Chapter 1,147 The Lonely Incident "Eight Colds City has changed its owner?" Huo Qilin Jian frowned slightly. He had been in seclusion for several days and did not know that the Eight Colds Hell had undergone earth-shaking changes.
"The warriors of the Moon Domain conquered Bahan City, and the Lord of Bahan City, Ziyu, died. The Lord of the Moon Domain took control of Bahan City and changed its name to Tiandao!"
"And this Lord of the Moon Domain is familiar to you all, too?" Liu Dong raised a smile on his lips, and continued without betraying him: "Young Master Su!"
"Young Master Su!" Jue Lin and Xuan Ren both looked startled. Among the few people, they were probably the only ones who were familiar with Young Master Su.
"Ten years ago, Young Master Su could not reach the first level of martial arts, but now he can kill Young Master Yu?" Jue Lin was a little confused. After entering the martial arts realm, he realized the horror of the second level of martial arts.
There was a hint of expectation in his dark eyes, and Liu Dong took a deep breath, "According to rumors, Gong Ziyu did not fall to Master Su, but a mysterious person, a young man in white."
"Young man in white!" Almost at the same time, a figure of Shengxue in white appeared in the minds of Huo Qilin and others.
"Based on my many years of experience, Old Liu, I surmise that this young man in white must be the Lord." Liu Dong said confidently, with a hint of joy in his eyes.
In the past ten years, most of the Blood Prison troops have been fighting in Hell. However, this is just a cover. The main purpose is to find Ye Chen's whereabouts.
However, in the past ten years, the Blood Prison has almost gone through the Lonely Hell, Youzeng Hell, etc., but still has not found the whereabouts of Ye Chen.
"It must be this boy, good boy. He disappeared for ten years and did such earth-shattering things as soon as he came out. It seems that the Eight Cold Hells should be controlled by that boy."
"If the Eight Cold Hells and the Blood Hells join forces, maybe they can really change the pattern of hell!" Fire Qilin chuckled and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
"This guy controls the Eight Cold Hells. How can he tolerate the existence of other hells with his temperament?"
"It is estimated that this guy will return to the Lonely Hell in a short while. How is his strength after ten years?" Fatty Xiao breathed out softly. After he reentered reincarnation, he reawakened his memory three years later.
In the past seven years, Fatty Xiao spent most of his time leading the Blood Prison Army to fight in search of Ye Chen's traces.
In seven years, Fatty Xiao failed to find Ye Chen, but instead he became famous in hell, the Sword Emperor Xiao Ziyun.
Sword Emperor Xiao Ziyun, one of the few emperors in the Blood Prison, has never drawn a sword, but he always holds the sword in his hand.
In the words of Fatty Xiao, in this world I only drew my sword for Ye Chen. After that guy disappeared, he would not draw his sword.
"Martial arts realm!" Huo Qilin said with a smile on his lips, "It may be possible to withstand the attack of the second level of martial arts with the help of the will of the Six Paths Sword Corpse, but it is far from enough to kill the second level of martial arts."
"The only explanation is that he has broken through to the martial arts realm!" Huo Qilin's eyes also showed a look of expectation. Just as Fatty Xiao said, that guy will definitely come back. It won't be too early to return to the Lonely Hell as a strong man.
old.
"Fudai!" Qing Jue and others couldn't help but clenched their fists, the Fifth Dai was finally coming back.
"This bloody hell mess was originally caused by that kid. Now that the three major hells have joined forces, they will naturally inform that kid." The pressure dissipated from the fire unicorn, and its mountain wind roared in the mountain stream again, bringing up sharp cracks.
Sound of wind.
Hearing this, Liu Dong showed an expression that was indeed true and said: "After hearing the news, I, Old Liu, ordered Xianxu and Lin Dao to go to the Eight Cold Hells."
"I'm afraid that in a short while, the Lord will know the current predicament of the Blood Prison, and the Lord will definitely rush back to the Blood Prison at that time."
"With the help of the Eight Cold Hells, even if the Blood Prison cannot defeat the allies of the three hells, it can at least protect itself." Compared with before, Liu Dong was more focused and more steady in his work.
"The two martial arts realms, with their strength, should break through the obstacles of the Lonely Hell and rush to the Eight Cold Hells!" Huo Qilin nodded, pondered for a moment and said: "However, if you continue to inform, the whole city will be vigilant and beware of the three evil spirits at all times.
The big hell is coming."
"Promise!" Liu Dong promised loudly, and his figure gradually turned into a shadow, blending into the roaring mountain wind.
"That guy has good vision and has found a good subordinate." Looking at the direction Liu Dong left, Huo Qilin said with rare emotion.
Hearing this, Fatty Xiao chuckled: "Liu Dong is indeed a good guy. He is experienced in doing things. The most important thing is that he can always position himself correctly, stay in his position, and pursue his political goals."
In the past few decades, whether it was Huo Qilin or Fatty Xiao, they mainly fought overseas. As for the trivial matters of the Blood Prison, Liu Dong handled them.
"How are you preparing for the Samsara Sword Array?" Turning around, Huo Qilin's gaze fell far above Samsara City. Above the bloody clouds, several huge shadows loomed, and they were several stone swords, hundreds of feet long.
"The news from Immortal Ya is that the construction of the sword formation has come to an end." Taking a few steps forward, Fatty Xiao stood on the edge of the mountain wall, and the clouds and mist rolled below the five warriors of the Jade Emperor Palace, Xianxu and Xianluo.
, Xian Ming, Xian Ya, Xian Li, Xian Li left hell a few years ago and went to the Martial God Continent, and the other four were all in the blood prison.
Coupled with some martial arts realm warriors from the Martial God Continent who also stayed, the Blood Prison now has a very large number of martial arts realms.
"Once the Reincarnation Sword Formation is reached, even the martial arts realm will be sent to reincarnation!" With cold eyes, Huo Qilin said coldly: "As long as the three hells dare to come, they will definitely pay a heavy price!"
Whoosh! The lonely peak fell silent again, only the biting mountain wind was still roaring.
Compared to the depressing atmosphere of Samsara City, Lonely City is extremely prosperous, with warriors from the three hells circulating in it.
City Lord's Mansion, the tall and stern City Lord's Mansion is like a devil, lying on the horizon, and its blood-red walls always exude a sense of murder.
In the city lord's palace, Lonely Bei was sitting in a high position, and two figures were sitting on the tables and chairs around him, the eight major city lords Yanyu and Youzeng city lord Yunfeng.
Among the three of them, except for Yanyu, who looked like an old man, Lonely Bai and Yunfeng both looked like middle-aged men, with a hint of majesty flashing across their resolute faces from time to time.
The silence in the empty palace was eerie, so lonely that the three of them closed their eyes and meditated.
Click! A sound of opening the door sounded in vain in the empty hall. The closed palace door slowly lifted up, and a slender figure emerged. It was the Lonely Emperor.
The Lonely Emperor stepped into the palace with light steps. At this moment, Lonely Bai and the other three slowly opened their eyes. Three ancient and unrippled gazes fell on the Lonely Emperor. The pressure contained within them was extremely terrifying.
Stopping, the Lonely Emperor met these three gazes, with a complicated expression flashing in his eyes, "Are you really going to take action against the Blood Prison?"
Yanyu and Yunfeng closed their eyes again, like an old monk sitting in meditation, without any breath. This is a family matter in Lonely City, and outsiders like them cannot interfere.
Lonely Bei looked at Lonely Emperor with a complicated expression, sighed slightly, and said: "After that woman appeared, you have changed a lot. At least in the past, you would not resist my orders."
Facing the oppression, Lonely Dynasty took a step forward and said calmly: "Because I thought you were right in the past, I can carry out your orders without hesitation!"
"I was very confused at that time. What was the purpose of my existence? To control the entire hell and unify the four hells for the so-called ancestral precepts of the Lonely family?" The Lonely Emperor rarely spoke to Lonely Bai like this, but today he spoke like this
The tone was extremely strong.
"Oh, you are wrong about one thing. My transformation is not because of her appearance, but because I have found my own way. If I don't dry up, I will enter the sea!"
"The ancestors of the past generations spent a lot of energy exploring the sword tomb, not just to solve the mystery of the sword tomb. I think more than that, the ancestors wanted to find our roots and return to where we came from." The will of martial arts surged in the lonely emperor.
Coming out, the Lonely Dynasty took a step forward, directly tearing apart the oppression around it, and said coldly: "Hell, after all, is part of the Martial God Continent. Foreign enemies are eyeing it, so why should we kill each other?"
Lonely Bai sighed slightly, without saying anything, but stood up, walked towards Lonely Emperor, and said calmly: "There is no need for you to participate in this matter, you can just stay in Lonely City?"
After saying that, a terrifying martial arts oppression spread out in the palace and fell on the Lonely Emperor like a mountain.
Click! Four bright rays of light emerged on the surrounding stone pillars, and the sword energy surged like a rainbow, gathering together to form chains, imprisoning the limbs of the Lonely Emperor.
"It was you who spread the news that the Eight Great Hells and Youzeng Hell arrived in Lonely City, right?" Lonely Beibei said lightly, waving his sleeves, and patting his right hand on Lonely Emperor's shoulder. His will surged, suppressing Lonely Emperor.
The true energy in the body: "That is not the path you want to take. The path you want to take is to fulfill the teachings of the ancestors of the Lonely Family in the past generations."
Withdrawing his hands, Lonely Bai put his hands behind his back, passed by the rainbow of sword energy, and stepped out of the palace.
Yanyu and Yunfeng opened their eyes, stood up, and followed Lonely Bai. The moment the three of them stepped out of the palace, its huge stone door crashed down, bang!
Endless darkness swallowed up the entire palace. The moment the stone door was closed, Lonely Defeat's voice floated out: "In a few days, the Blood Prison will inevitably be destroyed!"
"The Array of Imprisonment!" The Lonely Emperor sighed slightly. These chains condensed by will not only suppressed the true energy in his body, but also suppressed the martial arts will.
Jian Mei frowned slightly. As soon as the Lonely Emperor exercised his true energy, the heartbreaking pain overwhelmed his nerves. "We can't be trapped here, we must stop father!"
Outside the palace, Lonely Baiwei squinted his eyes and stared at the magnificent palace in front of him. "Brother Lonely, why do you have to sigh? As long as the blood prison is destroyed, the emperor's nephew must also think about it!" Yunfeng said with a chuckle, "
The Blood Hell must be destroyed!"!.(
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