Blood Prison Demon Emperor

The moment the dark wind entered his body, Ye Dong fell straight backwards, accompanied by a pressure that seemed to be able to crush his soul, and his sanity also began to blur.

"kill!"

Amidst the deafening shouts of killing, Ye Dong suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a chaotic battle scene. Countless soldiers, who couldn't even see their faces clearly, were wearing black and white armor, fighting hard. fighting.

With a "poof", the spear in the hand of a black-armored soldier directly pierced the chest of a white-armored soldier opposite him, but before he could pull out the spear, his head had suddenly come off his neck, high He flew up into the sky, and behind him, another soldier in white armor swung a big knife and rushed at another soldier in black armor.

"what!"

Ye Dong suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from his chest, and he couldn't help letting out a cry of pain. He lowered his head, and suddenly saw a blood-stained sword tip moving rapidly on his chest. Pulled out.

Clutching the wound on his chest where life was constantly passing away, Ye Dong closed his eyes weakly, and fell forward.

"Mister, Mr., wake up, wake up!"

A woman's cry made Ye Dong open his eyes again. In front of him was a beautiful face with pear blossoms and rain. He couldn't help but raise his hand to touch this face.

However, when he saw his palms full of calluses and scars, he suddenly froze, and the woman rushed over excitedly and said, "Great, Mr., you finally woke up, you can't die, you can't die, If you are dead, what will we do if you leave us orphans and widows, I will carry you home right away!"

After finishing speaking, the woman turned around, pushed Ye Dong's body up with her back, and stood up tremblingly. Ye Dong looked around, and there were corpses all around. Coarse cloth clothes, dark skin, like a coolie man.

Gradually, Ye Dong felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and a strong sense of fatigue hit him deeply, so that he finally couldn't help closing his eyes, and vaguely heard the woman's cry again: "Mr. Wake up, you can't die! My husband!"

In this way, Ye Dong wakes up again and again, and dies again and again, and each time his identity is different, including a dying soldier, an endangered farmer, and even a disfigured girl. , Every time he wakes up, he dies not long after.

Crying, wailing, cursing, all kinds of voices filled Ye Dong's mind, making him gradually forget his identity and who he really was!

At the same time, the black ghost energy in his body is frantically devouring his internal organs, his blood, every part of his body, and it is about to come to his dantian!

Suddenly, a red light and a blue light burst out at the same time, the red light comes from the soul, and the blue light comes from the dantian!

The two kinds of light have two completely different functions. Wherever the red light goes, ghost aura is like a mouse that has seen a cat, fleeing and avoiding frantically. Wherever the blue light goes, the ghost aura shakes away. It turned into a wild cat smelling fish, and excitedly rushed into the blue light.

The red light drives away and the blue light absorbs. In just a moment, the ghost energy in Ye Dong's body has completely entered his dantian!

However, the invasion of ghost energy did not end here. Around his body, endless ghost energy like an ocean was pouring into his body one after another, and after the same process of driving away red light and absorbing blue light, it was finally absorbed by him. It is completely absorbed by the dantian like a bottomless pit.

Finally, the ghost energy hovering around Ye Dong's body had completely disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

However, within Ye Dong's dantian, a huge amount of ghost energy almost filled the area, and these ghost qi, like a tiger descending from the mountain, began to roll crazily, constantly hitting the surroundings of the dantian fiercely, as if they wanted to To get out of the dantian.

But in the very center of the dantian, there is an area the size of a drop of water, which no ghosts dare to approach!

It's a pity that although they dare not approach, and even want to escape from the dantian, there is a strong binding force in the dantian, which locks them here firmly. After all, that small area of ​​water droplets , is also methodically releasing a suction force that is not strong but is enough to absorb the black air into here.

Under the absorption of the suction force, a trace of black air slowly formed a circle, continuously flowing around this area the size of a water droplet, and every time it flows around, the black air will decrease a little, and at the same time, within the area of ​​the water droplet, There will be a touch of black.

I don't know how long it took, the black air in Ye Dong's dantian finally completely concentrated in the drop-shaped area in the middle, and condensed into a black drop!

At this time, Ye Dong suddenly opened his eyes, but they were still full of bewilderment.

Another voice rang in his ear: "Hehe, you finally woke up, it seems that you are a blessing in disguise, congratulations!"

Ye Dong looked at the source of the voice in a daze. There was a black and strange man sitting on top of a barren grave, looking at him with a smile that was not a smile.

Why does this man look familiar?

At this moment, Ye Dong's sanity was still stuck in the memory of constantly waking up and dying, but when he finally recognized that the person in front of him was Poison Demon Zhuyin, his own memory resurfaced like a tide. flooded his mind.

Ye Dong suddenly turned over and sat up, and blurted out: "What's wrong with me?"

Zhuyin also stood up from the grave, stretched lazily and said: "You dug up the thousand-year-old coffin ringworm, touched this formation of hiding ghosts and accepting yin, and the evil wind formed by ghost energy invaded the body. I thought you wouldn't be able to wake up, but I didn't expect you to be so lucky that you came back to life, and it seems that your cultivation has improved, right?"

Ye Dong's mind is like a mess now, Zhuyin's words made him unable to understand for a short time, just when he was trying to clear his mind, he suddenly thought of Prajna.

The voice of Zhuyin also sounded again, and what was surprising was that there was a little admiration in his voice: "Your buddhist friend really can afford the word compassion!"

Turning his head suddenly, Ye Dong saw Banruo. At this moment, Banruo was still sitting in his original position, but his appearance had undergone a huge change.