Chapter 785 The Power of Imprisonment

The Demon Lord's face suddenly changed, as if an invisible force had imprisoned his body and restricted his movements.

The panic on his face flashed away. In this case, if he lost his ability to move, it would be equivalent to putting his life in the hands of the other party.

Subconsciously activating the skills in his body, he shook his arms to disperse the power.

But the next moment, the power was as invisible as the air, rushing over again, losing freedom again.

The whole person is like a statue, unable to move!

"Haha, are you surprised?"

Seeing the other party standing there motionless, Zhi Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and grinned at the Demon Lord.

This was his first time to activate the Kunlun Mirror. He was originally very worried about whether it would fail, but he didn't expect to succeed in the first attempt.

With the Kunlun Mirror, I'm still afraid of you!

Zhi Xuan walked up to the Demon Lord with a smile, holding the Kunlun Mirror in one hand and squeezing his face left and right with the other hand.

"You were so awesome just now. You wanted to kill me. Come on, let's see how you kill me?" As he spoke, he patted his face with his palms on the left and right.

If anyone else saw this scene, they would be so shocked that their jaws would hit the ground.

The majestic master of the Demon Sect, a stamp of his feet is enough to make the entire ancient martial arts world tremble. Although his strength is greatly reduced now, it is not something that ordinary people can insult.

The only person who dares to slap his face like this is probably Zhi Xuan!

"I remember you!"

The Demon Lord's face was as dark as water, and his eyes exuded a heart-stopping cold light. Anyone who could be remembered by him would never end well.

Zhi Xuan smiled faintly, held his hand, and the Seven-Star Longquan Sword was pressed against his neck instantly, "If I didn't go to the ancient tomb, you would not be resurrected. In this case, I will take this life back!"

People in the Demon Sect do many evil things, and the master of the Demon Sect in front of him is definitely not a good person. He might as well kill a hundred of them.

Just when the Seven-Star Longquan Sword was about to stab, a hidden weapon shot over like lightning. Zhi Xuan frowned and hid to the side without hesitation.

Turning around, I saw Granny Meng and others rushing towards this side quickly.

not good!

Zhi Xuan's expression changed.

Originally, he needed to expend a certain amount of energy to activate the Kunlun Mirror. He could still be opportunistic when dealing with the Demon Lord alone, but if there were too many people, the Kunlun Mirror's advantages would not be demonstrated.

We must take this opportunity to get rid of him!

Zhi Xuan's eyes condensed, and the Seven-Star Longquan Sword in his hand was slashed out again. Countless cyclones gathered towards the sword's edge, turning into a streak of white light, and bombarded the sky and the earth.

"Four great artifacts!"

The Demon Lord was well-informed and immediately recognized the Seven-Star Longquan Sword and Kunlun Mirror. His face became more and more ugly, and he had the urge to kill Zhi Xuan.

He wanted to get away now, but he couldn't move at all.

Not far away, the faces of Po Meng and others also changed drastically. They wanted to stop them but it was too late. They could only watch as the sword light fell on the opponent.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise.

There was no scream as expected, but instead there was the sound of metal colliding. Looking up, I saw the Demon Lord standing there safe and sound.

what's the situation?

There was a hint of surprise on Zhi Xuan's face. As a divine weapon, the Seven-Star Longquan Sword was indestructible and could not break the opponent's flesh and blood.

Isn't it too perverted?

"Do you think you are the only one who has the body refining technique?"

The Demon Lord's voice was extremely plain, but his tone gave people a bone-chilling coldness, making people feel like they were falling into an ice cellar. He didn't even make a move, but he was full of momentum.

Even though he couldn't move, the true energy in his body moved freely.

"This divine weapon is a waste in your hands. If you want to hurt me, go back and practice for another ten years!" The Demon Lord smiled coldly.

As long as he breaks free, Zhi Xuan will be killed!

The idea was good, but Zhi Xuan didn't give him this chance at all. He gritted his teeth and slashed out with his sword again, vaguely seeming to activate the power of heaven and earth.

The violent sword energy struck directly at the Demon Lord's chest as if it were real. At that moment, the latter felt a dangerous aura.

The body-protecting infuriating energy is on full fire!

"boom!"

The Seven-Star Longquan Sword struck the body hard, and the body-protecting Qi shook, and there was a faint sign of fragmentation, which made the Demon Lord twitch his mouth.

That’s not all!

The power in Zhi Xuan's hand increased again, and the sword energy instantly surged three feet.

Click!

Like the sound of shattering glass, the protective energy was shattered instantly, and the Seven-Star Longquan Sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo, and struck the flesh and blood body again without hesitation.

There was a trace of blood faintly seeping out from the clothes. This scene made Zhi Xuan feel happy. It seemed that the opponent's body still couldn't stop the violent attacks of the divine weapon.

injured?

The Demon Lord looked at his chest in disbelief, his eyes almost popping out of his head.

Back when he was the leader of the Demon Sect, he was all-powerful, and there were only a handful of people who could compete with him, let alone hurt him, and the anger in his heart was instantly aroused.

However, he couldn't move.

It’s frustrating!

At this moment, Zhi Xuan seemed to have found an outlet to vent his anger. All the power was concentrated on the Seven-Star Longquan Sword, and the wounds on the opponent's body were getting deeper and deeper.

One inch.

Two inches.

Three inches.

The Demon Lord had the urge to vomit blood.

But at this moment, Zizixuan felt that the power of Kunlun Mirror's imprisonment suddenly weakened, and a bad premonition came to his heart.

really!

The Demon Lord's arm is moving slowly, and the amplitude is getting bigger and bigger. If it continues like this, it won't take long for it to break free.

Especially since Po Meng and others were only ten meters away from him. If he didn't leave, he might not have a chance.

"I don't want to play with you anymore, I'm leaving!"

The next moment, Zhi Xuan quickly pulled out the Seven-Star Longquan Sword, and with a sway, he flew towards the distance like lightning, and suddenly disappeared.

"Brat!"

After about ten seconds, the Demon Lord regained control of his body. His eyes were black with anger, but unexpectedly he did not catch up.

At this time, Mrs. Meng also arrived and said angrily: "What a cunning guy, sir, I will chase him back right away!"

"puff!"

The Demon Lord waved his hand, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He didn't know whether he was angry or actually suffered internal injuries.

"master!"

Po Meng's face was filled with worry.

"It's okay, don't worry about this kid for now. I need to get back to my peak condition as soon as possible, and then find me a furnace. Time is running out."

The Demon Lord took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his body. I am afraid this is the first time he has been so aggrieved.

Zizixuan, I remember you!