Xue Lang Was Strong, So Weaken Him, Weaken Him Some More!

"So that's why the Devil-Binding Rope likes to be gagged?"

Seeing this scene, Lu Changzhi suddenly realized what was happening.

Interrupt the Blood Devil Race's spellcasting using physical means.

Brush.

The Devil-Binding Rope moved extremely fast, and in half a breath, it not only gagged Xue Lang's mouth but also bound him tightly. As for the movements, they were still somewhat difficult as always.

At the same time, Buddhist light flew out from the rope, transforming into Sanskrit characters that appeared between the ropes like scriptures, binding Xue Lang tightly within them like a cage.

Xue Lang suddenly looked at Lu Changzhi, struggling as if he wanted to say something to Lu Changzhi.

Unfortunately, the ropes around him gave him no chance at all, and he couldn't even make a sound.

At this moment, everyone came to their senses and realized what had happened, and their faces immediately lit up with joy.

"Is this... coming to an end?"

"Such powerful methods! The demon that even the old emperor and the great emperor couldn't deal with has been bound so easily. If he can be restrained, killing him shouldn't be difficult."

"You really can't judge a book by its cover. I thought their methods were naive during the Lightning Tribulation, but now I realize I was wrong."

The atmosphere became noticeably more relaxed, and some people even wore smiles.

"This method of tying people up is quite unique. Perhaps I could learn it and use it on my wives later." Someone stared intently at Xue Lang, full of interest.

Zhou Mu let out a long breath, and his expression relaxed.

Things will work themselves out; right now, there should be hope for my father.

While everyone else relaxed, Lu Changzhi did not let his guard down.

Despite the restraints, Xue Lang's strength should not be underestimated. While things may appear calm on the surface, he is actually constantly probing.

The existence of this realm means that if even the slightest flaw is found, it is highly likely that one can use it to break free from its constraints.

Right now, it's difficult to negotiate terms with them.

At that moment, Lu Changzhi had only one thought.

Xue Lang Arena's current strength still needs to be reduced!

Looking up, the fourth bolt of tribulation lightning was already crashing down, its purple light even more intense than before.

At that moment, Lu Changzhi's mind stirred, and power surged forth. At the same time, he activated the Devil-Binding Rope, causing the Blood Devil's body to turn around in the void.

Although the Blood Devil Race differs somewhat from humans in physique, the current situation is not significantly different.

Simply put, head down, buttocks up.

We must use our large buttocks to withstand the tribulation lightning!

Xue Lang's eyes suddenly widened.

The next moment, the tribulation lightning struck down.

"Holy shit!"

One of the powerful figures from the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty couldn't help but swear, his thighs suddenly clenching tightly.

I dare not think about it, I absolutely dare not think about it.

Even something made of iron couldn't withstand being struck by lightning like that, right?

Boom!

A dazzling flash of lightning, followed by a deafening explosion.

After the lightning and its aftershocks dissipated, everyone hurriedly looked towards the spot where the Xue Lang had been.

When everyone present saw Xue Lang's current condition, they all gasped in shock.

That Lightning Tribulation just now was truly terrifying.

This injury is far more terrifying than the previous Lightning Tribulation. Although it is unknown whether the Blood Devil Race has it, those vital areas for humans have now been completely destroyed.

Xue Lang Arena is not weak, but the power of the tribulation lightning is not what it was at the beginning.

Furthermore, no matter how strong one is, one must be able to activate it in order to use it to resist the Lightning Tribulation.

And that last blow was entirely due to his own strength.

Restricted by the Buddha-Aspect Devil-Binding Rope, Xue Lang was unable to recover from his injuries quickly this time.

Judging from his expression, the impact of taking a lightning strike on his buttocks had clearly taken a toll on him, as he now appeared somewhat dazed and confused.

"Shall we talk?"

As the sound rang out, Lu Changzhi controlled the end of the Devil-Binding Rope and pulled back a little distance.

"You despicable human, you... um."

Xue Lang Howl's roar was abruptly interrupted by the rope, which then stuffed it full again.

At this moment, several Devil Envoy beside them uttered demonic words and urged their power forward.

However, before they could get close, the Imprison Heaven in a Jar blocked their path, preventing them from taking another step.

Lu Changzhi withdrew his gaze from Xue Lang and continued striking the wooden fish, channeling Buddhist power into the Devil-Binding Rope.

Xue Lang's attitude is still not quite right, let's continue.

As for whether things will develop according to his plan, he's not entirely sure right now.

But it doesn't matter, if it works, great; if not, just kill it.

With a thought, the Dao-Severing Sword appeared beside Lu Changzhi. Since reaching the Saint Realm, he had not tried to activate this sword, but now he had the opportunity to give it a try.

During the brief interval between the next bolt of Lightning Fall, everything seemed calm.

The standoff exists in the shadows; the Devil-Binding Rope serves to restrain them, but it cannot provide a permanent solution.

Fortunately, the fifth tribulation lightning strike did not occur too long later.

Boom!

It's still the butt that takes the brunt of the lightning strikes.

After this thunderclap, Xue Lang's aura weakened once again, and its resistance seemed to diminish considerably.

"Shall we talk?"

Lu Changzhi asked again.

"Human, you..." Xue Lang spoke angrily.

Then its throat bulged, and the rope end was stuffed back in.

It still needs to be cut!

Boom!

The sixth bolt of tribulation Lightning Fall.

Everyone around was utterly shocked.

No wonder the old emperor and the great emperor couldn't handle this demon. It wasn't that they were weak; it was simply that this demon was too strong.

Despite being restrained and suffering three consecutive lightning strikes, he was only severely injured and did not die.

This is simply unbelievable.

What they found even more incredible was the level of this figure, who had reached such a level that he could suppress this terrifying demon for so long!

"Shall we talk?"

Lu Changzhi asked again.

This time, Xue Lang's voice was urgent:

"Stop, you..."

Lu Changzhi shook his head slightly, and stuffed the large rope end even deeper.

As the saying goes, one's words are hypocritical.

Sometimes, the words "don't" and "stop" may not mean what they literally say.

Let's consider this situation for now.

Six bombers delivered one, then another thunderbolt.

This also avoids the possibility that Xue Lang might be hiding something, or that they might be feigning weakness to gain an opportunity.

In the blink of an eye, the seventh bolt of tribulation Lightning Fall.

The pure purple lightning struck without warning or resistance, leaving the heavily injured body to withstand it.

After this attack, Xue Lang's body was completely mangled and even looked horribly damaged.

As Devil King, Xue Lang is by no means weak.

But now, with the help of the Devil-Binding Rope, the power within his body is being suppressed to the extreme. Even in terms of his will, he cannot find the weakness of the person in front of him. He can only rely on his body to withstand the tribulation lightning.

And this tribulation lightning had a little something added to it.

Even body-refining cultivators who specialize in training their buttocks might not be able to get through it safely.

Brush.

This time, Lu Changzhi didn't say "let's talk" again. Instead, he raised his arm, and the Imprison Heaven in a Jar isolated everyone from exploration, leaving only two figures inside.

Then, Lu Changzhi's voice rang out:

"You're badly injured. Here, let me heal you. This lightning isn't over yet."

As he spoke, Lu Changzhi flipped his hand and took out an item.

Upon seeing this object, Xue Lang's demonic face suddenly changed drastically, and his blood-red pupils abruptly shrank to pinpoints.