Blood Prison Demon Emperor

Ye Dong let out a long breath, the anger in his heart finally vented a little because of that punch.

To be honest, even he himself did not expect that after he wrapped the wisp of Yuan force that was about to dissipate with the Dao pattern of Yuan, he traced back to the source through Gui Yuan, and followed the breath of Yuan power to penetrate the space. The limit has reached another place.

There, it should be the Immortal World, and I unceremoniously condensed the Yuanzhi Dao pattern into a fist, and gave the opponent a hard punch.

Although he couldn't see the other person's appearance, but relying on the breath left by the other party, Ye Dong believed that as long as he could see the other party in the future, he would definitely be able to detect it.

In fact, such a situation is indeed impossible, but, firstly, because of Ye Dongyuan's special power of returning to the Yuan, and secondly, Huang Shuo, in his anger, first shattered the surrounding space on his own, which led to The Dao pattern of Yuan can pass through the barriers of space.

In any case, Ye Dong firmly remembered this immortal who didn't know his name, let him dream for ten years, and even gave himself a perfect life to the extreme in the dream.

Now after waking up from the dream, seeing the reality around him clearly has created a huge gap in Ye Dong's heart, and even turning into a person with a weaker mental capacity may directly collapse and go crazy!

Fortunately, Ye Dong punched Huang Shuo and let out a bad breath. Naturally, he gradually calmed down his emotions, but deep down in his heart, the scenes and scenes of the past ten years are all vivid in his mind.

Although Ye Dong hated Huang Shuo, he had to admit in his heart that these ten years were really the most comfortable ten years he had ever lived in his life!

And the more he was like this, the more he hated Huang Shuo. He trampled on all his emotions and treated himself like a plaything.

In the dream, everyone who accompanied Ye Dong was fake, but at least Ye Dong still had a chance to see them in reality, even if the chance was extremely slim.

The only thing he can't forget is his dream son, Ye Fan!

In the dream, from Ye Fan's birth to growing up, although Ye Dong had almost no time alone with him, Ye Dong, who was a new father, paid attention to him all the time, watching him step by step from one to the other. The baby waiting to be fed has grown to seven years old!

Among the ten years, these seven years have made Ye Dong feel particularly warm. It is really hard to describe that feeling in words, but any man who is a father in the world should be able to experience it!

For his son, he is really willing to do anything!

But Ye Fan does not exist in reality. Even in the future, even if Ye Dong really has a son and names him Ye Fan, he will not be the Ye Fan in his dream after all. All this is really just a dream. A ten-year dream!

Ye Dong closed his eyes, took deep breaths, and tried his best to calm down his emotions and calm himself down. He began to think about other problems, thus diverting his attention.

"Who is that immortal? I definitely have no grievances with him. Why did he deal with me? Moreover, when I believed that the dream was real, he had countless opportunities to kill me, but he never did it. He What exactly is it for?"

Before he knew it, Ye Dong thought of Ye Fan again.

There was no way, it was precisely because I wanted to teach Ye Fanyuan the way, and let him experience the power of returning to the original, that I realized something was wrong.

Guiyuan can explore the origin of everything, but it doesn't let something disappear out of thin air, it just shows its origin in a special way, and it doesn't let things disappear like a void. the void.

Disappearance, there is only one possibility, that is, this kind of thing does not exist at all, it is illusory, so when Ye Dong saw the disappearing stones and grass, coupled with the doubts that flashed in his heart for ten years, let him Finally, I can be sure that I am not in reality.

"Guiyuan, Fan'er!" Ye Dong slowly opened his eyes: "I see, he wants my Yuan Zhidao!"

Although Ye Dong created Yuan Zhidao long ago, he never thought that Yuan Zhidao would be special, and even the power of returning to Yuan is just a unique power of Yuan Zhidao. The power of forgetting, the way of fire can control all the flames in the world, it belongs to the ability of each way.

But now, when he realizes that the immortal spent ten years creating a perfect dream for himself, just for his own way of origin, it seems that his way of origin is, for the immortal, It is also an extremely rare way.

Otherwise, how could it cause the immortals to covet it?

To become an immortal, one must break through the road of seeking immortality and open the gate of immortality. The whole process is to comprehend a thousand kinds of ways, that is to say, any immortal has at least a thousand kinds of ways in his body.

But this is still interested in Yuan Zhidao, so it can naturally explain the special and important of Yuan Zhidao.

Although he figured out what the other party wanted, Ye Dong had no further way to solve the whole matter. After all, he was a fairy, but he was not, and the strength gap between himself and the other party could be seen through that punch.

With a punch that condensed the power of power, even if it was a star, Ye Dong was confident in crushing it, but hitting that fairy in the face only broke the bridge of his nose!

If there is a head-on confrontation, Ye Dong believes in himself and has no chance of winning!

"Now I can only take one step at a time. However, in order to obtain my Yuan Zhidao, he even gave me more than 90 kinds of Dao for nothing. If we add the Dao of Dreams that I realized, now, I have mastered a total of one hundred Seed!"

Ye Dong clenched his fist forcefully, and a strong sense of power emerged from his heart, so that behind him, the illusory Ye Dong naturally appeared.

"Brother Zhou is still in a dream, should I wake him up, or wait for him to wake up by himself?"

Ye Dong walked up to Qing Emperor Zhou Yi, looking at him in a deep sleep, a little hesitant.

"It's best to let him wake up on his own. After all, only when he understands the way of dreams can he pass through this barrier. If I wake him up, if he destroys his understanding, it will be a great sin!"

So Ye Dong made up his mind, bowed slightly to Zhou Yi who was in the soap bubbles, and said softly: "Brother Zhou, ten years have passed, I still have things to do, there is no time to waste, and, I don't know when you will be able to wake up, so I can only go first! I hope we can meet again at the fairy gate in the future! Brother Zhou, take care!"

Straightening up, Ye Dong immediately walked towards the distance of Meng Zhi Dao Pass, but at this moment, there was an excited roar from behind him: "I finally woke up!"