The giggle of the Demon Prince of the Pure Land appeared again. It was very close, as if it was close.

Sure enough, in the dark void, the space trembled slightly, and the sexy and enchanting Jile Demon Princess appeared in front of Wang Yan in a delicate and charming manner.

The distance between the two is only more than ten meters.

At such a close distance, it seemed that one step could pinch the fragile and tender neck of the Jile Demon Ji.

However, even though he was so close, Wang Yan couldn't move at all.

When he looked down, he found that at some point, his body was wrapped in extremely tough black silk threads. And the more he tried, the tighter he tightened, so tighter he couldn't even break free for a while.

"Hmm? Is this... hair?"

Wang Yan recognized these black silk threads, which were actually human hair.

You know, he was distracted for a short moment during the fight, but he was wrapped in strange hair.

I have to say that the methods of this paradise of the Demon Princess are indeed quite powerful.

"Hehe, Your Highness Demon Flame has such a good eye, how about it? Is My beautiful hair beautiful?"

The demonic eyes of the Demonic Grace Cui Lis flowed with her demonic eyes. She raised her hand and gently stroked the hair on the edge of her cheeks, but more hair grew wildly like wild grass, tied Wang Yan not far away like a rice dumpling.

"What's wrong? Your Highness, you are struggling. The more you struggle, the more excited you will be when I will Lingchi you later."

The Demon Ji Ji raised the soul-breaking claw in her hand and licked the sharp claws with her tongue. Now she once again captured Wang Yan completely, which made her feel extremely happy.

Later, she will use this soul-breaking claw to slash this bastard, and finally seal the opponent's soul in this weapon forever.

"Miss Demonic, are you really stupid or fake?"

Wang Yan, who was tied into rice dumplings, smiled with a look of Gujing Wubo, "Have you forgotten what the nemesis of hair is?"

"Hihehe... Are you going to laugh to death?"

The Demon Ji Cuilis of the Pure Land suddenly laughed and trembled, then sneered with contempt, "The countryside race is the countryside race. Do you think the hair of this Demon Ji is just ordinary hair?"

"Hi, let alone flames, even the thunder and fire in the sky and the lava underground, don't think about it..."

Amid the laughter of the demon girl in the Pure Land, the words "harm it a little bit" were not yet spoken out. The scene that happened in vain in front of her made her beautiful expression solidify on her face.

"Wow!"

The flames shook, and the flames that ignited around Wang Yan rose slowly like the scorching sun, and instantly gushed out from the gaps in his hair.

The strong burnt smell, as the black smoke continues to emerge, the sound of a large number of hair breaking, was endless.

The hairs that were wrapped around Wang Yan all began to heat up and red, and the electric heating wires that were heated to the extreme kept melting and breaking!

"No, it's impossible!"

The Demon Ji of Ji's eyes widened and she couldn't bear it and screamed, "What, why is this happening? How could this demon Ji's hair be melted by the hellfire of the demon clan in the countryside?"

Outsiders really don’t know, but how could the flame controlled by Wang Yan be comparable to ordinary hellfire?

With Wang Yan's current strength, the pure Yang true fire in his body has almost reached the level of extreme Yang, and it is naturally no problem to burn the hair of the Jile Demon Princess.

"No, it's impossible, I don't believe it!"

The demon girl of the Pure Land was always unbelievable. Suddenly, her eyes flashed with cold light, as if she realized something. She raised the soul-breaking claw in her hand and jumped to kill Wang Yan, "Boy, die!"

Even if it is necessary to melt her hair, it will take some time. This is the good time for her to kill Wang Yan.
Chapter completed!