"When were they controlled by you?"
He Pingan lowered his head, his long hair scattered on both sides, and asked in a low voice.
The Blood Demon glanced at He Pingan, unable to see the expression on his face clearly, and asked in surprise: "How do you know that they are controlled by me?"
"Haha, poor Taoists ask themselves how much they know about people. If not, it would be impossible to help them advance to transcendence."
He Ping'an chuckled lightly, seemingly not caring about the blood that continued to spurt out of the wound.
He practiced the Divine Refining Art, and it was impossible to hide his thoughts in front of him at the same level.
The panicked expressions of Chongyang True Immortal and Liu Sheng just now were consistent with the fluctuations in their souls, indicating that they were not pretending, but really knew nothing about the changes in front of them.
He suddenly thought that just after the two men took action, he seemed to feel unusual fluctuations in the blood in their bodies. Could this be the law of blood...
"The blood demon Tao's friendly methods can actually control the blood in the human body. Pindao admires it."
He Ping'an, who had been keeping his head down, looked up at the blood demon next to him, revealing a pale face without a trace of blood.
"Hahaha, you are worthy of being a Dragon Riding Martial Saint. I can't dodge your fiery eyes with my methods."
The Blood Demon Taoist laughed loudly, and then changed the topic: "It's a pity that you knew it was too late, and it is of no use anymore."
The implication is that He Pingan was seriously injured at this time and was already a turtle in the urn with no way to escape.
"Fellow Blood Demon, what nonsense are you talking to him? Take him down quickly. I will give you his body and the treasures will be mine!"
The figure of the Witch God was erratic in the mist, and he urged.
"Haha, in that case, why not invite fellow Taoist Witch God first?"
The Blood Demon Dao Master was uncharacteristically asking the Witch God to take action first.
He Pingan sneered and said nothing.
The two of them seemed to be giving in, but in fact they were afraid that they would retaliate before death, so they would use each other as a backstop.
After all, both of them were frightened by the power they just exploded.
However, he did capture some sensitive information from the words of the two people.
"Okay, then I will take action first, just in time to avenge my disciple!"
The two of them tried to evade, but it was the Witch God who couldn't bear it anymore. He Ping'an killed the Witch Immortal Zhu Qing in front of him and took away the black wooden staff that was transformed from Tongtian Jianmu.
Instead, he was worried that after the Blood Demon Taoist captured He Ping'an, he would take away all the treasures. It was hard to say whether they would be handed over to him by then.
'I am in this restriction, so I shouldn't be afraid of him biting me back. '
The Witch God secretly composed himself, raised the wooden stick in his hand, and was about to launch an attack.
At the same time, his body looks like a lake. If there is an accident, he can turn into water aura that fills the sky at any time and escape from here.
At this moment, He Ping'an suddenly turned his eyes, looked at the Witch God, and asked seductively: "Friend Wu God, you don't want to know what secrets Pindao has, so that fellow Blood Demon Taoist can give up any treasure, as long as Is this a physical body?"
"secret?"
The Witch God's eyes narrowed, and the movements in his hands slowed down by three points.
It would be a lie to say that he was not curious about He Pingan's secret.
He has long been curious about the dragon-riding martial saint transformed by He Ping'an. This person has a mysterious identity and possesses countless magic weapons. His origins are extremely strange.
Especially when the Blood Demon found him and discussed how to deal with He Ping'an together, and when he mentioned how to divide the magic weapon after it was completed, he thought it would take a lot of effort, but he never expected that the Blood Demon Dao Master actually promised to divide He Ping'an. Give all the treasures on your body to yourself.
The Blood Demon Taoist Master only wanted He Ping'an's body.
At that time, he suspected that He Pingan had a secret that made the Blood Demon Taoist salivate. However, he did not have any evidence. On the contrary, the black staff that reached the sky and built the wood was definitely on He Pingan.
After thinking about He Pingan's treasures, he finally suppressed his curiosity about He Pingan's body.
Now that He Ping'an's old story was brought up again, it once again aroused the endless curiosity in his heart.
What secret could make the Blood Demon Taoist give up so many treasures?
Not to mention too much, the Demonic Blood Divine Sword, Yazhu Immortal Sword, Fantian Seal and other items are all top-notch treasures in this world.
Not to mention there are treasures such as the Tongtian Jianmu Black Staff, the Human Book, etc. Even people like the Demon Emperor can't help the greed in their hearts.
Not to mention the witch god.
"Friend Wu Shen, take action quickly, be careful of fraud!"
Seeing that the Witch God seemed a little tempted, the Blood Demon Taoist hurriedly urged him. At the same time, his body turned into a streak of blood, and he wanted to take action first.
"Fellow Blood Demon, wait a minute. Anyway, he is already a turtle in the urn at this time. Let him speak out. I also want to hear it."
The Witch God raised his hand and formed a thick wall of water, blocking the way of the Blood Demon Dao Master, making it impossible for him to get close to He Ping'an for a while.
The Blood Demon Taoist Master was stopped by the wall of water and couldn't help but became furious: "Witch God, don't fall for this kid's trick!"
"At that time, both people and money will be empty!"
As he spoke, he shaped like a lake, drew an arc in mid-air, bypassed the water wall, gathered countless blood lights in his palms, and slapped He Ping'an fiercely.
"I have my own idea!"
The Witch God waved the staff in his hand, and six water walls condensed up, down, front, left, and right again, forming a transparent water prison, directly trapping the Blood Demon Dao Master in it.
The Blood Demon Dao Master rushed into the water wall with blood, rushing left and right, but was still unable to break out.
After all, there are restrictions placed here by the Witch God in advance. Here, his combat power has increased by more than 30%.
Come and try it quickly. 】
Moreover, the Blood Demon did not want to break up with the Witch God at this time, so he did not attack with all his strength.
"Dragon Riding Martial Saint, I really want to hear what secrets are hidden in your body."
"Speak out, I can't say anything, and I will spare your life."
Seeing that the Blood Demon Dao Master could not interfere with him for the time being, the Witch God finally relaxed and asked slowly.
Of course, he only said that he would spare his life, but he did not say that the Blood Demon Dao Master would spare his life.
If the Blood Demon Taoist Lord kills him, then the Witch God will naturally be happy to see it happen.
"In fact, this matter is not difficult to guess."
He Ping'an pretended to be mysterious and said: "The blood demon wants to get Pindao's body because Pindao's body contains the secret of breaking through the Demon Ancestor."
"Friend Wushen, tell me, is this more attractive than those treasures?"
"Breakthrough Demon Ancestor?"
Hearing this, the Witch God's expression suddenly changed. You must know that the Demon Ancestor is a top figure in legend who can be on equal footing with the Demon Emperor.
It is a pity that there was a great catastrophe that year. The Demon Patriarch, Taoist Patriarch, Buddha Lord and others seemed to have been severely damaged and disappeared from the world.
Even the ancestral witch of their witch clan disappeared in that catastrophe and was never heard from again.
Only the Demon Emperor and his clone are left walking in the world.
If He Pingan can break through the Demon Ancestor, it will indeed be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the Blood Demon Dao Master.
"Is this true?"
The Witch God asked doubtfully.
"Fake!"
He Pingan said categorically.
"If you fart, if it's a lie, why is the Blood Demon chasing you so closely?"
The Witch God glanced at the Blood Demon Dao Master who had broken through the water prison and was close to going berserk, and asked in reply.
He Pingan glanced at the Witch God helplessly. The meaning in his eyes was very clear. Since you have already confirmed it in your heart, why are you still asking me?
"Does it have any effect on our witch clan?"
The Witch God paused for a moment and asked with a slightly heavy breath.
