Blood Prison Demon Emperor

Ye Dong had the purple sword stuck in his left shoulder blade, an unremarkable long knife in his right shoulder blade, and a dagger with blue light in his mouth. The clothes on his chest were torn, revealing a solid chest pain. On the chest, there is a red palm print that is still burning.

His white hair was already stained red with blood, and the blood-colored gown was more vivid than before, because drop by drop, row after row of blood was slowly flowing out from the wounds on his body.

However, Ye Dong's body was straight, with an indifferent and indifferent smile on his face, calmly looking at the four people in front of him!

Yes, four people!

There are only four of eleven people left!

Ye Dong bought the lives of seven people at the price of wounds all over his body!

In an instant, with the strength of one person, while facing the attack of 11 people, he killed seven people at the same time, and these were not ordinary seven people, but seven monks who had stepped into the Dao realm!

Those who did not participate in this battle didn't know what happened just now, they just saw the result, but the four people who survived by chance were all trembling slightly, looking at Ye Dong, He showed a deep fear without concealing it.

Because they knew what happened just now, because at this moment, the four wounds on Ye Dong's body were left by the four of them.

It stands to reason that being able to injure Ye Dong in the first fight is something they should be proud of, but in reality, this is not the case.

They knew very well that at that moment just now, Ye Dong clearly didn't pay attention to the attacks of the four of them at all. Taking advantage of this opportunity, at an unspeakably fast speed, they threw seven punches one after another, completely smashing their seven companions to pieces!

In an instant, with the power of one person, he killed seven people, and these were not ordinary seven people, but seven monks who had entered the Dao realm, and they were the best among the hundreds of millions of monks in the Dao world , and there may even be a reincarnated Yuanxian who has awakened his memory!

"He, in the end, who is he!"

The one who said these words was Huang Shuo who sent Ghost Wu and others from Mixian Road in the West to Mixian Road in the East. He stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and couldn't believe his eyes either.

He knew better than anyone else that among the seven people killed by Ye Dong, there was indeed a reincarnation of Yuanxian, and the death of this person would also bring him great trouble.

Because, that is Yuanxian!

Yuan Xian cherishes and attaches great importance to the lives of his companions, because they are born as immortals and are different. They are not like cultivators. Countless creatures in countless dao worlds may give birth to countless cultivators. .

As for the primordial immortal, there is no other possibility for the birth of a primordial immortal except for the union between the same clan.

The two battles with Xiuxian caused the number of Yuanxian to drop sharply, which naturally made them cherish the life of every clansman even more. Although years of recuperation have increased their population, this does not mean that , they can easily accept the death of their clansmen.

But now, there is a precious immortal who died in Ye Dong, in the hands of a mortal who is not even an immortal!

After a long time, Huang Shuo finally recovered his calm, but a cold smile appeared on his face again: "Wouldn't it be better, this way, even if I don't make a move, Ye Dong will surely die!"

At the same time, in the Zhanzhi Dao pass, the four monks who are closest to Ye Dong on the Western Path of Seeking Immortals were terrified, and for the first time had thoughts of regret in their hearts, regretting that they should not have come to this Eastern Seeking Immortal Lu, I regret even more why I made Ye Dong an enemy!

Ye Dong made a move suddenly, raising his hands at the same time, one left and one right, crossed the purple sword and long knife protruding from his shoulder blades, and pulled them out forcefully.

Accompanied by two blood arrows bursting out, he also held these two weapons in his hands.

With a "poof", Ye Dong opened his mouth and spit out the dagger he was biting tightly in his mouth again, and the burning palm of fire on his chest gradually extinguished.

"continue!"

The two words that came out of Ye Dong's mouth were like a death knell to the four people in front of them. They didn't have any courage to attack again. Instead, they all screamed in alarm, each one like a bereaved dog. Fled to the distance at the fastest speed.

Now, there is only one thought in their minds, which is to stay away from Ye Dong, the farther the better, it is even best to leave this Eastern Road to Immortals and return to the Western Road to Immortals they are familiar with.

"what!"

Suddenly, the yellow-faced old man let out a shrill scream, and in the center of his eyebrows, countless bright spots like stars appeared.

The light spots spread rapidly, covering his whole body in an instant, causing his body to dissolve rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the last scene he saw was the face of Ghost Dance.

The death of the yellow-faced old man caused the other three fleeing monks to stop immediately, and looked at Ghost Wu with horror on their faces. Obviously they did not expect that at this time, Ghost Wu would actually attack them.

"Ghost dance, you, are you going to kill us?" One of them asked with a trembling voice.

A smile appeared on Gui Wu's delicate face and said: "You are nothing but a group of ants. Since you have lost the value of being used, there is no need to continue living!"

"Kill us, and you will be alone against Ye Dong and the entire cultivator on Dongfang Mixian Road!" A cultivator shouted anxiously.

Ghost Dance shrugged his shoulders relaxedly and said: "It doesn't matter, anyway, in my eyes, you are all the same, a group of ants, a group of waste, one and ten, to me, there is no difference at all."

"Ghost Dance, maybe I should call you Yuan Xian?"

At this moment, Ye Dong's voice suddenly sounded, and he walked slowly, walking towards Ghost Dance step by step in the starry sky.

Ghost Dance smiled and looked at Ye Dongdao: "It seems that you know a lot of things, alas, I have to admit that you humble and humble lives do impress me in certain things, but very Unfortunately, this cannot change your fate!"

"Ye Dong, you are indeed strong enough to kill my people. I even doubt that you may be the reincarnation of the fourth immortal, but none of this matters. Today, you must die! Let your Death, as a warning from us to the immortals, to let them know that there will be no more immortals in a short time!"

Up to now, Gui Wu has fully admitted his identity, admitted that he is indeed the reincarnation of Yuan Xian, and naturally, it is impossible for him to let Ye Dong go.

"Boom!"

As the ghost dance's voice fell, the sound of thunder suddenly sounded again in the already calm starry sky!