Blood Prison Demon Emperor

Ye Dongna contained hundreds of millions of stars, including the eyes of vicissitudes of life. After he finished speaking, he slowly closed and spread his hands.

"Love way!"

A mighty aura emanated from his body, slowly flowing in all directions.

Xu Ling and the envoy, who were fighting fiercely, felt the impact of this mighty aura for the first time. They stopped fighting at the same time, and looked at Ye Dong. The expressions on their faces changed instantly. different variations.

Xu Ling was smiling, with gratification in his eyes, and even nodded slightly. He had found his way a long time ago, and he knew that this was the expression of Ye Dong finally realizing the way in his heart.

Even, the way he can feel, Ye Dong's way, is the way of love!

Because, when this mighty aura hit, he clearly felt a faint kindness!

That was Ye Dong's gratitude to him!

The messenger's face showed panic, and his eyes were full of fear and shock, because he actually had the urge to worship Ye Dong.

But this is absolutely impossible. Although he is the messenger of God, he is also a god. In the whole world, only his lord can have the qualification to make him kneel down, not even other gods!

However, facing Ye Dong who was easily trampled by him, he actually had the urge to kneel down, how could he not panic?

His legs were shaking, and the messenger tried his best to resist the impulse in his heart. Once he knelt down, his life would be over.

"Boom boom boom!"

Seven explosions were heard, and there were inexplicably seven more people in the sky.

These are the seven sons of Cangming. Up to now, they are still fighting hard with Xu Ling's clone, but at that moment just now.

The avatars who were fighting with them, as well as everything around them, all stood up abruptly, making them come here inexplicably.

Naturally, the first thing they saw was a blood-red figure floating in the middle of the sky, with arms outstretched and eyes slightly closed, like a statue.

With this glance, they couldn't look away, and they didn't even pay attention to Xu Ling and the envoy.

All they had in their eyes was the blood-red figure. Looking at him, everyone felt a faint feeling in their hearts, as well as the fear and respect from the bottom of their hearts!

"Pfft!"

The seven people knelt down towards the figure almost at the same time, with their heads deeply buried between their legs, and they didn't dare to look directly at them anymore.

However, their hearts were peaceful, and even a little joyful, because under the wrapping of this majestic aura, they felt the invincible friendship between the seven of them.

Outside of Xiongguan, countless monks had already given up their plan of breaking into Xiongguan along the fist left by Ye Dong, because that was simply impossible.

They are doing their best, attacking the city wall persistently, or climbing towards the top of the city wall little by little.

However, at this moment, a mighty aura descended from the sky like a breeze, enveloping each of them.

Everyone has different feelings about this qi, so their reactions are also very different.

There is fear, there is comfort, there is expectation, there is sentiment...

However, no matter how they reacted, in the end, they all bowed deeply towards the source of the breath.

Among all the monks, only Xiao Wuyi's complexion is extremely ugly. He is standing by the city wall at this moment, his face is pale, his body is trembling, his hands are clenched into fists, just like the messenger, desperately suppressing the kneeling desire in his heart impulse.

Even, compared to the messenger, his fear is much more.

Because, his name is Xiao Wuyi, and his father's name is Xiao Wuqing.

A ruthless person, in Ye Dong's way of love, naturally only has fear, but no understanding.

The envoy was, after all, an adult who was truly loyal to him, and the relationship between master and servant was also a kind of love.

Ye Dong's path of love continued to spread, passed through this majestic pass, and permeated all the bubbly worlds of Fengshenzhan.

Gradually, all beings, no matter which world they are in, whether they are monks or ordinary people, have already felt this emotion.

At this moment, countless worlds and hundreds of millions of lives in the Conferred God War all fell to their knees on the ground!

It doesn't matter whether you have a loving person or a heartless person, there is no exception!

However, a sentient person, in the path of love, has a peaceful state of mind and a sense of feeling in his heart; while a ruthless person, in this path of love, feels like sitting on pins and needles, full of panic and anxiety.

At this moment, Ye Dong's divine thoughts actually covered the entire Conferred God War, imprinting hundreds of millions of lives, even the reactions of ants, into his heart clearly.

But at this moment, he was neither surprised nor happy!

On the top of his head, two golden strokes suddenly appeared, one stroke and one stroke.

Seeing this scene, Xu Ling's eyes lit up suddenly, showing a hint of worry: "Boy, this is my way, you are the way of love, I am domineering, you and I have different ways, now you are playing my way What are you going to do when you come out? Don't be self-defeating!"

The two strokes, just like Ye Dong, also stand in this collapsing world, one on the left and one on the right, really like the strokes of the word "person", standing apart, while Ye Dong is still closed. With eyes closed, he suddenly and slowly stretched out his right index finger, above the fingertips, a golden brilliance shone.

Ye Dong's movements were very slow, as if his arm weighed more than ten thousand catties, but in the eyes of Xu Ling, the only audience, every movement he made at this moment could only be described in two words - perfect!

This is the performance of the body and the Tao, but Ye Dong is in harmony with his own Tao, not with the existing Tao.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came: "I will kill you!"

Xu Ling suddenly turned around, and the emissary who was kneeling on the ground, who had been oppressed by Ye Dong's love, jumped up at this moment, and was completely protected by a scroll all over his body.

"No, he cut off Ye Dong's Dao Qi with the list of gods, so he can not be affected for the time being!" Xu Ling came back to his senses, and shouted: "False god, your opponent is me!"

The title of False God is obviously the messenger's biggest taboo, but at this moment, he doesn't care about it with Xu Ling. Now, he just wants to get rid of Ye Dong quickly, even if he can't kill him, at least let him He woke up from this state of creation.

This is what a defender should do!

Although Xu Ling's speed is very fast, under the protection of the Conferred God List, the messenger's speed has reached an extreme, and he came to Ye Dong in an instant, with a hideous look on his face, a black The big hand has reached out to Ye Dong.

At this moment, Ye Dong's slowly extending index finger also stopped, hanging in the air, and murmured to himself: "One is the beginning of Tao; the heart is the beginning of emotion. Today, I Based on Xu Ling's way, plus my own way, it constitutes half of the word love!"

After the words fell, Ye Dong's index finger hanging in the air suddenly swiped down!

This stroke, although simple, is like the falling of stars, like the sun and the moon falling to the ground, like opening up the world, with an incomparable sense of astonishment.

A new dao stroke appeared between the heaven and the earth as Ye Dong's index finger swiped down!