"Hmph, the ignorant and fearless fellow…"
The hunched old man let out a cold snort!
"Get to work..."
Chen Ping ignored him and directly ordered the Blood Demon to take action.
The Blood Demon directly slapped the hunchbacked old man with a palm!
The hunchbacked old man let out a cold snort, and then began to chant something in his mouth. At the same time, ripples of energy started to appear on his hands.
The old man's singing speed was increasing, and that archaic and mysterious aura started to erupt!
Then a beam of light instantly struck the Blood Demon's head!
And the blood demon who had originally made the move suddenly stopped, and Chen Ping instantly felt it. The spiritual connection he had with the blood demon was suddenly severed by something!
Chen Ping's face changed drastically, looking at the hunchbacked old man in disbelief.
He couldn't figure out what method the old man used to sever the connection between him and the Blood Demon.
The hunched old man sneered at Chen Ping: “Just a puppet corpse. As long as you lose control of its consciousness, it’s just a dead body. Do you really think it can help you defeat our Martial Arts Alliance?”
The old man with a humped back narrowed his eyes, his obsidian-like eyes radiating a cold and sharp light, giving people an infinite sense of oppression.
Chen Ping frowned, his divine sense constantly bombarding, trying to regain control of the Blood Demon's body!
Every impact seemed to be blocked by something!
Chen Ping's cold sweat on his forehead began to trickle!
And suddenly, the Blood Demon moved. However, controlling the Blood Demon had become the hunched old man!
The old man's spirit, hunched over with age, roamed within the blood demon, controlling its actions!
"This corpse, comparable to that of a powerful being, I didn't expect you could actually refine it into a puppet. But your divine sense is simply too weak..."
The hunchbacked old man sneered, controlling the Blood Demon towards Chen Ping!
Chen Ping slightly closed his eyes, the golden divine consciousness power in his mind surged out, directly enveloping the blood demon!

He didn't believe it, his spiritual consciousness couldn't enter the Blood Demon's body!
As the Blood Demon approached Chen Ping, a golden light suddenly shot out from between its eyebrows. Immediately after, Chen Ping's divine sense instantly connected with that golden light!
Originally, this was when Chen Ping's essence blood left in the Blood Demon's body during the refining of the puppet corpse played a role.
Chen Ping's divine sense entered the Blood Demon's body and instantly began to vie for control with the hunchbacked old man!
The consciousnesses of the two beings began to clash within the Blood Demon's body.
The hunched old man had a sneer on his face. In his eyes, Chen Ping was nothing but an ant!
The clash of consciousness between the two grew increasingly fierce. If not for the Blood Demon's robust physical body, he would have been utterly shredded by now!
With the clash of two divine senses, the hunchbacked elder's face began to grow grave!
He didn't expect Chen Ping's mental power to be so powerful!
I saw Chen Ping's divine consciousness constantly pouring madly into the Blood Demon's body. These divine consciousnesses transformed into countless swords, continuously attacking the hunchbacked old man's divine consciousness.
The old hermit's divine sense was beginning to decline, and coupled with the essence of Chen Ping within the Blood Demon, Chen Ping was now facing a two-pronged attack!
Soon, the old man's divine sense was instantly shattered, and Blood Demon's control returned to Chen Ping's hands.
The old man with a humped back's face turned very ugly, looking at Chen Ping with disbelief.
And Chen Ping wasn't doing much better at the moment. The recent battle of consciousness had drained him significantly, leaving him feeling somewhat dazed and disoriented.
However, Chen Ping dared not rest. After gaining control of the Blood Demon, he immediately ordered it to take action.
The Blood Demon then punched the hunchbacked old man.
The hunched old man let out a cold snort, and then his aura began to rise steadily. He raised his hand and struck out with a palm strike, trying to block the Blood Demon's attack.

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