pressure, as if it were a giant like a mountain, and even the walls of the volcano began to tremble, and the magma below was even more tumbling and boiling.

"Now, it's time to play for real! there's still an hour and fifty-five minutes left!" Mammon let out her trademark evil smile as she stepped down the steps, and the Spirit Emperor's coercion overwhelmed her.

Ye Wentian had never shown cowardice in the face of the coercion of the three Spirit Emperors back then, and at this time, he was not affected at all, and shouted: "It's on!" and took the lead in rushing forward.

Ye Wentian transformed into an ice elemental body, and actually rushed straight towards Mammon, completely ignoring the pet concubine demon in the air, Monica chased closely behind him, and this kind of brutal charge could not see the slightest tactic at all.

Mammon didn't care, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became hideous, and the black-red spiritual flame on his body rolled out eighty-three inches, raising his hand to grab Ye Man's Tianmian Gate. Although it is only a casual claw, with the strong cultivation of the Spirit Emperor as the backing, its power should definitely not be underestimated.

Ye Wentian put his hands together in front of his chest, and a huge ice cage fell from the sky, instantly enveloping Mammon in it, and then the eighth-level You Zi Jue was activated, and with a light touch on the ice cage, he rose up like lightning and rushed towards the pet witch in the air.

Monica had been following behind Ye Wentian, and the moment he jumped up, the big sword stabbed out quickly, and pierced through the ice wall with a pop.

"Succeeded?" Monica was overjoyed, and then found that the big sword was no longer easy to advance, and her face sank.

The ice cage shattered, the billowing black-red flames scattered and rolled angrily, and Mammon was wrapped in the blazing flames like a devil from hell, and he clamped the blade of the great sword tightly with one hand, the sharp tip of the sword was only a centimeter from his chest!

"This is your plan, it's harder to kill me!" Mammon grabbed the blade of the sword with a big hand and slowly pushed the blade out inch by inch, and with the huge power of Monica's silver dragon body, it was also defeated!

"Look at your step!" Monica's gloomy pretty face suddenly burst out with a smile, her eyes glancing down.

Mammon also frowned and looked down, but there was nothing!

"Lie to you!" Monica chuckled, and the sword in both hands twisted violently, and the sharp sword force Mammon's palm away.

At the same time, Ye Wentian's voice sounded in his ears: "Ice Holy Sword, excalibur!" A cold sword light with a faint golden light fell from the sky and slashed across the side of Mammon's face.