In the endless darkness, its thunder swept by, bursting with dazzling light.

The furious thunder obliterated the creatures that violated the rules, and Ye Chen's gaze kept falling on the clouds.

"This is the power of thunder!" Ye Chen whispered, and despite the roar around him, Ye Chen's gaze still did not move.

Thunder rage, each thunder carries the power of destruction, as if under the endless thunder, its world is enough to be destroyed. Martial artists cultivate, cultivate to the end, and can also destroy heaven and earth with a single move. But the sense of destruction is not as good as thunder, and thunder represents heaven and earth.

It wasn't until the last thunderbolt fell that Ye Chen turned around and walked towards the top of the Blood Demon Peak as he had come.

"Congratulations to the Emperor!" his neat shout resounded again, echoing above the Nine Heavens.

Looking at the figure that disappeared into the clouds, Liu Dong's eyes showed a hint of contemplation, no matter when, as long as someone has a sword intent tribulation, then this evil star will appear?

"What is he doing?" Liu Dong whispered, turned around, looked at the Blood Prison Army below, and snorted coldly: "Remember that as a Blood Prison Army, soul martial arts will never be their limit!"

"No!" Holding the sword, the cold momentum permeated the body of the three thousand blood prison soldiers, converging into a terrifying general trend.

On the top of the bloody peak, on top of the stone sword, Ye Chen put his hands behind his back, his gaze fell on the gray sky, and a suppressed aura spread in the void.

"It's going to rain, but this rain is the rain of hell!" The cold mountain wind blew, and Ye Chen was dressed in white and hunted.

The dark clouds condensed in the void, and a stormy breath permeated the air, and the sky became more and more gloomy and gray.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly crossed the sky, and a steady stream of thunder echoed.

In a whooshing sound, bean-sized raindrops. It fell from the sky and fell among the mountain streams, setting off a layer of rain and mist.

Under the cover of rain and fog, this mountain also looks hazy, looking at the mountain is a mountain, but at this moment, it is looking at the mountain is not a mountain.

Whether it is the Bloody Peak, or the area within a radius of hundreds of zhang of the Bloody Peak, it is shrouded in rain and mist, and the bursts of lightning set off a rumbling thunder in the sky, Ye Chen looked at the electric snake churning in the sky, the roaring thunder seemed to have spirituality, and the roar was a call from ancient times. The rain fell and fell on Ye Chen's body, the white clothes that made a noise were wet by the rain, but Ye Chen didn't know it, his eyes still stopped on the thunder.

"Everyone in the world pursues immortality, but who in the world can produce it! Whether it is one generation or two generations, such a strong person will eventually turn into a dust in the world!"

"Only this starry sky, eternal and eternal, has witnessed the rise of countless strong people and the fall of countless strong people!"

"And in addition to the starry sky above your head, there is also the eternal thunder, how many soul martial arts have been wiped out by the thunder for tens of thousands of years!"

"Those who break the rules, wipe them out! Thunder's methods are always so direct, not dragging mud and water!" The icy rain hit Ye Chen's face, and Ye Chen's right hand was raised to support the raindrops that fell.

The rain was a little cold, even a little biting, bathed in the rain, Ye Chen's thoughts were flying.

Raindrops swirled around his fingertips, and finally a stream of purple thunder emerged from his fingertips, merging into the rain.

The rain washed over everything in this world, and the smell of blood that had originally permeated the air dissipated, but the rain that melted into the blood looked a little blood-red.

Immersed in the rain and feeling the eternal thunder, Ye Chen's figure never moved.

In addition to the majestic thunder, all that was left of the whole world was the sound of rain crashing on the earth.

Ye Chen, who was standing on the stone sword, looked quiet, and on the outside, he was like a piece of ice that would never melt, and his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, without waves.

And at this moment, Ye Chen's heart was stunned, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the hazy rain and mist in the distance, in the rain and mist, two brilliant sword lights shot out, tearing apart the surrounding clouds and mist, and at the same time, two rather powerful breaths diffused out towards the surroundings.

"Lingwu!" Standing on top of the stone sword, Ye Chen's figure still didn't move. At the same time, under the bloody peak, cold cheers rang out: "Who dares to break into my blood prison!"

"Without the permission of the Blood Prison, those who break into the Blood Prison will die!" Liu Dong's voice also resounded in the sky.

"Blood Prison! This is the Blood Prison as rumored by the outside world, and its strength is not as terrifying as the legend!" A light laugh floated out, and two sword lights ignored the momentum of the Blood Prison Army and shot directly towards the Blood Prison Peak.

Two terrifying coercions permeated out, directly breaking through the general momentum of the Blood Prison Army, and the brilliant sword light crossed the sky, and the surrounding rain dispersed to both sides.

At the foot of the Bloody Peak, Liu Dong and the commanders, holding the Blood Sword, stepped out and shot straight to the top of the Bloody Peak.

The three thousand Blood Prison Army, among which those who had cultivated to reach Qi Martial Arts, all held huge blood swords, following closely behind Liu Dong and the others, and their cold killing intent swept all over the world, stirring up faint spatial ripples.

Now these Blood Prison Soldiers have no less than hundreds of people in their hands, and they reveal a cold killing intent between their gestures.

The killing intent poured out like a tide, and the speed of those two sword lights stagnated in vain, obviously affected by this killing intent.

"The power of the ants!" a chuckle floated out again, and a huge palm shadow emerged in the void, directly covering the rushing figures.

Glimpsing this palm shadow, Liu Dong and the commanders condensed their own sword intent one after another, and the phantom of sword intent emerged, turning into several long rainbows and shooting away, slashing down on the palm shadow, but unfortunately they couldn't shake this palm shadow.

Whether it was Liu Dong or the commander, as well as the Blood Prison Army behind him, his figure was blocked by this palm shadow.

Seeing this, Liu Dong and the Blood Prison Army and others drank coldly, and the sword qi gushed out like a torrent, and for a while, the surrounding rain poured to both sides, and in the void, the sword shadow flew.

It was only a few dozen breaths, and the two sword lights spanned hundreds of zhang and landed in the sky above the Blood Demon Peak, the sword qi dispersed, tearing apart the surrounding clouds and mist, and two figures emerged.

The scarlet blood robe, its pungent smell of blood permeated the two figures, "This is the Blood Prison?"

One of the middle-aged men was holding a giant sword, his handsome face had a slight mockery on it, and a terrifying sword aura permeated his giant sword, which was a full length and the body of the sword was blood-red.

The other figure was a young man, handsome, holding a feather fan, looking at the stone sword below with a flat expression, and the figure of the white-clothed Shengxue on the stone sword.

When these two figures appeared, in the distance, Liu Dong's expression changed suddenly, and a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes: "Tongtian Sword Lu Qing, Gentleman Sword Lin Dao!"

Tongtian Sword Lu Qing, Junzi Sword Lin Dao, these two people are extremely famous in the lonely hell, these two people are not disciples of the sect, but their cultivation is Tongtian, Lingwu three layers!

There is no help from the sect behind these two people, and the two of them can achieve today's cultivation, relying on that terrifying qualification, therefore, these two people are also called terrifying-level geniuses, but why did these two people appear here, Liu Dong's eyes showed a solemn look for the first time. In recent days, he had noticed a slight change, especially around the Blood Prison, there were suddenly many more martial artists, and the strength of these martial artists was not weak. However, these warriors did not make trouble, so Liu Dong did not dispatch the Blood Prison Army to expel them.

The one holding the giant sword is Tongtian Sword Lu Qing, and the one holding the feather fan is the Gentleman Sword Lin Dao.

The two eyes converged on the white-clothed snow-like figure, Lu Qing took a step, the giant sword on his shoulder swung down in vain, the sword pointed at Ye Chen, and sneered: "You are the Emperor of the Blood Prison?"

Bang bang! Lu Qing took a few steps again, his terrifying momentum condensed on Lu Qing's body, and the giant sword slowly raised, "It is rumored that the Emperor of the Blood Prison is the first person in the martial arts realm, and if you come to see it today, it's nothing more than that!"

The sneer echoed above the Nine Heavens, and anyone could hear the mockery in Lu Qing's words.

In the distance, Liu Dong's expression changed slightly, "The first person in the martial arts realm, ***, this sentence is not something I often brag about to those tribal warriors, how can even people from the outside world know it!"

Now that Ye Chen has become the belief in the hearts of the Blood Prison Army, how can these Blood Prison Army let that Lu Qing slander and mock Ye Chen so much, for a while, Dao Dao shouted coldly: "Presumptuous!"

However, the gentleman Jian Lin Dao did not speak, his eyes fell on the figure of the white-clothed Shengxue, at first glance he felt that this person was very ordinary, but at the second glance, he couldn't see through this person.

His eyes were still half-squinted, Ye Chen's gaze was still in the sky, the swimming thunder snake, the flying rain, his gaze never fell on Lu Qing or Lin Dao.

It's just that Lu Qing's sneer and the cold cheers around him broke the tranquility of this scene, and the roaring thunder in the void seemed to be unable to withstand the coercion of Lu Qing and the others, and dissipated, and it was at this moment that Ye Chen spoke up: "Noise!"

At the moment when this voice sounded, the surrounding heaven and earth fell silent in vain, and even the rain that fell from the sky was strangely still in mid-air, and everything was silent.

Looking at the rain that was still in mid-air around him, Junzi Jian Lin Dao's eyes finally showed a solemn look, and even the previous Lu Qing restrained the mockery at the corner of his mouth, and looked at the white-clothed Shengxue figure quite solemnly.

Ye Chen's voice spread out, and the palm shadow that reached the sky shattered, but Liu Dong and the others still stood in place, not stepping forward.

"Are you the Emperor of the Blood Prison?" waved the feather fan, and the gentleman's sword Lin Dao took a step forward, and the moment he took a step, the rain that had been static in mid-air around him fell again.

"Something?" Raising his head, Ye Chen's gaze fell on Lin Dao for the first time, and it was still that calm gaze, but this gaze that was as unwavering as stagnant water made Lin Dao feel an inexplicable palpitation.

"It is rumored from the outside world that the Blood Prison Emperor is the first person under the martial arts, and Lu is here to challenge you!" Lu Qing put the giant sword on his shoulders and whispered: "I just don't know, can you be worthy of this title, the first person under the martial arts!"

For nearly two months, a new name has appeared in vain in Dugu Hell, the Blood Prison Emperor, known as the first person under the martial arts.

Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his head, and his gaze fell on Liu Dong in the distance. Sensing Ye Chen's gaze, Liu Dong's expression changed slightly, this sentence was indeed said by him, but he didn't know when it would be spread. In the past few months, Liu Dong has often boasted to the Blood Prison Army.

"For thousands of years, no one has ever dared to claim to be the first person under the martial arts!" With a wave of the feather fan, Lin Dao's body also surged with an extremely terrifying momentum.

Ye Chen's expression was as calm as water, and he said lightly, "So you want to challenge me?"

Ye Chen's surprisingly calm made Lu Qing and Lin Dao feel uneasy, suppressing the uneasiness in their hearts, Lu Qing chuckled and said, "Yes!"

"But why should I accept your challenge!" Ye Chen said quite seriously, speaking of which Ye Chen's eyes fell on the rain again, and the sound of the rain sounded again.

"Why, refuse our challenge, are you afraid that your strength does not match the name of the first person under the martial arts?" Lu Qing sneered, his eyes gradually becoming cold.

"Fu doesn't match, does it have anything to do with you?" Ye Chen's tone was still so flat