The Demon Lord's eyes were struggling, and even his face was deformed, but his consciousness could not be controlled by him.

Is it really him?

Although Chen Ping had speculation in his heart, he really couldn't figure out why he wanted to kill him, so he asked.

"Why kill me?"

The Demon Lord covered his head with his hands, and he was in great pain, as if something had been imprinted in the depths of his mind.

"Because of your luck, if you kill you, you can seize your strong luck."

Because of luck, Chen Ping's eyebrows hopped slightly. Is his luck so important to an eighth prince who has the dragon energy of the Great Yan Dynasty?

Fortunately, this is in the map of mountains and rivers. If it were outside, Chen Ping would not be able to break through Yan Wushuang's Purple Mansion Sea of ​​Consciousness so easily. The fortune of the Great Yan Dynasty would protect him at any time.

"You ordered everyone!"

Chen Ping always felt that this matter was not that simple. The eighth prince wanted to kill him because of this, but how could he seize his luck?

"yes!"

The Demon Lord half knelt on the ground. He raised his head and looked at Chen Ping in pain. The struggle in his eyes made him sober for a moment.

"You deserve to die!"

When Chen Ping was about to use the power of his soul to directly crush the Demon Lord's purple mansion and turn him into a completely idiot waste, a low dragon roar came out in the Demon Lord's purple mansion.

Chen Ping's soul was shocked by this sound and retreated!

How could the eighth prince of the royal family, the youngest son of His Majesty the Emperor of the Dayan Dynasty be so easily killed?

The Demon Lord's mind was still like a needle, but he could already clearly know what had happened just now.

"You dare to control my sea of ​​consciousness!"

What a humiliation to control the sea of ​​consciousness. He is the eighth prince, with royal blood, and extremely noble.

Chen Ping dared to control his sea of ​​consciousness, which was the biggest insult to him. Wouldn't his secret be emptied by Liu Chen?

Fortunately, at the last moment, the royal family marks deep in his sea of ​​consciousness were reflected, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Chen Ping, I won't let you go!"

The Demon Lord knew very well that his sea of ​​consciousness was damaged. Now he is less than half of his heyday and is not Chen Ping's opponent, so he chose the most direct method to leave the map of mountains and rivers.

The Demon Lord rushed to the mountain and river monument, but Chen Ping could not stop it, nor could he stop it.

It’s okay to kill Yan Yun’s royal family, but it’s not easier to kill a prince like the Demon Lord than climbing to heaven.

The royal bloodline, besides the luck protection of the Dayan Dynasty, I don’t know how many magic weapons there are on him. Even the marks of the powerful royal family are not something that Chen Ping can fight against now.

Watching the Demon Lord disappear into the mountain and river stele, Chen Ping had an unprecedented breath in his eyes.

"He is the one who framed me, and he is the one who wants to kill me!"

Thinking about when I was abolished from my cultivation, no wonder no one spoke for me and no one saved me.

It turns out that the person behind this is the Eighth Prince Demon Lord.

But Chen Ping couldn't figure it out. Does the eighth prince need to hide if he wants to kill him?

"Is it him?" Even with the torture of souls, Chen Ping had to doubt it.

Because a strong man can completely modify a person's memory, what if someone deliberately leaves this information in his mind?

Chen Ping would rather believe that the person who wanted to kill him was the Eighth Prince.

The scene of the eighth prince escaping in a panic has caused too much surprise in the outside world.
Chapter completed!