Chapter 273: Lock the Immortal Rope
It must be like this.
The old guy of the Jade Emperor has always been stingy. Sun Monkey just took a few immortal peaches from him, and he was stingy and sent the heavenly soldiers and generals down to pursue them unrelentingly, and even more excessively, he also pressed the monkey to the foot of the Five Elements Mountain. And she burned the immortal mountain of his heavenly realm, and the mistake seemed to be worse than that of a monkey, and the old man of the Jade Emperor could spare himself?
Absolutely not.
Broken, broken, broken. He was on the Jade Emperor's wanted list.
No wonder Feng Banyuan spent so much time. She might as well stay at the longevity of the sushi, it's really a disaster.
Zhu Jiuluo suddenly remembered the rumors from the outside world and asked Feng Banyuan: "Don't you hate the people of the Heavenly Realm? They all say that you don't like people from the Heavenly Realm to move around in the Wuji Desert City, why did you change your temperament and collude with them? Are you not afraid that Mo Chen will wake up and blame you?"
Feng Banyuan patiently listened to Jiu Luo's questioning, sneering and playing with his slender nails.
Zhu Jiuluo said that it was enough, and she raised her eyes: "If it weren't for Mochen, the city lord wouldn't have agreed to this deal." It's only your own fox to blame for seducing people who shouldn't be seduced. ”
Jiuluo was so angry that he wanted to scold: "Scum, who is the fox? Obviously, you have a mind about Mo Chen that you shouldn't have, and you dare to spew blood? Do you want to be embarrassed?"
Feng Banyuan was so angry by her scolding that he had already lost his self-restraint, and ordered angrily: "What are you doing in a daze? Don't go and tie up this demon quickly! Don't hurt Yuansheng Tianzun." Send him to my dormitory. ”
Everyone got the order, and they all showed their magic weapons and attacked Zhu Jiuluo.
"It turns out that the Infinite Desert City can't use spiritual power, just for ordinary city citizens. ”
Zhu Jiuluo no longer has any scruples, and the bauhinia vine bracelet on his wrist is like a swimming dragon fluttering out, and the soul-devouring hairpin does not leave a living mouth wherever he passes.
Jiu Luo taunted Feng Banyuan at the same time, and at the same time, taking advantage of the moment when the Bauhinia vine bracelet opened the blood path, he conjured a long ribbon to tie the unconscious ink dust back to back to himself.
You can't say anything about throwing this guy to this ** thief.
Feng Banyuan didn't expect Zhu Jiuluo to be so fierce, and he injured more than a dozen of her subordinates as soon as he made a move.
She stared at the bauhinia vine released by Zhu Jiuluo, and for a moment she couldn't remember when there were such powerful magic weapons in the Three Realms. Seeing that this bauhinia vine was coiled around Zhu Jiuluo and Mochen like a golden bell jar, and she didn't allow others to get close to her at all, she couldn't sit still anymore and stood up.
"Zhu Jiuluo, you can't escape with Mochen, why don't you put him down and try if you can leave here?"
Zhu Jiuluo didn't pay attention to Feng Banyuan at all, and secretly breathed to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, finding the opportunity to prepare for a hard blow.
Feng Banyuan just wanted to distract her, and seeing that Zhu Jiuluo was about to make a big move, she suddenly recited the magic method silently, and a whirlwind rushed out from behind her, and all the objects where the whirlwind passed were crushed by the huge wind, attracting them into the whirlpool in the center of the whirlwind.
The corpses of the squires who had fallen to the ground flew up like rags with the turn of the whirlwind, and the rubble of the roof began to fall scattered.
Zhu Jiuluo was engulfed by this huge wind and was almost swallowed into the whirlpool, and she had to divide half of her spiritual power to resist this force.
Fortunately, she had tied Mochen tightly just now, otherwise he might have been swept away by the wind.
The porcelain shards that fell to the ground cut through Mochen's wrists with sharp edges, and blood flowed out one after another, and was caught in the air by the wind.
Zhu Jiuluo couldn't see Mo Chen's injury, and stared at the creaking beams for a while.
"Feng Banyuan, if you want to demolish your house, I don't care. But if you hurt Mochen, I will make it impossible for you to live. ”
She had to borrow some more spiritual power from the Void Domain, preparing to fight back with all her might.
Feng Banyuan's personal attendant appeared at the right time, and a golden rope the thickness of a thumb was handed to Feng Banyuan's hand.
Feng Banyuan saw the wound on the back of Mo Chen's hand, and his heart was full of sorrow, and the lock immortal rope wrapped around Mo Chen like a spirit snake.
Jiu Luo was about to find a way to dodge, but the rope suddenly stopped in mid-air and did not move.