Zhang Heng could not move, his body and soul were restrained at the same time, and he lost the power of resistance.

Zihuang stretched out his hand and took Zhang Heng in front of him, then waved his hand and a golden iron chain floated out.

With a thought, the golden iron chain blew up with a "swish" sound, and suddenly turned into a phantom, binding Zhang Heng.

"The person who came, detained him in the "Rakshasa Secret Prison" in the "Purple Emperor Palace". No one is allowed to approach without the consent of this mansion."

Zihuang shouted coldly.

Soon, two demon cultivators from the fusion stage came from outside and carried Zhang Heng out of the hall and took him to the "Rakshasa Secret Prison" at the bottom of the "Purple Emperor Palace".

Zhang Heng was restrained and felt that the golden iron chains bound to his body were extremely strange. He even lost the connection with his deity. He could only feel the existence of each other, but could not communicate.

"My father, you are..."

When Zhang Heng was imprisoned, Zi Yi ran in from outside and looked at the "Purple Emperor" in confusion.

The purple emperor looked cold and said indifferently: "You actually used the 'Purple Evil Spirit Soul**' at any cost, and you were defeated in front of this insignificant human monk. It was so disappointing to be a father!"

"My father, it's all my fault for the child being useless."

Zi Lan lowered her head, looking ashamed.

"You haven't gone back to recuperate for several years. Do you want to regress because of this?"

Purple Emperor scolded.

"Yes, my father, but my third brother is controlled by this person, and a thought can determine his life and death..."

Zi Yi said with some concern.

"Hmph, my father has his own responsibilities, and you will not leave."

Zihuang said coldly.

In this way, Zi Lan, with a look of dimness and guilt, left the hall.

"Call the 'Iron Shark King' in." The cold voice of Zihuang reached outside the "Purple Emperor Palace".

"Transfer Iron Shark King--"

Suddenly someone conveyed the will of the palace master.

After a while, the Iron Shark King Zhan Zhanli walked into the hall. He looked frightened and afraid, and did not dare to confront the Purple Emperor.

"You tell me the story of this trip from beginning to end. The previous spiritual transmission of the spiritual consciousness may be a bit one-sided."

The Purple Emperor's indifferent Tao.

The Iron Shark King did not dare to be negligent, and explained everything that happened after leaving the "Purple Emperor Mansion" with a look of panic. It was extremely detailed, and he finished all the things related to Zhang Heng word for word.

Zihuang listened carefully, and when the Iron Shark King finished speaking, he snorted coldly: "You are not doing well in this trip, how can I forgive you?"

"Master, please spare me!"

The Iron Shark King "thumped", knelt on the ground, kept kowtowing, and said in a trembling voice.

"Unforgivable!"

A powerful and powerful spiritual power came from him, like a giant hammer, hitting into the body of the Iron Shark King.

"puff!"

The Iron Shark King vomited a mouthful of blood, then bleeding from his seven orifices, and his body fell to the ground, without any life.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the soul of the Iron Shark King died first.

With a wave of his hand, the life of a monster in the fusion period ended. The purple emperor looked calm and did not look at the corpse more.

"Come here, I secretly dealt with his body, and took the spiritual treasures on him back to the treasure house."

Purple Emperor ordered again.

Soon, several confidants came in from outside and carried the Iron Shark King's body away. There was no trace of blood left in the hall, and it was still solemn, depressed and cold.

Zihuang suddenly turned his gaze to the face of "Zi Xin" outside the "Zihuang Palace".

"Xin'er, come in."

Purple Emperor's face relaxed slightly.

Zi Xin was slightly stunned. She did not receive Zhang Heng's order and did not dare to resist the order of Zihuang, so she entered the "Purple Emperor Palace".

After coming to the hall where Zihuang was, he said obediently: "My father."

"Father?" Zihuang asked with a few unfathomable smiles on his face, "You are now subject to the human monk. Should you listen to me or to that person."

"This..." Zi Xin was stunned, not knowing how to say it.

Zihuang immediately understood, his face was extremely solemn, and he looked at him for a moment.

At some point, he suddenly stretched out his hand and sucked Zi Xin into his hand.

As soon as he reached out and pointed it on his temple, the purple halo rushed into his mind.

Zihuang himself closed his eyes, and his spiritual sense entered Zi Xin's spiritual sense sea, using secret techniques to explore his soul.

Zi Xin naturally had no power to resist in front of him and was at his mercy.

After a while, Zihuang finally opened his eyes and let Zi Xin go, and the heart-wrenching purple flames suddenly jumped in his eyes.

After some investigation, he found that Zi Xin's soul had become Zhang Heng's vassal.

Zihuang looked cold and walked back and forth in the hall for a long time, as if there was something difficult to make.

Zi Xin looked at this former father nervously, but at this moment, his soul no longer belonged to him.

"You go back first to recuperate for a while and are not allowed to leave the 'Purple Emperor Palace'."

The Purple Emperor's indifferent Tao.

"Yes, Father..."

Zi Xin responded very well, and then left the glorious hall lightly.

Zihuang looked at his gradually leaving back, with a trace of sadness and unbearance on his face, and murmured in a low voice: "My son, my father will definitely avenge you and try his best to save your soul..."

At this moment, all his majesty was lost, just an old man in the evening and a simple father.

Then, he sat back on the purple-gold throne, pondered for a moment, and then said to the sea water beside him: "You are responsible for supervising all the actions of the third young master, and don't let him leave the 'Purple Emperor Palace'."

"yes."

A low voice sounded at a corner of the hall, and a black light flashed, and a faint figure disappeared in front of him.

"The clone of the human monk has been imprisoned by me and has temporarily lost contact with me. Before my clone dies, I think that the deity will also be afraid of the mouse and dare not attack Xin'er."

"And I can take this opportunity to kill the human deity. As long as the deity dies, everything will be solved."

The purple flames in the purple emperor's eyes kept jumping, and at some point they turned into a deep abyss of nothingness, a dark and empty space.

"Zhang Heng, your deity is in the 'Demon Snake Palace'. Through the purple evil spirit, this mansion can roughly determine your position. Within half a month, I, the Purple Emperor, will definitely take your life..."

Zihuang said confidently, and the murderous attack on his face became even stronger.

However, at this moment, a confidant's voice came from outside: "Master Lord... The big thing is not good, and a human cultivator has killed the 'Purple Emperor Mansion', which is unstoppable!"

"What?" Zihuang was slightly stunned, and suddenly laughed to the sky and said, "Did that Zhang Heng's original deity actually killed my 'Purple Emperor'? It's really overestimating one's own ability!" (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in.readnovel., more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!)
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