The black shadow suddenly appeared on Ye Dong's crystal-clear body, and the transformed ghost claws successfully broke through and entered Ye Dong's life soul and came to the Dantian.
At this time, Ye Dong frowned slightly. It was obvious that even if he was in a deep coma, when his life soul was invaded by a foreign object, it was a huge torture for him. Even if he was not careful, his life soul might dissipate.
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The ghost claws began to tremble as they got closer and closer to the blood of the ancestors. When they saw that they were only inches away from grabbing this drop of blood that contained infinite power, the drop of blood suddenly shook slightly.
, a stream of red lines spread out densely in all directions like the rapidly cracking earth.
Although the ghost claw reacted very quickly and retracted immediately, a small protruding finger still touched the edge of the red lines.
No sound was heard, and the finger suddenly turned into nothingness in silence.
The red lines are still spreading, and wherever they go, they are like an unstoppable torrent. The huge pressure of the avenue is crushing, and the black shadow of Bi shrinks desperately, until it finally becomes a shape that is almost invisible to the naked eye.
The black spots he saw hid in the Yongquan cave that had been opened at Ye Dong's feet, and finally escaped.
At the same time, there was a loud rumbling sound, and from the thick blood-colored clouds that had been covering the blood glow for half a month, there suddenly came a variety of mournful wailing sounds, as if there were
Countless creatures are suffering the most painful torture among them.
However, if you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of the great road among these wailing sounds one after another, which is like morning bells and evening drums, and like the Sanskrit swan song.
Wails and Sanskrit sounds, one positive and one negative, are definitely two extreme opposites, but they are heard in this blood cloud.
In the Holy Cauldron, a huge aura rose into the sky, reaching a height of tens of thousands of feet, directly dispersing the blood clouds in the sky, and transformed into a man in red robe, standing on the ground, with black hair shawl, and blood-red eyes containing supreme majesty.
, with a faint sweep, the sky and the earth changed color, the mountains and fields shook, and dozens of tens of thousands of meters high mountains collapsed one after another and turned into ruins.
"This, this is the manifestation of the ancestor!"
All the people of the Vampire Clan knelt on the ground. Although no one had actually seen the ancestor Dongfang Qing, a portrait of him hung in the Vampire Clan's ancestral temple. I don't know which painting master made it, and his face and look were almost completely dazzled.
All were reproduced with a single brush.
Therefore, when they see this man in red robe who stands tall and upright, the blood clan members can recognize at a glance that this is the emperor of their clan who has shaken the ancient and modern times - Blood Emperor Dongfang Qing!
After the vampires, countless creatures also came to kneel down and worship. This was no longer a human being, but a god in everyone's heart.
Dongfang Qing's image only existed for a moment before it exploded and turned into thousands of bloody lights, moistening the blood mountain like spring rain.
The blood in Ye Dong's body suddenly boiled again, turning into bloody flames with a loud bang, and he suddenly opened his eyes, and two bloody lightnings shot into the sky.
"Crack!"
With two crisp sounds, the blood-colored mist that had shrouded the forbidden land all year round was forcibly dispersed, and the sun suddenly reappeared in the valley, and the world was restored to a bright and clear world.
Ye Dong stood up, and a majestic momentum was naturally released, shaking the nearby gravel, as if a giant appeared.
"Ancestor!"
Dongfang Cang, who had been kneeling on the ground for almost twenty days, always keeping his forehead on the ground, suddenly raised his head and saw Ye Dong standing up from the holy cauldron. In a trance, he seemed to see the ancestor Dongfang Qing.
, couldn’t help but blurt it out.
A shout made Ye Dong wake up completely. With lightning-like eyes, he saw Dongfang Cang kneeling in front of him. In a flash, he came to him and hurriedly helped him.
stand up.
"Grandpa!"
Dongfang Cang, the majestic Lord of the Blood Tribe, the supreme powerhouse who has entered the semi-celestial realm, after hearing these two words, his body couldn't help but tremble, tears were streaming down his face, and he clenched his hands tightly.
He tightened Ye Dong's wrist and wanted to speak, but he couldn't make any sound at all, so he could only nod his head vigorously.
Looking at Dongfang Cang's head of dazzling white hair, Ye Dong had forgiven his grandfather from the bottom of his heart. Although he was in a coma just now, Dongfang Qing's blood entered his body and made him understand a lot of things, and even more about this drop.
Blood is precious, and this is definitely a gift from grandpa to himself.
This is also true. The blood of the ancestor is so precious. Since Dongfang Qing founded the blood clan, up to now, countless tens of thousands of years have passed. The clan leaders of the blood clan have changed. Even Dongfang Cang almost died this time, but no one dared to touch this blood.
Bloodshed, but today, for the sake of his grandson, Dongfang Cang made this decision without hesitation.
Even if you give up the most powerful support of the blood clan, you must fulfill Ye Dong.
There is no pretense or other motives in this, but a grandfather's guilt and love for his grandson, and he tries his best to make amends, that's all!
Ye Dong helped Dongfang Cang walk to a stone next to him and sat down. Without saying a word, a sun suddenly lit up in his eyes, and the Yang Eye reappeared, and the situation inside Dongfang Cang's body appeared in his eyes without any concealment.
Regarding Dongfang Cang's resurrection from the dead, although Ye Dong knew that it was closely related to the bloody figure in the blood prison, he did not know to what extent Dongfang Cang's resurrection had reached. Now that he saw it, he was completely relieved.
The spiritual energy in Dongfang Cang's body is surging, and the blood is flowing like a sea. There is even a faint golden color flowing in it. This is not a dying person at all. Instead, it seems that he has cultivated to the realm of Great Perfection and is ready to step into a higher realm.
The strong one.
Finally, Dongfang Cang stopped crying and pulled Ye Dong to sit beside him: "Dong'er, are you finally willing to forgive grandpa?"
Ye Dong nodded and said: "Grandpa, I know that as the head of the vampire clan and a father, your thoughts are understandable!"
If Ye Dong had a daughter, he would also hope that his daughter could find the best husband. The Ye family and Ye Yunfei back then were indeed beyond expectations.
Dongfang Cang nodded happily and said: "It's good that you can understand, but no matter what, what I did at the beginning was definitely wrong. In the past twenty years, I have been feeling very painful when I see your mother no longer has a smile on her face.
, I even thought about sending your mother back to the Four Symbol Realm, or bringing you all over, but I also have my own difficulties."
The main clan of the blood clan has been weakened. If the Ye family is really connected to the blood world, there will be no Ye Dong today, and it is even possible that the main clan of Dongfang Cang will be completely destroyed today.
All things may seem irrelevant, but they seem to be destined. A single move can affect the whole body, and no one can explain it.
Although Ye Dong had forgiven his grandfather, he was unwilling to continue to struggle with this issue and quickly changed the subject: "Grandpa, are you really okay?"
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Cang stood up suddenly and said: "Dong'er, you collect the Holy Cauldron first, and then I will take it to the ancestral temple. There is something we must find out!"