"I know it's not strange to have a tight hoop curse. How come you have a tight hoop curse?" Luo Zhuo said calmly, squinting his eyes.

"In my opinion, it's not surprising that I have a tight-knot spell. You are an outsider, it's strange that you know." The man from the demon clan said. When he turned around, Luo Zhuo had already seen clearly his appearance. He was a middle-aged man covered in beards, and his figure was not very burly. If it weren't for his beard, he would even look pretty.

Their words made Bai Wenshou and others confused. They didn't know what the Tight Hoop Curse was. In the fairy world, everything about the Monkey King Sun Wukong had been erased from people's minds by a special force. Except for a few special people, no one remembered Sun Wukong, and naturally he wouldn't remember Tight Hoop Curse.

Since Sun Wukong disappeared, he has never heard of Buddhism putting a tight-knot curse on that person again. Whether this secret technique still exists or not is a question. Luo Zhuo has seen the steel ring on Red Boy that limits his cultivation, which is also from the Nanhai Guanyin, but he still can't figure it out what the difference is from the tight-knot curse.

"Can you tell me clearly what this tight spell is?" Bai Wenshou said with some displeasure. He has always claimed to be extensive in knowledge, but now he is regarded as a fool. He doesn't know what the seven rings in his hand are for!

"If you take this thing, you will naturally know what the tight hoop curse is." The man from the demon clan said.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Bai Wenshou sneered. Even if he didn't know the background of the tight-knot curse, Bai Wenshou could imagine that this was a way to restrict people. He was not stupid, so how could he put his life on his head and hand over his life to others? It was not his style.

Bai Wenshou's words were also what Luo Zhuo and his friends wanted to say. They could promise not to do anything in Aolai, but they were not so great to hand over their lives to others.

Especially Luo Zhuo, who knows what the tight hoop curse is, would never agree to bring this thing on his head. With Sun Wukong's ability, he could not get out of the tight hoop curse when he brought it. Luo Zhuo did not think that his current cultivation level could be compared with Sun Wukong's original. Once he brought this tight hoop curse, he would have no choice but to do anything in the future.

"You can't take it with you or not." The man from the demon clan snorted coldly.

"Buzz—" With a light sound, a light curtain rose, surrounding Luo Zhuo and the other seven.

"Are you delaying the time?" Bai Wenshou shouted angrily. He rushed forward, but was blocked by the light curtain.

"Otherwise? Do you think I have so much time to talk nonsense to you?" the man from the demon clan said with a sarcastic face.

"Everyone, I was careless." Bai Wenshou said to everyone with a wry smile.

"It's not your fault. Is it just a formation that can trap the seven of us?" Xu Chuan said, clenched his fist and punched it out with a loud blow, landing on the light curtain. The huge force made a sag appear on the light curtain, and even the small building was trembling.

"My formation is connected to Shaozefeng. If you want to break it, it's a dream." The man from the demon clan sneered, "Put the tight hoop with you, you will be mine in the future. I will eat meat, and you will have the opportunity to drink soup. If you are stubborn, my formation will not only trap people, but also kill people!"

"Everyone, let's work together to break the formation and kill this despicable villain!" Bai Wenshou shouted.

"Boom boom boom boom-" The seven people took action at the same time, with loud noises, and the entire Shaoze Peak shaking. The man of the demon clan was also secretly frightened. Fortunately, he delayed the time and activated the formation. Otherwise, if these seven people took action together, his bones would have been removed?

Although Shaoze Peak shook like an earthquake, after two hours, the formation in the small building was still not broken.

"You have this heart to die. The formation here was set up by the Lord of the People's Republic of China. Not to mention you, even the seven perfect golden immortals can never be broken!" The man from the demon clan laughed.

"Despicable villain, do you dare to sign up for fame!" Bai Wenshou shouted gritted his teeth.

"What? Do you think you can take revenge on me after knowing my name?" The man from the demon clan laughed, "That's what you have to do. But I am very compassionate. Since you have sincerely asked for advice, I will tell you, listen, I am deer grass!"

"Puchi--" Even in this situation, six of Luo Zhuo and the other seven laughed out loud, and the only Xi Ying who did not make a sound was also red.

Lu Decao, this name is a bit weird. Even if you are a deer spirit, you don’t have to think about having grass all day long, right?

Lu Decao was a little angry when they laughed, and shouted: "If you don't give you some trouble, you don't know that Prince Ma has three eyes!"

He pinched a magic trick with his hands and sang a word. The light curtain that trapped Luo Zhuo and others suddenly turned into a fiery red color. In the light curtain, the temperature began to rise. After a few breaths, flames emerged out of thin air, wrapping the few people.

"Put the tight hoop with me and let me help you. Otherwise, under my Samadhi True Fire, you will be turned into ashes within three days!" Lu Decao shouted.

"Your flame is also called Samadhi True Fire? I am a little scholar, don't lie to me." Luo Zhuo's voice came from the flame. If it were other powers, Luo Zhuo might be afraid, but he was not afraid of the flame. I remember when Zhu Bajie specially trained him, he was at the crater. Later, in Kaiyuan Mansion, he used the fire of the golden crow to train his body. If it was a Samadhi True Fire, he might be afraid, but the Samadhi True Fire in the mouth of Lu Decao was not Samadhi True Fire at all!

It cannot be said that it is not the true fire of Samadhi, but it is just diluted countless times. There may be a true true fire of Samadhi in a thousand parts, and the rest are just ordinary immortal true fires. Such mixed flames cannot hurt Luo Zhuo at all.

In fact, we can't blame Lu Decao. Samadhi True Fire. Today, it is estimated that only two people have it. One is Taishang Laojun and the other is Red Boy who is born with a fire body. Others occasionally get some Samadhi True Fire and are also rootless water, so they can only be gradually consumed. It is not easy for Lu Decao to mix some Samadhi True Fire in the formation.

If you don’t believe it, you can look at Bai Wenshou and others. They are not as relaxed as Luo Zhuo. They are not like Luo Zhuo. They were once tidied up by the fire of the golden crow. Even a trace of Samadhi True Fire would be very difficult to resist. You should know that Samadhi True Fire is very powerful. When Sun Wukong met Red Boy, he suffered a great loss under the Samadhi True Fire, let alone a few of them.

However, when Luo Zhuo mocked the deer and the grass, Bai Wenshou and others gritted their teeth without making any sound.

"Just ignite the fire, it's almost the same as tickling grandpa. Lu Decao, you have just such a little ability, why don't you go home and eat grass!" Luo Zhuo continued to mock him. If the flames were allowed to burn, it wouldn't matter. Bai Wenshou and others would be in trouble. They might really die in less than three days. He had to stimulate Lu Decao to put away the flames.

Sure enough, Luo Zhuo's words made Lu Decao scream in anger, "Don't be too arrogant, I tell you, the formation of my Shaoze Peak is not just the fire of Samadhi. I will let you taste it now, the power of Water Ze!"

Lu Decao pinched the magic trick again, and the flames in the formation suddenly contracted. In an instant, a large stream of water surged out of the void and hit the seven people directly. The water was not ordinary water, but heavy water. One drop was as heavy as ten thousand pounds. It was suddenly smashed down, and the seven people were staggered. Du Ziteng, whose injuries had not yet healed, even groaned, and blood appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Luo Zhuo frowned slightly, which means he did not bring the Dinghai Shenzhu, otherwise what about the power of the water? The Dinghai Shenzhu is the power to overcome water, but even if there is no Dinghai Shenzhu, he is not afraid. Although the power of the Dinghai Shenzhu is fierce, he does not need to resist.

Luo Zhuo hugged his hands, and a black vortex appeared between his hands, as if connecting another world, and the heavy water was introduced into the black vortex and disappeared.

Chongshui is a good thing. Luo Zhuo's primitive world is short of the ocean. Lu Decao is a good person.

This scene made Lu Decao obviously stunned. What's going on? He is not afraid of fire, but he is not afraid of water? Did you send God to do the right thing to me?
Chapter completed!