Blood Prison Demon Emperor

Ye Dong entered Xiongguan, but his name deeply shocked the hearts of every monk present.

Many monks are familiar with this name, but they never imagined that they would be in the same level as him.

Especially when they thought about treating him as a waste and preparing to kill him, many people's clothes were drenched in cold sweat in an instant.

"Ye Dong!"

Although Xiao Wuyi was extremely shocked when he heard this name, after the shock, a strange light appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, the majestic voice suddenly sounded again: "Eight people have been qualified, and the rest will continue. There is still one month left in the time limit!"

The sound woke everyone up from the shock. Everyone looked up at the fist hole Ye Dong left behind, their eyes gleaming. Obviously, they all had a common thought, that is, could they also get out of this fist hole? In this way, wouldn't it increase the probability of success?

On the ten thousand-foot city wall, Xu Ling looked at the people below with contempt, and said with a cold smile: "You can try it!"

After speaking, Xu Ling flicked his sleeves and disappeared.

At the same time, Ye Dong and the Seven Cangming sons have already stepped through the fist hole and officially entered the Xiongguan.

At this moment, the eight people had completely lost track of the others, and they were in eight separate spaces. In front of them, there was a person standing, and it was that Xu Ling!

Xu Ling no longer had the laziness that Ye Dong had when he first met him, as if he was a different person, with his hair neatly tied back, his handsome appearance, and a faint coercion pervading his body.

Xu Ling said indifferently: "Congratulations on your qualification. As long as you defeat me, you can move on. Don't worry, my realm is exactly the same as yours. I will give you three moments to prepare. Of course, you can also attack at any time!"

The Cangming Seven had never met Xu Ling before, and they didn't know that other companions were facing opponents exactly like themselves. They just regarded Xu Ling as the gatekeeper, so they were not surprised.

Only Ye Dong, staring at Xu Ling in front of him, suddenly said, "The Taoist!"

Xu Ling's body trembled slightly, and a flash of confusion obviously flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared immediately, and he returned to his indifferent look: "I don't know what you are talking about. If you don't make a move after three quarters, I will do it!"

Ye Dong still stared at him closely and said: "The palm print on the city wall was left by you. In the palm print, I can feel your Tao, which is very powerful!"

This sentence made Xu Ling's eyes flash with confusion again, and he suddenly blurted out, "Who am I?"

Now it was Ye Dong's turn to be confused: "Didn't you say your name is Xu Ling?"

"My name is Xu Ling?" Xu Ling's eyes widened, and the confusion in his eyes became more intense, but it was still fleeting, and his gaze became firm again, and he said coldly: "No, I am Void Spirit , the spirit of the False God, I am the False God, my name is on the Conferred God List, and I am the god who guards the Conferred God War!"

Ye Dong obviously noticed that this Xu Ling's sanity seems to be not so clear, and it should be good and bad. The Xu Ling in front of him is obviously the same person as the Xu Ling he saw for the first time, but the contrast between the front and the back is huge. , especially in the attitude towards oneself.

I can be sure that the breath in that palm print is also present in Xu Ling in front of me, so he is the one who left the palm print and the Taoist.

But, why did he become the god who guards the Conferred God War, and he is still a false god? If what he said is true, then why would he, as a god, leave his palm prints on the city wall he guards?

"Xu Ling, I don't care who you are. You told me last time that the Demon God wants to kill all the people surnamed Ye and Li. I have to leave the Conferred God War to stop him. After the first checkpoint There is a place where you can leave, now that I have come, where is this place?"

Xu Ling silently stared at Ye Dongdao: "There are still two moments!"

"Devil Emperor Brahma, Qing Emperor Zhou Yi, Zhou Emperor Zhu Jiuyin, you said these are the only three people you have an impression of in the last Conferred God Battle, have you forgotten all of these?"

Ye Dong still refused to give up. He didn't expect Xu Ling to be the gatekeeper of the first checkpoint, but since it is him now, he should be able to directly ask the place where he left the Conferred God War.

But no matter what Ye Dong said next, Xu Ling didn't even appear confused anymore, but kept an indifferent attitude all the time.

"One more moment!"

Ye Dong gave up, and began to look around, and suddenly found that this place looked like a ring, but the surroundings were not solid, but endless darkness. Outside the competition ring, there were lines and lines faintly visible Sometimes it flickers, sometimes it disappears.

"Could it be that there are a lot of restrictions here as a place to break through, so Xu Ling will become like this when he is in it? It seems that only by defeating him and leaving here, maybe he can wake up again!"

"No, since he is the gatekeeper, only by defeating him can he pass through the gate successfully, which means that everyone who enters here should have the same conditions. Confronting Xu Ling? Eight Xu Ling? So, this Xu Ling is not the real Xu Ling, but an existence similar to a clone!"

Ye Dong suddenly figured it out.

"Xu Ling, how do you count as winning?"

"Knock me out of the ring, or kill me, even if you win."

"Then what will happen if you accidentally fall off the ring?"

"Die! Time is up!"

As soon as the words fell, Xu Ling's aura instantly rose to an unbelievable intensity. He waved his hand directly, and slapped Ye Dong with a simple palm.

Although this palm was definitely extremely powerful in terms of momentum and strength, Ye Dong shook his head lightly and said, "It's too far behind that palm print!"

This difference is not a simple difference in strength, but a difference in artistic conception.

The palm on the city wall, especially the two strokes contained in it, was extremely domineering and arrogant to the extreme, but now Xu Ling's palm is empty and invisible, and has lost its meaning.

"Xu Ling, this is not your way, but your way!"

Ye Dong suddenly let out a loud shout, and raised his fist, just like when he was standing outside the city wall before, there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy, only one swipe, one swipe, two strokes, hidden in the fist, fiercely He slammed into the palm of Xu Ling's hand!

"boom!"

Xu Ling's palms began to shatter, his body began to shatter, the ring under his feet began to shatter, the surrounding darkness, and the entire space began to shatter.

In the end, when Xu Ling's whole body had been turned into ashes, leaving only a pair of intact eyes, a kind of enlightenment suddenly emerged from these eyes!