"no!"

He Pingan shook his head firmly again.

"You fart!"

The sorcerer jumped up and down, pointed at He Ping'an and cursed: "It has an effect on the ancestor of the devil, why it has no effect on this seat!"

"Look, you insist on asking, but if you don't believe me, why do you ask?"

He Pingan shook his head with a wry smile, and spread his hands helplessly again, but a smile flashed in his eyes.

This is exactly the effect he wants to achieve. If he directly admits it, the witch god may be dubious.

Instead, it was his own denial that made the witch god believe it.

This is the inferiority of human beings.

No matter whether it is the Wu Clan or the Human Clan, they cannot avoid it.

Seeing He Pingan's performance, the witch god's heart was even more moved. No matter what secrets He Pingan had, he must not be allowed to fall into the hands of the blood demon Taoist master.

Maybe today is the chance for me to regain the glory of the witch clan and advance to the rank of ancestral witch.

At this moment, the blood demon Taoist master had rolled up the bloody light and came to He Pingan's side.

"Friend Wushen Daoist, don't trust this kid, what he said is all lies!"

The blood demon master turned his palm into a claw, and countless blood shadows turned into a huge blood claw, and grabbed He Pingan.

"Wait!"

The Sorcerer God let out a soft drink, and raised his staff in his hand, a light blue fist appeared, colliding with the blood claw instantly.

"Boom!"

When the two collided, there was a huge roar, and then the overwhelming air wave spread in all directions in an instant, tearing everything around.

However, when the light dissipated, the blood demon Taoist master and the witch god suddenly discovered that He Pingan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground just now, had disappeared at this time.

"there!"

As soon as the witch god's staff was lifted, the whole person turned into a mist and disappeared in the southeast direction.

Blood was shining in the eyes of the blood demon daoist, and he saw that He Pingan had just raised his hand and pulled out a ray of blood from Chongyang Zhenxian and Liu Sheng.

"hateful!"

The blood demon Taoist stomped his feet fiercely, the blood shadow dispersed, and he was already chasing He Pingan.

Seeing the two approaching, He Pingan showed a slight smile in the corner of his eyes, raised one hand, and a golden talisman appeared in his hand.

He made the formula with one hand, and the golden talisman burst out with thousands of golden lights in an instant, directly turning into a golden portal and appearing in front of everyone.

"go!"

He Pingan clapped both hands, and patted Chongyang Zhenxian and Liu Sheng who were still in a daze into the golden portal.

"seal up!"

Just when he was about to step into the golden portal with one foot, the witch god had already rushed here first, and when he lifted the staff in his hand, an invisible and strange force had fallen.

The golden portal suddenly trembled, and the space inside became extremely distorted.

"You go first!"

He Pingan raised one hand, threw the Yazi Immortal Sword into the golden portal, and then slapped the witch god with a light palm.

The witch god didn't dare to be careless, and quickly turned his staff, forming a light blue water wall in front of him.

"Snapped!"

He Pingan slapped on the water wall, although his voice was loud, he seemed a little weak.

"puff!"

Immediately afterwards, a mouthful of old blood was sprayed on the water wall.

Obviously it is the end of the battle.

But at this time, the golden portal was quickly closed without the obstruction of the witch god.

"Martial Saint, Senior Martial Saint"

In the portal, Immortal Chongyang and Liu Sheng had tears in their eyes, watching He Pingan who kept spurting blood, feeling extremely annoyed in their hearts.

After this farewell, I am afraid that the Martial Sage Riding Dragon will really fall.

As for the cause of the fall, it can be said that the two of them are the main cause.

"Chongyang, if it wasn't for you, chasing after that black-robed woman in pursuit of beauty, wouldn't the blood demon Taoist master take advantage of it and secretly put a restriction on us."

While Liu Sheng was grieving, he began to criticize the Chongyang Immortal beside him.

"It's a bad way of poverty, which harmed Senior Martial Saint. Woohoo"

True Immortal Chongyang was accused by Liu Sheng, uncharacteristically, he didn't speak up to refute, but cried with his head in his arms.

Liu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, and then he blamed himself: "It's not entirely your fault, the old man is also obsessed with sex, if he had caught up with you and persuaded you, he wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable situation!"

The two blamed each other, and they no longer had the joy of escaping from birth.

They didn't know how they would explain to the world after losing the Dragon Riding Martial Saint and returning to Daxuan.

And Emperor Longqing and others, if they also fell here, how should they explain.

At this moment, the golden portal was completely closed, and as the golden light disappeared, they appeared in a strange place in a blink of an eye.

But they soon discovered that this place was already very close to Daxuan, and the teleportation talisman of Martial Saint Riding Dragon sent them thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, Pindao is sorry for Wu Sheng, I am sorry for Daxuan, I am sorry for the human race, I can only apologize with death!"

True Immortal Chongyang felt ashamed at this moment, after thinking about it, he didn't have the face to go back to Daxuan, he might as well die here, it's over.

"Ox-nosed, the old man is with you!"

At this time, Liu Sheng was also completely disillusioned, he returned to the Daxuan club and died on the spot, and apologized for his death here, maybe people in the world thought they died in battle in southern Xinjiang, and they could win a good name after death.

Thinking of this, the two looked at each other and nodded heavily to each other at the same time, then raised their palms, concentrating their whole body's magic power on the palms, and prepared to slap their own Tianling Gai.

"Zheng!"

At this moment, a sword cry suddenly sounded from the nearby grassland, and the two followed the sound, only to find that it was the Jaizu Immortal Sword that He Pingan had thrown into the golden portal.

At the same time, an extremely ghostly figure floated over from a distance with a gust of wind.

"Let this general find it easy for a while, so you are here!"

The dark wind dissipated, revealing a figure, it was Wei Jinghuan.

"General Wei, why are you here?"

Seeing Wei Jinghuan, Immortal Chongyang and Liu Sheng showed surprise on their faces at the same time.

According to their estimates, Wei Jinghuan should stay in southern Xinjiang and assist Zhang San.

How could it appear here.

"Senior Martial Saint had sent a message to this general before, asking him to wait here, saying that someone would come here when he heard the sound of the sword. I didn't expect it to be the two of you."

Seeing Immortal Chongyang and Liu Sheng, Wei Jinghuan was also surprised.

"Senior Martial Saint has already made arrangements. Could it be that senior also expected him to be injured?"

Immortal Chongyang and Liu Sheng immediately fell into deep thought when they heard the words.

Could it be that the Martial Sage Riding a Dragon is really predicting everything like a god, and has already arranged everything?
"Hong Miao, you idiot!"

"Let those two juniors escape in front of you and me, and if you tell me later, where will I put my face?"

A shadow of blood flashed by, and the Blood Demon Taoist appeared next to the witch god with an angry face, and accused him.

"What does your face have to do with me?"

Seeing that He Ping'an was powerless to resist, the witch god waved out a light blue water prison, trapping He Ping'an in it, and then looked at the blood demon Taoist expressionlessly.

"you"

The Blood Demon Daoist became angry for a moment, and was so angry by the witch that he was speechless.

After a long while, he finally suppressed the anger in his chest, forced a smile on his bloody face, and said, "Since those two juniors have already escaped, it won't help to talk about it now, you'd better hand over that Dragon Riding Martial Saint first." Give it to me, and you can take the rest of the treasures."

Unexpectedly, when these words came out, the witch god didn't say a word, just sneered again and again.

"What do you mean you don't speak?"

The Blood Demon Daoist's patience was almost exhausted, and he asked coldly.

"The meaning of this seat is very clear. Since the Martial Saint Riding Dragon has already fallen into this seat, why do you have to do it again?"

"Why don't you let me take a look at what secrets are hidden in this person!"

As soon as Wu Shen's voice fell, He Pingan, who was trapped in the water prison, suddenly floated up and flew towards Wu Shen.

"Don't even think about it!"

The Blood Demon Daoist who had been holding back all this time finally couldn't bear it anymore, and broke out completely at this moment. He planned for thousands of years, just for this moment today, how could he let the witch god ruin his plan?

Following his eruption, within a radius of ten thousand miles, blood clouds gathered, and blood shadows were like tides, forming an incomparably huge blood-colored figure in this space.

Immediately afterwards, he punched hard, hitting the witch god beside him.

"Heh, I knew you asked me to cooperate, and I didn't have any good intentions!"

The witch god sneered, under his own restraint, he was not afraid at all, as soon as he lifted the staff in his hand, nine huge water dragons shot up into the sky and rushed towards the blood-colored giant transformed by the blood demon master.

The battle between two demon god level powerhouses is about to break out!

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