If he could trade with the devil, Buddha would definitely laugh out loud.
But looking at Xuan Lingzi's dumbfounded expression, Zhang Xiu knew clearly that there was no chance of this happening. He sighed regretfully and said, "You can't kill the demon, and I can't kill the Buddha. How about a draw in this round?"
Xuan Lingzi came back to his senses, stared at Zhang Xiu with an unkind expression, held the gourd in his hand, and opened the gourd lid.
There was a ray of light in the gourd, which was more than three feet high. An object appeared on it, seven inches long, with eyebrows and eyes. Two white lights shot out of the eyes and shot towards Zhang Xiu.
Zhang Xiu sensed the dangerous aura coming, and the demonic energy and pure Yang energy in his body were released at once, blocking out the white light.
According to Zhang Xiu's knowledge, these two white lights can nail the practitioner's Niwan Palace and seal the soul.
As long as the caster says "Baby, please turn around" again and lets the flying knife in the gourd spin three times over the opponent, even Daluo Jinxian will be killed!
It was precisely because of holding this magic weapon that Xuan Lingzi was confident and did not take Zhang Xiu into consideration at all.
At this time, seeing the second energy released from Zhang Xiu blocking the white light released by the sword spirit, Xuan Lingzi frowned slightly and said: "Please turn around, baby!"
The flying knife in the gourd rose up, and its body was like a long snake, wrapping around Zhang Xiu quickly through the air.
Seeing that it was about to revolve around Zhang Xiu, Zhang Xiu suddenly looked at it and grabbed the long snake-like sword spirit.
Washed away by the demonic energy and pure Yang energy, the rotation of the sword spirit became slower.
Seeing this, Xuan Lingzi chanted the incantation again: "Please turn around, baby!"
However, instead of obeying his command, the sword spirit stopped turning, as if it had been immobilized. It just wrapped around Zhang Xiu's body and stopped moving.
Xuan Lingzi opened his eyes in shock: "Impossible, how could this happen..."
At this time, Xia'er's slightly disdainful voice sounded in the sky: "This baby only listens to me now."
Xuan Lingzi raised his head in confusion and looked at Xia'er, who was stepping on colorful auspicious clouds in the sky.
He knew that in addition to being Zhang Xiu's wife, Xia'er was also the seventh princess of Heaven, but he had never heard that Heaven also had a way to control the immortal-killing flying knife...
Seeing Xuan Lingzi's look of disbelief, Xia'er chuckled and said, "Don't you believe it? Then I will let you open your eyes today and please turn around, baby!"
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Xiu turned around quickly: "What do you want me to do?"
Xuan Lingzi: "@#￥%￥#@......"
Isn’t this the “baby” I’m talking about?
Xuan Lingzi's cheeks twitched, and he suddenly realized something was wrong. He looked at Zhang Xiu in shock: "How can you still move?"
Zhang Xiu smiled and said, "Why can't I move because of this little guy?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand in front of him. Daoling immediately lowered his head and rubbed Zhang Xiu's palm affectionately.
Seeing this incredible scene, Xuan Lingzi was shocked: "You... what did you do to my flying knife?"
Zhang Xiuyi smiled: "I didn't do anything to it, I just let it go."
As he spoke, he patted the sword spirit on the head, and the sword spirit happily flew into the sky, swaying its body and disappeared into the clouds.
"This this……"
Xuan Lingzi's eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw it, and he said in complete incomprehension: "Can flying knives be released? Am I under some illusion..."
Xia'er had a smile on her face and seemed to be used to this kind of thing.
A long time ago, Zhang Xiu conducted an experiment. As long as it was a magic weapon with spiritual consciousness, Zhang Xiu could release lives, and the probability of successful release was quite high.
At that time, she was also dumbfounded, sighing that Zhang Xiu's talent was as fresh and refined as his brain circuit.
This is also one of the reasons why Zhang Xiu threatened to release Nantianmen before. Although it seemed like a joke, Zhang Xiu was not just talking.
Seeing Xia'er appear in front of him safe and sound, Zhang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Xia'er's speed in soaring into the clouds and riding in the mist is ranked among the best in the three realms, it is unknown whether she can escape from the devil if she faces him.
Xia'er saw Zhang Xiu's worry and said: "The demon has controlled the ten palaces of Yama, and also sent a powerful demon to capture Jigong and Maori Xingjun."
"The demon was holding a very powerful divine bow. Even I was almost shot down by one of his arrows. According to my speculation, that divine bow is most likely Hou Yi's sun-shooting bow."
Zhang Xiu frowned when he heard this: "Where did the demon find so many powerful magic weapons..."
As he spoke, he looked at Xuan Lingzi in front of him with a solemn expression.
Xuan Lingzi finally showed a timid look when he saw that Zhang Xiu had released the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife: "Master Tianmo has recovered his cultivation and will soon regain control of the Three Realms! You can't escape. Now we can capture you without any help. Maybe you can still You can suffer less.”
Zhang Xiu smiled lightly: "You don't have to worry about it now. What you should worry about now is your own fate."
After saying that, he waved his hand and several rays of sword energy flew out from Xuan Lingzi's feet.
Xuan Lingzi activated his protective magic weapon, and the demonic energy on his body immediately exploded, protecting his body. However, in the rain of swords condensed by pure Yang energy, this magic weapon did not last long.
There was a cracking sound, and the demonic energy around Xuan Lingzi dissipated. His body was instantly cut by several sword energy, and he let out a painful scream, covering his chest and kneeling on the ground.
Then a red light fell from the sky, and Xia'er sealed the soul with the Huntian Pagoda.
Seeing Xuan Lingzi being captured, the emperor in the distance finally let out a sigh of relief.
The second prince excitedly clenched the spear in his hand and couldn't help shouting: "We win, the Holy Master wins! Father, I say the Holy Master will definitely win!"
The emperor smiled slightly, jumped off the chariot and said: "Your Majesty, follow me to see the Holy Master!"
Soon, the emperor showed off his Qinggong, which was not inferior to that of the second prince, and rushed to Zhang Xiu and others.
"Meet the Holy Master!"
Looking at the emperor who was about to salute him, Zhang Xiu waved his sleeves, and a breeze held him up, and said: "There is no need to use this set of red tape and false etiquette. The top priority is to deal with the government affairs and find all the ministers with problems." Send them to me and I will break the spell for them.”
The emperor responded quickly: "Holy Master, if you have anything else to say, please feel free to tell me."
Zhang Xiu glanced at Xuan Lingzi and said, "Prepare a cleaner cell for him so that he can be properly guarded. I will personally interrogate him in two days."
As he spoke, a kind smile appeared on his face: "You are lucky, we treat prisoners preferentially here, even your three meals a day are cooked by my wife!"
Sun Wukong looked at Xuan Lingzi sympathetically, and then at Zhang Dashan. The corner of his mouth twitched, but he said nothing.
This is not a kind of preferential treatment for prisoners. Even if it is the eighteenth level of hell, it is nothing more than this...
(End of chapter)
