In fact, less than half of the Tianlong Eight Tribes are left now, and the remaining ones have been completely immersed in the illusion that Ye Dong created for them with his voice, and have simply lost everything.
The power of resistance is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, waiting to be mercilessly killed.
Ye Dong stood in front of Prajna and stared at him deeply. At this moment, Prajna slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were as calm as water, and a smile appeared on his handsome face: "Ye Dong, you are indeed
It’s getting stronger and stronger.”
"You're not bad either!"
Ye Dong is telling the truth. Now he has used all his power except for the Return of All Things and Heavenly Tribulation to make his true self stand in front of Prajna.
Prajna smiled slightly, and his smile clearly showed a sense of weakness: "Summoning the eight tribes of Tianlong is already the limit for me. Now I have no resistance at all, you can kill me immediately!"
Ye Dong did not take action immediately, but still stared at Prajna for a long time before speaking: "Why!"
Prajna naturally knew what Ye Dong was asking, and smiled and said: "They must die!"
These five words immediately completely ignited the anger that had been suppressed in Ye Dong's heart. Although he no longer cared about the real answer, he still hoped to hear from these once best brothers and best friends that they had killed four people.
The reason for the elephant world, but now, whether it is the dead red wolf or the Prajna in front of him, the answers given have no other effect except making him even more angry.
"You must die too!"
Ye Dong suddenly raised his right index finger, and with the fingertip condensed with the power of 720 acupoint dragons, he hit Prajna's eyebrows hard.
A ray of golden light lit up between Prajna's eyebrows, and spread down bit by bit along Prajna's eyebrows at an extremely slow speed. Every inch the light passed through was actually equivalent to tearing apart Prajna's physical body at the same time.
and soul.
That kind of pain is definitely beyond what people can endure, but Prajna still smiled and seemed not to feel the same. He even closed his eyes and silently recited the Buddha's name, letting the pain between his eyebrows scatter.
The golden light that came out slowly extended to various parts of his body bit by bit.
At the same time, on the back hill of a quiet village, a stern-faced blond man stood there quietly, staring at a monk wearing moon-white robes sitting cross-legged in front of him, and in the man's hand he carried a
There is a huge golden axe, and a white mighty tiger seems to be carved on the axe.
Suddenly, a golden light lit up above the monk's eyebrows. Then, a trace of blood flowed out from his eyebrows. Gradually, the golden light began to spread like a spider web, leaving the monk's face covered with fine scars and blood.
Gurgling and flowing.
The golden light spread at an extremely fast rate. One day passed, and the golden light had just spread across his handsome face. At this time, his face was as if porcelain had been smashed, covered with dense porcelain.
lines, and traces of blood that are constantly flowing out and drying up!
However, this face that looks extremely ferocious and terrifying has a peaceful smile and exudes a peaceful and solemn air!
The blond man who had been standing for an unknown length of time shrank his pupils slightly at this moment, and finally walked up to the monk. With a "pop" sound, he knelt down on the ground. Without saying a word, he kowtowed to the monk three times, and then calmed down.
He stood up slowly, took one last look at the monk, then turned and left with a long stride.
Ye Dong was still looking at Prajna in front of him, and his fingers were still on Prajna's eyebrows. He watched as the golden light completely covered Prajna's entire face at an extremely slow speed and continued to spread downwards.
Behind him, the eight Heavenly Dragons had all been killed in the illusion, leaving only the man riding the white elephant still struggling to hold on.
However, when Rune Ye Dong, who had swallowed up all the corpses and blood, walked up to the man, he easily swallowed him as well, including the white elephant.
Xuanwu returned to the Guangwu Cauldron and regained his height. He stood there quietly. Qilin also lay on the ground and closed his eyes. Hongmeng Sword Tower and Liuyu Fengqin were suspended motionless in the air. The jade flute
It turned into nothingness.
The golden dragon transformed from Ye Dong's soul clone also returned to Ye Dong's appearance. He stretched out his hand and all the magic weapons and unicorns rushed into his body, even the rune Ye Dong was no exception.
Everything returned to calm, and it seemed that only Ye Dong's original deity, clone, and Prajna were left in the world. The clone ignored the original deity and Prajna at all, and just sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.
Time passed quietly, and another half a month passed. On this day, a crisp "click" sound suddenly came, and a huge gap opened up in the surrounding heaven and earth, and then, there was a crisp sound.
The sound continued to sound, and more and more cracks appeared, until with a "boom", the entire world was turned into fragments, impacting in all directions.
The surrounding environment immediately changed. This was the top of a hill, and in front of the hill, there was a quiet small village.
"Your dream is broken!"
Ye Dong finally retracted his index finger that was always pointed at Prajna's eyebrows. At this moment, Prajna's entire body was covered with dense crisscrossing cracks.
As Ye Dong retracted his fingers, Prajna's body exploded. Just like his dream, his soul, which was also full of cracks, turned into countless fragments. A breeze blew and rolled up
These fragments disappeared between heaven and earth.
Ye Dong just used the power of 720 cave dragons to deliberately gnaw at Prajna's body and soul bit by bit at the slowest speed, torturing him alive for half a month. Until today, he finally killed him.
Completely kill!
But Prajna, who had endured this pain for half a month, kept a smile on his face and didn't even make a sound.
Seeing the Prajna dissipating in the wind, Ye Dong's face was very calm. He put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Why didn't I see him use the gold-type holy weapon Tiger Soul Ax that I gave him?"
But then, he frowned slightly and said to himself: "Moreover, there seems to be someone else here, a person with an indestructible and sharp aura. This person seems to be always there.
He guarded Prajna until Prajna died before choosing to leave. Of course, it is also possible that Prajna asked him to leave. Who is this person?"
After pondering for a moment, Ye Dong slowly shook his head: "No matter who he is, Prajna is dead anyway, and since he has realized the Buddha's Tao, he is also likely to be one of the eight souls of the Tao. Yes, he kills two birds with one stone. Next,
Zhou Longcheng, my good disciple, I hope you have also understood some kind of Tao!"