Ye Dong did not come to this divine heaven alone. In his soul was the Nine Heavens Holy Land, and within the Holy Land were all his friends.
Although these friends have all died once, like the phoenix in nirvana, death not only did not destroy them, but gave them a different understanding of spiritual practice through death.
His realization of this state naturally made their strength rise and improve. Among them, Red Wolf, Prajna, and Xue Qingge, although they have not become gods, they at least have the ability to do so because of the coincidences they have received.
The power to fight with God.
Therefore, at this time, they would stand up and fight side by side with Ye Dong, and Ye Dong also had the confidence to compete with the entire Shenxiaotian because of their existence.
Prajna blocked the golden god, the red wolf blocked the beast god, Xue Qingge blocked the phantom god, and the ruthless Ye Dong stood in front of the unconscious human king Dayi and the three of them, looking around expressionlessly. As for Ye Dong, naturally facing
The death penalty.
The sound of heavy breathing rang out from the mouths of the three corpse guards, and their dark bodies began to expand at an extremely fast speed, apparently preparing to self-destruct to attack Ye Dong.
With the strength of the three of them, it is absolutely impossible to kill Ye Dong, so Xing Ji just hopes that through their self-destruction, Ye Dong can be injured and weaken his strength.
However, Ye Dong looked at the three corpse guards who had swelled like rubber balls, and a river of blood suddenly surged in his body. The blood river, composed of countless blood sky patterns, rolled up the three corpse guards and took them directly like a horse.
In the blood prison, they are not given a chance to self-destruct.
"Now, what else do you have to rely on?"
Although Xing Ji's body is a hundred feet high, and Ye Dong is just laughing like a normal person, at this moment, Ye Dong's eyes looking at Xing Ji are condescending, as if he is looking at a struggling trapped animal.
Generally, the words that came out of his mouth were so calm that there was no emotion at all.
For Xing Ji, this was no longer Ye Dong despising or despising him, but completely ignoring him and not taking him seriously at all.
Xing Ji's breathing also began to become heavier, which was due to anger and fear. At this moment, he saw that only the last two of the eight ways to save his life were left.
Although the three gods are still here and have not taken action yet, Prajna and the others who are blocking the three gods all have calm expressions. This is a sign of extreme confidence, indicating that they also do not take these three gods seriously.
As for these two fallback options, he is unwilling to use them at all, because they are beyond his control, and even he doesn't know what price he will pay once these two fallback paths appear.
But now, he couldn't care about so much. Looking at Ye Dong who completely ignored him, Xing Tian yelled: "Master, please take action to save this disciple's life!"
Master!
Xing Ji's words made Ye Dong's heart suddenly tremble, but his figure still stood on the spot, looking at Xing Ji with a chaotic mist in his eyes.
"ah!"
Xingji let out a shrill roar, clenched his hands into fists and raised them high, his facial features were completely distorted, as if he was suffering some great pain.
With a "chi" sound, a crack suddenly appeared between Xing Ji's eyebrows, and then, several slender fingers stretched out and pulled hard!
"Stab it!"
Xingji's eyebrows were completely cracked, and the wound was getting bigger and bigger, even cracking to the top of his nose, and in the wound, a palm appeared!
On the palm, the five fingers were long and slender, but there was blood dripping on them, and even some minced meat was stained on them.
A hand actually stretched out from between Xingji's brows. Such a strange scene not only shocked Ye Dong, but also shocked Jin Shen and Prajna.
"Could this hand belong to the Blood Emperor's clone?"
Ye Dong stared at that hand. Although the palm looked like an ordinary person, Ye Dong's eyes could clearly see that the palm was made of endless blood.
And in this blood, there is a kind of law - the law of blood!
At the same time as this palm appeared, the Taoist God's ever-changing face suddenly showed a proud smile, raised a hand, and gently tore into the space in front of him, and a void appeared.
There was a crack, and in the crack, there was a bright golden light, plus the sound of dragging iron chains.
"Xingji, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to find Dongfang Qing's tomb!"
After the words fell, Tao Shen's palms had already penetrated into the crack in the void in front of him, and he sneered: "Dongfang Qing, you can't escape this time!"
At the same time, in Jing Xiaotian, Wang Lao, who was still sitting cross-legged under the extreme formation, suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of panic flashing in his eyes: "No, Dongfang Qing's tomb has been discovered!"
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Ye Dong knows better than anyone else that the Blood Emperor is dead, and the only one still alive in the world is the evil clone left by the Blood Emperor. However, this clone is bound to an unknown void that is hidden in it.
, next to the Tomb of the Blood Emperor.
Even if Xing Ji can find this clone, which is his master, through special methods, Ye Dong does not believe that he has the ability to take the Blood Emperor's clone away from the Tomb of the Blood Emperor, and even bring it to Shenxiaotian.
In the world he created himself.
After all, the Blood Emperor's clone was caught by Wang Lao himself. If Tao Shen could do this, it would be excusable, but with Xing Ji's strength, it is absolutely impossible!
Therefore, the palm protruding from Xingji's eyebrows is definitely not the blood emperor's clone, but there must be some connection between the two.
These thoughts flashed through Ye Dong's mind instantly, and the bloody palm had already waved towards Ye Dong gently and flutteringly. The movement was extremely gentle, and it seemed that there was no power at all, but Ye Dong's pupils
But he suddenly shrank, and a huge wave of blood suddenly surged out with the wave of his palm.
At first, the blood wave was only red, but as it surged, black appeared among the red, turning into a raging red and black wave.
Looking at the red and black waves rushing toward him, which seemed to be able to swallow everything easily, Ye Dong's eyes showed a trace of doubt: "Red is the law of blood, even close to the law of blood, but this black, although it looks like
It is derived from the law of blood, but the power contained in it is far stronger than the law of blood or the way of blood. It should also be a kind of way!"
"Tao!" Ye Dong's heart suddenly shook: "The Blood Emperor is the founder of Tao. Could the Tao represented by this black color be the Tao created by him!"