Blood Prison Demon Emperor

The Hongmeng Sword Pagoda is Ye Dong's exclusive property. Looking at the world, even among the heavens, he is probably the only one who can possess such a great skill to refine the Primordial Qi Sacrifice, which was the beginning of all things, into a sword tower, and take it back for use!

Therefore, seeing the Hongmeng Sword Tower naturally let everyone know Ye Dong's identity, and then think of the rumors about his appearance, wearing a blood-colored long gown, and his young age, it is even more certain.

The Hongmeng Sword Tower floated in the air, releasing streams of Hongmeng vitality, covering Ye Dong, and naturally also blocking the oppressive aura released by the heavily armored giant.

With the Hongmeng Sword Tower on Ye Dong's head, he walked towards Duanmu Ren step by step, with his face still calm, he nodded and said, "Yes, it's me!"

"It's really him, Junior Brother Renwang, Ye Dong, the prisoner of the Blood Prison, I didn't expect him to come here from Bingdi Peak!"

"That's right, didn't you just say that he rescued his two apprentices in Xianghe Town, those two must be there."

"It's all right now, Ye Dong appears, I see how crazy this Duanmu Ren is!"

In fact, Ye Dong's reputation in Huo Xiaotian is not bad, it's just that some big forces are too afraid of him, and even worry that his existence will affect their own survival, so they have a deep or shallow enmity with him, but for For the people in front of them, Ye Dong is simply the embodiment of justice and synonymous with savior in their hearts.

So, after the shock, these people couldn't help shouting: "Prisoner Ye, come on!"

"Kill this ancient barbarian and demon clansman to death, let him taste your strength!"

Facing Ye Dong who was walking towards him, Duanmu Ren's complexion changed again and again in an instant, and then, together with the black giant behind him, began to retreat step by step.

Since Duanmuren knew about Ye Dong, he naturally also knew about the rumors about Ye Dong going all out to pull a few young strong men to the bottom. Fear, he doesn't want to give up his good life and accompany Ye Dong to Huangquan Road.

However, hearing the shouts of the people around him put him in a dilemma. If he really fled facing Ye Dong today without fighting, he would not have to appear in Huo Xiaotian again in the future.

At this time, Guan Tian had also retreated from the battle situation. Obviously, he also wanted to see how powerful Ye Dong was.

Ye Dong stopped suddenly, looked at Duanmu Ren who was still retreating, and said with a smile: "Aren't you going to kill me? Why are you keeping such a long distance from me? Could it be that you are afraid of me?"

The two blood-colored tattoo patterns on Duanmu Ren's face glowed with blood. He stopped and stared at Ye Dongdao: "I heard that you still haven't been able to escape the pursuit of Dao, and you can't use your special Dao pattern?"

"Yes, are you worried that I will pull you back?" Ye Dong smiled slightly: "Don't worry, if I want to pull, I will definitely pull a few more people, and just relying on you, I won't use the Dao pattern."

"Ye Dong, don't bully people too much!"

"You are not human, why should I deceive you?"

Ye Dong's words made Duanmu so angry that he was about to vomit blood. At this moment, he couldn't care less about fear, and roared angrily, "Okay, okay, then I'll kill you first!"

Duanmu Ren waved his hands at the same time, and saw the arms of the black giant behind him who had always been as tall as a mountain suddenly disappeared, and appeared in front of Ye Dong in an instant, slashing down with a huge ax in one hand, and smashing down with fists in the other. out.

Don't look at Ye Dong's mouth is constantly provoking and angering Duanmu Ren, but in his heart he does not have the slightest intention of contempt. The ancient barbarian monster race is indeed a very powerful and terrifying race. Each clan has unique secret techniques. Ye Dong had never heard of this special attack method, so he didn't dare to take it lightly.

However, Guan Tian, ​​who had already withdrawn from the battle, whispered softly at this time: "Humanoid god! I didn't expect Duanmu Ren to be able to group together humanoid gods."

Although there were many races in the ancient savage demon clan, most of them believed in one god, the barbarian god!

It is said that the barbarian god is the ancestor of all the barbarian monsters. It is because of his appearance that all kinds of barbarian monsters have been derived. He can summon the barbarian god and serve him as his servant. Several races can do it, but now Duanmu Ren has actually done it. It is conceivable that whether it is him or their Duanmu clan's strength and status, they are extremely powerful.

Because of this, Duanmu Ren also had his eyes above the top, supercilious, and did not pay attention to other young masters of his generation at all.

The barbarian god is not in the form of a human, but has countless changes, but the human form barbarian god is the lowest form of barbarian god. With Duanmu Ren's current strength, he can only summon the barbarian god in human form.

In fact, Ye Dong is no stranger to this method of summoning some ancient gods to fight, because Prajna is very good at it. Back then, Ye Dong saw with his own eyes how many times he had summoned the Dharma protectors of the Buddhist sect, Tianlong Babuzhong.

It's just that there is a fundamental difference between the Heavenly Dragon Eight Buds summoned by Prajna and the humanoid barbarians summoned by Duanmunin, one virtual and the other real!

The eight dragons and eight tribes are summoned and condensed by Buddhist practitioners with their unique power called mind power. Although they look like entities, they don't really exist, they are just virtual images.

But just now when Ye Dong clamped the giant axe with his fingers, he could clearly feel that the arm holding the giant ax was strong and powerful, just like a real person's arm.

"Keng!"

"boom!"

There was a blood ridge in Ye Dong's left hand, and he supported the falling giant axe, and his right hand directly swung his fist empty-handed, facing the pounding fist.

Black light and blood light soared into the sky, covering the sky, and endless berserk power surged towards the surroundings like a stormy sea, forcing everyone to retreat desperately.

Ye Dong only felt his hands sinking, and at this moment, there was a clear sigh in the void, distant and misty, as if it came from beyond the sky, but it shocked everyone's minds, even Ye Dong couldn't Except, there was a buzzing sound in his head for an instant, as if countless big clocks were ringing at the same time.

The sigh of the barbarian god!

Such a majestic and powerful human-shaped barbarian can actually unleash an attack on the soul, which is beyond Ye Dong's expectations, but when he thinks of the bell, above Ye Dong's head, there really is a seemingly inconspicuous monster. Unremarkable, even the big clock covered with copper rust.

Soul Bell!

It's a pity that Duanmu Ren didn't witness the world-shattering battle when the king was resurrected, so he didn't know the horror of this soul clock. He only glanced at the soul clock, and with a sneer, he walked towards Ye Dong, who sighed and restrained his soul, walked over.