"Let these bastards know the consequences of violating my blood prison!" After months of fighting, Liu Dong's aura became increasingly cold.
"Hell!" "Only my blood prison!" shouted one after another, and the blood prison army also became red-eyed. Here, it's either you or me who will die, without any mercy.
The shouts soared into the sky, and the thunder in the void also rolled away.
Putting away the Qilin Sword, Ye Shaohan pointed downwards and said calmly: "Tiandao, I leave those people to you!"
Endless thunder crashed down, and thousands of thunders descended. These thunders did not fall directly on the Blood Prison Army, but fell on the opposing warriors, and screams suddenly sounded.
Just as Ye Shaohan said, Heaven's attack must be extremely ruthless. The violent thunder not only wipes out the flesh and blood, but also the soul.
In just a few moments, the sound of fighting below gradually dissipated. Liu Dong and others looked at the empty front in astonishment. The enemies were all turned into ashes and scattered on the plain. The wind blew up and rolled up the bloody sand.
"Where did the evil star find the helper from?" Liu Dong raised his head and looked at the purple figure.
The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and the surroundings fell silent.
Absolute silence can undoubtedly produce an inexplicable pressure. The warriors in the void looked at this scene in horror. Endless thunder crashed down, and thousands of warriors were turned into ashes and smoke.
Turning around, Tiandao's expression remained extremely indifferent. In the blink of an eye, thousands of warriors were wiped out in ashes. This was such a casual thing for him.
Tiandao is a sword corpse, with no value of life at all. Bang bang! Every time he takes a step, Tiandao's steps seem to fall on everyone's hearts.
"It's scary, who is this person!" Young Master Su whispered. He knew that even when he faced the endless thunder, the result would be the same.
Ye Shaohan turned around and walked towards the stone sword. He landed on the hilt of the stone sword with one step. The endless thunder dispersed, its oppressive aura disappeared, and the void once again returned to its former gray state.
After Ye Shaohan stepped down on the cracked stone sword, its sharp sword energy circulated on the stone sword, and the stone sword returned to its previous appearance.
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan glanced into the void, and the warriors who were onlookers immediately dispersed with interest.
"I'm Hanmu from the Tianyan Sect, I've seen the Blood Prison Emperor!" Stepping out, Hanmu made a sword salute to Ye Shaohan with an indifferent expression.
The shouts spread out and echoed in the void. The retreating warriors all raised their heads and looked at Han Mu in astonishment. Tianyan Sect, is this person Han Mu, the great elder of Tianyan Sect?
Tianyan Sect's status in the Lonely Hell is extremely high. Even if it is not as good as that of Lonely City, its status is enough to rank among the top three.
Therefore, as soon as Han Mu said these words, several low voices immediately echoed around him.
However, Ye Shaohan still half-squinted his eyes. He had noticed this person before, and he had also seen this person in the world of life and death. With his eyes closed, Ye Shaohan did not pay attention to Han Mu.
Given the Tianyan Sect's status in the Lonely Hell, a grand elder of the great sect salutes you with a sword. As a courtesy, you will naturally return the favor. But Ye Shaohan has never heard of the Tianyan Sect. Even if he knows about the Tianyan Sect,
He won't pay attention to it either.
Han Mu smiled awkwardly. After seeing the terrifying strength of Ye Shaohan and Tiandao, he did not dare to be presumptuous. He bowed slightly and left with the elders of Tianyan Sect.
On the plain, there was a sea of blood everywhere, mountains of corpses, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air.
Turning around, Liu Dong looked at the corpses lying around and said calmly: "Take care of the funeral affairs!"
"Promise!" Thousands of Blood Prison troops responded loudly. There were more than 10,000 Blood Prison troops, although after this bloody battle, less than 5,000 were lost and more than half were lost.
Seeing this, the corner of Liu Dong's mouth twitched. These ten thousand Blood Prison Army were his heart and soul. However, after this battle, the Blood Prison Army that survived was undoubtedly the elite among the elite.
"Hell!" "Only my blood prison!" A series of shouts resounded in the blood prison, and the tribal villagers waved their hands excitedly.
Undoubtedly, if the Blood Prison is saved, then their tribes will also be saved. The fate of these tribes is already involved with the Blood Prison. When the Blood Prison rises, the tribes will prosper; if the Blood Prison dies, the tribe will die.
"As long as the foundation is there, it won't take long for the Blood Prison Army to recover!" Holding the sword, Liu Dong stepped towards the Blood Evil Peak.
Lin Dao, Lu Qing and others sighed slightly. In hell, the first thing to do is to get used to killing. No one knows whether they will be able to see the rising sun tomorrow.
Liu Dong and others stepped on the top of the Blood Fiend Peak, raised their heads, and looked at Ye Shaohan with respectful expressions. Their eyes swept over Tiandao who was standing behind Ye Shaohan without leaving any trace.
"Tell me the reason for this!" Ye Shaohan said calmly. Now he not only needs Blood Prison to provide blood crystals, but also needs Blood Prison to find Sword God Sect and others for him.
"No!" As the person in charge of the Blood Prison, Liu Dong is responsible for all external affairs. He knows this matter best. Liu Dong pondered for a moment and then told Ye Shaohan the whole story.
After finishing speaking, Liu Dong stopped talking, and the surroundings fell into silence, leaving only the whistling of the cold wind.
"Liu Dong!" The cold wind blew Ye Shaohan's white clothes, and a murderous aura filled the air around him. Ye Shaohan said in vain.
"My subordinate is here!" Liu Dong's expression condensed, he raised his head and looked into the void.
"Are there any Spirit Emperor level warriors among these four forces?" Although Ye Shaohan's words were plain, Liu Dong and others could hear the monstrous murderous intention in them.
"Qi Zong and Han Zong are second-rate forces, and there are no strong ones in the Spiritual Emperor Realm. However, the strong ones in the Demon Realm and An Family's Spiritual Emperor Realm all died in the hands of the Lord!" Liu Dong's implication is that there is no one among the four forces.
There is no strong person in the Spiritual Emperor realm.
"Then there is no need for these four forces to exist. Liu Dong, you and I will lead the Blood Prison Army to where these four forces are!" Ye Shaohan said calmly: "Don't let any of them go!"
"Promise!" Liu Dong and others agreed in a loud voice.
"Tiandao, you go with this person!" Ye Shaohan pointed at Liu Dong and said calmly to Tiandao behind him, and at the same time gave Tiandao an order in his heart.
Hearing this, Tiandao's expression remained indifferent. He took a step forward and stood beside Liu Dong. A terrifying oppression came over him, but Liu Dong's eyes were filled with ecstasy. With this super master accompanying him, it would be easy to kill the four forces.
little things.
Everyone performed a sword salute and retreated from the Blood Fiend Peak, with Tiandao following closely behind Liu Dong.
"Hell!" "Only my bloody hell!" The shouts spread from below, gradually fading away, and their monstrous murderous intent permeated the surroundings.
Standing on the stone sword, Ye Shaohan looked at the disappearing figure and murmured softly: "Lonely hell, maybe the water here is also muddy!"
The wind blew, and a man in white clothes made a hunting sound. Except for Ye Shaohan, only the attached tribes were left in the huge blood prison. But with this figure in white, warriors from other forces no longer dared to step into the blood prison.
Unless permission from the Blood Hell is obtained.
The clouds and mist were rolling. Standing in the clouds and mist, Ye Shaohan's figure was slightly hazy. At this moment, Ye Shaohan was holding the jade pendant of the Moon God. The sword intent of his generation filled the air and stirred the surrounding clouds and mist.
There was deathly silence all around, with only the rolling sound of the clouds and mist remaining. Among the Moon God Sword Intentions, Ye Shaohan had the deepest understanding of the Fourth Generation Sword Intent, followed by the First Generation Sword Intent. Therefore, Ye Shaohan did not choose the Third Generation Sword Intent to comprehend.
, but the sword intention of a generation.
The sword intention of one generation was lonely, and what was left was desolate loneliness! His mind was immersed in the world of sword intention, and Ye Shaohan's whole breath seemed to disappear.
That kind of loneliness and loneliness is enough to make people crazy, but Ye Shaohan enjoys that kind of loneliness and loneliness, immersed in the sword's intention. A picture emerges in Ye Shaohan's mind involuntarily: in the vast white snow, a swordsman holds a long sword.
The sword walked gently, and finally disappeared into the wind and snow. The wind blew Ye Shaohan's long ink-like hair, and Ye Shaohan's figure completely disappeared into the rolling clouds.
For several days, Ye Shaohan never opened his eyes or moved even half a step, just like the stone sword under his body.
Outside the Blood Prison, several figures stood in the void. Han Mu raised his head, looked at the Blood Evil Peak shrouded in clouds and mist, and said in a deep voice: "Emperor of the Blood Prison! Such strength is enough for us to take him seriously!"
"Two powerful men in the Spirit Emperor realm are also qualified to be our allies of the Tianyan Sect!" Han Mu waved his sleeves and stepped out, followed closely by several elders of the Tianyan Sect.
On the blood-red earth, a stone sword reaching the sky stood on it, and within it was the area occupied by the Blood Hell. Seeing this, Hanmu stopped and made a sword salute to the Blood Evil Peak: "Tianyan Sect Hanmu
Lead the crowd to pay homage to the Blood Hell Emperor!"
Han Mu's move was regarded as a formal visit, and his cold shouts spread out, resounding throughout the Blood Prison.
Immediately there were whispers among the many tribes in the Blood Prison, "The Tianyan Sect actually came to visit the Blood Prison?"
On the Blood Evil Peak, Ye Shaohan opened his eyes, lowered his eyes slightly, and glanced across the clouds, seeming to fall on Han Mu who was hundreds of feet away, and said lightly: "Is something wrong?"
The rolling clouds and mist submerged the stone sword that reached the sky, and also submerged Ye Shaohan's figure. Looking up from a distance, Ye Shaohan's figure looked so lonely.
Hearing this, Han Mu's expression changed slightly. According to the rules, if he and others came to visit the Blood Prison, then the Emperor of Blood Prison should invite him and others to enter the Blood Prison. However, Ye Shaohan's direct words undoubtedly broke Han Mu's previous plan.
"Han is here on behalf of the sect master and has something to tell the emperor!" Feeling the gaze directed at him, Han Mu raised his head and looked at the Blood Fiend Peak.
"Tianyan Sect!" Ye Shaohan stood up, collected the Moon God Pendant, and took a step forward. In just a moment, he disappeared from the top of the Blood Fiend Peak. After a few breaths, Ye Shaohan's figure appeared in vain in front of Han Mu.
Looking at the sudden appearance of the figure, Han Mu's face changed slightly, but he didn't even notice it.