One emperor

Chapter 2105
In fact, up to now, there are less than half of the Tianlong Babu people, and the rest of them have been completely immersed in the illusion that Ye Dong created for them with their voices, and have lost everything at all. The power of resistance is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, waiting to be mercilessly slaughtered.

Ye Dong stood in front of Banruo, staring at him deeply, and at this moment, Banruo also slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were as calm as water, and a smile appeared on his handsome face: "Ye Dong, you really It's getting stronger."

"You're not bad either!"

Ye Dong is telling the truth, now he has used all his strength except for the Vientiane Guiyuan Map and Tianjie, so that his own deity can stand in front of Prajna.

Banruo smiled slightly, which clearly revealed a sense of weakness: "It is already the limit for me to summon the eight tribes of Tianlong. Now I don't have the slightest strength to resist. You can kill me immediately!"

Ye Dong didn't make a move right away, but still stared at Prajna for a long time before he said, "Why!"

Prajna naturally knew what Ye Dong was asking, smiled and said, "They must die!"

Just these five words completely ignited the anger that had been suppressed in Ye Dong's heart. Although he no longer cared about the real answer, he still hoped to hear from these former best brothers and best friends that they killed the four. The reason for Xiangjie, but now, whether it is the dead red wolf or the Prajna in front of him, the answers given have no other effect except to make him more angry.

"You, too, must die!"

Ye Dong suddenly raised his right index finger, and with the fingertip that had condensed the power of 720 acupuncture points, he tapped fiercely on the center of Prajna's eyebrows.

A golden light shines on the center of Banruo's eyebrows, and spreads down along the center of Banruo's eyebrows at an extremely slow speed, and every inch that the light passes through is actually equivalent to tearing apart Banruo's physical body at the same time and soul.

That kind of pain is definitely not something people can bear, but Prajna still smiled, as if she couldn't feel it, she even closed her eyes, and silently recited the Buddha's name, letting her eyebrows scatter. The golden light that came out slowly extended to every part of his body bit by bit.

At the same time, on the back hill of a quiet village, a blond man with a stern complexion stood there quietly, watching a monk in a moon-white monk robe sitting cross-legged in front of him, while holding a hand in his hand. Holding a huge golden axe, on the axe, there seems to be a white and fierce tiger carved.

Suddenly, a golden light lit up above the monk's eyebrows, and then, a trace of blood flowed from the eyebrows, and gradually, the golden light began to spread around like a spider's web, covering the monk's face with thin scars and blood gurgling and flowing.

The speed at which the golden light spread was extreme, and a day had passed before the golden light had just spread over his handsome face, but at this moment, his face was covered with dense smudges like porcelain that had been smashed into pieces. The lines, as well as the blood that keeps flowing out and drying up!

However, on this face that looked extremely ferocious and terrifying, it carried a quiet smile, exuding a peaceful and solemn air!

The blond man who had been standing for an unknown amount of time shrank his pupils slightly at this moment, and finally walked in front of the monk, knelt down on the ground with a "plop", kowtowed three times to the monk without saying a word, and then slowed down. Standing up slowly, he took a last look at the monk, then turned around and left with big strides.

However, Ye Dong was still looking at Banruo in front of him, with his fingers still pointing on the center of Banruo's eyebrows, watching the golden light completely cover Banruo's entire face at a very slow speed, and continue to spread down.

Behind him, all the eight heavenly dragons had been killed in the illusion, only the man riding the white elephant was still struggling to support himself.

However, when Rune Yedong, who had devoured all the corpses and blood, walked up to the man, he easily devoured him, including the white elephant.

Xuanwu returned to the Guangwu Cauldron, regained its height of Zhang Xulai, and stood there quietly. Qilin also lay on the ground and closed his eyes. The Hongmeng Sword Tower and Liuyu Fengqin were suspended in the air without moving. It turned into nothingness.

The golden dragon transformed by Ye Donghun's avatar also restored Ye Dong's appearance. With a move, all the magic weapons and unicorns rushed into his body, even the rune Ye Dong was no exception.

Everything has returned to calm. It seems that only Ye Dong's main body, avatar and Prajna are left in the world. The avatar ignores the deity and Prajna at all, and sits cross-legged on its own, closing its eyes.

Time passed quietly, and another half a month passed. On this day, there was a sudden "click" sound, and a huge gap was seen in the surrounding world, and immediately after that, the crisp sound The sound continued to sound, and more and more cracks appeared, until there was a "bang", the whole world was turned into fragments, and they rushed towards all directions.

The surrounding environment immediately changed. This is the top of a hill, and in front of the hill, there is a quiet small village.

"Your dream is broken!"

Ye Dong finally withdrew his index finger that was always pointing between Banruo's brows, and at this moment, Banjna's entire body was covered with dense criss-crossing cracks.

As Ye Dong retracted his fingers, Banruo's body also exploded, just like his dream, together with his soul, which was also full of cracks, turned into countless fragments, a gust of wind blew, rolled These fragments disappeared between heaven and earth.

Ye Dong insisted on using the power of 720 cave dragons to deliberately devour the body and soul of Prajna little by little at the slowest speed, torturing him alive for half a month, until today, he was completely killed !
But Hannya, who had been enduring this kind of pain for half a month, kept a smile on her face and didn't even make a sound.

Looking at the Prajna dissipating with the wind, Ye Dong's face was very calm, with his hands behind his back, he said indifferently: "Why didn't I see him use the tiger soul axe, the golden holy weapon I gave him?"

But then, his brows were slightly frowned, and he said to himself: "Besides, there seems to be someone else here, a person with an invincible sharpness, this person seems to be always Guarding Prajna, he didn't choose to leave until after Prajna died, of course, it is also possible that Prajna let him leave, who is this person?"

After pondering for a moment, Ye Dong slowly shook his head: "No matter who he is, Prajna is dead anyway, and since he has comprehended Buddhism and Dao, then he may also be one of the eight souls of Dao. It's time for Zhou Longcheng, my good apprentice, I hope you have already realized some kind of Tao!"

(End of this chapter)