The black shadow that suddenly burst out of Ye Dong's crystal clear body, and the ghost claw that was conjured up successfully broke through into Ye Dong's life soul and came to the dantian.

At this time, Ye Dong's brows furrowed slightly, obviously even if he was in a deep coma, when the soul was invaded by a foreign body, it was also a huge torture for him, and even a little carelessness could make the soul dissipate.

The ghost claw trembled as it got closer and closer to the blood of the ancestors, and when he saw that he was only an inch away from grabbing this drop of blood containing infinite power into his palm, this drop of blood suddenly shook slightly, and a stream of red lines spread out densely like the rapidly cracking earth.

Although the ghost claw reacted very quickly, it immediately retracted, but still a small protruding finger touched the edge of the red vein.

Without the slightest sound, the finger suddenly turned into nothingness in silence.

The red lines are still spreading, and everywhere they go, it is like an unstoppable torrent, the huge pressure of the avenue is devastating, and the black shadow of bi is desperately shrinking and contracting, and it finally turns into a black spot that is almost invisible to the naked eye, and hides in the Yongquan cave that has been opened at Ye Dong's feet, and finally escapes.

At the same time, there was a loud rumbling sound, and in the thick blood-colored clouds that had been covered by blood for half a month, there were suddenly all kinds of terrible wails, as if countless beings were suffering the most painful torture in it.

However, if you listen carefully, you can hear a burst of great avenue sound in these wails one after another, which is not only like a morning bell and dusk drum, but also like a Sanskrit swan song.

Wailing and Sanskrit sounds, one positive and one negative, are definitely two extreme opposites, but they sound in this blood cloud.

In the holy tripod, a huge aura rose to the sky, as high as 10,000 zhang, directly dispersing the blood clouds in the sky, turning into a red-robed man, standing up to the sky, black hair and shawl, blood-red eyes contained supreme majesty, a faint sweep, the sky and the earth changed color, the mountains and fields shook, dozens of 10,000-meter-high mountains collapsed one after another, turned into ruins.

"This, this is the manifestation of the ancestor!"

All the people of the blood clan fell to their knees, although no one had really seen the ancestor Dongfang Qing, but there was a portrait of him hanging in the blood clan temple, I don't know which Danqing master came from the hand, almost all of his face and expression were reproduced through a paintbrush.

Therefore, as soon as they saw this red-robed man standing up to the sky, the blood clan people could recognize at a glance that this was the emperor of their own clan who shook the ancient and modern times - the blood emperor Dongfang Qing!

After the blood clan, countless living beings also competed to bow down, this is no longer a human being, but a god in everyone's hearts.

Dongfang Qing's image only existed and exploded in an instant, turning into ten thousand blood rays, moistening into this bloody mountain like spring rain.

The blood in Ye Dong's body suddenly boiled again, and with a loud bang, it turned into a blood-colored flame and burned, and he also opened his eyes suddenly, and two blood-colored lightning bolts rose into the sky in his eyes.

"Click!"

Under the two crisp sounds, the blood-colored mist that had shrouded this forbidden land all year round was forcefully dispelled, and the valley was unexpectedly reborn and restored.

Ye Dong stood up, and a majestic momentum was naturally released, and the nearby gravel continued to stir, as if a giant had appeared.

"Ancestor!"

Dongfang Cang, who has been kneeling on the ground for almost twenty days, has always kept his forehead close to the ground, and at this time, he also suddenly raised his head and saw Ye Dong standing up from the Holy Ding, and in a trance, as if he saw the ancestor Dongfang Qing, he couldn't help but blurt out.

A shout made Ye Dong's mind completely sober up, and under the scanning of his electric eyes, he saw Dongfang Cang kneeling in front of him, and his figure flashed, so he came to him and hurriedly helped him up.

"Grandpa!"

Dongfang Cang, the lord of the dignified blood clan, the supreme powerhouse who has entered the realm of half-heaven people, after hearing these two words, his body couldn't help but tremble, his face was full of tears, and his hands clenched Ye Dong's wrists tightly, wanting to speak, but he couldn't make a sound at all, so he could only nod vigorously.

Looking at Dongfang Cang's piercing white hair, Ye Dong had already forgiven his grandfather from his heart, although he was in a coma just now, but Dongfang Qing's blood entered his body, but he learned a lot of things, and he knew the preciousness of this drop of blood, and this was definitely his grandfather's generous gift to himself.

This is exactly the case, how precious is the blood of the ancestors, since Dongfang Qing created the blood clan, to this day, I don't know how many thousands of years have passed, the patriarch of the blood clan has changed, and even Dongfang Cang almost died this time, but no one dared to touch this drop of blood, but today, for the sake of his grandson, Dongfang Cang made this decision without hesitation.

Even if you give up the most powerful reliance of the blood clan, you must complete Ye Dong.

There is not the slightest contrived or other motive in this, but a grandfather's guilt and love for his grandson, and he wants to make up for it as much as he can, that's all!

Ye Dong helped Dongfang Cang to sit down on a stone next to him, without speaking, a round of sun suddenly lit up in his eyes, and the yang eye reappeared, and the situation in Dongfang Cang's body appeared in his eyes without concealment.

Regarding Dongfang Cang's death and resurrection, although Ye Dong knew that Lu Dao had a great relationship with the blood-colored figure in the blood prison, he didn't know to what extent Dongfang Cang's resurrection had become, and now that he saw it, he was completely relieved.

Dongfang Cang's body was full of spiritual energy, the blood was flowing like a sea, and there was even a faint golden color flowing in it, this was not a dying person at all, but like a strong person who had cultivated to the Great Perfection realm and was ready to step into a higher realm.

Finally, Dongfang Cangcai stopped crying and pulled Ye Dong to sit beside him: "Dong'er, are you finally willing to forgive your grandfather?"

Ye Dong nodded and said, "Grandpa, I know that as the head of the blood clan and as a father, your thoughts are understandable!"

If Ye Dong has a daughter, then he also hopes that his daughter can find the best husband, the Ye family and Ye Yunfei back then really can't make people have any expectations.

Dongfang Cang nodded again and again with relief: "It's good that you can understand, but no matter what, what I did at the beginning must have been wrong, in the past twenty years, seeing that there is no smile on your mother's face, my heart is also very painful, and even I have thought about sending your mother back to the Four Elephants Realm, or taking you all over, but I also have my own difficulties." ”

The main clan of the blood clan has weakened, if the Ye family is really connected to the blood realm, then there will be no Ye Dong today, and maybe even today's Dongfang Cang's main clan will really be completely wiped out.

Everything seems to be unrelated, but it seems to be really destined in the dark, and no one can tell the whole body.

Although Ye Dong had forgiven his grandfather, he was unwilling to continue to dwell on this issue, so he quickly changed the topic and said, "Grandpa, your body is really fine, right?"

Hearing this, Dongfang Cang stood up violently and said, "Dong'er, you first receive the Holy Ding, and then I will take it to the Zongmiao, there is something, we have to figure it out!"