Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

Fan Feiping was a little caught off guard by the arrival of everyone from the Ghost Sect.

But he is not unprepared.

After all, when the empress is in crisis, the ghost disciples will inevitably become angry and come to seek revenge.

So he directly used Heart Gu, preparing to control some elder-level masters first.

However, this is in the hands of ghosts.

When someone is controlled, they will be stabbed by their companions, and they will wake up instantly, and they will not forget to cast a grateful look at the other party, and then after simple luck stops the wound from bleeding, they will stab other companions, and so on.

Seeing this scene, Fan Feiping was stupefied and spat hard:
"A bunch of lunatics!"

"The disciples of the Poison Demon Sect listen to the order and follow me to destroy the ghost gate!"

"When we go back, everyone will be rewarded with a lot of money, and we can take the pills and mental methods as we please!"

Compared with the ghost gate's method of boosting morale, the uneducated Fan Feiping seemed very lucrative.

But it's not without effect.

If the Poison Demon Sect is defeated, not to mention Fan Feiping, these disciples will definitely not have good results.

The Empress was forced into a forbidden area.

All of them are murderers.

The gate of ghosts will inevitably be purged.

Therefore, they cannot lose either.

Both sides held the idea of ​​winning, and began to fight endlessly.

For a moment, blood splattered, demonic energy was overwhelming, and the sun and the moon were dimmed.

There were swords and swords, some people's heads rolled down, and some arms and legs flew around.

From time to time, huge monsters were summoned, and if they stepped on them casually, countless people died.

Occasionally, the right path flashed out, and was attacked by crowds.

It may be that someone was practicing in the righteous way before, but later escaped into the magic way. Under the chaos, he couldn't help but rely on instinct to use a trick.

However, in the end, they were killed by both sides at the same time.

They all thought that some orthodox monks had sneaked in to reap the benefits of being a fisherman.

In the chaotic battle, not only men cast spells and wield swords, but also swaying women holding magic weapons, also kept outputting in the chaotic battle.

This battle, which was bound to be recorded in the annals of history, lasted from noon to dark.

Blood flowed for thousands of miles, and the entire canyon entrance was stained red.

The blood flowed down the mountain road, and when it went deep underground, it also poured into the river.

It really is a million corpses, blood flowing.

However, the fighting still hasn't stopped.

When someone dies, someone will rise up again.

Until night fell, both sides stood exhausted, even Fan Feiping was leaning against a big tree panting heavily, and the Heart Gu that was originally held in his hands was also in his arms, dim.

If Heart Gu wants to control a monk on a large scale, it will inevitably consume his mind.

Moreover, these lunatics from the ghost gate will be stabbed by their companions as soon as they are controlled.

The control of heart voodoo doesn't have that much effect on the group.

He had no choice but to put it away and join the battle.

In the chaos, if Fan Feiping didn't pay attention, someone gave him his waist.

He was stabbed in the back by a handyman disciple from the Ghost Sect with a butcher's knife.

But the handyman disciple didn't survive, Fan Feiping twisted his head off with his backhand.

Seeing this, the lunatic from the ghost gate took advantage of his illness to kill him.

A head with disheveled hair, he did not hesitate to turn himself into a zombie, lose his ability to think, and gain a powerful body, but he also tried his best to kill Fan Feiping.

Just after he, the Poison Demon Sect Master, was stabbed in the waist by a handyman disciple, the elder who turned into a zombie jumped up from behind again.

Before long, a pair of claws stained with corpse poison, impartial, blasted through the other side of his waist from behind.

Fan Feiping was so angry that he was about to smash into the zombie.

However, his voodoo can control a person with a mind, so he can't control a person who has voluntarily become a sand mouth.

If it weren't for the escort of several elders, Fan Feiping would have capsized in the gutter.

After taking a short breath, he had to cut off the two waists on his lower back with his own hands.

If he is not cut, the corpse poison will spread, and he will also turn into a walking dead.

Although relying on heart Gu and devil energy at this moment, he barely recovered, but he felt uncomfortable.

He is a hundred years old, and he is indeed an old man.

But he was a man after all.

How important is the waist to a man?
But right now, he doesn't have much time to be sad.

Because after a short rest, the lunatics of the ghost gate regained their strength and started a desperate fight again.

It's like they're mentally ill.

Not afraid of death.

And their goals are very clear.

It is to stay here until the Empress comes out, and at the same time kill anyone who sees the Poison Demon Sect.

Nobody wants to leave.

The open space in front of the forbidden area was originally dark red, but now it was covered with coagulated blood, forming a river of blood.

Among them, even if the disciple of the ghost gate is exhausted, he still has to raise his hand and knock on the head of the opposite party with the weapon in his hand.

And the people of the Poison Demon Sect are really tired.

They don't want to fight anymore.

At least not now.

It's midnight, can you take a break?
You hell, are you on drugs?

Therefore, there is a strange situation in front of the forbidden area.

In the river of blood, some ghost disciples stood still, or leaned on their weapons to rest, but they never left.

On the other side, the Poison Demon Sect not far away lay down on the spot, some passed out, some were so tired that they fell asleep.

The head of the ghost gate who commanded everyone also understood the principle of fighting to support war at this moment, and ordered his confidantes to convey orders.

Sleep on the spot!

After half an hour, the battle will start again.

The ghost disciples are very obedient and don't care so much, they never even take out the bedding from the ring and sleep on the floor.

Some people even fell asleep directly in the blood river, and were sent down the mountain along the river...

The scene once formed a strange harmony.

Then, half an hour later, the two sides fought again.

It's just that the fight this time was much weaker than during the day.

After all, both sides are still tired.

After half an hour of rest, it is difficult to recover physical strength.

After beating for a while, everyone couldn't move anymore, and began to lie down on the ground to sleep again.

Under the dark night, the temporary fires built by both sides flickered, lighting up the entire mountain.

The atmosphere gradually became quiet.

In this strange atmosphere, in the distant sky, a figure descended nearby.

To be exact, one man and one wolf.

It was none other than Wei Canglan and his mount, Wei Xiaohua.

After one man and one wolf landed, they did not rush forward, but hid behind the jungle and observed secretly.

Seeing the river of blood with corpses floating thousands of miles away, Wei Canglan's extremely bright eyes in the pitch black were full of not being able to die, and he sighed excitedly in his heart:
"My Nima!"

"Amazing!"

"Is this the fight between the two sects?"

"fear."

"It's almost the same as when Yuyao Tower attacked."

"But at that time, all the dead were monsters."

"Now this place is full of dead, real people."

"I'm damn... um..."

Without paying attention, Wei Canglan couldn't help but feel his stomach churning when he saw the remains of corpses piled up beside the blood river.

Grass, wait a minute.

Where is my third child?
The third child will not die in this chaotic battle, will he?