"No!"
He Pingan shook his head decisively again.
"You fart!"
The witch jumped up and down in anger, pointed at He Ping'an and cursed: "It's effective against Demon Ancestor, how come it has no effect on me!"
"Look, you insist on asking. If you don't believe me after asking, why do you ask?"
He Ping'an shook his head with a wry smile, and spread his hands helplessly again, but a smile flashed in his eyes.
This was exactly the effect he wanted to achieve. If he admitted it directly, the Witch God might be half-convinced.
Instead, it was his own denial that made the Witch God believe it.
This is human nature.
No matter whether it is the Witch Clan or the Human Clan, they cannot avoid it.
Seeing He Pingan's performance, the Witch God 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.
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 Lord had rolled up the sky with blood and came to He Pingan's side.
"Friend Wu Shen, don't trust this guy gullibly, what he says is all lies!"
The Blood Demon Dao Master turned his palms into claws, and countless blood shadows turned into a huge bloody claw, grabbing at He Pingan.
"Wait!"
The Witch God gave a soft drink, raised the staff in his hand, and a light blue fist shadow appeared, colliding with the blood claw instantly.
"Boom!"
The two collided, making a huge roar, and then the overwhelming air waves instantly spread in all directions, tearing everything around them into pieces.
However, when the light dissipated, the Blood Demon Dao Master and the Witch God suddenly discovered that He Pingan, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground just now, had actually disappeared.
"over there!"
As soon as the Witch God's staff was raised, the whole person turned into a mist and disappeared in the southeast.
Blood Demon Dao Master's eyes were filled with blood, and he saw that He Ping'an had just raised his hand to pull out a ray of blood from the bodies of True Immortal Chongyang and Liu Sheng.
"hateful!"
The Blood Demon Taoist stamped his feet fiercely, and the blood shadow dispersed, and he was already chasing He Ping'an.
Seeing the two approaching, He Ping'an showed an undetectable smile in the corner of his eyes. He raised one hand and a golden talisman appeared in his hand.
He squeezed the secret with one hand, and the golden talisman instantly burst out with thousands of golden lights, directly turning into a golden portal and appearing in front of everyone.
"Walk!"
He Ping'an clapped his hands and captured the still dazed Chongyang True Immortal and Liu Sheng into the golden portal.
"seal up!"
Just when he was about to step into the golden portal, the Witch God had already arrived here first. He raised his staff and an invisible and strange force fell down.
The golden portal suddenly trembled, and the space inside became extremely distorted.
"You go first!"
He Ping'an raised one hand, threw the Yaizhen Sword into the golden portal, and then slapped the Witch God with a light palm.
The Witch God did not dare to be careless. He quickly turned his staff and formed a wall of light blue water in front of him.
"Snapped!"
He Ping'an slapped the water wall. Although the sound was loud, it seemed a little weak.
"puff!"
Immediately afterwards, a mouthful of old blood sprayed on the water wall.
It's obviously the end of the battle.
But at this time, the golden portal was no longer blocked by the Witch God and quickly closed.
"Martial Saint, Senior Martial Saint"
In the portal, Chongyang True Immortal and Liu Sheng had tears in their eyes. They looked at He Ping'an who was constantly spurting blood, and felt extremely annoyed in their hearts.
After this farewell, I am afraid that the Dragon Riding Martial Saint will really fall.
As for the reason for his death, it can be said that the two of them were the main cause.
"Chongyang, if it weren't for you, who was greedy for beauty and chased that black-robed woman, how would you have allowed the Blood Demon Taoist to take advantage of the situation and quietly put a ban on us?"
Liu Sheng was grieved and began to accuse the Chongyang Immortal beside him.
"It's the poor Taoist who has harmed Senior Martial Saint. Wuwu"
Chongyang True Immortal was accused by Liu Sheng. Uncharacteristically, he did not open his mouth to refute. Instead, he hugged his head and cried.
Liu Sheng was stunned at first, and then he blamed himself: "It's not entirely your fault, I'm also obsessed with sex. If I had tried to persuade you after I caught up with you, I wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable situation!"
The two blamed each other and no longer had the joy of escaping.
They don't know how they can explain to the world after they return to Daxuan after losing the Dragon Riding Martial Saint.
If Emperor Longqing and others also died here, what would they do?
At this moment, the golden portal was completely closed. As the golden light disappeared, in the blink of an eye, they had appeared in a strange place.
However, they soon discovered that this place was already very close to Daxuan, and the Dragon Riding Martial Saint's teleportation talisman actually sent them thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye.
"Alas, I have failed the Martial Saint, I have failed the Daxuan, and I have failed the human race. I can only apologize with death!"
The Chongyang True Immortal was heartbroken at this moment. After thinking about it, he had no face to return to Daxuan. It would be better to die here and be done with it.
"Niubi, I will accompany you!"
Liu Sheng was despairing at all thoughts at this time, so he returned to the Daxuan Club and died on the spot. He died here to apologize. Maybe the people in the world thought that they died in the southern border, and they could gain a good reputation after their death.
Thinking of this, the two of them looked at each other and nodded heavily to each other. Then they raised their palms, concentrated all their magic power on them, and prepared to slap their Tianling Caps.
"Zheng!"
At this moment, a sword sound suddenly sounded on the nearby grass. The two of them looked at the sound, only to find that it was the Yaizhen sword that He Ping'an had thrown into the golden portal.
At the same time, a ghostly figure floated over from a distance, carrying a gloomy wind.
"It will be easier to find this general. It turns out you are here!"
The dark wind dissipated, revealing a figure, none other than Wei Jinghuan.
"General Wei, why are you here?"
Seeing Wei Jinghuan, Chongyang Zhenxian and Liu Sheng showed surprise on their faces at the same time.
According to their estimates, Wei Jinghuan should stay in southern Xinjiang to assist Zhang San.
How could it appear here?
"Senior Martial Saint previously summoned me and asked me to wait here. He said that when he heard the sound of swords, someone would come here. Unexpectedly, it was you two."
Wei Jinghuan was also surprised when he saw Chongyang True Immortal and Liu Sheng.
"Senior Martial Saint actually made arrangements in advance. Could it be that senior had expected that he would be injured?"
Upon hearing this, Chongyang True Immortal and Liu Sheng fell into deep thought.
Could it be that the Dragon-riding Martial Saint is really a god who knows everything and has already arranged everything?
"Hong Miao, you idiot!"
"Let those two juniors escape in front of you and me. If we tell them later, where will my face be put?"
A flash of blood flashed, and the Blood Demon Taoist Master appeared beside the Witch God with an angry look on his face, and he began to accuse.
"What does your face have to do with me?"
Seeing that He Pingan was unable to resist, the Witch God waved his hand and created a light blue water prison, trapping He Pingan in it. Then he looked at the Blood Demon Taoist with an expressionless face.
"you"
The Blood Demon Dao Master was so angry that he was so angry that he could not speak.
After a long while, he finally suppressed the anger in his chest and forced a smile on his bloody face: "Since those two juniors have escaped, it is useless to talk about it at this time. You should hand over the 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 said nothing, only sneered again and again.
"What do you mean you don't speak?"
The Blood Demon Dao Master's patience was almost exhausted, and he asked coldly.
"My meaning is very clear. Since the Dragon Riding Martial Saint has fallen into my hands, why do you want to try again?"
"Why don't you let me come and see what secrets this person hides!"
As soon as the voice of the Witch God fell, He Pingan, who was trapped in the water prison, suddenly floated up and flew towards the Witch God.
"Don't even think about it!"
The Taoist Blood Demon who had been patient all this time finally couldn't bear it anymore and exploded completely at this moment. He had been planning for thousands of years just for this moment. How could he let the Witch God ruin his plan?
Following his explosion, blood clouds gathered within a radius of thousands of miles, and blood shadows formed like a tide, forming a huge bloody figure in this space.
Immediately afterwards, he punched the Witch God on the side with a fierce punch.
"Oh, I knew you had bad intentions when you asked me to cooperate!"
The Witch God sneered. He was not afraid at all under his own restrictions. He raised his staff and nine huge water dragons rose into the sky and crashed into the bloody giant transformed by the Blood Demon Taoist Master.
The battle between two demon-god-level powerhouses is about to break out!
