The leader is the supreme ruler of the Black Sea Forest Prison.
The Black Sea Forest Prison is a loose evil organization. There is no strict hierarchy among the members, but they are all loyal to the leader.
The leader is extremely mysterious. No one knows his origins, and no one has seen his appearance, because he always wears a Yama mask to hide his appearance.
And it's unknown how strong he is, because all his enemies are dead.
But what is certain is that the leader is definitely a true immortal who has overcome tribulations, and has survived more than one tribulation.
The Blood Throne high in the sky in the distance is a peerless weapon that the leader personally sacrificed, possessing heaven-level quality.
It is said that the leader once visited many stars, hunted and killed 999 kinds of ancient beasts, collected their blood, captured their dead souls, and blended them into a furnace to refine this Blood Throne.
Once it is sacrificed, the surrounding ink clouds will be filled with turbulence, which contains extreme killing intent. Ordinary monks will be trapped in it, and there is no possibility of survival.
Even the elders of the Yunhai Immortal Sect would not dare to challenge him easily.
At this moment, a tall figure was sitting on the Throne of Blood.
Looking from a distance, I saw that he was wearing a cloak as black as ink. The surface of the cloak was tattooed with various ghosts, demons, prajna, mountains of swords and seas of fire, which exactly painted a picture of Abi Hell, lifelike and vivid, with countless creatures.
I am suffering from pain that does not stop for a second...
Looking up, the leader's cheeks were completely covered by the mask of the King of Hell, only a pair of eyes were exposed, looking like a hawk or a wolf, revealing a supreme edge that made people dare not look directly.
When the leader appeared, everything in the sight of everyone disappeared, and only that tall and majestic figure was left. With every move of his hands and feet, he shocked the heavens and the underworld, making all living beings surrender to him!
He seemed to be the only master in this world. As soon as he appeared, the world trembled.
"Plop!" "Plop!" "Plop!"
For a time, hundreds of demons knelt down with expressions of awe on their faces.
Most of them have seen the leader's methods.
Those who follow me will prosper, those who go against me will perish!
No one who offends the leader will end well.
Soon, the Blood Throne swept Mo Yun to the field, but did not land and was still suspended in the sky.
The leader is sitting on the throne, condescending, with stern eyes, like a god who towers over all living beings.
"My subordinates pay their respects to the leader!"
"The presence of the leader in person really makes this place shine!"
"Why don't you inform me in advance, sir, so that we can greet you in advance?"
…
Hundreds of demons all smiled attentively, no longer as arrogant as before, as if they had transformed into a group of licking dogs.
"How did you do with what you were told?"
The leader's voice was low and hoarse, like the violent friction between metals, which was creepy.
"Master Chief, the spiritual vein has been taken out, right there!" Yan Jingfeng said loudly.
The leader turned around and looked at the small half of the spiritual vein that was left in the sky. With a sharp look in his eyes, he sternly scolded: "Why is more than half of this spiritual vein missing? Is one of you greedy and ignorant?"
"boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a monstrous aura and a strong smell of blood suddenly filled the air, overwhelming him.
Although the leader is still sitting on the Throne of Blood, everyone can feel his anger, as if he is about to start a killing spree at the next moment.
For a moment, the whole place was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone was trembling, holding their breath, not even daring to breathe out.
Before, they were intimidated by Ye Fan's terrifying strength and did not dare to risk their lives, allowing Ye Fan to take away half of his spiritual veins.
But they never expected that the leader would come in person. If the leader blamed them, no one would be able to withstand the anger.
"Why? If you don't say anything, do you think you don't take me seriously and want to rebel?"
The leader's stern gaze was like a sword from heaven, scanning the entire audience, which contained unparalleled edge.
In desperation, Yan Jingfeng took a step forward and explained:
"Master Chief, a senior from the Beichen Sect in the Holy Land suddenly came and asked for the spiritual veins. He was too powerful. I am afraid he was a true immortal who transcended tribulations. The Jade-Faced Mandarin Jiang Han was killed by him with one move. We
All of us combined can't be our enemy! Therefore, we made an agreement with that senior that he would only take away half of the spiritual vein! But now, Lord Leader, you are here and you can easily take back that half from him.
A spiritual vein!"
"A senior from the Beichen Sect in the Holy Land?"
A look of fear flashed in the leader's eyes, and he asked in a deep voice: "Where is this person? I would like to meet him!"
"Right there!"
Yan Jingfeng stretched out his hand and pointed to where Ye Fan originally stood.
However, at this moment, there is no one there. Where is the shadow of Ye Fan?
Seeing this scene, Yan Jingfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, with an incredible look on his face, and he said tremblingly: "Ye... Where is Senior Ye?"
The demons next to them also exploded.
"Why is Senior Ye missing?"
"I don't know... I was here just now!"
"Where did he go in just such a short time?"
"That guy is an old acquaintance with Xie Dao. Xie Dao must know his whereabouts!"
"That's right! It was the Evil Blade disciples who brought him here in the first place!"
…
After hearing these words, Yan Jingfeng's face turned uglier than if he had eaten shit.
If Ye Fan cannot be found, then Yan Jingfeng will definitely not be able to escape his involvement. I am afraid that he will be charged as an "accomplice" and even jumping into the Yellow River will not clear his name.
Thinking of this, Yan Jingfeng's knees weakened and he knelt down on the ground. He looked up at the leader and said: "Master leader, please be aware of everything. I really have nothing to do with that guy. Don't be fooled by other people's words."
ah!"
"snort!"
The leader snorted coldly and said: "Of course I will find out about this matter! No matter who dares to take food from my hands, he will be forced to walk away without food!"
After saying this, the leader slapped the Blood Throne hard, and thousands of blood drops surged out, twisting and changing in the air.
After a few breaths, those blood droplets condensed into the appearance of dozens of eagles. Their bodies were bright red and lifelike. They were completely composed of blood droplets and looked extremely weird.
"Go for it!"
The leader waved his hand, and the blood eagles received the order. They immediately flapped their wings and flew in all directions, with lightning speed, pulling out bloody phantoms in the air. Their speed was comparable to that of high-grade spiritual beasts on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the leader took out a simple bronze mirror.
On the mirror, scenes appeared, including desert smoke, winding mountains, sweeping yellow sand, and dead bones everywhere...
And this picture is still changing.
Hundreds of demons below saw this and were amazed.
Judging from this posture, the leader must have used some kind of secret technique to project the images seen in the blood eagle's eyes into this bronze mirror, in order to find Ye Fan's whereabouts.
Unless Ye Fan hides deep underground, there is no way he can escape the blood eagle's eyes.
After a dozen breaths, the picture in the bronze mirror stopped changing and was completely frozen, with Ye Fan's figure appearing inside.
At this moment, Ye Fan was using all his strength to escape crazily.
When he learned that the leader was coming, Ye Fan secretly thought something was wrong.
Although he had deceived many demons and obtained most of his spiritual veins by using deception.
However, facing a powerful person who is at the level of a True Immortal, Ye Fan has no self-confidence at all. If his secret is exposed, he will escape death.
Because of this, Ye Fan didn't hesitate at all. When no one was paying attention, he greased the soles of his feet and ran away.
In just a few minutes, Ye Fan used all his firepower and had already reached a hundred miles away.
…
"Is this the person?"
The leader had never seen Ye Fan before and asked, pointing to the figure in the bronze mirror.
"That's right!" Yan Jingfeng nodded immediately and explained: "Master Leader, this is Senior Ye from the Beichen Sect! I didn't expect him to be so shameless, and ran away after taking away half of his spiritual veins!"
"Yan Jingfeng, how dare you quibble now?" The leader suddenly shouted, with overwhelming anger in his tone, as if he had transformed into an ancient demon king and wanted to choose someone to devour.
This sudden change in momentum caused Yan Jingfeng's face to change wildly, a heavy cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he asked tremblingly: "Master Chief, what do you mean, why can't I understand you?"
"Hmph! A mere Nascent Soul stage monk dares to call himself a senior of the Beichen Sect in the Holy Land. Do you think I'm a fool?!" the leader shouted angrily.