Blood Prison Demon Emperor

Ye Dong smiled, and the last one to appear was naturally Yue Zhongtian, and the leader was also recognized as the number one oiran spirit song.

In fact, strictly speaking, Yue Zhongtian is not a power, even to put it badly, it is just a romantic place, and it can send people to help Ye Dong and spread the word. This kindness is enough to make many powers feel I am ashamed.

But don't underestimate Yue Zhongtian just because it is a romantic place. Since ancient times, prostitutes and killers have been the two oldest professions. There are many secrets hidden in them. No one knows the true strength of these women. , so when they were in Huoxiao City, no one dared to make trouble in the middle of the moon.

"Miss Spirit Song, thank you!"

Ye Dong bowed deeply to the spiritual song, and then bowed deeply to everyone: "Ye Dong, thank you all for coming to the rescue. Ye Dong will definitely remember the kindness of helping you."

The big troops arrived at the most critical time, just like the appearance of the demon emperor Yingzang just now, which brought Ye Dong a huge surprise.

Although these people add up to only a thousand people, but they are definitely all the elite forces of the major forces. Among them, there are as many as 20 people from the peerless powerhouses, plus the people from the blood prison, so First, compared with the army of Tiandi Palace, their strength is almost equal.

Xia's family elder Xia kept clapping his hands in return and said: "Prisoner Ye is too polite. The Heavenly Emperor Palace killed innocent people indiscriminately. It was cruel and harmed Huo Xiaotian. Everyone got it and punished him. We are just doing our part."

The others were naturally polite, but Ye Dong couldn't help but asked curiously: "Don't you all have to arrive tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? Why are you able to arrive so long in advance?"

Faced with Ye Dong's question, the others looked at him with even more curious eyes, and Xue Qingge said softly: "Brother Ye, it was Yue Bukong who arranged a teleportation formation and sent us here."

Yue Bukong!

That thief, no, the holy hand Yue Bukong was able to arrange such an astonishing large teleportation formation, with nearly a thousand people, and divided into several parts, across millions of kilometers, to send it here?

Although Ye Dong knew that there must be many secrets about Yue Bukong, but because he didn't like Yue Bukong, so to be honest, even after Yue Bukong joined the Blood Prison, he didn't pay much attention to him, but he didn't pay much attention to him. Thinking that he has such an astonishing skill formation.

Of course, Pan Chaoyang can also do it, but that's because he got the inheritance from his senior brother Xiang Tianxing and is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, but how did Yue Bukong do it?

Ye Dong looked at Pan Chaoyang, who shrugged his shoulders and said through a voice transmission: "I only know that he hides very deeply, and his real strength may not be inferior to the peerless powerhouse. I also sent someone to inquire about his origin. Unfortunately, nothing was found.”

Peerless powerhouse!

Ye Dong was shocked again, and asked suspiciously, "Where's Yue Bukong?"

"It's here, it's here!"

Yue Bukong's voice came from behind the many beauties in Yue Zhongtian, and then he ran out, looking at the seemingly simple and honest face, but the eyes full of cunning, Ye Dong's mind had no reason. Dry one's eyes emerged.

Ye Dong suddenly discovered that in terms of cunning, this Yue Bukong and Gan Yi were too similar, they were both old foxes who had become fine.

"Thank you!"

Ye Dong didn't ask about Yue Bukong's real background, even if he asked, there would be no answer, so he just thanked him sincerely.

Yue Bukong said with a smile on his face: "Prisoner, you are being polite, this is what the subordinates should do, what they should do!"

"Boom!"

At this moment, a shocking drum sound suddenly sounded, and everyone's eyes followed the direction of the sound, and they saw that someone among the elite army of Tiandi Palace lifted out a huge drum. A burly naked man was beating the war drum with drumsticks.

The burly man was grinning all over his face, and behind him a streak of blood surged into the sky like a dragon. He was clearly a peerless powerhouse.

When the war drums sounded, a murderous aura suddenly filled the air, and the blue sky and the earth seemed to mourn in harmony with it, and the heaven and earth were full of murder!

"Boom!"

Another drum sounded, and the sound went straight to Xiaohan, and it was also passed into everyone's brain, humming, and even the heart began to contract involuntarily, his face was bloodshot, and his eyes were red. Obviously, this is not an ordinary war drum, but A celestial weapon, a horcrux that attacks the soul with the sound of a drum.

Ye Dong smiled coldly, raised his big hand, and the same big drum fell into the air. It was the Kui skin war drum he collected when he was in the Beast and Monster Realm!

"Who will sound the drum!"

A Buddha's horn sounded: "I'm coming!"

To everyone's surprise, it was Prajna, the son of the Holy Buddha, who volunteered to play the drums for everyone!

Prajna strode towards the war drum, taking off his moon-white monk robe as he walked, revealing his naked upper body, with streamlined muscles like steel, engraved with bright red Buddha patterns on it, cohesive Become a bloody angry Buddha.

Standing still in front of the Kuipi war drum, the Buddha wheel emerged from the back of Prajna's head, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere. Kui's war drum had no drumsticks, so Prajna replaced it with a fist, raised the fist high, and punched it down.

"Boom!"

The invisible voices converged into tangible avenue lines, and Prajna chanted at the same time. Although most of the people didn't understand what he was chanting, a faint peaceful atmosphere permeated everyone in an instant. The constricted heart relaxed, and the excitement stabilized.

Master Zhongsheng also uttered a Buddha's name: "The power of Prajna's thoughts is so pure, it's so rare!"

Obviously, Prajna is using his soul power to release peaceful thought power to help everyone stabilize their minds so as to face the upcoming war.

The people of Tiandi Palace didn't seem to expect that in Ye Dong's camp, there were still people who could resist the drumbeat, and their complexions changed slightly.

Especially the strong man beating the drum let out a cold snort, restrained his smile, and beat the drum in his hand vigorously again.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

If he beats once, Prajna will follow the beat, just invisibly dispelling the bewitching power in his drumbeat.

The strong man was obviously angry, and suddenly accelerated his movements.

"Boom boom boom!"

The war drums were beating rapidly and densely like rain, which made everyone who had just relaxed tense up again. Seeing that Banruo was still calm, he beat the war drums one after another according to his own frequency, but gradually, behind him , The boundless Buddha's light slowly condensed into a double-faced Buddha, standing high above, overlooking all living beings, without anger.

The Buddha opened his mouth suddenly, and Prajna also opened his mouth and spit out two words: "Om, well!"

a!

These two simple words contain the truth of the Dao, and their power is infinite, as if countless people shouted at the same time, the voice was earth-shattering, and immediately suppressed the dense drumming like raindrops easily.

"puff!"

The strong man beating the drum suddenly opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and then he fell backwards. At the same time as he fell, the six masters gave the order almost simultaneously: "Kill!"