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Why can't such a powerful summoning spell inherit the caster's intelligence.

Mo Junrong couldn't know the specific reason for this, but it was the key to victory.

He looked up and down the Great Master Xie Xue, and when he saw the ground under the Great Master's feet, he couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

Another very strange phenomenon, the red giant is huge, and the power of its fists and feet is also earth-shattering.

However, where this guy stepped, he left only very shallow footprints.

This is not in line with common sense, such a huge object should be as heavy as a palace building, even if it does not sink the whole sole of the foot when stepping on the ground, there should be a big hole when stepping out.

But the reality is completely different from common sense, so there are only two explanations.

One is that giants can float and fly, and stepping on the ground is just for show, but their bodies are actually floating in the air.

Another explanation is that the giant's body is actually not that heavy, the behemoth is only the outline formed by the spell, and the punches and kicks are only the effect of the spell power.

After analyzing this point, Mo Junrong began to figure out how to deal with it.

Everything about the giant is related to Lin Zou's self-mutilation spell, and the spell has a duration.

Since the loss of manpower cannot be too much, the best way is to fight for a long time, and the giant seems to have limited weight, and the control tricks should have a good effect.

He raised the long sword, shook the hilt and threw out a buzzing sword light, and then shouted: "Everyone listen to my order, disperse the siege, don't gather together."

Under Mo Junrong's command, more than 150 demon-killing righteous energy disciples turned into a sky full of stars and spread out in all directions, covering the woodland outside the entrance of the canyon.

Mo Junrong ordered again: "Everyone uses control-like talisman papers to attack the giant's fist, preventing him from swinging his fist.

The Qi Jin attack was aimed at the two sides, and the mountain peak collapsed for me. "

Hearing Mo Junrong's order, everyone immediately understood what the Demon Slayer was thinking.

It turned out that they planned to use the method of siege, relying on rocks and talisman paper to restrain the giant.

Facing such a powerful enemy, no one dared to be stingy with the talisman paper in their hands.

A piece of talisman paper shone brightly,

Then, like shining butterflies all over the sky, they fluttered towards the giant's fists.

Different talisman papers exerted different effects, and some condensed cold air, covering the surface of the red fist of the evil blood lord with frost.

Some of them manifested chain phantoms, winding around their fists in circles.

Others turned into cobweb-like threads, one end stuck to the Grand Master's fist, and the other end stuck to the rocky cliff or the ground.

Occasionally, one can see a species with a very special effect. Strange patterns are drawn on the surface of the fist of the evil blood lord, and the fist is pulled down by the mysterious magic power.

At the same time, everyone unleashes energy to attack, or chops swords and swords, or blasts air columns and waves, or throws fire, mines, bombs and other objects.

Explosions rang out one after another, and the mountain wall that had been hit by the Great Lord Evil Blood suddenly collapsed into countless falling rocks.

The stones fell like raindrops, and although they hit the great venerable's huge body, they couldn't cause any damage.

But soon the stones built a small stone mound, completely burying the blood-colored giant's knees below.

The Evil Blood Lord's body was restrained, and he began to struggle violently.

The huge red muscles seemed to be made of pure black iron, and the magic effects released by the talisman paper were broken one after another.

The stone mounds piled up by the collapsed mountain walls were also slowly loosened under the tremendous force, and the speed of the falling stones was no less than that of mountain torrents.

Mo Junrong muttered in his heart: "This thing is so powerful!" Yiyun Chinese

It seems that simply using restrictions is not enough, it is necessary to actively attack the vital points, forcing it to gather strength and get out of trouble.

Mo Junrong's eyes focused on the giant's head, where there were eight yellow eyes, and the eyeballs turned independently, but in different directions.

This is the only place where the giant is not covered by red skin. Perhaps attacking the eyes can have a certain effect.

Glancing around, the righteous disciples who slayed demons were trying to avoid the red smoke overflowing from the giant.

The benefits of dispersion were revealed at this time, even if it was too late to dodge, Hong Yan could only attack three people at a time.

As long as a large amount of combat power is damaged in a short period of time, it will not be able to affect the battle situation.

But everyone seemed a little nervous and a little scared, after all, no one had the experience of fighting such a giant.

Mo Junrong understood that as a demon slayer, he had to show some leadership ability, and boosting morale was extremely important.

"Hmph, Lin Zou, you underestimate me too.

I am someone who has been to the Boundless Tianhe, this thing is not much less powerful than Jiao, how many moves can I take? "

Of course, Mo Junrong doesn't know how to transform into an elephant sword, but the dragon-slaying sword art he practiced is also Wen Jianzong's unique skill, and some of them are very close to the power increase of the transformed elephant sword.

He moved his limbs, kicked off the ground suddenly, and quickly increased his strength in the air.

Three golden-red bands of light appear on the limbs at once, which is a sign of the third level of the God Transformation Realm.

Afterwards, the light band of the Heaven and Earth Divine Meridian disappeared, and the spot of the Divine Eye emerged from the center of the eyebrows, and a spot of light in the pupil of the Divine Turn lit up on the left side of the Divine Eye, representing the power level of the False God Realm.

After seeing it, the demon-killing righteous disciples nearby all showed admiration.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Slayer Envoy has such a high level of cultivation, he deserves to be the leader of the Demon Slayer righteousness.

Mo Junrong ignored everyone's discussion, and directly raised his sword and flew towards the Great Exalted Evil Blood.

Eyebrows flickered for a moment, and then a golden-red light gushed out from the surface of the body, pouring into the sword along the arms like water waves.

The fine steel long sword couldn't withstand such a large amount of energy and the infusion of the power of heaven and earth, and cracks spread like silk.

At this time, the long sword rolled a burning wet wooden stick, emitting thick smoke and dust.

Of course, the smoke and dust are also golden red, like turbulent clouds, drawing long cloud bands with the movement of the sword.

And Mo Junrong pulled the golden-red cloud belt, and flew to meet the blood-colored giant.

He swung his arm left and right violently, drew the long sword horizontally twice, and then thrust forward again.

When the thrust of the sword was about to run out, he pressed down on his wrist forcefully, letting the tip of the sword face down.

"Dragon kowtow!"

The sound of shouting resounded out of thin air, and the golden-red cloud belt showed a fuzzy dragon shape, and at the position under the sword tip, the shiny dragon head one foot and three inches wide was hitting heavily downward.

Bang... The dragon's head hit the head of the Evil Blood Monarch, and there was a resounding sound of metal and iron clanging.

Everyone present was stunned, as if a big bell was beating in their ears, and there was a humming in their minds.

The golden-red cloud-shaped dragon head instantly shattered, turning into flames and metal powder that splashed in all directions.

These overflowing forces hit the remaining mountain walls on both sides of the valley again, completely knocking down the crumbling rocks.

Mo Junrong was blown away by the anti-shock force generated by the collision, somersaulted in the air and flew more than 20 feet before he managed to stabilize his figure.

However, his complexion was not good. It was obvious that the blow to the dragon and kowtowing just now did not achieve the desired effect.

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