One emperor

Chapter 2028 Planting the Seed
The clone of the soul is the most powerful kind of clone. The clone has exactly the same strength as the deity. Not only does it have its own consciousness, it can think and make decisions, but it can also see and hear all at the same time, through the power of the soul. Contact and pass it on to the deity.

It is almost equivalent to the deity, but the only weakness is that, especially for Ye Dong, his soul clone does not have the same powerful and unparalleled physical body as him!

After all, it was only his one soul. If the three souls turned into clones at the same time and merged into one, then the strength of this clone would really be exactly the same as his main body!
Because there is no time to waste, but he is full of curiosity about this world with his own statue, so Ye Dong decided to let the avatar go to find his friends, while the deity went to this world to find out.

Anyway, apart from the physical body, the strength of the avatar can also compete with the masters of the Eighth Heavens, so there is no need to worry about any surprises.

When Ye Dong's deity stepped into this world, he had another feeling, that is, he was extremely kind to this world, and even if he had a battle with people in this world, his strength would even be improved a trace!
Even though there is only a slight improvement in strength, at Ye Dong's current level, a slight strength may become the key to determining the final outcome.

This kind of kindness also made Ye Dong feel even more strange, because it was a kindness he had never experienced before, even in the old house of Ye's family, in his own love world, he didn't feel this kind of feeling!

With doubts, Ye Dong came directly to one of his statues.

God's mind flitted through the air just now, and he didn't look very carefully. Now that Ye Dong is standing in front of the statue, the feeling is naturally different.

Especially the kind of resonance that seems to come from the connection of souls, it is even stronger, and even Ye Dong has the illusion that he is facing himself.

This statue is not very tall, only about ten feet, but because it has almost the same momentum as Ye Dong, unless the cultivation level is higher than Ye Dong, any life standing in front of the statue can feel it. Feeling a coercion like Tianwei.

"Bold, who are you, retreat quickly!"

Suddenly, several roars came from the sky, followed by figures one after another continuously appearing from all directions, one after another with sharp whistles rising and falling.

Ye Dong's attention was naturally interrupted by these voices. Looking around, he found that more than a hundred monks were rushing towards him.

The realm of these monks is not high, the highest one has only reached the realm of leaving the world, and the lowest one is even in the realm of the spiritual dust. However, looking at these monks who are clearly unfamiliar, Ye Dong has a kindness in his heart.

Ye Dong understands that his statue must be related to these monks. If there is only one statue of himself, then he can still guess that it should be someone he saved or was kind to, who accidentally came to this world and settled down , In order to thank myself, I built my own statue.

Just like the small island named Fenghe Island in the Four Elephant Realm back then, an old man named Ma Laozhang erected a statue of himself on their island in order to thank him.

However, time flies, after that catastrophe, Mr. Ma and the others should be gone.

Thinking of this past event, Ye Dong felt a sharp pain in his heart again. He didn't dare to think about it any more, so he calmed down and stood in front of his statue calmly.

Finally, nearly a hundred monks rushed in front of Ye Dong. They were all angry at first, but when they saw Ye Dong's appearance clearly, they turned into statues, and they all stood in a daze. got there.

Until one of the old men who had reached the sixth level of the world was almost trembling: "Prison, Prison Master, you must be Prison Master, Prison Master, you are finally here!"

There was ecstasy on the face of the old man, and the same was true on the faces of the nearly a hundred monks around him.

With a sound of "crash", nearly a hundred monks all fell to their knees on the ground, their expressions were extremely respectful, and their faces were extremely devout, and they said in unison: "Disciples of the Blood Prison, pay homage to the Prison Master!"

Blood Prison, Prisoner!

Hearing these two familiar words, Ye Dong was stunned again. He just established a sect in the two worlds of Huo Xiaotian and Zi Xiaotian, and established the blood prison.

How could there be a blood prison in this world in the Conferred God War?Moreover, how did these people know that they are the prison masters of the Blood Prison?
"Get up first! Tell me, who established the blood prison here?"

With a wave of Ye Dong's hand, a force as gentle as a spring breeze lifted these hundreds of people together. The display of his strength made the respectful expressions on the faces of these monks even stronger.

It was still the old man who said: "Go back to Prisoner, the gate of Blood Prison was built by the Prisoner's disciple, senior Zhou Longcheng!"

Zhou, Long, Cheng!
This name awakened the memory in Ye Dong's mind a long time ago. It was in the back mountain of Ye's family, which was the place where he had practiced hard.

A young child stood in front of him with a calmness that was not commensurate with his age, and looked at him deeply with a trace of reverence in his eyes.

"Master, do you have a school?"

"Sect? What sect?"

"I go out to travel, if someone asks which sect I belong to, how should I answer? Master, I have no other intentions, I just want to repay Master and carry forward Master's sect!"

"Long Cheng, you may not understand what I'm going to say, but you should remember it firmly! We have a sect called Blood Prison. From today onwards, you will be a disciple of my Blood Prison sect. If one day, I die Now, then you have to succeed me and pass on the Blood Prison sect, and remember, the mission of the Blood Prison sect is to overthrow the heavens and find the ancestor of our sect—the Demon Emperor Brahma!"

"Master, Long Cheng will remember, as long as the apprentice survives, the Blood Prison will last forever!"

There was a mist in Ye Dong's eyes slowly. It was not the mist of Tao, but formed by tears.

This conversation is what he said to his apprentice Zhou Longcheng back then, in order to hope that his apprentice can pass on the blood prison.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Longcheng, a disciple whom he had never seriously taught, really recorded this passage firmly in his heart, and with his own practical actions, put this passage into reality.

In this world, the blood prison sect is like a seed sown in spring, which has broken through the ground and grown vigorously. The person who planted this seed with his own hands is not Ye Dong, not Dayi, not Zhan Jiutian, not Xiao Ruthless, but a young man named Zhou Longcheng!

The old man watched the change in Ye Dong's expression, and couldn't help but said again: "Prisoner, Senior Zhou said that he wants to let the blood prison open, just like the flowers all over the mountains and plains, blooming in thousands of worlds, forever and ever Bloom forever and never wither!"

(End of this chapter)