"Okay, Bendi sells you this face! But with your current situation, I'm afraid you can't stop your father with a finger. When the time comes, you will be killed, and Bendi will not come to save you. Ergou snorted coldly, and harnessed the red cockroach towards She Lanye's attack.

The red cockroach is naturally in a state of crushing against She Lanye.

She Lanye was already injured, and under the attack of the red mantle, she could only keep fleeing.

"Don't come and save me yet!" She Lanye hurriedly shouted at those half-step Purple Mansion martial artists.

The four of them and Hou Huan chased and killed the half-step Zifu of the second dog, and immediately rushed to help She Lanye get out of trouble, and Hou Huan also followed.

Chen Ziling urged the body technique of the Dust Martial Sect, stimulated the speed to the extreme, and stopped in front of Hou Huan first.

Seeing the appearance of Chen Ziling, Hou Huan's state has obviously changed.

"Father, it's me, I'm Ziling, I'm your son, I'm your son Chen Wufu!" Chen Ziling used the Yuan Shen in front of Hou Huan to constantly pass these words to Hou Huan's soul sea.

In the sea of souls, Chen Wufu's self-will was not completely annihilated, but was only suppressed by a consciousness called 'Hou Huan'.

Only by awakening his father's consciousness can he make his father a little more sober.

"Roar!"

Hou Huan's body trembled, let out a beastly roar, and with a fist, he smashed towards Chen Ziling.

Chen Ziling quickly urged his body to dodge the attack.

"Boom-" Hou Huan's fist missed, smashing on the ground, causing earth and rocks to splash and raise a puff of dust.

Obviously, Hou Huan's strength and speed have greatly decreased, and Chen Ziling has indeed affected him, and the impact is very great.

Chen Ziling still kept transmitting through the Yuan Shen, hoping to awaken his father's consciousness.

He knew that the chances were very slim, and even his mother failed to wake up his father at the beginning.

But he had to try.

Chen Ziling was by Hou Huan's side, constantly changing positions, and Hou Huan also swung dozens of punches in a row, but failed to hit Chen Ziling with a single punch.

At this moment, Hou Huan, in terms of speed, is obviously inferior to some Martial Kings of the Twelvefold Martial Realm.

Now, he can't use Yezhaoling to control Hou Huan, because the basic function of Yezhaoling is to suppress the original consciousness of this body, so that the killing consciousness can completely control this body, so that the holder of Yezhaoling can control the Gu corpse.

If he uses the night bell, it will greatly suppress the 'father's consciousness'.

At that time, even if he can control Hou Huan, it will only be temporary, because She Lanye or Shang Yu also have a night bell in their hands.

For the control of the Gu corpse, Chen Ziling is definitely not as good as the two of them.

He can only use the Yuan Shen to awaken his father's consciousness, and this path can be taken.

Outside the iron prison, Chen Ziling restrained Hou Huan.

And Fu Luo, Lan Siyuan, Jiang Li, Ergou and Red Cockroach all have an advantage.

"Damn, this kid has something to do with the demon method, how did Hou Huan become so weak?" She Lanye was very strange when she saw Hou Huan and Chen Ziling fighting.

Hou Huan's strength at the moment is not one-tenth of usual.

At this rate, they are likely to lose.

She Lanye controlled a battle corpse with the strength of the Quasi-Purple Mansion, and with the four half-step Purple Mansions, he barely dragged the red cockroach and would not be defeated for the time being.

But Wen Yuan and Withered Tenon, but they were beaten and retreated, and I am afraid that they will not last long.

Suddenly, everyone present felt a faint bloody aura, wafting from a distance, and gradually diffused throughout the entire Iron Prison.

"No, is it already here?" Fu Luo's face changed.

......

Soon, a blood-colored statue appeared in mid-air.

Eight half-step powerhouses of the Purple Mansion Realm carried the big slug and stepped in the direction of the Iron Prison.

And in front of the big sword, there are two old men in red robes who open the way, and these two old men in blood robes are both in the realm of the upper people!

"Hahaha, Fu Luo, it seems that you are going to die today!" Shang Yu laughed.

This bloody big bowl is the blood jade big bowl of the son of Blood Qian.

"Hmph, the old man just didn't fight hard enough today, and a few more are just right for your appetite!" Fu Luo said coldly.

Although they said so, Fu Luo knew that the trouble they were facing now was indeed very big.

Three Purple Mansion Venerables, eight half-step Purple Mansions.

The power of the evil way has almost been multiplied.

"What a big breath, it turns out that the people in this barbarian land are so ignorant of the height of the sky!" In the midst of the blood Yu, there was a burst of disdainful laughter, and the breath was strong.

In front of the iron prison, the blood Yu gradually slowed down, and in the middle of the coffin, a man with naked evil eyes on his upper body was half-lying, and he was holding two naked beauties in his arms, looking very evil, and the curve of his muscles was very perfect, which could be called Fengshen handsome.

He is the prince of the Mansion of the Dark Star South Mansion, Blood Qian.

Xueqian put down the gentleness and softness in his hand, stood up, a visible fluctuation of qi and blood gushed out of his body, and he casually put on a blood blister, and walked out of the big box.

Long red hair flutters in the air, wild and evil.

Xueqian is also in his thirties now, but he looks like he is only in his twenties.

"A little fight, my son still thinks that there are some big fish. It seems that after the destruction of the Dark Star North Mansion, the Northern Regions are not as good as before. His gaze casually swept over the battlefield to the side, and Xueqian smiled disdainfully.

At that time, the Dark Star North Mansion was known as the head of the four mansions, and even their Dark Star South Mansion had to be crushed, and the confrontation in the northern region of the Lanwu Land was also the most intense at that time.

But now, it's not as good as it used to be.

Indeed, in the war a hundred years ago, there were too many people who fell.

Just when Xueqian was about to clear the field, an accident occurred, Jiang Li's sword blade suddenly became sharp, and Xuanyin cut off the withered head with a sword.

And tore his flesh apart, completely cutting off the breath of life.

A Venerable Master of the Purple Mansion fell like this.

Even for a big force like Corpse Mountain, the number of people in the Purple Mansion would not exceed double digits, and the death of one would be a very huge loss.

Although the withered tenon was suppressed by Jiang Li at the beginning, he was suddenly killed, which still shocked everyone.

It is indeed difficult to suppress a Purple Mansion Master, but to completely kill a Purple Mansion Master is several times, or even ten times more difficult, than to suppress a Purple Mansion Master. Since the evil way invaded the Shangwu Kingdom until now, the Corpse Mountain has not fallen a single Purple Mansion Master.

This is the first one.

"The people of the evil temple, nothing but that. ”

Jiang Li held the blood-stained Xuanyin Sword in his hand, and his face was cold and cold, like a female killing god.

Xueqian's gaze was also attracted to Jiang Li's body.

"What a beautiful woman, I didn't expect that there are such beautiful billets in this wasteland, it seems that I am going to make this trip worthwhile. A lewd look flashed in Xueqian's eyes.