One emperor

Chapter 2057 Kill the Son

Surrounded by this extremely dense dead air, the gentle smile on Xiao Wuqing's face finally disappeared, replaced by a kind of struggling pain. Looking at the comatose Ye Dong who had become a mortal, Finally, there was a trace of the kindness of the elder looking at the younger generation in his eyes: "There is one last thing to do, junior brother! After you wake up, I will wait for you, come and kill me!"

After the words fell, Xiao Wuqing pinched his hands quickly and muttered: "In the name of my god of death, order the world to die, gather the seal of the god of death, seal it!"

"call!"

A gust of wind suddenly blew up, and the death energy that was already surging suddenly seemed to be boiling. It frantically rushed between Xiao Wuqing's hands, condensing into millions of infinite skull imprints, carrying a wave that was enough to The mighty power that made the gods feel trembling, finally merged into one, turned into a skull mark, and rushed into Ye Dong's soul.

In the depths of Ye Dong's soul, a blood drop was suddenly tightly wrapped by the skull mark, and an angry roar came out of the blood drop: "You can't seal me!"

But this voice was instantly suppressed by the mark of the skull, and turned into a faint black light, sinking into the depths of Ye Dong's soul.

Xiao Wuqing's hands trembled, his fingers were stained with blood, but he waved his hand again, and another figure appeared in front of him.

This is a young man, although his eyes are tightly closed, but his face is icy cold, and his appearance is seven or eight points similar to Xiao Wuqing, he is also Xiao Wuqing's son, Xiao Wuyi!
Xiao Wuyi suddenly opened his eyes, looking at his father in front of him, a look of confusion flashed across his eyes and said: "Father, where is this place? Why am I here? Am I not in the Conferred God War?"

After asking the question, Xiao Wuyi realized that his father was looking at him with a kind of eyes full of kindness that he had never seen before, but deep in the eyes, there was still a deep sense of guilt.

This made Xiao Wuyi's heart shake violently. Since he was sensible, although his father always had a smile on his face, he knew that there was no trace of family affection in that smile.

But it's different now, this smile makes me feel warm and family affection, this should be my father.

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Wuqing suddenly stretched out his hand, gently placed it on Xiao Wuyi's head, and said with a smile: "Yi'er, I'm sorry for you! What I owe you and your mother, I can only pay it back in the next life!"

"father……"

Xiao Wuyi's body shook heavily, and he was about to say something, but a terrifying force rushed into his body from his father's hand in an instant.

Xiao Wuqing looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, with tears rolling down his smile: "Yi'er, I have wronged you, but don't worry, father left you with a glimmer of hope, you still have the possibility of being resurrected, I hope, my junior brother can revive you!"

Amidst the wild laughter, Xiao Wuqing suddenly let out a loud roar, and the power rushed in wildly.

With shock and fear on his face, as well as a trace of confusion, Xiao Wuyi is dead!
After doing all this, Xiao Wuqing's expression calmed down in an instant, and his ten fingers were still pinching all kinds of hand moves quickly.

"Hand of death, cut the soul!"

Two illusory hand bones appeared in the air, and suddenly grabbed at the depths of Ye Dong and Xiao Wuyi's souls.

With two "chi" sounds, the souls of Xiao Wuyi and Ye Dong were torn off at the same time.

Looking at these two strands of souls, Xiao Wuyi took a deep breath, the light in his eyes soared, and he shouted: "Change soul! Rong!"

The two illusory hand bones, holding onto the trace of Ye Dong and Xiao Wuyi's souls, unexpectedly changed positions and penetrated into the souls of Ye Dong and Xiao Wuyi again.

Immediately, under the breath of death, Ye Dong's soul merged into most of Xiao Wuyi's soul, and Xiao Wuyi's soul merged into most of Ye Dong's soul.

"Yi'er, this remnant of your soul is your only lifeline!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Wuqing gritted his teeth, and slapped his son's body with a loud palm. Immediately, Xiao Wuyi's body turned into a pool of dust, leaving only one head, and the strange thing is that at this moment, the body of this head The face is changing rapidly.

Gradually, Xiao Wuyi's face turned into Ye Dong's.

Xiao Wuqing didn't look at this head again, but once again manipulated an illusory hand bone to live towards Ye Dong's soul.

With a "huh", ten rivers of blood were forcefully pulled out from the depths of Ye Dong's soul by the bones of his hand!
"boom!"

With a strong pinch, the ten blood rivers condensed into a drop of blood under a force that seemed to be able to crush the world.

"Death, enter!"

Xiao Wuqing yelled again, and the still strong death energy around him and countless stern skulls suddenly poured into this drop of blood.

Gradually, the blood on this drop of blood burst forth, and a suffocating bloody smell permeated the air.

However, the dead air pervading around Xiao Wuqing and Ye Dong became less and less until it disappeared completely, and it was all merged into that blood.

And this fresh blood also erupted with an astonishing blood radiance, and the strong bloody aura, very much like—a blood prison!
Xiao Wuqing suddenly raised his foot, and kicked fiercely on Ye Dong who was still unconscious: "Little brother, I'm waiting for you, come and kill me!"

Xiao Wuqing's kick was extremely powerful. When he kicked Ye Dong's body, he saw Ye Dong's body turn into a ray of light, rushing towards the distance, and hit the heavenly realm and mortals fiercely. The layer of spider webs made up of Taoism at the intersection of worlds.

"boom!"

Ye Dong has lost all his cultivation now, and has changed from a celestial man to a mortal. Naturally, the power of the law is no longer useful to him. He easily passed through this layer of spider webs and fell straight down.

There are thousands of worlds in the mortal world, but beyond the thousands of worlds is the endless void. Ye Dong's body, if there is no obstacle, will keep falling in this void forever until he dies!

However, at this moment, in the world called Fallen Leaf Realm that made Ye Dong quite afraid, in that valley surrounded by layers of mist, an old voice suddenly came to mind: "The Art of Forgetting!"

Following the utterance of these four words, a faint light suddenly lit up between the eyebrows of Ye Dong, who was constantly falling. This light seemed to be shrouded in mist, making it hard to see clearly.

But if Ye Dong is awake at this moment, then he will find that in this ray of light, there are countless Dao patterns, and these Dao patterns are all the Dao patterns that constitute the technique of forgetting.

The light lit up, turned into a light cocoon, wrapped Ye Dong's body, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)