Blood Prison Demon Emperor

The black shadow that suddenly sprang out from Ye Dong's crystal-clear body, transformed into a ghost claw, successfully broke through into Ye Dong's soul, and came to the dantian.

At this time, Ye Dong frowned slightly. Obviously, even in a state of deep coma, when the soul of life is invaded by foreign objects, it is a huge torture for him, and even a little carelessness may make the soul of life dissipate .

The Ghost Claw trembled as it got closer and closer to the ancestor's blood. Seeing that it was only an inch away from grabbing this drop of blood containing infinite power into the palm of its hand, the drop of blood suddenly trembled slightly. , a stream of red lines spread out densely and densely like the rapidly cracking earth.

Although the ghost claw reacted very quickly and retracted immediately, a small protruding finger still touched the edge of the red pattern.

Without the slightest sound, the finger suddenly turned into nothingness without a sound.

The red lines are still spreading, and wherever they go, it's like an unstoppable torrent. The huge pressure of the avenue is crushing, and the black shadow of bi shrinks and shrinks desperately, until finally it becomes a body that can hardly be seen by the naked eye. The black spot I saw hid in the Yongquan Cave that had been opened under Ye Dong's feet, and finally escaped.

At the same time, there was a loud rumbling sound, and in the thick blood-colored cloud that had covered the blood light for half a month, there were suddenly all kinds of mournful wailing sounds, as if there was someone Countless creatures are suffering the most painful torture in it.

However, if you listen carefully, you can hear a sound of the Great Dao amidst these wails one after another, like morning bells and evening drums, and also like the swan song of Sanskrit.

The wailing and the Sanskrit sound, one positive and the other negative, are definitely two extreme opposites, but they sounded in this blood cloud.

In the holy cauldron, a huge aura soared into the sky, as high as ten thousand feet, and directly dispersed the blood cloud all over the sky, turning into a man in a red robe, standing upright, with black hair shawl, and blood-red eyes containing supreme majesty , with a light sweep, the sky and the earth changed color, the mountains shook, and dozens of [-]-meter-high mountains collapsed and turned into ruins.

"This, this is the appearance of the ancestor!"

All the people of the blood clan fell to their knees. Although no one has really seen the ancestor Dongfang Qing, there is a portrait of him hanging in the blood clan ancestral temple. It is unknown which master Danqing made it. All are reproduced with a paintbrush.

Therefore, as soon as they saw this indomitable red-robed man, the blood clansmen could recognize at a glance that this was the emperor of their own clan, the blood emperor Dongfang Qing!

After the blood race, countless creatures also bow down to worship, this is no longer a human being, but a god in everyone's heart.

The image of Dongfang Qing just existed and then exploded in an instant, turning into thousands of bloody lights, moistening into this blood mountain like spring rain.

The blood in Ye Dong's body suddenly boiled again, and with a loud bang, it turned into a blood-colored flame, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and two blood-colored lightning bolts shot into the sky.

"Crack!"

With two crisp sounds, the bloody mist that shrouded the forbidden area all year round was forcefully dispelled, and the sun reappeared in the valley, and the universe was restored.

Ye Dong stood up, and a majestic aura was naturally released, shaking the nearby gravel continuously, as if a giant appeared.

"Ancestor!"

Dongfang Cang, who had been kneeling on the ground for almost 20 days, always kept his forehead on the ground. At this time, he suddenly raised his head and saw Ye Dong standing up from the holy cauldron. In a daze, he seemed to see the ancestor Dongfang Qing. Can't help blurting out.

With a shout, Ye Dong's sanity was completely awakened. Ru Dian's eyes scanned, and he saw Dongfang Cang kneeling in front of him. With a flash of his figure, he came to him, and hurriedly helped him up. stand up.

"Grandpa!"

Dongfang Cang, the majestic lord of the blood clan, the supreme powerhouse who has stepped into the half-heavenly human realm, after hearing these two words, his body trembled uncontrollably, with tears running down his face, and his hands clenched tightly Tightening Ye Dong's wrist, he wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound at all, so he could only nod vigorously.

Looking at Dongfang Cang's glaring white hair, Ye Dong had already forgiven his grandfather from the bottom of his heart. Although he was in a coma just now, Dongfang Qing's blood entering his body made him understand a lot, and he knew more about this drop of blood. The preciousness of blood, and this is definitely a generous gift from my grandfather to me.

The fact is exactly the same, the blood of the first ancestor is so precious, since Dongfang Qing founded the blood clan, until today, I don’t know how many thousands of years have passed, the patriarch of the blood clan has changed, even Dongfang Cang almost died this time, but no one dared to touch this blood clan. Blood, but today, for the sake of his grandson, Dongfang Cang made this decision without hesitation.

Even if you give up the strongest reliance of the blood clan, you must fulfill Ye Dong.

There is no affectation or other motives in this, but a grandfather's guilt and love for his grandson, trying his best to make up for it, that's all!

Ye Dong helped Dongfang Cang to a nearby stone and sat down. He didn't speak, a round of sun suddenly lit up in his eyes, and the sun eyes reappeared, and the situation in Dongfang Cang's body appeared in his eyes without any concealment.

Regarding Dongfang Cang's death and resurrection, although Ye Dong knew that it had a great relationship with the bloody figure in the blood prison, he didn't know how far Dongfang Cang had been resurrected. Now that he saw it, he was completely relieved.

The spiritual energy in Dongfang Cang's body was surging, and the blood was rushing like a sea, and even a faint golden color flowed in it. This is not a dying person at all, but it seems that he has cultivated to the state of Dzogchen, and is about to step into a higher state the strong.

Finally, Dongfang Cang stopped crying, and pulled Ye Dong to sit beside him: "Dong'er, are you finally willing to forgive grandpa?"

Ye Dong nodded and said: "Grandpa, I know, as the head of the blood clan, as a father, your thoughts are understandable!"

If Ye Dong had a daughter, then he also hoped that his daughter could find the best husband. The Ye family and Ye Yunfei back then really couldn't make people have any expectations.

Dongfang Cang nodded in relief and said: "It's good that you can understand, but no matter what, what I did at the beginning must have been wrong. In the past 20 years, seeing your mother's face no longer has a smile, my heart is also very painful. I even thought about sending your mother back to the Four Elephant Realm, or taking you all over, but I also have my own difficulties."

The main clan of the blood clan has already weakened. If the Ye family is really connected to the blood world, there will be no Ye Dong today, and it is even possible that the main clan of Dongfang Cang will really perish completely today.

All things seem to have nothing to do with each other, but it seems that they are really doomed in the dark, and it will affect the whole body, and no one can tell the truth.

Although Ye Dong had already forgiven his grandfather, he was unwilling to continue entangled in this issue, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Grandpa, are you really okay?"

Hearing these words, Dongfang Cang stood up abruptly and said, "Dong'er, you take away the holy cauldron first, and then I take it to the ancestral temple. There is something we must clarify!"