"Haha, I really kept you waiting for a long time."
Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his hands, the corners of his lips under his visor slightly raised, and there was a hint of teasing in his tone.
"Forty thousand years..."
He looked Xue Mieya up and down and shook his head.
"But you don't look much stronger."
He had a fiery temper. He was defeated at the hands of Ye Xuan and was trapped in this bloody prison for 40,000 years, suffering day and night, just so that one day he could avenge his shame.
Now, after finally waiting for the real owner to show up, the other party's first words were such an understatement of ridicule?!
"Ye Xuan!"
He growled lowly, his bloody eyes igniting with blazing anger!
"You..."
He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and looked at Ye Xuan carefully.
After a moment, he suddenly sneered.
"You don't have the right to talk about me either."
"Forty thousand years have passed, and you are now only five Bandit Cultivator, not as good as last time!"
"Weak?" Ye Xuan shrugged, his tone becoming more casual.
"I really only have five calamities now, which is far worse than last time."
He spread his hands and looked indifferent.
"No, you are not weak!" Xue Mieya shook his head.
"Where is the strength?"
Xue Mieya couldn't laugh.
He stared intently at Ye Xuan, his ferocious face becoming more solemn.
"Although your cultivation level has declined, even if you don't use Immortal Body Power now..."
He paused, word by word.
"Your aura is stronger than before!"
Ye Xuan was startled slightly when he heard this, and then smiled.
"Can you see this?"
He raised his hand, looked at his palm, and made a fist casually.
"It seems that you have not been idle in these forty thousand years."
Xue Mieya did not answer the call.
He just stared at Ye Xuan, with complex emotions surging in those bloody eyes.
There is anger, unwillingness, but more importantly, an almost crazy fighting spirit.
"What?"
Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.
"Xue Mieya, aren't you scared?"
"If so..."
He shook his head, his tone full of disappointment.
"That Imperial Son is so disappointing."
After all, if a defeated general doesn't even have the courage to fight again, what's the point?
"Hahahaha!"
Xue Mieya looked up to the sky and laughed wildly!
The laughter was like a Startling Thunder explosion, shaking the whole Blood Sea!
His long bloody hair was flying in the strong wind, like a vicious demon resurrected from ancient times!
Boom!
A ferocious bloody statue rose into the sky from above his head!
The Dharma form is ten thousand feet tall, with six arms as thick as the Optimus Pillars. Each arm is wrapped with Blood Fiend Qi that is so rich that it cannot be dissolved!
The face of the law is ferocious, with exposed fangs and eyes as red as blood, exuding a fierce power that makes the world tremble!
Half-step Quasi Emperor!
That coercion is enough to make any Nine Calamities Heavenly Venerable's mind collapse!
"Ye Xuan!"
Xue Mieya roared, the sound shook the sky!
"This Imperial Son has been waiting for this day for 40,000 years!"
"You think I'm afraid?!"
"I'm just afraid that you are too weak!"
"You are strong, but I am stronger!"
He took one step forward, and Blood Sea exploded under his feet!
The six arms waved in unison and punched out with a simple punch!
There are no fancy magical powers, no dazzling moves.
Just pure power!
The moment that punch came out, the whole world was eclipsed by it!
Blood Sea rolled back, the void collapsed, and a fist light turned into a bloody mountain that covered the sky and crashed down towards Ye Xuan!
"Well done!"
Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed!
Six-armed Blood Emperor!
Forty thousand years ago, Xue Mieya was just an ordinary Blood Race Imperial Son, but now it has transformed into this!
There is a huge difference in realm, so there can be no carelessness in this battle!
He took a deep breath, and two Heavenly Emperor Dharma Idol appeared behind him at the same time!
Desolate Heavenly Emperor holds the tripod, Great Emperor Shenwu makes a fist!
"The sixth seal!"
Ye Xuan forms a seal with both hands, and the two Dharma Aspect Four Arms statues behind him move together!
"Destroy the sky!"
Boom!
A palm print that was more terrifying than any before erupted from his palm!
Six ten thousand-foot-long dragon shadows twined and roared, carrying the power of destroying the world and facing the bloody fist light that covered the sky and the sun!
Boom!
Two powerful forces collided brazenly on the Blood Sea!
At that moment, the sky collapsed!
The endless waves of blood were evaporated into nothingness, revealing the dry seabed below!
The terrifying shock wave spread crazily in all directions, hitting the surrounding bloody barriers, causing ripples!
Two forces are stalemate in the air!
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
Boom!
Heaven Destroying Seal and Blood Fist shattered at the same time!
The violent energy aftermath swept around like a tsunami!
Ye Xuan was the first to bear the brunt and was hit hard by the huge force!
With a muffled groan, he flew backwards and retreated thousands of feet before he could stabilize his body!
The qi and blood in the body surged, and the breath fluctuated.
This is the first time since he ascended that he was knocked back by someone head-on!
And that Xue Mieya is also having a hard time!
His six-armed blood emperor's appearance trembled violently, and his whole body was so shaken that he stepped back repeatedly, leaving deep cracks in the void with every step he took!
The two were millions of feet apart, facing each other from a distance.
The first confrontation.
Evenly matched!
"Damn it!"
Xue Mieya steadied his body and looked down at his slightly trembling fists, his face full of unwillingness and embarrassment!
He has used all his strength!
There was no reservation in that punch!
Available Ye Xuan.
That guy obviously has a trump card!
His Immortal Physique has not been used yet!
But even so, he can only get a draw?!
Forty thousand years of suffering, forty thousand years of hard work, forty thousand years of waiting.
In exchange for this?!
He is not willing to give in!
"Jie Tian?!"
A startled voice suddenly sounded from the entrance to the blood prison seal!
Ye Xuan and Xue Mieya turned their heads at the same time!
I saw a figure, breaking the seal and stepping into this final battlefield!
The visitor was dressed in a black robe, with profound Daoist charm flowing around his body, and his face was handsome but with an innate arrogance.
It's Western Region Young Lord, Taishu Ji!
He was delayed because he cracked a seal on the way, so he arrived late.
Along the way, he found that all the seals had been cracked, and thought that Lu Wentian had taken the lead.
But when he stepped into this real bloody prison.
He was stunned.
That White-clothed Figure with its back facing the pair of Heavenly Emperor Dharma Idol and surrounded by lightning...
Is it Jie Tian?!
But this breath...
There are obviously only five calamities, how can it be stronger than Nine Calamities Heavenly Venerable?!
And that bloody figure in the distance.
That coercion made him feel palpitations!
Half-step Quasi Emperor!
What kind of monsters are these?!
"Jie Tian!!"
Taishu Ji quickly came to his senses, his eyes filled with murderous intent!
No matter what the origin of this Jie Tian is, he must die today!
Not only for the promise of Ye Xun, but also to wash away the shame of being humiliated by this person in the Void Heaven Hall!
Boom!
Fu Heavenly Emperor Dharma Idol soared into the sky from behind him!
The mysterious light of the Dharma-connected body flows, exuding a terrifying pressure that suppresses the world!
Taishu Ji, Eight Tribulation Heavenly Venerable are at their peak, and Heavenly Emperor's bloodline is extremely pure, enough to fight across the ranks!
As soon as he raised his hand, he was about to kill Ye Xuan!
"Who do you think you are?!"
A loud drink, like a Startling Thunder explosion!
Xue Mieya took a step forward and stood in front of Taishu Ji, his bloody eyes filled with rage!
"Dare you interfere in this Imperial Son's battle?!"
He has waited Ye Xuan forty thousand years!
This cat and dog that appeared out of nowhere are worthy enough to disrupt the situation?!
Taishu Ji's face changed and he was about to speak.
"Taishu Ji!"
A cold female voice suddenly echoed through the Blood Prison!
Taishu Ji's pupils shrank suddenly and he turned around suddenly!
Among the cracks, figures filed in one after another!
The leader is wearing a dark purple battle dress, surrounded by Shura Sha Qi, and holding a death sickle in his hand!
Shura Imperial Daughter, Ling Yeyue!
Behind her, four figures stood side by side!
Ji Xueyao Silver Hair is floating, Void Emperor's Blood is circulating!
Yan Jiuyou red hair is like fire, Heaven Burning Emperor's Blood is boiling!
Xie Wanxing is surrounded by stars, Star Emperor Blood is twinkling!
Mu Mei The whole body is filled with light, Light Emperor's Blood shines in all directions!
Five Imperial Daughter, surrounded by Taishu Ji!
"Husband."
Yan Jiuyou The cold voice resounded through the blood prison.
"Leave this person to us!"