Although the black-robed sorcerer is powerful, Huang Chenchen and Huang Mao have both entered the martial arts cultivation of the Great Perfection realm, although the realm has not yet been completed, but every attack is accompanied by the impact of "potential".

Panting heavily, the black robe on his body was also beaten to pieces, revealing the skull-like head, his eyes and lips were deep-set, and there were a few strands of gray hair scattered on his head, only a layer of skin was wrapped around his face, and only a little light in the eyes could indicate that this was a living person.

"I actually looked away, I didn't expect that there would be martial cultivators in the Great Perfection Realm in the human world, the remnants of the ancestors, you won't be proud for long!" said the Wu clan worship in a strange tone, like a dream.

"You old monster who doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, with my yellow hair here, you will be arrogant in that round!" After being possessed by Lu Bu, Huang Mao gained strength, which was quite a bit of a villain's ambition.

Two fists wrapped in purple electricity slammed heavily on the body of the Wu Clan, and the Wu Clan worshipped both hands, but was still bombarded into the corner by Yu Jin.

When the two of them were fighting with the black-robed sorcerer, they didn't notice that a trace of bright red blood slowly flowed down the ink needle that the witch clan had enshrined and shot into the girls' lower dantian just now, and gathered into a huge box, and the people in the box absorbed all the blood that flowed into it, and bursts of red light emanated from him.

Just when Huang Mao blasted the Wu clan into the air, the box instantly became red, and a surging energy poured out of the box crazily, breaking the box apart, and everything around the box was scattered by this energy, and Song Tie, who was lying on the ground, was also rushed straight backwards by this energy, and hit his head on the sharp corner of the cement floor, Song Tie, who had been surprised on the underworld in Gaoping City for more than ten years, died in the hands of his son in this way.

Just when the two of them were shocked, a figure emitting surging flames flew out of the box, and the warehouse was burned red by the flames, and the inky black smoke shrouded in the warehouse was also burned clean after touching this flame, and there seemed to be a big sun in the warehouse, and the heat wave was pressing.

"Song Qian?" After seeing the figure flying out of the box clearly, Huang Chenchen exclaimed in surprise.

"Do you know him?" said Huang Mao, pointing at Song Qian, who was roaring like a beast.

"He's my classmate. Huang Chenchen nodded slightly, frowned and looked at Song Qian in the air, and said no more.

Song Qian, who was floating in the air, after yelling and screaming, seemed to have used up all the energy of his body, the flames on his body slowly weakened, and his body slowly fell to the ground.

After his breath stabilized slightly, Song Qian looked up and looked around, and suddenly found that there was a familiar figure in front of him, and when he looked carefully, he found that it was his father Song Tie, Song Tie's surroundings had been stained red with blood, Song Qian staggered to Song Tie's side, but found that his father had no breath left.

Turning his head slightly, three figures appeared in Song Qian's eyes, the black-robed wizard looked a little embarrassed, and there were two people standing not far away, one of them was still a person he was familiar with, "Huang Chenchen, you killed my father? I want you to die!" Song Qian shouted loudly, it was obvious that in Song Qian's heart, Huang Chenchen and the yellow hair in front of him were his father-killing enemies.

Looking at Song Qian who was staggering towards him in front of him, Huang Chenchen was a little unbearable, could it be that he killed his father by himself, would he believe it, and gently let go of his body, Song Qian fell in front of Huang Chenchen and Huang Mao.

Just when Huang Chenchen was about to speak, a puff of black smoke enveloped Song Qian, and then quickly took Song Qian off the ground and flew towards the hole in the top of the warehouse, "This revenge will not be avenged, and I will not be a man!" Song Qian's vicious voice sounded outside the entrance of the cave.

After Song Qian left, the two found that the black-robed sorcerer had also disappeared in place.

Just when the two wanted to fly up the hole to chase, the door of the warehouse suddenly opened, and a group of Song Tie's subordinates rushed in, and after seeing Huang Chenchen and Huang Mao, they raised their guns and shot, Huang Chenchen was just about to move to protect, but found that a pale yellow shield suddenly appeared around his body, and the bullet hit the shield in front of him, and there was a burst of banging sounds.

After a bullet was fired, the group of gang members who rushed in found that the two of them were not damaged at all, and they couldn't help but show a look of disbelief in their eyes, throwing away the guns in their hands and rushing towards the outside of the warehouse, but Huang Chenchen was not ready to let this group of gangsters who had done all the bad things escape, put aside the doubts in their hearts, and rushed into the crowd to carry out a one-sided massacre.

Inserting the sword in his hand into the heart of the last gangster, watching those gangsters reveal their attachment to life before they died, Huang Chenchen at this time did not have a trace of pity, these people were like ants in his heart.

When Huang Chenchen walked to Huang Mao's side, Lu Bu had already shown his body, and glanced at Huang Chenchen, Lu Bu frowned, but he didn't say anything, and then looked at those women and said: "Yuan Yin is lost, although it will not die immediately, but the vitality is definitely injured, it seems that the sacrifice was not completely successful." ”

Huang Chenchen walked to Huang Mao's side, looked at the poor girls tied to the pillar, didn't know what to do, looked at the Huang Mao who was about to saliva next to him, and said a little speechlessly: "Huang Mao, what about these girls?"

Huang Maoba clicked his mouth, came back to his senses and said to Huang Chenchen: "What else can I do, call the police!"

An hour later, in the buzzing of the police lights, dozens of police cars surrounded the warehouse tightly, and under the full armament of the police, they found that in addition to those unconscious girls in the warehouse, there was only a group of gangsters who had been dead for a long time at the door of the warehouse.

In the eastern district of Gaoping City, in a building that is some years old, Huang Chenchen and Huang Mao are quickly eliminating the roast chicken brought back from the supermarket, Lu Bu stood next to the two and drooled, watching the two of them feast, while muttering there quietly.

There was no furniture in the room except for a bed, and all kinds of yellow magazines were thrown everywhere on the floor.

Finally finished destroying the roast chicken in his hand, Huang Mao patted his stomach and said to Lu Bu, who was still muttering on the side: "Brother Bu, don't worry, next time the little brother will definitely take you to the high-end Qinglou, and let those peerless bewitching lie in front of you to admire it?"

"Hmph, what do you think of me Lu Bu, how can one be enough, at least five!" Lu Bu stretched out a hand and said with stars in his eyes.

Looking at Huang Mao and Lu Bu in front of him, Huang Chenchen was very depressed, what kind of person is this, is that the unparalleled god of war in the Three Kingdoms so virtuous, the TV series is not shallow!

After the two of them finished tossing, Huang Chenchen asked Lu Bu with some concern: "General Lu, did you encounter Bai Qi when you came out of the war prison?"

Lu Bu shook his head and said, "No, I escaped from the spatial crack of the war prison! ”

"Spatial rift?" Huang Chenchen asked with some confusion.

"I'll tell you everything I know! After speaking, Lu Bu leaned against the wall, quietly recounting the information he knew about the war prison.

"The formation of the war prison has always been a mystery, and no one knows exactly how this place came to be. But the strange thing is that the war spirits in the war prison are basically martial arts cultivators, no matter how high or low the strength is, they are basically those fierce soldiers and brave generals who have the killing spirit to come down from the battlefield, and those who are slightly inferior are not qualified to enter the war prison.

In the strange space of the war prison, almost everyone will be affected by strange influences, the desire to kill is constantly amplified, except for a few people who can restrain this desire, most of the war spirits will sink into the continuous killing, with the continuous rebirth and battle, the strength will slowly increase, but the mind will gradually be eroded by the desire to kill, and finally become a war machine that only knows how to kill.

It's not that no one has ever thought about escaping from the war prison, in fact, there is a very conspicuous blood-colored gate in the center of the war prison, but the more the war prison goes to the center, the easier it is to lose my mind, I once opened the blood-colored door with a group of high-level war spirits, we thought that we could escape from the war prison after opening the door, but after opening the door, we found that there was a person standing outside the door......

But it is the head of the three generations of disciples of the Sect of Interpretation, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun Yang Jian, who guards the world after the catastrophe of the gods, but does not know where to go!"

When Lu Bu talked about Yang Jian, the breath on his body flowed, and there was an indescribable excitement: "But not many people really knew this legendary figure at that time, but even if he was just standing outside the door plainly, a compelling momentum was like a tsunami that people couldn't resist, Yang Jian opened his mouth and only said one sentence, before the time comes, go back."

Before we could react, a mountain of force came at us, and without surprise, everyone was knocked back into the door, and the blood-colored gate was closed again, with an extra divine eye in the middle!

After that, all those battle spirits who still had sanity still wanted to escape from the war prison, but they never planned to escape from the blood gate, Yang Jian was like an unfathomable sea, even if the strength of our war spirits had improved, but still no one could estimate how powerful Yang Jian's blow that day was, just that easy control and that overwhelming momentum, it was beyond people's reach, and they couldn't give birth to the determination to fight against it.

All of us were looking for an opportunity in despair, and not long ago, an unexpected thing happened, the Divine Eye displayed on the blood-colored door closed its eyes, and then the originally sealed space of the war prison would occasionally scratch a spatial crack, and I forcibly tore open that spatial crack and escaped from the war prison. ”

"Yang Jian, Erlang God Yang Jian, is there really this legendary figure in this world?" Huang Chenchen muttered.

The last time I heard Bai Qi talk about Yang Jian, Huang Chenchen didn't pay attention, and now I heard Lu Bu talk about this legendary character, but Huang Chenchen had an indescribable feeling in his heart, could it be that those characters in the legend of the flood wilderness all exist, and Hu Qingyun's words are true? Compared with the world that Huang Chenchen was in a few months ago, the world that Huang Chenchen was in contact with now was too complicated, although Huang Chenchen knew a lot more things than before, but he didn't know more things, Huang Chenchen wanted to completely change his view of the current world, I am afraid it would take a while to adapt.

Lu Bu looked at Huang Chenchen, who was in a trance, and said, "I didn't believe it at first, but compared to the myth of the flood and his unfathomable strength, there is no one else but him. For Yang Jian's strength, there was an irrepressible depth and longing in Lu Bu's voice!

Huang Mao said indifferently: "What does Yang Jian care about him, Brother Bu, aren't you coming out now! In the future, we will eat the best meat, drink the best wine, and play with the best women, we will be afraid of everyone, and we will hide from ghosts!" Huang Mao's mind is quite small, and his mind has not changed at all......

"Yes, eat the best meat, drink the best wine, and play with the best women!" Lu Bu said this, his eyes flashed, and he grabbed Huang Mao's arm with both hands and said, "But Xiao Huang, when will you take me to those high-end Qinglou you mentioned?"

"This ...... This one...... When you get out of the wind, you go. ”

"Good...... Good...... It's ......" Lu Bu's eyes shone brightly.

Huang Chenchen looked at the tall man in front of him a little dumbfounded, is this person really a ghost and god peerless Lu Fengxian?

After learning the news about the war prison from Lu Bu's mouth, Huang Chenchen began to speculate whether Bai Qi left because of the change in the war prison, but the war prison was in a special space that no one knew, and Huang Chenchen couldn't go to find it, at this moment, Huang Chenchen began to make up his mind to really deal with things independently.

After telling Huang Mao and Lu Bu their addresses, Huang Chenchen said goodbye to the two of them and returned to the home where he had lived for more than ten years.

"Crunch!" The door was pushed open from the outside, Huang Chenchen turned his head and said in surprise: "Mom, why don't you rest in the hospital for a few more days and go home so soon?"

Ji Qing walked to Huang Chenchen's bedside, did it, grabbed Huang Chenchen's nose, and said angrily: "Good boy, you want your mother to stay in the hospital for a few more days, you are good to be wild outside, right?"

"I don't want you to rest for a few more days and go home when your body recovers, otherwise you don't have the energy to take care of your hotel, right?" Huang Chenchen shook his head and said flatteringly.

"Chenchen, your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter, your mother and I are not sick, just a little frightened, after living for so many days, I am about to fall apart, and I must be sick if I stay. Ji Qing said with a smile.

"Then in order to celebrate your discharge from the hospital, how about we go out and rub it now?" Seeing that my mother hadn't let go of her ears, Huang Chenchen continued to curry favor with me.

"I brought some vegetables home when I came back, and today I will let you enjoy your taste and cook a big meal for you!" Ji Qing said with a smile, but his hand still did not leave Huang Chenchen's earlobe.